New Gods of North America.

Chapter 367 Return
The night breeze is slightly cool, as if it can sweep away all the depression in people's hearts.

The main force is back, and we can start preparing for some of the things we thought about before.

But there is no rush at the moment.

Emma's pieces of flesh found a relatively intact pair of pajamas as a "breeding bed", and then regrouped into a little Lolita, who seemed to be a little "younger" than before, as if the explosion had at least caused some damage to her.

Damon MacCready greeted Emma with a smile and motioned for her to come closer.

After not seeing him for a while, Damon MacCready looked a little "unhuman" again.
The little girl was a little shy and called out "Uncle Damon", but she was hesitating whether to hide behind Wayne or go straight to him.

Wayne was the more rude one, and teased her in person, "Emma, you've gotten shorter again," which hit the little girl's throat.
The little girl pouting her lips rushed to Damon MacCready and patted him on the head.

Damon MacCready's left arm had been completely transformed. It was much thicker than his right arm, and the exposed part looked like a bunch of plant roots or octopus tentacles.
But there are some benefits. He put the little girl on his left forearm and then lifted it up easily. It was even easier than Doug stretching out his hand to stop the pigeon. The little girl could even sit on it and "swing".

Damon MacCready seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. He turned his head and looked at Wayne:
"Although I saw Emma was injured when I came back...but from the way Emma looked, I felt that she seemed to be doing well during this time with you."

"of course."

Wayne put his arm around Damon MacCready's shoulders and walked towards the crowd. "I also found a mathematics professor in the college to be Emma's teacher. Now, she is receiving the best education according to your expectations."

"I actually think now that it's better for children to have a happier childhood..."

"Why do you keep changing?" Wayne complained.

Speaking of Professor Maisel...

Do you want to burn your homework later?

No. If the professor assigns new homework, then Seth's previous work will be in vain...

Approaching the crowd, Wayne opened his arms to the agents:
"Welcome home, everyone."

"Yeah——" The agents cheered or applauded in coordination.

I have to say that the agents who went out this time seemed to be more tacit and capable.

However, the most noisy person in the crowd was the prisoner named Liam. He was cheering and clapping, making the loudest noise and even whistling.

This made Lina and many of the agents look at him a little sideways. Their expressions were joyful, but they also seemed to be asking the same question: "Who is this guy?"

After a brief welcome, the agents continued to clean up the scene.

Lina spoke to Wayne who was approaching:
"Look, although many people are injured, I brought them all back for you. Wow! Inesa, long time no see! You don't know how troublesome this trip was. I was so exhausted."

Wayne looked at Lina, who jumped up and hung on Inissa in a "bear hugging a tree" posture.
For a moment I didn’t know who to envy…

It was Peter who poked his head out from Lina's blonde hair and shook one of his front legs to greet Wayne.

……

In the "canteen" next to the kitchen,

Several partners were talking at a corner of the long table, while a few agents occasionally appeared nearby to help the chef put food on the table or take the food away.

There was no advance notice before the main force came back, so we can only eat whatever we can get.
The largest item in the detective agency's inventory right now is the various hamburger ingredients that Wayne prepared during his "experiments" during this period.

So a variety of burgers were placed on the table, and the taste depended on preference. However, the various cheese slices that Wayne had made before were cleared out, mainly because they were convenient to use.

This dinner tonight can only be considered as a midnight snack, and everyone is just doing it for the occasion. The official return dinner will probably have to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
So if the agents have time or feel hungry, they can just come and get it. It’s enough, and then they can just find a place to eat it.

The stories of the escort team along the way sound quite exciting.

At first, they were attacked by various gangsters, and were targeted by law enforcement agencies in several towns along the way. After arriving in Atlanta, the consignee seemed to be wrong, and finally they found the imprisoned Damon MacCready. "So you destroyed the headquarters of the Windsor Kingdom spy agency in Atlanta?" Wayne asked.

Lina was holding a burger and chewing on it:

"It's not that exaggerated... I just visited two or three contact points and safe houses under MI7 and brought this guy out. Their pattern has not changed over the years, and we figured it out quickly by following the rules."

Damon MacCready's previous "revenge action" was ultimately unsuccessful, and he himself was implicated.

The detective agency was led to Georgia by the "escort commission", which seemed to be the result of the other party's investigation into Damon MacCready's movements.

"That MI7 you mentioned...shouldn't come knocking on our door for this?"

"It's hard to say. But the people from SI:7 usually move around the 'base' and usually don't leave too far, otherwise they wouldn't try to trick us into going there specifically."

"Doesn't it mean that we need to be careful with commissions from Georgia in the future?"

"Not only that, I think South Carolina is also weird. It feels like they are hostile to us."

At this point, Wayne and Lina both turned their heads silently and looked at Damon MacCready.

The eyes seemed to be silently saying, "Look at you, you troublemaker."

Damon MacCready laughed along awkwardly and pretended to wipe the little girl's mouth.

"By the way, besides this guy, I also met a former colleague. We were just acquaintances before, but he seemed like a nice guy and he was also interested in joining the detective agency."

"Where are the people?" Wayne looked around.

"I didn't bring her back. She has a mission to complete and someone is watching her all the time. She and Damon are not in the same system in SI:7. It was from her that I learned the locations of several of their safe houses."

Then wait until someone comes and we can talk about it...

After talking about her own situation, Lina took the opportunity to ask about the situation at the detective agency:

"But as soon as we left the house, how come everyone broke into our house? Look, Emma has become shorter. And who was that noisy guy just now?"

The little girl was suddenly hit in the sore spot again. She didn't dare to show her displeasure to Lina, so she could only continue to eat the burger with a gloomy face.

Wayne briefly recounted some of the recent events.
Lina almost jumped up from her chair after hearing this. "The Life School is just a bunch of scattered migratory birds, and they dare to bully us? And they are ruining the business of the detective agency. I will bring people to burn down his house tonight!"

Inesa pulled Lina back and sat her down indifferently, but Wayne had to comfort her:

"Sneak attacks and assassinations are bad civilization. They are not good. Our detective agency does not advocate this except when dealing with clear criminals."

"Some people won't know they're wrong unless you put a gun to their heads." Lina continued to struggle with confidence.

Well……

As expected, "destroying someone's financial resources is like killing their parents." The other party has a big grudge against Lina...

In fact, Wayne had gone through a similar mental journey as Lina before.

When he realized that Emma might have died in the explosion, the urge to "go to the door and wipe out the roots regardless of the consequences" almost instantly filled his thoughts.

——This feeling is very strange. From a rational point of view, in an attack, everyone could die. But when you see someone you know could die, your emotions often take over instantly.

However, after discovering that Emma was basically fine and the main force had returned, his impulse quickly cooled down.

When there are few people, you have to consider playing dirty.
But if there are too many people and they still play like this, then wouldn’t the large army’s return be in vain?
(End of this chapter)