New Gods of North America.

Chapter 510 Gift
It was similar to Wayne's guess. Once something went wrong, the people in the ecosystem were the most anxious.

As soon as he returned to the temporary base, investigators from the city hall were already waiting there. They wanted to ask about what Wayne had witnessed when he was reviewing the files today.

If Wayne felt the most headache when he found out that the confessions of the assassins in the assassination case conflicted with each other,
Now that the detective agency has proven the existence of that third-party force and its tentacles may have already reached into the city hall, Wayne felt relieved again.

As an outsourced team, the detective agency was able to dig out such a shady deal, which was enough to prove its "purity" and "objectivity" to the church.

This is a bit like a folk version of "The Strange Cases of Bao Gong". The Goryeo envoy was stabbed, and the political bosses hoped that the murderer would be found to be an "insider" in the delegation. So when the black-faced man shifted his focus from "inside the delegation" to "suspects with Song identity", the delegation went from "suffering a loss" to "decisive rage". The bosses also hoped that he would not continue the investigation. At the same time, they began to dislike his youth and question his background.
At this time, the detective agency, like Little Black Face, finally took a step forward and confirmed that the murderer was actually a third-party "Liao person". This made the "Goryeo delegation" feel reasonable and the bosses could accept it. As for the things behind the case, it had little to do with the "detective" - it was beyond the scope of "public security jurisdiction" and the "law of the jungle" began to apply.

So Wayne was in a good mood to help the archivist, Ms. Susan, to prove that she was not a serious suspect.

If she must be held accountable, the most she could have done was to fail to notice the missing files in time, which was a bit of an unexpected disaster, but she shouldn't lose her job. After all, no matter how cautious a good person is, they will always be taken advantage of by bad people with ulterior motives.

Maybe it's because we are "on the same path", or maybe there are enough flattering articles in the newspapers recently,
The investigators seemed to respect Wayne very much. They did not question the authenticity of Wayne's testimony during the questioning. They also took some of Wayne's speculations very seriously, and the stenographer next to them never stopped writing.

After seeing off the investigators from City Hall, Wayne began his routine work by asking the agents about the day's progress.

The most precious thing in the temporary base right now is the "window prying master" named Arthur Robin and related evidence. These are all things that can prove that the "third party force" was directly involved in the assassination. The security level is as high as that of the financial sponsor, Mr. Molière.

The second is the bottle of poison in the assassin's home and related clues involving the fugitive leader. In fact, he is the "key" to the truth behind the case, but for the bigwigs, "proving that the lock really exists" is far more valuable than "finding the key" - especially when the lock is no longer just a "crime" but begins to be suspected of "undermining the existing order."

Although the passing line has been reached for the detective agency, the rest are "bonus points", but we still have to continue to show our best.
Willy and several other agents were still working overtime to collect and compare fingerprints, trying to nail the coffin of the third-party member more firmly, while continuing to look for available clues to arrest him.
There are now two more fingerprints that can prove that the captives participated in the attack on Mr. Molière. One of the captives was locked up in a room like the "window prying master", and the other suspect is also on the run. The fingerprints were found in their residence.

Inesa was busy all day today, continuing to investigate places in Richmond where she could buy raw materials for poisons, and using the physical characteristics of the fugitive leader to filter them, but she hadn't found anything yet.

After getting the guy's possible name from Wayne, she didn't search it in her mind for too long while eating: "I saw this name today."

Lina's chest straightened up instantly, "Where did you see it? I'll take people there now..."

This little girl has been assigned to watch the house lately, and she feels like she is almost suffocating... She really needs to be let out for a walk, otherwise she will start to destroy the house.

Wayne gestured to the side, "Don't worry, my dear," and continued to wait for Inissa to continue.

Inessa pulled over a torn map of Richmond from the dining table, pointed at it, and began to recall carefully:
"This is a pharmacy with a church background, but it is open to the public, with a larger scale and more complete materials. Because of the instructions from the cathedral, they cooperated and let me look through their internal sales records.

"The name you mentioned appeared in there, but he probably didn't purchase the raw materials to make that kind of poison, so he was not within the scope of my previous inquiry. His name was left behind because he bought more hemostatic drugs than the normal amount, and the staff secretly recorded it as a routine."

Wayne was slightly relieved after hearing this. Fortunately, it didn't sound like there was any collusion.

The detective agency had just escaped from the sea of suffering and was about to go back to the church... At present, the third-party force seemed to be strong enough, and Wayne did not want to receive any tasks like "finding the mole" in the cathedral.

Knowing that it was a place related to the church, Lina was not willing to go there. She stuffed half a piece of bread into her mouth in one breath and then tried to run away. "I almost forgot something. I'm going to help Doug feed the crows first."

No,

When did Doug dare to order you around? And is this considered a serious matter? Does anyone feed the birds at night?

Wayne didn't know where to start complaining about so many things, so he could only ask, "What's going on with the crows?" "It's because you haven't taken care of the peregrine falcon recently, so it has been fighting with the nearby crows with the parrot all day long. The innocent owl was so angry that it climbed up the tree in the middle of the night to destroy the crow's nest. Now there are half a dozen injured crows that can be picked up. I saw that Doug raised one himself before. He knew that this thing can be trained, so he thought he could call it to peck people in the future."

First the spider, then the crow, why do you always play the villain?

After Lina ran away, Wayne looked at Inissa and asked, "Do you have a pet you want to keep?"

Get a rough idea of the situation first, maybe you can use it as a gift or something later.

Inesa thought for a moment and said, "I like quiet animals, preferably ones that can help with hunting. The leopards in America seem pretty good. I saw the leopard tooth in the captives' quarters before. They seem to be larger than those in the Old World, and not as weak as cheetahs."

Well……

Okay, it seems normal for a beautiful girl to like cats.

It’s just that this color is not easy to handle, and I don’t know if it can eat cat food, or if it will go to the toilet at a fixed place...

After eating and chatting about irrelevant things, Wayne and Inessa immediately went to the pharmacy to check the situation.

When he went to the back door to get on the carriage, he greeted the police officers who were waiting there. Wayne later discovered that Liam was still on the carriage at this time - he was no longer in the "upside-down" position, but lying on the roof of the carriage, and he also activated the extraordinary ability of "transparency".

"You haven't come down since last night?" Wayne said in admiration. "Look at how long Willy hasn't had a good rest. Aren't you suspicious of absenteeism?"

Liam looked innocent: "I have been following Miss Inesa all day today... Miss Inesa asked me to follow her secretly when she went out to prevent secret stalkers."

I see,

Wayne saw Inessa nodding in confirmation, so he admitted his mistake decisively, "I misunderstood. I'll ask Doug to give you a special chicken drumstick to apologize."

"Can I exchange the chicken drumstick for extraordinary material?"

"No. Or I'll apologize again and keep the chicken leg for myself."

"Please prepare a large chicken drumstick for me. It would be best if it is coated with honey so that I can roast it myself..."

On a rooftop a little further away, a tabloid reporter put down his binoculars, turned a page in his notebook, and continued writing:

"Shocking news! The secret of Detective Wayne Constantine! He is actually a schizophrenic who talks to himself in the air (this sentence was crossed out right after it was written). The reason why he was able to become a detective is not because of scientific methods such as fingerprints, but the real secret is that he can actually communicate with the dead!"

A large spider nearby confirmed that this guy was not a threat, and then it leaned over his shoulder and recorded the scene with its head. Then it followed the route and went to the next location to continue its stroll.

A few minutes later, a pretty blonde came over with great interest and started chatting with the tabloid reporter about the setting:

"I think 'psychic' is a bit old-fashioned. Wayne himself has a fashionable term called 'empathy'. He says that a good detective can empathize with the criminal based on the situation at the crime scene, and thus deduce how the criminal committed the crime..."

(End of this chapter)