New Gods of North America.

Chapter 474 Interlude

So a shared table seemed a little off from the very beginning.

In theory, Wayne should not be familiar with Lina, and in fact, he is not very familiar with Mr. Morrie, but he can only rush to introduce him to Reverend Tyrell:
"This is Mr. Molière, a businessman engaged in multinational trade, and this is Miss Histeria. We met in a bar before."

Reverend Tyrell, the good old man, reacted quickly. After all, he was the one who took the initiative to wave his hand. Logically, he should be more familiar with Lina.

So his tone was a little hesitant, "Shizu... Tria... Long time no see."

Lina, who had always disliked having anything to do with the church, especially the church's top brass, had quickly returned to her "daughter of a noble in distress" state. "I'm glad to meet you here, Tyrell..."

Before she could even utter the word "priest", Reverend Tyrell, who was dressed in formal attire tonight, waved his hand to interrupt Lina:
"Just call me Mr. Tyrell. You don't need to be so polite."

Only Mr. Moliere, whose mind seemed to be filled with pink bubbles of the honey trap and who was still in the dark, seemed to feel that something was wrong for a moment, but he couldn't seem to put his finger on it.
So he could only greet everyone and sit down. "Hello Mr. Tyrell, Wayne, what a coincidence."

Reverend Tyrell had already noticed that the detective agency seemed to be investigating this guy in secret, so he quickly focused his attention on him:
"Monsieur Molière, eh? It sounds like a Frankish name.

"I also know a lot of people in Richmond. I wonder what kind of business Mr. Molière is in? Maybe we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Mr. Molière is certainly not a fool, and he would not tell others about his dealings in medicines, bandages and other trauma supplies.
His public identity seemed a bit unremarkable in Richmond. "I am mainly engaged in the tobacco trade. Virginia tobacco is also very famous in the Old World."

"I see."

Reverend Tyrell casually took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, his smile becoming more sincere. "If there is a chance, we should be able to cooperate."

After sitting down and placing my order, I watched the waiter leave.
Perhaps it was because Wayne still needed his clues and help to continue investigating the previous problem with the goods.

When Mr. Molière turned around and spoke to Wayne, he was more natural than when he answered the question of Reverend Tyrell, who seemed a bit like a "big shot". "I didn't expect the world is so small. I can meet so many familiar people just by having a meal."

Yes,

I didn't expect you to choose the place so well.

……

the other side of the city,
Mr. Walter, who was enjoying a cigar with his guests at home, glanced at the note that the butler brought on the tray, then put the note back, and the butler immediately closed the lid again.

The guest was very tactful, "If you have something to do, then I will take my leave first?"

Mr. Walter waved his hand, “It’s not an important matter, let’s continue our conversation.”

Although he said this, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

Tyrell and Wayne met again, this time with a Frank.
That Frank had a military background there. It was said that he was the incompetent second son of a general. He had no hope in politics and the military, so he was thrown here to do some easy work. He had been secretly engaged in the smuggling of controlled items.

What are they plotting? The assassination was done very cleanly. Even if they investigate, they can't find the blame on them. At most, they can push out the hidden agents who were used.

Now that the Franks are involved again, could this actually be a covert plot by Corleone? Is he also secretly assisting in the investigation?
Barzini seems to have some opinions about Tyrell recently, but Tyrell has always stood on the side of "his own people", so the possibility of problems is not high.
However, Bazzini's concerns are not without reason. In order to become a bishop, Tyrell may indeed do something that sacrifices short-term interests, especially to avoid competition, or to show that he is on Corleone's side.

The northerners have been on good terms with the Franks since the founding of the country. Even if the relationship between the two countries is average now, on a personal level, there may still be some connections.
Just in case, why not arrest that Frank first on the charge of smuggling controlled goods?
Mr. Walter quickly made up his mind and smiled and apologized to the guests around him:

"I'm going to leave for a while and talk to the housekeeper. I'll be back soon."

……

After Wayne finished his meal and got on the carriage, he felt a little more relaxed.

Reverend Tyrell had a pretty good sense, but he was prone to revealing things when he spoke. He almost let it slip that Lina was a partner of the detective agency several times.
He is now a fallen nobleman from the previous dynasty of Frank, and he is not familiar with our detective agency. Why do you always talk to him about George Berger?

Therefore, there were some things that Lina could not say in front of Mr. Morrie with her current identity, so she could only let Wayne do it for her.
During the meal, the two people's legs would occasionally fight under the table. If there was a camera, it might look like the cheating plot in some movies or TV shows. On the surface, these two people are lovers, but secretly they are having an affair.

Weird.

Reverend Tyrell was also obviously interested in Mr. Morrie. With this old fox intervening, Wayne felt that it would be difficult for him to sell that guy for a good price.
It can be said that I suffered losses for no reason.

Back to Inissa, the man in the windbreaker was still staying at home, and there seemed to be nothing unusual at the two surveillance points nearby.

Wayne told Inessa what happened tonight. After listening to it as a joke, Inessa paid attention to Reverend Tyrell's pocket watch:
"That pocket watch sounds like an extraordinary item. You said Reverend Tyrell became interested in Mr. Morrie. Could it be because he is actually an extraordinary person?"

Wayne had suspected the same thing before, but after thinking about it, he still felt it was unlikely. "That shouldn't be the case, right? That guy has to hold the gun even when threatening people. After my actual contact with him over the past two days, I feel like he should be an ordinary person?"

He was not the detective agency's main target. Wayne was mainly interested in his identity and didn't really pay much attention to the person himself.

Inessa wasn't quite sure:

"My impression of him is that he is just an ordinary person. But considering his identity, he might be the type who is good at hiding. The reason why he chose to use a gun might just be because it is more intimidating in the eyes of ordinary people. We can focus on this later."

Wayne thought that Lina should know the answer, so he would ask her later and she would probably know the answer.
Since there is no warning at the moment, the danger is probably not great.

As the two were talking, the lights in the room that had been under surveillance had long been turned off according to the normal schedule of people.
Then Wayne saw a guy sneaking over, furtively, a bit like a thief who had just stepped foot there.

"Should we stop him?" Inesa asked.

Wayne thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until he comes out before we take action."

(End of this chapter)