Chapter 602 - Bounty and the Alcoholic Sherriff (2/2)
According to the criminals’ threat level and the scale of the crime, the police would offer different rewards to the bounty hunter. If they agreed to the reward, these bounty hunters would hunt down the fugitives on their behalf.
It was a profession only brave men and adventurers dared pursue. Zhang Heng had never doubted his combat ability, but when he came to the police station and looked at the wanted list, he oversimplified the whole thing.
Zhang Heng eliminated fugitives with a relatively low bounty. Although it was less risky going after these small-time criminals, the gains were not proportional to the pay, especially for novices like Zhang Heng. He doubted that the money he made during this round of hunting would be less than the money spent on the trip.
The wanted criminals that came with larger rewards; on the other hand, they did not usually act alone. However, Zhang Heng was not bothered by it. The reason why they were hard to track down was that they were simply good at hiding themselves. No one really knew where their whereabouts were and had evasive skills that rivaled a ghost. Zhang Heng’s sailing skill was at Lv. 3, and his driving at a Lv.2, and he had even flown a s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p before. Unfortunately, none of these skills could be put to much use during this quest.
Along the way, Zhang Heng and Radish had acquainted quite well with each other. That said, he knew that his riding skills and the speed of his steed were considered below average in this era. In other words, he would not be able to complete any bounty since almost everyone was a lot faster than him.
Moreover, Zhang Heng’s marksmans.h.i.+p could only be fully optimized when Radish stopped moving or dismounted. Once Radish started to gallop, his accuracy would drop a lot. In summary, the money offered on the list looked very attractive, but it was unprofitable. And Zhang Heng also held a disadvantage-He was unfamiliar with the surrounding towns, and it was likely that he’d get lost. However, his a.n.a.lytical reasoning and combat skills weren’t something many possessed.
Zhang Heng was confident that he could get it done, but he would have to take some time choosing the right target.
As he was standing outside the door looking at the list, the drunk sheriff he dealt with not long ago also walked out from the room with his low-hanging potbelly preceding him. “Boy, let me warn you about something. When you’re in the county, you had better behave. I’ve seen lots of young men like you who thought it wise to be arrogant after learning a bit of shooting. Know how they end up?”
“Back then, I gunned five people down in one go,” the sheriff made a cool shooting gesture while exhaling a breath that reeked of whisky from his nostrils. But the next moment, he slipped and nearly fell to the ground. Fortunately, someone by his side propped him up, with the person urging, “Sheriff, it’s time. Everyone is waiting for you.”
“Do I have to go, Jameson?!”
The sheriff, immersed in the glory of the past, grunted when he was interrupted.
“I’m afraid in this Lincoln County; you are the embodiment of the law and nemesis of criminals. I am G.o.d-awful sure you need to show up to scare them off. And you also need to read the final judgment.” The visitor glanced at Zhang Heng unintentionally.
“Well, it is necessary to let those outlaws know how powerful the law is,” the drunk sheriff replied with a nod. Instead of leaving with Jameson, he turned and returned to the police station.
“Uh… are you going in the wrong direction, Sheriff?”
“d.a.m.n! Do I look useless to you? I’m just going to get the bottle I haven’t finished, Jameson,” the sheriff replied before slowly stumbling back to his table. After he grabbed the whisky, he picked up his hat and slowly walked out of the station.
At that time, Zhang Heng also noticed that a crowd had gathered in the officialdom not far away. There was a tall wooden platform in the center of the place.