New Gods of North America.

Chapter 524 Return
After meeting up with Doug and Connor, Wayne chose to send the captives to hand in their assignment first. Several carriages headed straight for the cathedral, so that he could finish his assignment sooner and relax.
As soon as Wayne got out of the car with his spear in front of the square next to the cathedral, he saw a bunch of familiar faces, and his heart couldn't help but "skimp":
"what happened?"

The agents who were originally assigned to stay at the temporary base seemed to have all appeared here.
Although it looks good overall, this situation is not normal.

Ryan quickly came over and explained, "Sir, our temporary base was attacked last night. A group of people threw Molotov cocktails at the same time, and a flame-type Beyonder appeared and tried to destroy the evidence. Fortunately, we had thought of the plan before, and the key evidence was loaded and moved in time. We had a few minor injuries, but no one was killed, but some evidence was still burned."

"Did you catch him?" Wayne asked.

"We kept two of them. Now they are on the carriage with the other prisoners. The main reason is that those people mixed in with a passing parade. The scene was chaotic and the crowd was dense. After setting the fire, the other party quickly evacuated. Although we were on high alert beforehand, we still gave priority to protecting the evidence and did not chase them too far."

Ryan added, "When the parade passed by, the church secretly took precautions and sent reinforcements in time. A team of militia also arrived in time, which helped us relieve a lot of pressure. The attackers did not have much intention of confrontation. It seems that their priority is to destroy evidence and evacuate safely. However, Mr. Molière has evacuated under the escort of several bodyguards, and his whereabouts are unknown. He originally wanted to take Willy and the others with him, but he was worried that he would have trouble explaining to Miss Lina afterwards."

Wayne kept walking and nodded repeatedly, "It's fine as long as the people and key evidence are fine. We have already caught the fugitive leader. Apart from the internal files, all other things can be prepared for transfer after they are recorded. Lina shouldn't go in. If there is anything urgent, ask her first, and we can deal with the rest later."

"Yes!"

……

“Gululululu——”

The first thing to do when rushing into the cathedral is to find a toilet!

After explaining in advance, an old monk checked the dart, asked about Wayne's condition, and asked someone to provide a bucket of holy water for flushing the toilet. He also reminded Wayne to drink more holy water in the near future, and if there were any other abnormalities in his body, he should get checked and seek treatment in time.
Fortunately, the pain in my abdomen gradually disappeared with a burst of diarrhea. Although my steps felt a little weak, it still felt normal.

Wayne also asked the old monk on a whim, thinking that since "gold juice" can be used to apply poison, then shouldn't this "extraordinary gold juice" be more effective?
The old monk was very upset when he heard this. He said, "If after inspection, it is determined that it will not cause pollution, then it may be feasible... It is not against the rules, but it is not recommended..."

Don't look like that, I'm just asking...

Coming out of the bathroom, Tom Hagen and Inesa were already waiting in the next room. Inesa silently picked a few flowers from the vase next to her, took out the bouquet stick that Reverend Tyrell had given her, and swept it over him a few times.

Wayne was about to say something, but quickly changed his mind, "Give me five more minutes..."

After coming out again, it was Tom Hagen's turn to be upset: "Did you come to the cathedral just to plug the toilet? And you should change your clothes. There is a large area of blood stains, and the wound will be infected."

Wayne walked briskly at this moment and said casually, "I'll change it when I get back. Don't worry, it's been bandaged inside." It's made of genuine leather, so trustworthy.

I originally thought that Tom Hagen would take me and Inesa to his office to hand in the task, but they ended up walking into a reception room.

When he walked in and saw Senator Walter, Reverend Tyrell, and old Mr. Basque from the Beaton family, Wayne immediately put on a bitter face and stroked his belly, pretending to be an ugly woman.

No matter what the private relationship is like, those who can appear here at this moment are at least not strangers. After nodding, looking at each other, and shouting to Wayne as a greeting, the big guys continued their topic. What they were talking about seemed to be what happened last night -

Mr. Walter remained calm and said, "Maybe there is something wrong with the postal system, but according to common practice, they should conduct an internal investigation. It is against the rules to detain it without authorization like you did."

Mr. Basque's attitude was gentle. "I was only entrusted by an old friend to come here as a lobbyist. I can't make a decision for them. But I've asked a lawyer. According to state law, militia organizations have an obligation to help quell riots, including demonstrations that get out of control. Since it was their personal behavior, it has nothing to do with their identities, unless someone comes forward to declare that it was a secret action arranged by a certain organization."

Reverend Tyrell was still like a good guy: "Now that Wayne is here, why don't we hear what the parties involved have to say? After all, it was their detective agency that actually suffered losses last night. Wayne, the evidence you collected during this period should not have been damaged, right?"

Wayne looked like he was still in pain from the wound. He frowned as he sat down next to him. "Some of the evidence was burned, but fortunately, the key evidence was preserved, so the impact is not great. And we have successfully arrested York Castallo, and he is now in the cathedral."

"Huh?!"×3
The bosses had different expressions. The happiest one seemed to be Mr. Basque, who could hardly hold back his smile. “It looks like the assassination case can finally be closed. But there may be a deeper story behind this. Walter, you are the most professional in this area. What do you think?”

Mr. Walter's expression was still warm, as if he had really thought about it seriously:
"The incident happened around the cathedral, and the implication of targeting is obvious. The case also involves foreigners. I suspect it may be related to the Holy See, or the warring countries in the Old World. I have read the secret files of York Castallo. Although his features are not very obvious, it can still be seen that he is a descendant of indigenous people. He may have been instigated and suspected of treason. His testimony is no longer credible."

Although most of the indigenous people did not even have American citizenship, they were still convicted of treason.
This may sound a bit ridiculous, but the mere fact of "being able to go to court" is not something that every Aboriginal criminal has the opportunity to enjoy. Problems are usually solved in corners that people cannot see.

Having a crime on a tombstone can, in a sense, be considered a "separate page in the family tree."

The other big guys present did not respond, and Mr. Walter did not take it seriously.
He glanced at Wayne and continued, "If those things are really involved, then perhaps this matter should not be handled by any detective agency. According to jurisdiction, I might consider asking the postal system to apply to take over the investigation."

Mr. Basque nodded, as if to express his agreement: "According to the regulations, it is true. However, the application may not be approved, and the process takes time. Moreover, there is a problem with the people in the postal system now. Before the screening is completed, many people may object to handing the investigation of the case to them again."

"These young detectives have performed very well. If we continue to let them investigate, it would be irresponsible for their safety." Mr. Walter's face was expressionless.

"Don't worry about that."

Reverend Tyrell didn't know whether he was a real villain or not. He raised his hand and gestured to Inesha next to Wayne. "This Miss Inesha is a former member of the Hunter's Association who came from Windsor. She has excellent abilities, which have been proven in our Exorcist Association. Perhaps she played a role in arresting the escaped prisoner this time."

Hey, hey, hey, there's such a big blood stain on my body, can't you guys really see it?
Finally, Tom Hagen came out to interrupt the discussion. "Now that we have caught the murderer who directly ordered the crime, and Wayne is injured, the investigation may be suspended for a few days. Perhaps we have to wait until the bishop returns before our cathedral can give a formal opinion. Why not maintain the status quo for now? It's best if no accidents happen in the near future."

Several bigwigs made promises, and then left one after another.
After everyone left, Wayne had just asked himself if he could report back to George Berg, when Tom Hagen rarely looked at Wayne with the same eyes he looked at David Mills.

"Before the official ceasefire, the fighting is often the most intense. Let's go and see the Bishop."

Ok? !

Bishop Corleone has returned? Judging from the time, even the express trains these days can't be that fast, right?
(End of this chapter)