One of the kings of the American underworld in the 1920s, Dutch Schultz was known for both fabulous wealth and monstrous avarice. Arthur Flegenheimer, nicknamed Dutch Schultz, was one of the most avaricious and cold-blooded gangsters of the Prohibition era. He commanded respect or sympathy from almost no one, including “his” men. Schultz was so stingy that he paid his cronies as little as circumstances allowed, and could fly into a murderous rage when someone asked for a raise.

According to Dutch's trusty attorney Dixie Davis, only one thing really pissed Schultz off: “You can insult Arthur's girlfriend, spit in his face, push him - he'll laugh. But don't steal a dollar from his accounts. If you do that, you're dead.”

Schultz, on the other hand, considered himself extremely rational:

“I think only idiots wear silk shirts. I've never bought one in my life. A sucker will spend fifteen or twenty bucks on a shirt. A normal guy will get a good shirt for two bucks.”

So, for his life Schultz has accumulated a huge fortune, but the problems with the law he had more and more and in 1935 Schultz tired of running from the annoying federal prosecutor and made a fateful decision to kill him.

This shocked his rival Lucky Luciano, who feared that after the elimination of such an important man on the Italian mafia will begin a real hunt. At a general meeting, Mafia bosses sentenced Schultz to death.

What happened next is known. In the evening of October 23, 1935 Dutch Schultz was shot during dinner. Three friends who were with him died on the spot. But Schultz died long and painfully - several bullets hit him in the stomach. On his deathbed, he often broke into outright delirium. “We'll throw away the flag of truce,” the morphine-addled bootlegger mumbled. - No wages. No walls. No coupons.”

The way he mumbled about the millions that got him killed was almost as incomprehensible. But people wanted to believe that Schultz had said it while he was still conscious. All the more reason to believe that it all fit together.

The bootlegger's acquaintances believed that during the prosecutions he hid all his capital just in case and planned to return for his riches after acquittal or in case of bad luck after prison.

If the legend is to be believed, his stash contained several million dollars in cash, bonds, gold coins and precious stones. Now their value is estimated at 150 million.

But the exact location of the treasure is unknown. Schultz is believed to have revealed it only to two bodyguards, Lulu Rosenkrantz and Marty Crompierre. However, the first was shot dead along with him, and the second was killed a few days later in a barbershop.

It was assumed that the treasure was located in the area of the Catskill Range 200 kilometers from New York, and Marty Crompierre had a map that led to a rock formation in the shape of a skull, where as if hidden treasure. But there is still no confirmation of the actual existence of either the map or the rock skull.

For 90 years, hundreds of treasure hunters have dug the caves and grottos of the Catskills up and down. They have explored the surrounding area with radar, satellite images and metal detectors.

The greatest success so far has been achieved by two treasure hunters from Canada, they noticed a photograph of the forest, which was among the personal belongings of a bootlegger. In their opinion, in the 1930s, the film was rarely wasted for nothing, which means that it was not just a forest. They went in search of the location captured in the photo and found an old bootlegger's tunnel. Inside turned out to be several gold coins from 1903, with two more lying in a creek nearby.

But the treasure itself has yet to be found, if, indeed, it even existed.