New Gods of North America

There is a saying that goes, "There is a sequence in learning, and everyone has their own specialization."

For example, when the leader of the other side is scared,

Wayne discovered that the gangster's young master's tactics seemed to be quite effective against the gangsters.

With the cooperation of the other party, a body search was completed.

The six people had a total of six guns, three daggers, some bullets, and several newspapers.

It doesn't look like a fight, but more like the weapons used by gangs on their daily patrols.

That's right.

In the gangs, anyone with a certain status would usually have someone else do the dirty work.

This young master is the second-in-command, so there is no need for him to add criminal suspicion to himself. He probably came here to show off and plant nails or something.

Wayne originally stopped the gangster from bringing people in to prevent him from suddenly attacking.

But now that I'm here, I've turned my face, I've taken down my weapons, and I'm a coward...

Then don't leave for now.

Wayne turned back to the main house and called the acting butler, Mr. Sheen, over. "Is there any vacant house in the manor? I would like to arrange for Master Philip and his 'friends' to stay there temporarily."

Theon hesitated for a moment, "This... illegal imprisonment, doesn't seem right?"

"Illegal imprisonment?" Wayne frowned and turned to look at the gangster's son. "Is this considered illegal imprisonment?"

Philip Blake shook his head vigorously. "Of course not! This is my home. Can't I bring my friends back to stay for a few days?"

Although he didn't know what tricks Wayne had just played, he didn't want to stay here any longer.

But Philip has been in the gang for so many years, and he still has a keen sense of smell for real "dangerous elements".

This Wayne is different from those who simply receive a salary.

I feel like the kind of person who would act outside the "rules"...

Seeing Phillip say this, several gang members who came with him also echoed:

"Yes, we stayed here voluntarily."

"That's right."

"You are a servant, so busy yourself."

Theon: ...

Theon had originally planned to do the job of butler during this period, and even hoped to take over, so he thought about trying his best to please both the young lady and the young master at the same time, at least not to offend either side.

Unexpectedly, the young master turned against him even faster than himself.

…

In addition to the main house, there are many other buildings in the manor.

One of the buildings was used to house servants of visiting dignitaries and was unused at the time.

Several gangsters were locked up in different rooms.

Then Wayne went about his business, asking about crimes.

Wayne actually didn't have much experience in this area. After all, the people in the West were simple and honest, and criminals were basically either put on wanted warrants or caught at the crime scene. They were almost certain to die anyway, so they either had to fight to the death or be left with nothing once they confessed.

At least when it comes to confessing the crimes of their companions, they will be more proactive.

Gangsters are more cunning, and they basically adhere to the principle of "no evidence means no action".

The attitude is good, and some even smile.

But I just don’t know anything.

But it doesn’t matter, Wayne has watched a lot of American crime dramas.

After keeping him locked up for most of the day, Doug brought a gangster who was addicted to smoking to Wayne's side and prepared to question him across the table.

Wayne picked up the prepared cigarette box from the side, but was not in a hurry to take out the cigarettes:

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about what your gang has done. But you can always tell me what Master Philip is responsible for in your gang, right? If you don't tell me, it will be the same if I ask others."

The other party stared blankly at the cigarette box in Wayne's hand, "Mr. Philip... has never committed any crime."

"certainly."

Wayne nodded, took a cigarette out of the box, and was about to hand it over, but stopped halfway. "Then he should be responsible for it, right? This is not a secret."

"He..." The gangster's throat moved, "He is usually responsible for the casino's business, but he does not participate in the direct management of the casino. You know, people always have bad luck in the casino, and then we will lend some funds to some of them. Of course, what we lend is actually chips. He mainly manages these things."

Oh, the loan sharking part of the casino.

Wayne handed over the cigarette.

The other person took the cigarette and put it under his nose to smell it.

Then Wayne pretended to feel for matches on his body and continued to ask, "These loans are usually not easy to recover, right? It seems that people with bad luck will always have bad luck for a period of time."

"Indeed. It's very difficult to recover a lot of debts. Some people owe too much and feel they can't even pay the interest, so they even try to flee the city. It's very troublesome."

The matches were found.

Wayne then asked, "There are still people who want to run away after owing their debts? That's too much. Who are they?"

"There are quite a few. Just the ones I know, there's Bill who runs a bar, Robert who works at a bank. Even high-income lawyers, there's one called Marty, who was planning to move to downtown New York."

The match was lit, and Wayne held the flame towards the other side, "But they can't all be trying to escape, right? Did anyone manage to retrieve them?"

The gang member held the cigarette close to the flame and took two deep puffs. Then two streams of smoke came out of his nose:

"Of course, more money was successfully recovered. Mr. Phillips is good at this. The Gallagher brother and his sister went to work in a strip club to help him pay off his debts."

"It sounds like Master Philip is quite powerful. But don't the police get involved in these matters?" Wayne asked.

"Don't worry." The gang member closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling the smoke. "Deputy Mayor Ed is one of our people. He..."

The gang member's voice suddenly stopped. Wayne threw the cigarette box to the other side and placed the revolver on the table:

"Go on, I'm listening."

…

There was a breakthrough, and I learned a bunch of names.

He then took the name and pretended to be sophisticated in front of other gang members, and a lot of things were slowly dug out.

Miss Harrison is very interested in the Deputy Mayor's dirty laundry:

"If you can take this opportunity to bring him down and successfully damage the reputation of their party locally, I know someone will be willing to pay at least double the bodyguard's salary."

This is not just a matter of money.

“We don’t get involved in partisan disputes.”

Wayne refused. "We only accepted the bodyguard commission. At most, we can crack down on the criminals of the gang. As for other things, it may be up to the people who should contribute to do it themselves."

Politicians in power in America,

If we look at Congress, we see that it is a short two-year cycle with a minor change, and a four-year cycle with a major change. They are all non-stick pans, and they are not lifelong like the bishops of the church.

If we look at the local level, different parties may have people rooted in different cities in each state for many years. Maybe one party dominates the market, or maybe they take turns in power. If you're not careful, they may end up in someone else's territory.

If you offend a party every time you handle a case, your business will not last long.

Wayne is still just a kid, and right now he just wants to upgrade and make money.

It's okay to be able to get along with everyone. If you take on some security missions or commissions to fight crime, then you can go anywhere.

But that’s all.

There is no need to take this opportunity to bite others for the time being.