New Gods of North America

Wayne couldn't see what Miss Olivia was actually experiencing.

In his simplified vision, he could only see the invisible lines around Miss Olivia seemingly forming some kind of fluctuation, which then, through contact, 'connected' that fluctuation to the other person through resonance.

It felt somewhat similar to how that 5-cent 'lucky coin' worked, but also not quite the same.

But as it turned out, her attempt was effective.

After about ten minutes, she finally opened her eyes again, indicating that she had tricked the 'shadow' into the trap and destroyed it.

The exorcist priests came over to check on the person's condition, confirming that the 'contamination' seemed to be under control.

However, the subsequent recovery might require further purification and treatment.

As for whether they would wake up, it was still unknown, but at least the situation was developing in a positive direction.

By this time, it was Thursday afternoon.

While waiting for the exorcist priests to confirm the situation, Wayne and the others took a break to eat the lunch Doug had brought.

Today's menu was relatively simple: vegetable salad with bread, and Hans-style sausages from the butcher shop, mainly because the chef was currently 'hibernating,' and the food had to lean towards the 'good enough to fill your stomach' mode.

Miss Olivia's portion was split from Wayne's and Ineisha's, as they couldn't let their current main force go hungry.

The young lady was eating fine at first, but suddenly covered her mouth, looking like she wanted to vomit but was too embarrassed to, and after a while, she returned from the restroom, complaining a bit, "What did you put on the sausage…"

Ineisha took a look and quickly found the culprit, "It's best to be careful with Wayne's food, Doug and the others might sprinkle holy water on it for 'flavoring' according to his taste."

Ah?

So that's why the sausage tasted a bit spicy.

After confirming its effectiveness, Miss Olivia began to 'treat' the victims one by one.

Feeling her extraordinary power nearing exhaustion, Wayne even managed to swindle a supplement of extraordinary power from the exorcist priests—supposedly, this stuff cost even more than high-grade holy water, considered an 'emergency medicine' sparingly equipped to frontline combat personnel.

…and almost 'sent' Miss Olivia away.

After switching to another supplement, the 'treatment' continued.

Fortunately, Miss Olivia's current consumption of extraordinary abilities was relatively low. In Wayne's view, this was perhaps because she was mainly 'observing' and didn't seem to have much of an impact on other people's inner worlds—she herself said that she couldn't see things that were behind closed doors or locked up, and as soon as she left the current room, the furnishings inside would automatically return to their original state.

In the Hunter Association's terms, this kind of extraordinary ability had a relatively low 'interaction and influence level,' so the consumption wasn't too high.

Some people were dealt with quickly, while others seemed more troublesome. According to Miss Olivia's description, when she was in other people's 'houses,' the flow of time was at least several times faster than in the real world.

But even so, the last few people kept them busy until almost dawn.

Miss Olivia deeply concealed her merit and fame.

David Mills didn't thank Wayne and his old acquaintances much, only saying that he would write the detective agency's role into the report.

Then he told them to go back and rest first.

Although Miss Olivia was tired at this time, she seemed very energetic. On the carriage, she chatted with the two about some of the less common scenes she had seen in the 'houses' of the people.

Some guys seemed to have read a lot of books, and their 'houses' even had large studies filled with books, but after flipping through a few, they were all blank.

Some guys were quite vulgar behind the scenes, and some of the props in their 'rooms' were dazzling, and the murals decorating the walls were 'indecent.' Miss Olivia felt a little embarrassed when she mentioned it euphemistically.

Some guys' 'houses' were strange, and the styles of the different rooms inside didn't seem unified. Sometimes it looked like a lady's room, sometimes like a gentleman's residence, and sometimes it was as simple as a hunter's cabin in the mountains, and there was even a slaughterhouse for processing prey and many collapsed rooms.

Causing her to accidentally 'fall' back into the real world twice—each 'fall' meant that Miss Olivia needed to consume extraordinary power again to 'enter.'

Wait,

Is something wrong?

Wayne thought for a moment, "The person whose 'rooms' have varying styles and has rooms that collapsed, is his name 'Maken Reeves?'"

This kind of mixed style sounds a lot like our dorm's 'resident advisor.'

Miss Olivia blinked slightly, "I didn't pay attention to this…"

Wayne showed the kind and amiable expression of a small workshop owner coaxing workers to work overtime for free:

"If you don't mind, shall we go back and check again now?"

…

After Miss Olivia's re-examination,

Wayne had a preliminary understanding of the basic situation of the 'house' in the heart of the 'resident advisor' Maken Reeves.

Aside from the 'basement' and other facilities that everyone has, there are about seven rooms of different styles on the resident advisor's side.

And 'collapsed' are the four 'spaces' in the house, including the so-called 'hall' and three 'rooms.'

This result was not consistent with what Wayne had learned before.

He had heard of names, probably 'Maken,' 'Washington,' 'Kansas,' 'Georgia,' 'Missouri,' 'York,' and 'Tennessee.'

Although there were also seven in total, he wasn't sure whether to consider 'Maken' as the 'hall' or as one of the 'rooms.'

If it's the former, then there's another personality that Wayne hasn't heard of.

The collapsed 'three rooms and one hall' sounded even more wrong.

Wayne currently only knows that 'Maken' and 'Washington' have disappeared. Judging from the time, if Maken Reeves's situation continues to deteriorate, it is possible that one or two more personalities will disappear, depending on whether he has stopped taking the medicine given by Pastor Percival.

However, 'Maken Reeves' is currently still in a coma and needs to be confirmed after he wakes up.

Wayne has asked the exorcism department's partners to help pay attention, and Doug and Seth are still staying in the academy, taking shifts to continue following up.

There is also a sign that is very intriguing. In the corners of the few rooms that are still intact, there are 'bloodstains' that should only exist in the slaughterhouse.

Wayne doesn't know how to interpret it, but it feels… not like a good thing.

After sending the great hero Miss Olivia back to the manor, Wayne pondered all the way back to the detective agency in the carriage.

If he couldn't figure out the matter with Maken Reeves for a while, he would put it aside for now. Doug said that he had asked Connal to wait at the cathedral, trying to get the appraisal results of the medicine that Wayne had stolen from the academy church last time as soon as possible.

At least he could use the elimination method to determine whether he should continue to suspect Pastor Percival.

According to normal people's logic, if their own things are stolen, most people probably wouldn't continue to 'smash the jar,'

Unless that Mrs. LaLaurie really followed Wayne to the academy church to loot and plunder, otherwise Wayne would definitely still blindly guess that Pastor Percival was destroying evidence first.

I wonder how things are going with Lena now.

If the escort team can return, then the detective agency's manpower will still be relatively abundant.

But conversely, Wayne might also have to consider going to reinforce them. It is unlikely that a small force can rescue a large force, but at least they can strike back at the enemy.

As Wayne thought this, he suddenly felt like something was wrong…

The remaining manpower in the detective agency now is himself, Ineisha, Doug, Seth, Connal, and a little loli.

So, Peter the Coward is in a free-range state with no one to manage him?!

The carriage smoothly turned out of the bend under Ineisha's driving, and the detective agency's small courtyard soon appeared in Wayne's view.

Peter the Coward was sitting on the courtyard wall at this time.

After making eye contact with Wayne, he sat there, seemingly not knowing whether to jump out quickly or flip back immediately…

Wayne ignored him. If Peter the Coward dares to step on the ground outside the courtyard tonight, he'll have Doug put him on the wanted list tomorrow morning,

And then everyone will go after him.