New Gods of North America

After leaving the police station, Wayne released Doug's pigeons.

Then he took a walk around the casino and bar run by the Carter Gang and posted two big-character posters.

It was a formal declaration of war.

Doug now has four birds in total: a parrot, an owl, and two pigeons.

Parrots can speak some simple "human language", owls are useful at night, and pigeons are suitable for trekking.

If used properly, they can be used to perform some simple stalking and messaging tasks respectively.

Although the investigating officer and his superiors promised to strengthen the management of the police station,

But what Wayne needs now is no longer their commitment and cooperation.

Some things can be done once and can be done a hundred times.

Anyway, as long as they express their stance, tabloids or flyers will start to spread their stance everywhere tonight.

If a few gang members were released again, Wayne would stand on the moral high ground and let the local police see how powerful American heroes are.

"Be polite first" and "use force later"

These days, dealing with gangs is more troublesome than dealing with criminal gangs.

The reason is that the relevant laws on "organized crime" in the United States have not yet been issued.

For example, once a gang leader has become successful, it is obvious that he no longer needs to do things himself. He only needs to talk, or even just give a slight hint, and his men will do the execution.

But current laws can only punish people who are "directly related" to the crime - the gang leader still needs to go to the crime scene in person to direct the crime and distribute the spoils, while the gang boss may not even have a note at the scene.

But it doesn't matter.

Gangs have their own way of playing, and there are actually many unspoken rules between the black and white worlds.

For example, when a fight breaks out between gangs, the American police don't really care as long as it doesn't affect ordinary citizens.

Back at the manor, Wayne held a small meeting with everyone in the detective agency.

“I feel that if our detective agency wants to do a good job of taking on cross-border or cross-state cases, we still have to follow the path of bounty hunters.

"From now on, we must first establish a major working principle: we must ensure the 'legitimacy' of our identities, not target irrelevant people, not accept income other than remuneration, and not allow rude words or actions that affect our social image."

Inessa thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Lina raised her hand: "Then can't we rob their vault?"

Wayne gave her a displeased look. In fact, he also wanted to try to rob the vault:

"If necessary, I think we can rob, but that shouldn't be our official source of income. In the long run, it's safer to just throw the money on the street or donate it to the local church than to take it ourselves."

Wayne then continued:

"Only if we ensure legality can we not mind being treated as a 'special gang' by the local police.

"The minimum we should do is to make the local police treat our fights with gangs or criminals as 'fights between gangs'. Even if they don't assist, they should not be allowed to use the law against us."

"So," Wayne stood up and put his hands on the table, "we must first become the 'enemy of the bad guys', and then become the 'friend of justice', not the other way around."

…

After obtaining the formal authorization from Miss Harrison,

That evening, the gangster young master returned to the manor with a few "friends" again. Before he had time to find an opportunity to lose his temper, he discovered that the temperament of Wayne and his friends had changed.

The two bodyguards from the other group still ignored them at first and let them enter the manor blatantly.

But at the gate of the manor house, the gangster boy was stopped by Wayne:

“For the safety of our employers, weapons are not allowed into the estate, please accept our inspection.

"At the same time, only Master Philip, a family member, is allowed to enter the main house. No one else is allowed to enter."

Several people from the Wayne Detective Agency also found their positions and formed a surrounding formation.

Except for Lina and Inissa who were still guarding Miss Harrison not far away in the main house, all other staff in the detective agency were here.

The gangster young master glanced at Wayne and said, "This is my father's manor! I want to see who is qualified..."

“Bang!”

A crater appeared on the lawn in front of him.

At a window of the manor house, Inesa pulled the bolt once with an expressionless face and continued to aim.

When the gangster's young master's "friends" saw the guns, they all reached out to their bodies.

But Wayne's friends were obviously prepared in advance, and the guns were already pointed at people.

"Please do not display your weapons."

Wayne persuaded again:

"Since Miss Harrison was attacked twice by members of the Carter Gang, if any member of the Carter Gang enters the manor house without permission or displays weapons inside the manor, we will defend ourselves according to the castle rules."

The other gang members didn't dare to move under the gunpoint.

However, the gangster's son, who is a family member, is apparently still fearless.

The legal issues here are actually a bit troublesome. A conflict between "a family member's bodyguard" and "another family member" on private land seems to be a case that can make the jury debate for a long time.

"You are very brave, do you dare to play a game with me?"

The gangster took out a pistol from the gun pouch under his armpit, but he didn't point it at anyone. Instead, he opened the magazine.

This is a six-round revolver with decorative carvings on it, and it looks very expensive.

The gangster pulled out five of the bullets and let them fall onto the grass, leaving only the last one in the magazine.

Then he rubbed the magazine, and then flicked his wrist, causing the magazine to reset in a rapid rotation:

"The rules of the game are simple. One bullet, five chances to survive, and the two of us take turns shooting ourselves until one of us falls first."

The gangster young master still looked quite oppressive at this time. He handed over the gun handle while speaking:

"Do you understand? Do you dare?!"

Wayne: (｀;)?

Why would anyone ask me to play this kind of game?

I'm OK, but do you have the ability to heal yourself?

As the saying goes, it is better to lose the battle than the fight. Wayne took the revolver and took a rough look at it. There seemed to be no problem. Then Wayne rubbed the magazine with his hands to make it rotate on the axis.

Then Wayne discovered that

Although I can’t see through things with my simple vision, I can move the “lens” to “look” into the dark muzzle of a gun.

After turning it around and finding the location of the bullet, he continued to rub the magazine with his hands and found that he seemed to be able to move the position with the bullet to any "number of shots" he wanted...

Wayne: ...

How can we lose this?

So Wayne took the revolver and looked at the gangster boy again as if he was a fool:

"Are you sure you want to play this with me?"