New Gods of North America

Inside the academy,

Wayne and Inessa were leading a search of the academy's church with their team, a small portion of whom were detectives from the detective agency, and the majority were personnel assigned by Tom Hagen.

Tom Hagen was a sly one, dividing the local church staff in Georgeburg into several groups.

Some of the people he brought were now responsible for "protecting" the suspected high-ranking clergy, while others were mixed in with David Mills' men, forming a situation where "other people's personnel cross-supervise, and one's own people have 'relative control' everywhere."

Even the detective agency's people were not allowed to move collectively without authorization.

The Light Church's affair was not made public at this time, and perhaps it would not be made public even after the investigation was clear.

On the surface, everyone was investigating Pastor Paxier's murder, so the clergy in the academy church did not obstruct them in any way, and were quite cooperative instead.

Wayne looked around roughly inside and found no valuable clues.

Taking advantage of Tom Hagen listening to his subordinates' reports in a corner of the small courtyard, he ran to the entrance of the academy church to slack off and think about what to do next.

At this time, he vaguely confirmed that Pastor Paxier was indeed related to the Light Church, based on the "suffocating feeling" he had felt near Pastor Paxier's office when he secretly sneaked into the academy church before, the same feeling he experienced in the basement of the manor.

This could not be used as evidence, but it seemed enough to simply use it for "suspicion".

But if he thought about it this way, the problem seemed even bigger.

Although the autopsy results had not yet come out, Wayne felt that the probability of post-mortem cremation was higher, given how "peacefully" he lay in the fire.

If Pastor Paxier was "silenced", it meant that there was a bigger fish behind him.

The same was true for suicide to destroy evidence.

According to Wayne's understanding, a normal person who commits suicide would leave a will or something unless they were driven to desperation, right?

Even a bad person wouldn't find it strange to shout a few grievances.

Now, using a dead person to get away with it, let alone what the cathedral would think,

Wayne himself felt it wouldn't work.

It wasn't yet the end of afternoon classes, and there weren't many pedestrians coming and going in the academy.

Wayne initially ran into Professor Cooke, who was in charge of the science principles course.

Although he had a good reason today, Wayne, as a student, was still habitually a little guilty that his skipping class was caught by the professor.

Professor Cooke was a more open-minded scholar type, and Wayne wasn't skipping his class today, so he exchanged a few pleasantries and asked why the detective agency's stall wasn't set up anymore.

Wayne was a little vigilant when he first heard the question, because Lina and the others didn't officially use the detective agency's name when they set up the stall in the academy.

Then he asked around and found out that Professor Cooke had seen the stall chef Parker when the detective agency sold lottery tickets in Richmond and thought the food was good.

The connection between that and seeing the chef in the academy a few days ago wasn't hard for a scholar to guess.

After confirming that Professor Cooke had no intention of inquiring about the investigation, Wayne made an excuse that it was Lina's whim, and as for whether they would set up the stall again in the future, it was still uncertain.

He didn't expect that Professor Cooke was also a junk food lover.

After listening, he felt a little regretful, so Wayne said that if the professor liked it, he was welcome to visit the detective agency.

After Professor Cooke left, the next person to arrive at the entrance of the academy church was Mr. Weisman, whom Wayne had been quite familiar with recently.

This guy hadn't officially shown his face, but Wayne, with his sharp eyes, noticed his coachman and waved to the carriage from a distance.

A few church personnel guarding near the entrance didn't know the situation and stood forward slightly, and the carriage naturally drove over and stopped by the side.

"Mr. Weisman, why are you here?"

Wayne greeted him warmly while wondering in his heart,

Anyway, this guy had an unclear relationship with Cohen Pharmaceuticals and could find so many bounty hunters doing dirty work, so he probably hadn't done less dirty work himself.

Wayne had originally planned to temporarily shrink the battle line and send this guy to that Tyrrell pastor of the Exorcist Association for investigation,

But since he could use the church's personnel for free under the guise of investigation, and this guy came to his door himself...

Using a dead person to get away with it was indeed not good, but "grabbing a rabbit while mowing the grass\

,"It didn't seem impossible.

Mr. Weisman opened the carriage door and spoke to Wayne, his attitude looking rather businesslike:

"I received the news of Pastor Paxier's death. As the custodian lawyer of his will, I am here to handle related matters. Because Pastor Paxier has no direct blood relatives, I have to go to his residence and the Georgeburg Church to confirm the situation after I finish here at the academy."

"I see."

Wayne was very happy to hear him say that.

"So you should still have Pastor Paxier's will with you now, right? Can I take another look?"

Mr. Weisman had a smile on his face:

"Of course, there is no difference between this one and the one you saw before. According to the contents of the will, some of the contents were originally going to be published in the newspaper anyway. However, due to professional requirements, I still need to handle some matters as soon as possible. Perhaps I can visit the detective agency later."

Wayne was still thinking about how to trick this guy out of the car when Tom Hagen's voice came from behind Wayne.

His question was similar to Wayne's, "Pastor Paxier's will? I haven't seen it yet, may I take a look?"

Woohoo,

Came at the right time, then I don't need to go and call people.

Mr. Weisman glanced at Tom Hagen and responded very professionally, gesturing to the servant in the carriage, and then obediently got out of the car.

This time, when he took the briefcase from the servant's hand, both of them held it firmly, as if they hadn't forgotten the lesson they had learned last time.

Following Tom Hagen into the prayer hall of the academy church,

The few people randomly found a seat, and Mr. Weisman took out the already opened will from the briefcase.

Wayne quickly scanned it and confirmed that it was indeed the one he had seen before.

Tom Hagen flipped through it even faster, and then handed it to a guard next to him, "Arrange for someone to confirm all the contents and items mentioned in the will."

"Yes." The guard quickly left with the things.

Seeing that Mr. Weisman did not react to this, Tom Hagen turned his head and paid attention to him slightly, "This gentleman, you should know me, right?"

Mr. Weisman replied very politely: "I can't say I know you, but I have seen you in the cathedral and know that you are a member of the clergy."

"That's good." Tom Hagen nodded slightly.

"In that case, I wonder if you have a place to live in Georgeburg? If you need it, I can help arrange it. We may need to delay you for some time, I hope you can forgive us."

Mr. Weisman agreed somewhat reluctantly,

Wayne nodded secretly beside him.

I knew it,

With Tom Hagen's personality, anyone who is related to the name "Pastor Paxier" at this time probably shouldn't think of leaving.