New Gods of North America.

Chapter 528 Improved

"Mr. Wayne, I saw the news about you in the newspaper and learned that you were in Richmond recently. It just so happens that I have improved the 'machine gun' you mentioned before, so I wanted to invite you to visit the factory for comments."

The agents and the store clerks had basically finished cleaning and were having dinner when Alex Brooke came over unexpectedly for a visit.
This guy looked pretty miserable at the moment, with wounds on his face and gauze wrapped from his neck down inside his clothes. If the guy in the community who was struck by lightning hadn't died, his recovery period would probably be similar to his current one.

This made Wayne very curious, and he couldn't help asking him what he had experienced during this period of time.

The answer was simpler than expected. "After the firing rate was increased, our prototypes exploded very quickly, and a total of two were damaged. I was lucky because the technician and an operator who were closest to me died because they were hit in the vitals by fragments. After that, I let the slaves at home operate them."

Liam, who had met him by chance in the police station and brought him here, couldn't help but ask after hearing this: "Won't this be a safety hazard?"

At this moment, the original bar tables in the restaurant were put together. Except for those who were still busy, most of the rest of the people sat around, waiting for the meal to start. Even Alex Brooke's coachman sat at the table.

Seeing a bunch of agents looking at him with concern, Alex Brooke smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry. We will have someone holding a gun behind the slaves, nothing will happen."

While this is problematic in itself, it is not such a "security risk"...

Wayne shifted his focus slightly, "Have you found the cause of the explosion?"

In normal use, if you are unlucky, you will be killed by the explosion. Who dares to use this? !
Alex Brooke turned around and said, "This is one of the reasons why I wanted to invite you, Mr. Wayne, to come over for guidance. From the preliminary analysis of the fragments, it is very likely related to the overheating of the gun barrel, but it may also be a simple problem with the bullet. After all, there is still a chance of bullets exploding. The newspaper reported that a gentleman died of a pistol explosion a few days ago."

Ah this...

Theoretically speaking, the strength of steel does decrease when heated, and it may not be able to withstand the chamber pressure. This is relatively easy to solve. Perhaps thickening the tube wall can solve the problem - if it can be processed - but the sound of the bullet exploding made Wayne feel a little weak.

Be more cautious when buying ammunition in the future, and try to choose those produced by manufacturers with good quality control...

As for the guns and ammunition that I picked up, I'd better sell them if I can...

I didn't expect that a machine gun that hasn't been developed yet has already found a market. It is said that someone has seen the design drawings of the improved version a few days ago and thinks it is better than the original salvo version. They have already expressed their intention to pre-order it.

He also said that although the actual model looked powerful, its principle was actually not as scientific as the new version.

However, Alex Brooke had a good opinion of the restaurant's trial dishes, and after knowing the price, he felt that such a large plate was quite affordable.

Unfortunately, this guy is not short of money, so we can only listen to half of his evaluation. The actual effect will not be known until the decoration is completed and the business opens.
After all, some dishes still "need to be improved", and when that time comes, we will definitely not always sell sausages bought directly from the butcher shop.

……

After finishing dinner and seeing off the guests, everyone could finally relax a little tonight.

However, going out for entertainment is still not recommended for the time being. The temporary base that was burned down before was rented, but now it can really be regarded as "our own home".

Right now, the detective agency may not have directly offended Senator Walter, but it may have at least offended certain people in the local spy organization. It is not yet time for "calmness".

The bar, no, the restaurant is not open for business yet. Except for the agents on duty, the rest of the agents can play cards, read newspapers or picture books, etc. Willy is still pulling Liam to organize the remaining evidence and files, and Owl is following him like a free-range chicken.

It was only when Wayne was feeding the peregrine falcon that he noticed: "Why does this guy seem to be following you all day long?"

Willy thought for a moment and said, "Before, Mr. Doug followed you to the Aboriginal community to provide support. When the temporary base caught fire, it was trapped in the room. I only rescued it after I remembered it. Maybe it was frightened."

…There is actually such a thing.

Wayne teased the round-faced fat chicken twice. Do you know the pain of not being able to fly? We have decided on our dinner tomorrow. We will let Connor cook the kiln chicken. I don't know if it has something to do with his background in the Hunter Association, but this guy's cooking skills are pretty good and he doesn't mind cooking.

And what Ryan was doing with the others looked even more wrong. Three people were sitting at a dining table, transforming unwanted chairs into wooden sticks and wrapping bandages around them.
From a scientific point of view, this should be called "stun"...

Ryan took the initiative to explain: "I heard from the 'store manager' and Jasmine that the bar's previous business was not doing well. It was related to a real estate buyer. There were some people who always came to cause trouble and affected the business. The original owner of the property might have been very angry, so he mortgaged this place to Mr. Russell and deliberately prevented the other party from succeeding. Now that the bar has become a restaurant, maybe they will come again in the future."

No wonder those two people seemed so strange when they came back to apply for the job. They were obviously afraid of corpses, but after watching it, they were more willing to join.

After asking about the situation, Wayne decided it was better to be safe. "Self-defense is fine, but try not to cause any extra trouble. We should still call the police if necessary."

"Yes!"

Wayne actually thought that there might be more gossip to be discovered here in the future. Ryan didn't even call the name of the former bar manager, but directly called the girl's name.

Gee tut,
I didn't expect that you are also obsessed with freckles.

Hmm... In modern society, many hamburger buns are sprinkled with sesame seeds or oats before being toasted. Is this the same principle?
I'll ask Chef Parker to improve it later.

The restaurant was only slightly better than a bare house. After buying some bedding, most of the agents had to sleep on the floor in the lobby at night.
Partners and senior agents are treated slightly better... they can sleep on the floor in several small rooms on the second floor.

Doug cleared a space near the window and taught Chameleon how to take care of the pigeons and crows, while the parrots watched from a nearby shelf.
Lina didn't know if she was inspired by Wayne, but she was designing the sign for her future hotel. The spoils from last night were still piled beside her and she was not in a hurry to distribute them. Inissa was taking care of her bolt-action rifle, looking up from time to time to make comments.

Wayne came here to participate in the discussion of dividing the spoils. After all, the shelf life of extraordinary materials is generally not long. Even Inissa didn't remind him, which means that these materials may not "evaporate" very easily. There is no need to rush for the time being.
By the way, Wayne also planned to give some advice and criticize Lina's design. He looked at the disassembled gun in Inissa's hand and wanted to complain about why there was "meat" inside the gun.
But the point is…

Damn it, Wayne almost missed the point before.
Wasn't the "honeycomb salvo version" machine gun that Alex Brooke made at the beginning judged by Wayne to be impractical after the experiment was completed, and was directly moved to the detective agency's headquarters? It should be covered up at ordinary times.

After seeing the real thing, some people thought it looked very powerful and went to the Brook factory to learn how it worked.
Doesn't this mean that someone is monitoring the base camp and studying the "firepower configuration" inside? !
Lina jumped up immediately after hearing this, "Emma! The slate fragment and the whistle of death are also in the safe!"

After hearing this, Wayne was stunned for a moment.
So that's how it is. Now I know which of the detective agency's collections are the most valuable in Lina's eyes.

Look at Mackenzie Reeve's "big-eyed octopus", it doesn't even deserve a name in it.

(End of this chapter)