New Gods of North America

After returning to the detective agency's temporary base in Richmond, Wayne was quickly plunged into another kind of shock.

The matter itself was actually quite reasonable.

This Mr. Moliere was from Frank. Although the detective agency has not yet figured out his specific secret identity, the fact that he traveled across the ocean to the New World and encountered a familiar accent in a foreign land, especially with a beautiful girl like Lyanna using a script to trick him into acting along,

whether he initially had 'designs on wealth' or 'lustful intentions,' or perhaps both,

after experiencing an unexpected attack and being decisively led away from danger by the beauty several times, he would usually either start questioning the other party's identity or quickly fall for them.

In many classic movies, the male and female protagonists would basically be hitting the sheets during intermission.

Mr. Moliere certainly didn't have the chance to enjoy such benefits. Judging from the way Connor bandaged his wounds, he probably wouldn't have the ability to do so for a while.

However, after surviving a near-death experience, he had already begun to open his heart and had almost revealed all his secrets to Lyanna.

If it weren't for the fact that opening a bank account and depositing all your wealth there wasn't popular these days, Lyanna could probably run away with the money right now, and maybe even write a letter to Mr. Moliere's influential father in the Frank military, grabbing another windfall before leaving.

"So his father is a general in Frank, and his brother is a deputy of a delegation that has been featured in newspapers. How did he end up in this miserable state?" Wayne couldn't help but admire.

Lyanna was quite clear about this:

"He's not the eldest son and didn't perform well. Moreover, after the restoration of the Frankish kingdom, many dignitaries still have shadows of the previous overthrow of the old royal family, and secretly colluding with some foreigners is not uncommon, otherwise I wouldn't have been so busy before.

"His family can only be considered average in the circles that hold real power. Letting him be responsible for the secret procurement of some materials, away from danger and able to accumulate qualifications, and also handle a lot of funds, is actually a good arrangement. In case there are any more upheavals in the Frankish domestic situation, his identity as an ordinary foreign merchant on the surface makes it easy to cut ties."

Wayne quickly understood, and then he pondered slightly, "What else did he confess?"

Lyanna recalled for a moment:

"He also talked about his several love affairs, and he also has a fiancée of comparable family background in Frank. By the way, in order to facilitate evacuation after his identity is exposed, his clean assets are mainly placed in the Windsor Kingdom, with trusted intermediaries managing them on his behalf. It is said that even if something happens to their family, that money is enough for us to live a worry-free life for the rest of our lives..."

No, our detective agency is just trying to get information, not running a pig butchering scam.

This guy has even confessed his love history and family background. He's so into the role. Will it be difficult to end things later?

At the same time, Wayne's worries quickly shifted to Lyanna's side, "You wouldn't be tempted by his property, would you?"

Lyanna showed a speechless expression: "I haven't lost control. I'd be crazy to go back to Windsor with him... Even if it's the same as going to jail, I wouldn't choose Windsor. At least the food on the Holy See side is still edible."

Oh right,

the New World doesn't care about old affairs, and the relationship with all parties in the Old World is generally ordinary now. Accumulating wealth here through legal means and then living a peaceful new life may be the core competitiveness of the detective agency to retain this little money-grubber.

Wayne calmed down a bit, "So who exactly attacked him? Are they accomplices of the assassination case murderer?"

Lyanna shook her head:

"I don't know. But the attackers were definitely organized. There were seven or eight people who took action, and their cooperation was quite close.

"This guy's butler and personal servant are all extraordinary, and even the coachman, who doesn't seem to work very hard, is said to be a bodyguard arranged for him by his family, and they should all have some combat power. I only brought him back here temporarily because those around him were all injured or killed, and I was worried that his line would be completely cut off."

Seven or eight against three or four, considering that Lyanna, until just now, seemed to be a "decisive weak woman" in the eyes of that Mr. Moliere, she probably didn't use extraordinary abilities at the time, at least not big moves like "calling the wise sage\

,"then the level of this group of attackers is at least similar to those ambush squads arranged by Cohen Pharmaceuticals before...

So Wayne quickly walked to Mr. Moliere's bedside in the room:

"Mr. Moliere, it's a pity that such a thing happened tonight. But since things are like this, I wonder what your plans are next?"

Perhaps because the situation was stronger than the man, or perhaps because he had seen some agents at the temporary base and realized that Wayne's detective agency was "more powerful" than he had imagined, Mr. Moliere's attitude was much more humble when talking to Wayne, without the rebellious taste he had before,

but this foreigner, who had been shot twice and whose lips were still pale, was obviously not as relieved about Wayne as he was about Lyanna, and the story he told was still a "purified" version:

"I suspect this was done by business competitors. Considering that I am not an American, in order to avoid subsequent dangers and influences, I do not intend to call the police.

"As for the follow-up response... I don't plan to leave Richmond for the time being. I just asked Hysteria to help send out a letter. At the earliest, new bodyguards should be here next week."

About a week, that means this guy still has "colleagues" in America. This time is barely enough to come from Kansas, and Frank certainly can't come.

But that's not the point, hey,

not to mention whether our detective agency will sell you out, just based on the fact that you have been attacked to the point where your butler and servants have lost contact, with your current appearance of being too weak to be supplemented, whether you can live until the day after tomorrow is a question, okay.

Mr. Moliere obviously realized this:

"I heard from Hysteria's servant that your detective agency also undertakes security tasks, and your strength is quite good, even the church recognizes your professionalism. I wonder if you would be willing to accept my commission and protect my safety during this time?

"I am willing to pay a fee higher than the market price. What do you think of a price of 3,000 US dollars a week? If it is this amount, I can write a check now, and you can go to the bank to exchange it for cash tomorrow."

That's right,

security services are a different price.

This guy is quite sensible, knowing that his life is in danger, and didn't do anything like "paying a deposit first", directly prepaid at a flat rate, much more sensible than those stingy people at Cohen Pharmaceuticals.

After Wayne nodded in agreement, he thought about it and also patched himself up by the way, "Our detective agency does undertake security contracts, but we also need to abide by federal laws. If you have crimes that violate the law, then we may refuse to continue performing the contract, and may even actively report to the police."

Mr. Moliere was slightly silent for a moment, "Of course, that's as it should be. But rest assured, I am a completely law-abiding businessman in America."

Wayne didn't refute him, considering that the other party is currently a client,

to be honest, even genuine American businessmen can hardly guarantee that they are in fact "completely law-abiding".