Red Dead Redemption: The Great Philanthropist of the West

"Any other important intelligence? By the way, has there been any unusual activity at the Blackwater Town Pingkerton Detective Agency recently?"

“Boss, there’s something else that I find a bit strange. Lately, a few people at the bars and docks have been mentioning the bank’s armored caravan, seemingly casually. I have a feeling someone is deliberately spreading rumors. And those people might be connected to Pinkerton detectives. A beggar said he saw an agent having a private conversation with one of the people who leaked the information,” Paul recalled, recalling the clues related to Pinkerton. He hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time; their intelligence department and Pinkerton were competitors, but they were more of a cooperative relationship.

"By the way, boss, speaking of Pinkerton, one of their agents contacted us to buy some intelligence. Just the day before yesterday, they asked us if a large number of Howling Wolf Gang or Odrisco Gang members had entered Blackwater recently."

"Oh, what did you tell them? Did other gangs enter Blackwater in large numbers?" Henry felt things were getting increasingly strange.

"When the Howling Wolf Gang was kicked out of Blackwater by us, they sent a few spies, but we dealt with them and never saw them again. As for the Odrisco Gang, they were rarely seen before, but recently they've sent a few groups, but only a few each time. This time it was Norman, Marty, and Sever (I made some changes to the previous chapter; Paul had someone find Norman's name). I've already told Pinkerton the truth," Paul recalled.

"What was Pinkerton's reaction when he heard the news?" Henry continued to ask.

"They asked Norman and Marty about their residence and usual area of ​​activity. They live in the dock area, but I haven't had anyone check their area of ​​activity yet."

“Okay, Paul, have someone find out what Norman and his men were doing in the dock area before, whether they were gathering information. Also, ask around in the North District if anyone has seen them. Try to find out as much as possible.”

Also, assign some clever people to keep an eye on the Pinkerton Blackwater branch. You've worked hard these past few days. From now on, 10% of the profits from the Blackwater Bar and the Stone Orchid Trading Post bar will be yours. Keep up the good work.”

After explaining what Paul needed to do, Henry left Blackwater Bar. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and went to the police station. He planned to talk to Chief Dunbar.

When Henry arrived at the police station again, he no longer needed to be notified. Instead, he went straight to the chief's office and knocked on the door. Along the way, the officers greeted him and offered directions to this big spender.

Upon hearing that it was Henry who had come to visit, Chief Dunbar warmly welcomed him in.

“Henry, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I heard you like tea, so I asked someone to get some, but I didn’t leave it here. I’ll have someone bring it to you later.” Chief Dunbar had heard about Henry’s speech yesterday and knew that Henry had considerable popularity among the people in the East and South districts. Dunbar truly hadn’t expected this young man, Henry, to develop so quickly. If Henry wanted to run for city council in two months, he was at least 90% sure of success, if not 100%. And the city council would directly affect whether he, as chief, could be re-elected. Therefore, he valued his friendship with Henry very much.

"Chief, there's no need for such formalities. I'm here to discuss something with you. We're all so familiar with each other, so I won't stand on ceremony. Chief, are you aware of the bank's armored truck project next month?" Henry asked directly.

“Henry, I’m a bit older than you. If you don’t mind, you can just call me Uncle Dunbar in private. There’s no need to be so formal with ‘Chief,’ it sounds too formal. I know about the bank’s armored ship; the North District Bank and the police department have reported it. However, they don’t seem to trust us much. Instead, they’ve hired Pinkerton detectives for covert protection and don’t intend for the police to get involved. They just want us to help maintain order. Is there a problem with that?” Chief Dunbar didn’t intend to hide anything from Henry; after all, the security of the guards wasn’t their responsibility, so he spoke directly.

“I’ve heard some rumors that someone might be eyeing this money, though it’s not certain yet. I just wanted to remind you to be careful, but since you’re in charge, you should do as little as possible and let Pinkerton worry about it. From what you just said, do you have some connections with the North Bank? They seemed a bit unfriendly to the police.”

Upon hearing Henry's words, Dunbar didn't answer immediately. Instead, he brewed Henry a pot of coffee, then went to the door and, seeing no one nearby, whispered:

"The connection behind the North District Bank is Congressman Matthew Thomas from the North District. He once asked me to help him with some shady matters, which I refused, so he doesn't like me. If it weren't for the fact that the other three congressmen are relatively satisfied with me, Congressman Matthew would even want me to step down. Later, I heard that he made connections with Pinkerton, and the two sides seem to be cooperating quite well."

"Oh, and there's something I need to remind you. That Sheriff Bernard Weaver in the South District, where Grant works, is one of Congressman Matthew's men. Tell him to keep an eye on him." As their status and relationship grew closer, Dunbar revealed many more secrets to Henry.

“Okay, thank you for the reminder, Uncle Dunbar. I will have Grant keep an eye out.”

I wonder how much Uncle Dunbar knows about that armored ship? Would you mind telling me?

Since Dunbar expressed a desire to improve their relationship, and Henry also felt that Chief Dunbar was a decent person, he went along with it and started calling him "Uncle." Having more friends is always good; even if he became a senator, he would still need influential people to support him. The importance of interpersonal relationships on the political stage is self-evident.

Although Chief Dunbar's management of law enforcement was only mediocre, he was principled and relatively orthodox. He wouldn't actively oppress ordinary citizens or use any means necessary to achieve his goals. Moreover, he wouldn't hoard benefits; he would share them with everyone. For example, of the $2000 Henry paid to the police department each month, he kept $400 for himself, the four sheriffs and deputy sheriffs split $600 each, and the remaining $1000 was divided equally among the 100 officers.

Furthermore, the fact that he knew to make advances after learning that Henry might become a member of parliament shows that our chief is not only not foolish, but also very farsighted.

"I don't actually know much about the armored ship, since the bank doesn't trust us. I only know that they are expected to arrive at Blackwater Port on April 2nd, and that the amount of money they are transporting is huge, but they haven't said the exact amount. I estimate that only the bank's top management and Pinkerton know the exact amount. As for the level of security, I estimate that given Pinkerton's pride, only they themselves know, and even the bank's top management probably doesn't know."

"Well then, Uncle Dunbar, I'll have someone investigate whether anyone is really after this armored ship. If so, perhaps you could assign your trusted men to other tasks, like maintaining security in other districts, and have a sheriff close to Congressman Matthew take charge of the docks. That way, if anything goes wrong, Congressman Matthew won't blame you, right?" Henry said softly after taking a sip of his rich coffee.

Upon hearing Henry's suggestion, Dunbar was taken aback for a moment before saying to Henry, "Henry, you're not thinking of taking advantage of this money transport ship, are you? Listen to your uncle, it's not worth it."

Hearing Dunbar's words, Henry was both amused and exasperated. "Uncle Dunbar, you've misunderstood. I'm not short of money right now. With my current wealth, there's no way I would do something so degrading. Besides, if I wanted to make money, I have plenty of legitimate channels. Even if it's bootlegging, I don't plan to do it for long. I'll stop bootlegging in a year or two."

Henry's answer relieved Chief Dunbar: "That's good, that's good. I knew I hadn't misjudged you, haha. No problem. Whether or not anyone is after that money, I don't plan to get involved. I'll just have Sheriff Weaver take his cronies to escort his master."

"Alright, then I won't bother you any longer, Uncle Dunbar. Come visit me sometime; my cook has recently come up with some pretty good dishes. I'm off now; we can discuss anything else later."