In the evening, the remnant sun clothed the white clouds around them in a colorful coat, and Mill sat on a chair on the second floor, drinking a drink while watching and admiring them through the clean windows.

As a new day draws to a close, the sun is still doing its duty, using all the residual heat it can to bring the last bit of warmth to the world, and Mir is thinking about it as well.

Living in a strange world, Mir believes that the sun is more reliable than others, especially Alina.

He seemed to be in a position where the sun was staying, and he saw Ian smiling at him, and he saw Ian's white teeth and his dark skin, and under the influence of fine wine, Mir seemed to be back in the state of the morning carriage, and at this moment, his head was groggy.

Suddenly, five strange men in civilian clothes burst into Mir's house, dressed in civilian clothes, shouting in the living room to see Mir.

Because the room was pitch black, they couldn't find Mir, and the white man in the lead ordered the four men behind him to guard the door of Mir's room before going upstairs.

When the white man saw a drunken Mir on the second floor, he was very angry, he was angry that Mir had fallen willingly, drunk like a puddle of mud, and he had never seen Mir drunk like this since he had known Mir.

The white man tried the same method of decanting as Mir, and he asked each of the four men to find a basin of water, and carried Mir to the drawing-room, lighting the oil lamp by the way.

When Mir came to his senses, he didn't know how to face the white man in front of him, and he was still timid in his heart—he didn't protect Ian.

Mir wanted to write to him in the afternoon, but timidity gave birth to another thought in Mir's psyche, and that was cowardice.

Mill kept his head down, he didn't dare to look directly into the sharp gaze of the white man, his mood was immersed in pessimism and despair.

The white man took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "This is a letter, from within the New Orleans Police Department, and it was sent to me by Inspector Louis Chris himself." ”

Mill was silent, and it was clear that the white man knew everything that was going on in New Orleans, including Ian's death.

As he spoke, the white man's hand hung in mid-air, and he expected Mill to immediately take the envelope, and then he placed the letter on the table and pushed it in front of Mir.

"Listen, Mil, I can't accept such a ridiculous conclusion, the French police department is simply stupid, a bunch of bastards, and now here, whether it's Louisiana or New Orleans, has been taken over by the Confederation, and they shouldn't interfere."

Amir listened to Amos Stoddard's taunts and insults to the French police station, and he finally looked up, eager to read the contents of the letter, and what kind of conclusion had caused Ian's father to lose his temper in front of Mir.

Mir read the contents of the letter, and Inspector Chris wrote a very brief conclusion, especially the conclusion, which surprised Mill.

"What? Oh, my God! Was Ian's death done by a ghost? They were simply dazed. ”

"Could it be that they can't find out who the murderer is, but instead blame the real culprit on the ghost?" Mill said in surprise as she looked at Inspector Chris's handwriting.

Mir thought the letter was far more ridiculous than the newspaper that André Massena had canonized, and although Mir thought so, he felt something unusual as he passed by the New Orleans Hotel today.

He decides to go to the New Orleans Hotel tomorrow to find clues, and with his special abilities, he will definitely find clues to the murderer.

"Dear child, I heard about André Massena's canonization, I feel sorry for you, the future Princess Massena will leave you, you have to cheer up, beautiful girls are everywhere in New Orleans."

Amos patted Mir on the shoulder and said, "Your girlfriend, she will soon become a nobleman in France, and you know even more about it than I do." ”

Mill stood up and bowed deeply to Amos, sincerely apologizing, and said, "Yes, Uncle Amos, thank you for your enlightenment and comfort, and I am very sorry for Ian's death. ”

"Kid, please don't blame yourself, for Ian Stoddard, this is an accident, or something else's revenge on him, or something that has been planned for a long time, I don't have any evidence, I can't speculate, I suspect, you know, I have many enemies,"

Amos helped Mir, who was about to kneel, and he knew very well that Ian's life was given by Mir in the accident ten years ago, otherwise, Ian would have gone to see God a long time ago.

Amos asked Mill to sit beside him and said: "I have rejected Inspector Chris's letter, I don't accept his conclusion, they may have to send a few police officers from France to continue to look for clues to the murderer, I don't trust them, I only trust you." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Amos, for your trust in me." Mir's mood was guided by Stoddard, and his mood gradually detached from the mood of grief and indignation, and he seemed to feel that in the dim light, Amos's kind smile was more like his father when he was a child.

Mill asked questioningly, "Criminal investigation officer?" They're more like detectives. ”

"What? Detective? It's a new word, we use the title of detective, and the team is handed over to you to bring. ”

Amos had to find something to do for Mir, and he must not let Alice take him to France, since Mir was able to save many people from that fire, it means that he has the potential to be a savior, and Ian's death needs his help to comfort his soul.

"You have to remember, child, that loss is not necessarily a good thing, and there will be better surprises waiting for you."

As soon as Amos had finished saying this, Alina entered the house with her mother, and they were almost frightened by the four powerful strangers, until they saw Amos Stoddard, and they were relieved that they were worried that Mir was involved in the other murders.

Mir came across from Alina and her future mother-in-law, Mary, bowed in respect, and said, "Good evening, future Princess Masséna, future Princess Rosalie." ”

The mother and daughter looked panicked, they looked directly at Amos, the news of Andrei's canonization could only be obtained from Amos, and Amos must have told Mir about these things.

"Mir, now that you know about my father's canonization, I hope you will follow us back to France tonight." Alina is extremely complicated, and she is unsure if Mill will leave New Orleans with them.

"What? Going tonight? ”

What Mir didn't expect was that they would be leaving tonight, leaving here and returning to his native country in France to follow in the footsteps of her father, André.

"Go ahead! Let them go! Mill! ”

"Let them get out of my territory quickly! Mill! ”

"Let them go and enjoy the treatment that the marshal of the French Empire deserves!"

Amos shouted in annoyance when he saw that Mir's gaze and Alina's gaze were intertwined, and that they were about to kiss affectionately.