New Gods of North America.

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"Mr. Wayne, you mean to say that you have gone to the police station today to report that I am dead?"

Mr. Molière still looked frightened at this moment. Looking at the beautiful hexagonal coffin in front of him, his tone revealed the restraint and subtlety that is unique to people "living under someone's roof".

"This is mainly to ensure your safety. If the forces that attacked you believe you are dead, they will not launch any new actions in the short term. This seems to be the safest way at the moment."

Wayne made up an excuse and started a new topic. "This coffin is a ready-made one I bought on my way back. It's the only one in stock. I don't know if it fits your size, Mr. Morrie. Do you want to try it on first?"

Mr. Molière hesitated and said, "Is it necessary to try...?"

Wayne nodded. "Of course it is necessary. Although I said that according to your wishes, your body will be kept in the detective agency for the time being, and will be sent to Frank to be returned to your family later, but according to the procedure, the police still need to conduct an autopsy. We will need your cooperation in the future to get away with it."

Mr. Morriet obviously didn't want to get into the coffin on his own initiative, but he looked at Liam, who was hanging upside down from the beam with his feet tied next to him, and felt that if he refused this proposal, he might seem a little impolite.

So after a slight hesitation, he lay down and let Wayne confirm the effect.

Well……

It was a little cramped, with my head almost hitting the wooden board, but as a temporary item, it barely "fitted".

Just now, when Wayne and his team brought the coffin back in the afterglow of the sunset, they asked Liam to notify Mr. Morrie to come over so that both parties could collude in advance.
As a result, after Liam walked into the room carelessly, he was a little naughty and said something meaningful to Mr. Morrie, "Come with me, our boss has prepared a coffin for you."

Mr. Molière was already injured after being attacked, and this morning he witnessed the possibility of being poisoned. At this moment, his personal safety was completely dependent on the reliability of the detective agency, which he was not very familiar with. He was in the stage of vigilance,

So as soon as Liam finished speaking, if Doug hadn't dealt with it in time, Mr. Morrie would have been frightened to the point of pulling out his gun and fighting back, and then immediately jumping out of the window to escape.

Since Lina had to spend extra time to appease Mr. Morrie and explain the misunderstanding, she secretly indicated that Liam, as a typical case of "threatening the sponsor", was now receiving internal sanctions from the detective agency and would be hung upside down in the temporary base for two hours to serve as a warning to others.

But this can be considered a "mistake in its own right", and Mr. Molière's cooperation seems to have increased significantly.

Wayne leaned over and looked down at Mr. Morier, who was lying in the coffin with his eyes wide open, and handed him an apple:
"Because you are not a local official resident with voting rights, and you don't even have American citizenship, according to the practice I just learned, the local police's autopsy on you will most likely be a routine procedure. You only need to hold your breath when the coroner feels your breath, put an apple under your armpit when feeling your pulse, and put on a little makeup, and you will probably have a chance to be confirmed dead.

"If you're worried that this won't be effective enough, one of my agents told me that the Hunter Association has a suspended death potion that can temporarily stop a person's breathing and heartbeat. If nothing unexpected happens, there's at least a 50% chance that you'll gradually recover and wake up within six hours."

The apple in Mr. Molière's hand slipped and almost hit him in the face. "No need! I will try my best to cooperate and will not let the autopsy officer find anything abnormal."

Wayne felt a little regretful. After all, the idea of a fake death potion was quite magical. He had only heard of it in the story of "Romeo and Juliet". Although the price seemed high, it was not impossible to buy it to see the world.

The probability of the thing being effective is only 50%, and ordinary people are obviously not lucky enough to enjoy it. However, Mr. Molière is from Frank, and according to Wayne's understanding, he can be considered a "European" in a sense, and it seems that he can take the thing as a sleeping pill. Wayne did not hide the plan of faking his death from the cathedral, but also asked Tom Hagen not to reveal the situation to anyone before the matter was revealed.

Tom Hagen was also very interested in the third-party force. He believed that since they were connected to both the assassin and Frank's sleeper, they were worth investigating even if they had nothing to do with the assassination.

After all, Mr. Molière's previous butler and bodyguard were all extraordinary people. The Cathedral might be able to tolerate the existence of other forces in Virginia that could easily deal with extraordinary people, but it would never allow the Church to know nothing about them.

The countdown for the assassination investigation has been set, and the detective agency's second office has to be in place. The staff of the first office can't just keep coming back. It can't be delayed indefinitely.

So Wayne proposed to Tom Hagen that they plan to bring the accomplices of the assassination case to court next week.

Tom Hagan endorsed the proposal on behalf of the cathedral, but he also gave Wayne a heads-up:
"I don't object to your investigation strategy, but if after going through the legal process, the bishop is still not satisfied with the results of the investigation, then things may not be so easy to handle."

Wayne is still optimistic at the moment, so when he left the cathedral, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Now the other party has revealed his true colors and shown an urgency to silence him. If the third-party force has not surfaced by the time of the first trial, Wayne will have a backup strategy. He can let Mr. Morrie "come back from the dead" and appear in court first, but not testify for the time being, and then give the other party a push in the end.

If the evidence is successfully defrauded, everyone will be happy. If it fails, then the investigation can be turned into a behind-the-scenes investigation, with the collection and matching of fingerprints a long-term task - at least the clues about the third-party forces will not be completely cut off.

At the police station,

When Sheriff William learned of Mr. Morrie's death, he did not seem to have any extra emotional fluctuations.

The assassin's accomplices seemed to react indifferently to the subsequent situation. Their target of revenge was the Frankish military, not specific individuals. Instead, they were more concerned about the two accomplices who escaped, and seemed a little worried that their accomplices would plan revenge for the previous arrest.

Wayne actually hoped that the few fish that slipped through the net would fall into the trap. It is difficult to find a needle in a haystack in such a vast sea of people, but it is easier to shoot the first bird that sticks out. Since they did not target Americans before and there was no reward in this regard, the police did not put up wanted orders for the remaining accomplices.
As for Sheriff William, he has already taken a number in the queue. Regardless of whether there is a follow-up or not, after dealing with those guys who were arrested, his number will be called according to priority, and then it will be his turn.

The detective agency is now in a state of relaxation on the outside but tension on the inside. Except for the agents who continue to match fingerprints, the rest have been assigned counter-surveillance tasks. Even the owl, which still cannot fly, has been put on the roof to enjoy the cool breeze and is used as a carbon-based surveillance probe.

In the end, the fish he wanted to catch didn't get caught, but unexpected news came first:
"Boss, Miss Inessa seems to have been arrested..."

?

How about cheating?

(End of this chapter)