Lisco's American Life

Of course Lisko was also indignant, but he could only pat him on the shoulder helplessly.

"Things have happened. The first task now is to find a way to recover the losses. Let's remove the bones and skin and sell them. The meat still needs to be destroyed."

Most of the reactions of cattle bloating are rumen bloating, which generally has no effect on dead bodies, but the time to death from bloating is usually about three hours. The cattle in Les Ranch died so quickly, so it must be

If other things are added to it, this kind of beef cannot be released to the market. If it is discovered, you may be imprisoned.

Although Les was very sad about his loss, he would not risk the world's disapproval, so he could only recover the loss from the hide and bones, and he could make up for whatever he could.

Watching the cowboys hoisting the cows one by one and skinning and removing the bones one by one, Lisko couldn't help but be shocked by the scenery in front of him.

Because the dead cows had to be disposed of quickly, many nearby ranchers called their cowboys to come over and help.

The cowboys from Li's ranch were also here, and many cowboys gathered together. Under the guidance of Les, they set up racks one by one, and the cows were hung in place. There were also cowboys driving vans, preparing to transport the remaining cows.

The beef is hauled to the incinerator.

The entire pasture was covered in blood, but this was not the biggest headache for Les. What happened next was more important.

He needs to remove all the turf in his pasture, otherwise when the grass seeds grow up later and get mixed in with other pastures, this kind of thing will happen again.

"FUCK! It was definitely done by people like us ranchers. Otherwise, there was someone in charge. Otherwise, how could he know the situation so well?"

Les was cursing. After Lisko's persuasion, he calmed down a little, but he was still furious when he saw the cow carcasses on the ground.

Lisko also felt strange. If you are not an expert, you will not understand this at all. It is like a person who does not understand medicine. Even if you hold croton, it will not kill anyone.

Determined to find out, Les called the Livestock Association and asked all agents to be on standby. After all, Colorado State was his territory.

"Sir, I found it"

Johnson came running over on his horse.

"How's it going?" Les immediately greeted him.

Lisko followed behind. He was also curious about who did it and how he got into the fenced Les Ranch.

"Sir, one of our fences near the Rocky Mountains was torn down. We followed the footprints and found that they went up the mountain from the other side. There were traces of cars at the bottom of the mountain, and then they merged into Denver Avenue.

I can’t find it here.”

Johnson dismounted and reported the results of their search.

After hearing the results, Les called the Livestock Association without saying a word.

"Agent Jesse, check the vehicle on Denver Avenue near the Rocky Mountains last night and report back to me immediately if you find anything."

Because it is a major livestock state, the authority of the state's livestock association is still very high. Les has the authority to check and monitor, and can also contact the town's sheriff and cavalry for support.

Looking at Les who was still upset, Lisko felt that he could not be of much help here, so he could only say goodbye.

Rooster and Colt are good ranch hands. Their ranches don't hire cowboys, so they stay here to help skin Les's group of cattle.

Lisko rode back to the castle.

"gentlemen."

Payne was at the door and saw Lisko coming from a distance, so he stepped forward and pulled the reins.

There is also a stable in the castle. Originally, Payne proposed to buy a few racehorses with noble bloodlines and put them at home for show. After all, for a person from the upper class, playing purebred horses is the trend.

However, he was rejected by Lisko. He didn't like riding horses that much, and the quark horse looked good to him.

"When David comes back, arrange for him to come see me."

Lisko ordered to Payne on the side.

Before the mastermind behind Les Ranch is found, you should also pay attention to patrolling your own ranch. After all, no one knows whether there will be a second victim.

Because too many cattle died this time, the state media and news reporters also gathered here, waiting to interview Les. When Lisko just came back, he saw the interview vehicle on the roadside.

Les did not refuse and accepted the interview with the TV station. After all, he wanted to report the reasons to avoid causing social panic and a sharp drop in beef prices.

"Sir, may I ask what is the cause of this mass death of cattle? Is it an infectious disease?"

"No, I hired a professor from the University of Denver to examine it, and the result was that the cow died from flatulence and gastric fissure. However, we will not let this group of beef flow into the market. All the media will be invited to watch tomorrow. We will hold a collective burning. Please

Journalists, please supervise.”

Les answered the questions in an orderly manner. As the president of the state livestock association, he had accepted many interviews, so he was familiar with doing these things.

"Sir, as far as I know, cow bloat is caused by eating frozen hay, but it's summer now, how is this caused?"

"Our detectives checked and found that last night, someone secretly entered the pasture and filled the pasture with hay. After the cowboys grazed, they went to inspect the fence. When they came back, they found that all the cattle were dead."

"Sir, is this done by your enemies?"

"I have always been kind to people, so I don't know who did it yet. Here we also appeal to the public to contact our livestock association phone number and provide clues. If the verification is correct, there will be a reward of 100,000 US dollars."

Les was also furious. He had already lost about five million U.S. dollars, and he didn't care about making any excuses. Now he only had one idea: he must catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

"One hundred thousand dollars?"

The reporters were a little noisy. This reward was so high that even they were a little excited.

"Sir, how big is the loss this time? Will the government provide any subsidies to offset the loss?"

"The damage is as high as five million dollars. The government has not contacted me yet, so it is still unknown."

Les was surrounded by reporters and asked a lot of questions before they dispersed and went back to rush for the press release.

Before nightfall, the entire state of Colorado already knew about this incident. While everyone was talking about it, they also expressed deep sympathy for Les.

At this time, the mastermind behind the scenes was laughing heartily at Les' sad face on TV in the small hotel.

"Hahahaha, damn Les, this is just the beginning."

Under the light, the man's face emerged, a feminine Asian man with a gloomy and twisted expression.

If Lisko were here, he would definitely remember that this was the Korean who was buried in cow dung at Les Ranch, Ah Fei.

He has changed a lot from before, and it is not easy to recognize someone he knows standing in front of him.