New Gods of North America

Tom Hagen had requested an "indefinite" leave of absence for Wayne from the academy. He had returned to Richmond with the report, but hadn't yet brought back a definitive conclusion. It was still uncertain whether the matter could be considered officially "closed."

Therefore, Wayne wasn't in a rush to return to classes, planning to rest for a few more days to round out the week, intending to resume school next Monday.

As for Luke Matthew, who had been staying at the detective agency for safety,

now that Pastor Parish was gone, Wayne let him do as he pleased, allowing him to return to the academy to continue preparing for graduation.

After hosting a barbecue party for the agents returning from "Office One," and having a big meal, they were theoretically still in a rest period where they didn't need to carry out missions. But in reality, some work had already begun to progress gradually.

For example, the partners and Doug needed to separately inquire about the wishes and evaluations of Ryan and the agents, assess the current work status and atmosphere of Office One, as well as the specific abilities and performance of individuals. Subsequently, they also had to consider the rotation of personnel in Office One and the founding team of Office Two.

The agents who returned from Office One generally approved of Ryan, and after Ryan declined twice and realized Wayne's mind was made up, he could only honestly continue to take office.

Preparations for supplies were relatively simple. Ryan already had some initial experience, took the last procurement list, made some minor modifications, removed what he felt was redundant, and added what he felt was necessary, which basically completed the task.

Personnel preparations weren't too troublesome either. After all, there was already the precedent of Office One. The agents had also seen this rotation, so compared to the previous "everything unknown" and "apprehension," the agents now viewed going to the office with a more normal attitude, equivalent to a not-too-long-term business trip to another location, during which their salaries were calculated as if they were on a mission, and there was no boss around.

However, to Wayne's surprise, when Doug finally brought over the rotation suggestion list for Office One, Willie's name was actually among the responsible person candidates.

Considering his ability, experience, and age, was it appropriate to let Willie be in charge?

Doug's reason sounded reasonable enough:

"This is a suggestion that Ryan and I came up with after preliminary discussions. Willie himself has a desire to maintain law and order in one area. Compared to investigating cases, he still finds it more interesting to crack down on robbers. I think someone with strong enthusiasm might be more competent for the job."

"Moreover, the agents who are preparing to rotate over are basically selected from the batch that went to Georgia before. Willie's relationship with them and his prestige among them are quite good, so he should be able to avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble when doing things. Letting Willie command them may be easier to accept than letting other agents command them."

Wayne thought for a long time about the wooden police badge he had seen at Willie's house a long time ago, and felt that since Willie had ideas, it seemed worth a try.

To be on the safe side, he also planned to assign either Connor or "Concussion" to go with him.

These two guys from the Hunter Association were still effective in combat. They mainly wanted to learn from veteran hunters like Inessa. Since the detective agency paid their salaries, they also had to pay "tuition," such as obeying work arrangements.

Liam, the "flexible" former prisoner, was already on the rotation list to go to Office One. There had to be one or two relatively strong guys to keep him in check, so that the prisoner wouldn't "jump ship" again.

Incidentally, Wayne suddenly had an idea because of this, planning to set a "convention" in the detective agency after there were more people, such as wanting to upgrade to a senior agent, you had to have the experience of having worked in the "office for so many years."

However, this seemed a bit far off, and he could temporarily write down the idea first.

The personnel lists for the two offices were tentatively drafted. If they were all sent out, only a few people would be left at the detective agency's headquarters in the end.

Originally, such days weren't impossible to live, but after seeing the pastor's strength in private, Wayne couldn't help but feel a little anxious about manpower.

However, the office was a relatively stable business, and it would be a pity to miss it. So, while the courtyard was bustling with people, Wayne once again mobilized everyone, asking them to try to contact their suitable relatives and friends.

Inessa and Connor had already contacted the Hunter Association in Canks City again last time, and Lina and Damon Macready had also tried to contact their friends, but there had been no reply yet. But no matter what, Wayne himself wrote letters this time to try to urge them.

In addition to "employee referrals," this time when Ryan came back, according to convention, Wayne should also report the recent situation to Mr. Russell, the financial backer of Office One.

Wayne thought that Mr. Russell had found a lot of strange bounty hunters when he selected people before. Taking advantage of this visit, he could ask for the contact information of those people to see if there was a chance to poach some people.

If extraordinary people were really hard to find, Wayne felt that the office could also gradually consider recruiting some ordinary people.

This way, the number of people and the average combat effectiveness of the "headquarters" wouldn't be diluted too much. If something happened to the office, the agents would also have a stronger backing.

After roughly arranging the affairs of the two offices, and incidentally thinking about the short- to medium-term follow-up, the matters at hand returned to their previous state, continuing to wait for the results from Tom Hagen, and after solving them, he had to continue going to school.

Taking a break from being busy, he would tease the pets first.

Emma had been unilaterally giving Wayne the cold shoulder these past two days. She didn't mind being sent as a hostage before, and even thought it was quite fun.

The point she was angry about was that when the "bunch of grapes" exploded in the end, everyone on the scene was splattered with "black juice." Wayne, who had watched a lot of horror movies, felt that such things were "inauspicious" no matter how he thought about it, so he suggested that everyone use holy water to clean themselves to avoid accidentally being "contaminated."

Coincidentally, the quality of the holy water equipped by Tom Hagen was quite good, so half of Emma's little face was still a bright red color.

It felt like she probably wouldn't talk to Wayne for the time being until her skin recovered.

The peregrine falcon was still being trained and hand-fed as normal. When it landed on his hand, its claws still pierced his skin.

However, the peregrine falcon seemed very happy recently, because the owl's wings hadn't healed yet. During the day, the peregrine falcon deliberately landed on its cage to cause trouble, and the owl could only close its eyes, putting on a "what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over" look, its temper forced to be as good as a capybara.

The more troublesome one was the "big-eyed octopus." No matter how you looked at it, this thing didn't seem like a normal creature. Its intelligence wasn't always online, there were blood vessels and nerves behind its eyeballs, and the way it ate things was quite grotesque.

Apart from routinely extracting information from it when it was awake every day, Wayne could only keep it as a fish at other times. He wanted to report it to the church, but this thing was considered meritorious. The premise for it to be completely honest with Wayne before was that Wayne would promise to guarantee its safety.

But keeping it all the time also felt strange. Every time Wayne fed it bloody meat, he always felt like he was a weirdo in a horror story.

After spending two days relatively leisurely like this, the cathedral finally came to call again.

Halfway there, Wayne realized that the route was wrong, so he had Connor overtake the car, and then asked the person leading the way, "This isn't the way to Georgeberg Church, is it?"

The monk sitting in the carriage seemed very humble, "The bishop is here in person, we are going to the harbor wharf now."