New Gods of North America.

Chapter 526 Venue
Back at the cathedral, Tom Hagen did not know what instructions he had received from Bishop Corleone during the time when Wayne left the reception room.
Anyway, the cathedral only planned to keep the most critical "window prying master" in the assassination case and the arrested small leader, as well as the corresponding evidence.

As for the spoils and remaining captives, the Cathedral is not concerned at the moment, probably meaning that Wayne should "deal with them on his own."

Wayne didn't expect that his relationship was unexpectedly strong. He felt a lot more relaxed now and didn't say anything polite.

Holding the wrapped painting, he walked to the carriages guarded by the agents.

Lina quickly opened the envelope in the carriage and looked at it for a while, a little confused: "It doesn't seem to be the work of a great painter, and there is no sign of extraordinary power..."

Wayne didn't argue with her. "This is more valuable than the works of great painters. I'm going to hang it in my office when I get back."

The temporary base has now been burned to ruins. If the detective agency pays the landlord all the money, after deducting the protection fee that Mr. Molière paid before, it will hardly have much book income from this trip.
Fortunately, old Mr. Basque was an open-minded man. He asked the butler to leave a message in the cathedral, saying that after the Beaton family learned that the detective agency's temporary base in Richmond was rented, they had reached an agreement with the property owner and the detective agency no longer needed to deal with it.

Just when I was thinking about whether to find an agent to rent another place and wait and see what Bishop Corleone meant by "resting for a few days first", Mr. Russell's lawyer came to me.

Mr. Russell had previously said that he wanted to invest in Wayne's fast food restaurant business. In addition to actual funds, he would also provide an idle property he had in Richmond as the address for the new store. It just so happened that Wayne had already completed the investigation of the assassination case, and all that was left was desk work such as writing reports. He had nothing else to do, so he might as well go and set up the business.

Mr. Russell is a big businessman after all, and the idle properties he picked out looked quite spacious. This was originally a bar with average business performance. The owner failed in his investment, so he mortgaged it to Mr. Russell.
The bar owner in front was obviously not happy about not being able to renew his lease when it expired. When the lawyer brought Wayne to see the house, he rushed over after hearing the news and wanted to continue fighting for the reopening of the bar.

After all, the city folks were more civilized than the westerners. Seeing that they would not fight, Lina waved her hand in boredom, signaling the agents to get off the carriages.

Doug was originally ready to persuade the guy to leave, but Wayne overheard that this guy and the original staff lived nearby and were considered "old neighbors" here, so he asked him or the waiters originally employed by the bar to consider whether they wanted to continue working in the new store.

The valuables in the bar had been cleared out, and the rest were "unwanted", so it wasn't messy.
Wayne would not be picky about the venue provided for free.

In fact, he was quite satisfied with this place. There was a small basement behind the bar, which was not very reliable as a "refrigerator" but also a wine cellar. It was quite suitable for temporarily detaining people. If the upstairs was cleaned up a bit, it could be turned into a dormitory for the staff. If they were a little crowded, maybe they could even separate out a room for "whatever I'm not sure about yet".

Inesa quickly confirmed the internal situation, and Connor followed behind her, preparing to observe the surrounding terrain.

Then she thought for a moment, "The cellar can't hold so many people. What are you going to do with all those prisoners?"

Well……

The captives currently in the hands of the detective agency should be considered as "one group", but in fact they are "two groups". One group was set on fire by themselves during the previous investigation, and the other group was brought back from the Aboriginal community.
The latter are both dead and alive, and several of them have been identified as accomplices wanted together with the arrested small leader, but unfortunately not all. The former are "all alive" and "all free", both groups are extraordinary people, their ranks are not too high, but they are skilled in their business.

Wayne had already successfully "handed in his homework" to Bishop Corleone, and his curiosity was largely satisfied. He didn't want to continue investigating, and he was a little greedy:
"We'll send some of the prisoners from last night to the police station and some to Reverend Tyrell. The rest will have to squeeze in for now. This basement is at least more spacious than the slave ship." By the way, let Doug take the news to the old man of the Beaton family. If he's interested, he can send someone qualified to the detective agency to take the prisoners away. It's considered a courtesy and he can give a friendly price.
The group of people last night had murderous intentions towards Wayne, so they would not spare any of their own lives. The group that set the fire before was a bit troublesome. I would first observe and see if I could sell them. Otherwise, I would keep them as a "meritorious service". If that doesn't work, I would have to send them to Reverend Tyrell.

Bishop Corleone said that the wild Beyonders who violated the rules could be sent to the church for disposal or kept for use, but he did not say that they could be executed by themselves. Doing so did not seem to be a good habit for the detective agency. At least Wayne knew that a certain army with good conduct would not abuse prisoners, but would be very fierce in battle.

Reverend Tyrell is actually a part of the "Church", and the Exorcist Association itself is more professional. By sending the "bitten" captives over there, at least some contribution can be made to Inissa or some extraordinary materials can be exchanged for. For Inissa's sake, the extent of the concession he will make may be even greater.

This is a small matter, you can start working on it once you have thought about it.

After a few words of instruction, Connor led the prisoners into the basement. Doug took Sanders and two agents to send the remaining prisoners away, while Liam was responsible for driving the other car to the police station.

The first two groups were fine. The prisoners who set the fire had been very well behaved since they were caught by Inissa, so they wouldn't run around. The prisoners captured last night were still tied up in the car, so they could just be taken away.
But in the end, that car almost got into trouble.

At this moment, the detectives have begun to move the evidence and the spoils of last night into the bar. Although Mr. Russell's lawyer is obviously not a hard worker, he saw that even Wayne took the initiative to move a painting out of the carriage, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help a little.
Liam's car was just about to be taken to the police station, and inside were all the bodies that could be exchanged for bounties or not last night - the extraordinary materials had already been extracted and were waiting to be divided up - and then Mr. Russell's lawyer opened the hood of the car nearby, his pupils shrank, and he almost fell over.

The former bar owner just now came back with a freckled girl, and then the classic high school girl screamed as if she had seen a ghost:
"what--"

Almost attracted the attention of the whole street...

Fortunately, Willy had already stood in front of the car hood, and Ryan also hurried over to explain, "We are private detectives investigating a case, and these are going to be shipped to the police station. Please don't panic, and please keep it confidential for the police before the results of the case are made public."

The freckled girl was holding her chest and swallowing her saliva, looking frightened and her legs almost went limp. The guy next to her was a little better, but not much better.

Wayne originally thought that when the two of them came to their senses, they would probably run away. Unexpectedly, when he walked over to apologize, the former bar owner, who seemed to have little interest in being a waiter before, became interested after calming down:
"Sir, what you just said about recruiting store clerks should still be valid now, right?"

Wayne nodded, "Of course."

Another little hand, still trembling a little, was raised as well. "I... I'm here to apply for a job, too."

Ok?
Wayne thought for a moment and nodded again, "Welcome, but our store has a 'trial period'."

(End of this chapter)