After roughly checking the area, Wayne and his friends went back to the hotel first. Doug and his men also recalled at this time - they had just caught a little newspaper boy while waiting. The kidnappers probably wouldn't contact them again in the next two days, so they might as well relax a little. After dinner, except for Willy and Parker who stayed behind, the rest of the group prepared to go out to the bar. There is no branch of the Hunter Association in Chicago, and the local Beyonders don't know where they usually gather. So Wayne and his team used a traditional method and asked the hotel staff directly: "For security reasons, we want to temporarily hire some relatively professional bodyguards locally. Where can we find them?" The hotel's lobby manager seemed no stranger to such problems. First, he correctly suggested to Wayne and his friends that they could seek help from the police or the church if they encountered any problems. Then he mentioned the names of several bars, saying that if we went to those places, we might be able to find the people we needed. So we tried everything we could to save the situation.
Wayne and his companions set off in their carriage. According to common sense, in the city where the diocesan cathedral is located, the Beyonders are usually relatively low-key. Even if there are private gatherings, they should not be particularly obvious. So Wayne and his team specifically chose a bar located in the neighborhood that theoretically had the most mixed security. People in big cities are indifferent. There is no custom of inviting new guests to "have a drink" in the bar. Instead, they look at Wayne and his group with a little wariness. Wayne looked a little more stylish now, with two girls beside him and two bodyguards behind him. As soon as I sat down at the bar, one of the bartenders came over and asked, "What would you like to drink?" Ryan initially wanted to sit at the bar with Wayne and the others, but when he saw Doug still standing there motionless, he also stood symmetrically and continued to support Wayne. A $5 gold coin slowly rolled across the bar toward the bartender: "I want to recruit some bodyguards. They should be professional and sharp, and preferably familiar with Chicago. Do you know any or can you recommend any?" The bartender nodded happily and was about to catch the gold coin as it rolled over. Then a hand stretched out from the side, pressed the gold coin on the bar with a "pop", and then pushed the gold coin back. The owner of this hand is another bartender who seems to be in a dominant position at the bar. There was a smile on his face, "Mr. Wayne Constantine?" How come I was recognized again? How can I investigate secretly and run away in the future? Wayne nodded calmly, "I am. Do you have anyone you would like to recommend?" At the seats closest to the bar, some people had already put down their glasses and quietly stood up to leave. The other party did not respond to this question, but asked: "Which target has Mr. Wayne set his sights on this time? Let me first state that although our bar has financial dealings with some gangs, it is not a gangster business."
no, I'm not a gangster nemesis, so why do you say that the gang's industry is my "target"? Wayne blinked and said, "I have no goal. I am just here to recruit bodyguards." "I've heard about your detective agency." The other party obviously didn't believe it. "Let's not talk about the recent news in the newspapers. It is said that you caused a big stir in Missouri before. A den that printed counterfeit money was busted overnight. At least 20 to 30 people were beaten to death on the spot. I think you are obviously not short of manpower." Wayne felt that some rumors had to be clarified: "You may have misunderstood. We didn't do that." It was obviously Roose Bolton who destroyed the other man's lair. "What about you bringing a large number of people to set off fireworks in Kanks City to provoke the church?" the other party continued to ask, "I heard that a few days ago, a group of robbers who robbed a steam train happened to encounter you and were eliminated." How can you be more outrageous than Freddie Lowndes... How full was I to go and provoke the church?! We were clearly trying to catch bad guys. Seeing that more and more people seemed to be leaving the bar quietly, several people in charge of "watching the place" in the bar seemed to want to come over to see the guests off, but they were waved away by the bartender and persuaded to go back. Wayne first looked at the people around him in bewilderment. Then he turned around and looked at the other person questioningly, "I think your source of information may not be accurate..." "I'm sorry." The other party shook his head. "My information has been confirmed. You were indeed arrested by the Kankers City police for this." That's what happened. But there is something wrong with the direction you interpreted... Wayne was scratching his head a bit, "Anyway, I did come here to recruit people today." "Out of goodwill, our bar is willing to help you, Mr. Wayne, post recruitment information for free." The other party's logic has obviously completed a self-circuit, and he is unmoved. "But I hope your detective agency can do a good job of identifying the targets, and please don't hurt innocent people like us." … I went to several bars in one night. In the end, we returned empty-handed. Wayne even began to doubt whether he had returned to Blackrock Town again, as people always recognized him wherever he went. There was one bar that was the most outrageous. At first, Wayne and his team were able to chat privately about recruitment, but after they introduced themselves, most of the people in the bar immediately scattered. Only Lina spat out a mouthful of beer, and then laughed so hard that her body shook. Fortunately, the next morning, as soon as Wayne walked out of the bedroom, Doug told him that someone had come to be recruited. "Then please invite everyone to the reception room." Wayne replied with a yawn.
"Will everyone please come in?" Doug hesitated a little. "Isn't it a bit too crowded? Would it be better if I let them come in in batches?" What the hell?! … “Please do not blindly believe rumors or newspaper reports. We are just an ordinary private detective agency, not an unofficial organization that specializes in fighting gangs. Our main business scope is to accept various commissions and occasionally assist the police in solving cases. "Please leave, journalists. We are not accepting any interviews for the time being. This time, the detective agency is only recruiting temporarily. We only need a small number of people with certain experience or expertise to assist. This is not a large-scale recruitment. Bounty hunters with no bad records are preferred. "Our detective agency currently has no plans to target local gangs, but any attempt to arrange for someone to investigate will be considered a potential hostile act by us. Please leave immediately." After interviewing several people, Wayne realized something was wrong. Doug had to be at the door first, repeatedly stating the statement in advance to the applicants, and the content of the statement became longer and longer. When the corridor was busiest, the line stretched from outside the suite door all the way to the stairwell. The hotel found that there were too many visitors, so even the "elevator" was temporarily stopped. Among the job applicants, the most active in asking questions are most likely reporters who came here after hearing the news. He has no demands, but seems willing to do anything. He feels like a spy sent by the local gang. Another group of people, after learning that Wayne and his team were staying in the penthouse suite of the hotel, thought it was profitable and actively came to accept recruitment. Although it seems that the news spreads quickly from nowhere, it is obviously not conducive to the transaction with the kidnappers. But Wayne and his team can also raise their recruitment standards and first determine what advantages or specialties the other party has.