New Gods of North America

I chatted with Ian Fisk for a while, and when he finished grinding a cigar, it was almost time for dinner.

The Fisk siblings accepted the invitation and had dinner in the detective agency - to be honest, Wayne actually thought they were just there to eat for free.

Although it had been anticipated, Wayne did not make any special preparations for it.

He just asked Chef Parker to add a few dishes temporarily and reminded them to prepare meals for the servants and bodyguards who came with the two siblings.

Each trip lasted more than two months. Although we occasionally had barbecue, most of the time we ate boiled food in the wild.

So the menu of the detective agency today is all kinds of things that replenish oil and water, slow-roasted beef brisket and pork ribs, American pizza with cheese, ham and bacon added, fried chicken nuggets, French fries, potato chips and the like.

If the Fisk brothers and sisters hadn't been there, there probably wouldn't even be soup, at most a big bowl of vegetable salad or something.

If other wealthy people came, Wayne would still have to try his best to arrange a decent dinner.

But when the local tyrants reached the level of the Fisk family, the Fisk brothers and sisters who came were relatively young, open-minded and familiar.

Wayne thought it would be better to just do it casually.

Anyway, if we follow the standards and dishes of the banquet here, I guess no matter how they prepare it, it will probably be similar to what they usually eat at home, maybe even worse.

Why not let them experience the food in a detective agency?

The table was also set up like a western town dinner party. The dishes were placed in large bowls or plates and served together. The main course was placed directly on a large baking tray, almost filling up the middle of the table.

Then everyone passes the lighter dishes or sauces around. If you want some, just put them on your plate. For the other dishes, just reach out and pass your plate over and ask the people next to you for help.

The Fisk brothers and sisters occasionally used their hands, which seemed to be quite interesting.

The servants no longer had to portion out the dishes one by one and serve them up as they had done before; they could just stand by quietly at the back.

There was another table in the kitchen at the moment. Except for the different wines, the dishes were roughly the same. However, Chef Parker selected the better ones and served them over.

The detectives from the detective agency and some servants and bodyguards who are not busy for the time being can eat there.

Besides Wayne and his two friends and the Fisk siblings, there was only Emma, ​​a little girl, so everyone was chatting relatively casually.

Ian Fisk thought today's pizza was pretty good, and he ate it with a knife and fork:

“I saw the news in the newspaper about your detective agency repelling steam train robbers. Other teams really can’t compare to you.

"It's just that Mr. Russell always feels that we young people are not mature enough and is unwilling to trust my judgment. It's not convenient for me to disclose your special relationship with the church without authorization. Otherwise, commissions like this don't require the participation of other teams at all."

Wayne was a little polite and said that the security of the steam train line required long-term maintenance. If it was just cleaned for a while, it would probably not be safe for long.

After Miss Olivia came over to say hello, she mainly went to chat with Inissa and Lina.

It is said that she also demonstrated a talent that most rich girls have and drew a sketch of Emma on the spot.

The topic turned from family education to Miss Olivia, and Ian Fisk wiped his mouth slightly:

“By the way, I’m going to Los Angeles for a while to take care of some business, and the cruise ship will depart in a few days.

"Currently, Olivia is the only one in our family who is staying in Georgeburg. If your detective agency receives any suspicious information, please help us pay attention to it and ensure Olivia's safety."

Wayne nodded in agreement, then made a joke.

"Los Angeles? Are you going to the West Coast to pan for gold too?"

Ian Fisk raised his eyebrows slightly. "Did you receive the news, too? Yes, the news seemed to have originally come from Kansas State, and you also have channels through the church."

Now that the topic has been brought up, Ian Fisk did not hide anything:

"Our family has always been in the habit of paying attention to local news and newspaper news. According to the analysis of the think tank team, the news of the discovery of a large gold mine in California was spread in an unusual way. Someone must be creating hype.

"After the Mexicans gave up their land along the west coast, the chaos there was basically completely quelled in the past two years. Now someone is spreading this news, probably to attract American people and immigrants from the Old World, to promote local development and stabilize public security as soon as possible.

"My father and the heads of several large families had some connections in the garrison there, so they had originally planned to go there to invest and complete the acquisition of some land and industries along the west coast before the chaos was completely settled. Now that other funds are also trying to get involved, we have to speed up the process.

"We are still trying to slow down the spread of the news. We will not officially participate in the promotion until the initial investment layout is completed."

Hmm...

As one of the possible makers of this news, Wayne felt a bit complicated when listening to it.

Ian Fisk didn't notice this, and talked about something else:

"I almost forgot. Wayne, are you familiar with Freddie Lowndes? Is she one of 'you'?"

Wayne shook his head. "I can only say that I know her, but I can't say that I'm too familiar with her. When we passed through Illinois, we had some cooperation with her, and it was quite pleasant. But she shouldn't be from the church."

"It's easier if you're not from the church."

Ian Fisk put a piece of pork ribs on his plate:

"My brother thought she was pretty good. Her reporting was very insightful and provocative, so he thought we could consider inviting her to the south to develop her career.

"Mr. Russell also spoke highly of her recent report. Some reporters were clamoring that the steam train operating company should bear the responsibility and losses in the corresponding incident, but unexpectedly, she used a report to make the passengers heroes.

"Most of the passengers who participated in the incident were happy to repeatedly publicize their heroic deeds, and would also mention a few good words about the steam train company and your detective agency, which quickly turned the focus of public opinion around.

"I noticed that most of the news involving your detective agency was written by her, so I just wanted to confirm it with you."

Wayne thought about the journalist's integrity and professionalism.

I always feel that the American journalism industry is starting to change... Of course, it may have already changed a long time ago, but it just doesn't seem obvious enough now.