"Oh! Oh, my God! Mir exclaimed in disbelief.

This means that Kra really saw the ghost, and he brutally killed Carah in order to hide his truest secret.

Mir could even imagine that the ghost had used some of the craziest tactics on Cla, hiding in her room at all costs, killing her before she knew it, devouring her soul, or taking her soul away.

Another clue broke without warning, and Mir paced frantically around the ballroom area.

At the same time, in Mir's imagination, he made some assumptions about the apparition, and if Kra knew the apparition, then there was no doubt that the ghost's identity must not have come from New Orleans, let alone from Santo Domingue.

"Miss Lisa, where are you from?" Mir stopped and asked.

Lisa lowered her head and said, "Sir, I'm from Ivory Coast. ”

Mir was a little unfamiliar with the location, he didn't know where the Ivory Coast was, and he went on to ask, "Is Carat the same as you?" ”

"Yes, sir." Lisa nodded.

Mir was now certain that the ghost was also from the Ivory Coast, but why she wanted to kill her own countrymen, Mir hesitated for a long time.

He set his eyes on Lisa, feeling that she would become very dangerous in the future, he didn't care who the ghost hated at this time, let alone the ghost's murderous purpose, he could only use Lisa as an indirect witness related to the case now.

"Boss, can you fire her?" Mill said.

"What? Did I hear me right? Sir? The boss thought that Mir's question was a bit too fanciful, and he said, "I don't have any better maid here, Lisa's hands and feet are quite nimble, where do you want me to find such a hard-working and hard-working person?" I spent a lot of money on her. ”

"No, sir, I don't want to be fired, the hotel job is my only source of income." Lisa refused.

Mir understands that Lisa was bought by the innkeeper in the slave market, not hired by him at will, and that Lisa is the boss's maid on the surface, but in fact Lisa is likely to be bought by the boss to be his mistress.

However, the boss did not mention Carat, which means that Carat was not bought by the boss with money, or he deliberately avoided it, and in order to prove his judgment, he then asked: "Boss, how is the carat work?" ”

"Very good, especially her big tight butt," the boss corrected, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, "She is ten times more industrious than Lisa in her work." ”

"Thank you." Mill turned to Lisa and said, "Miss Lisa, don't forget your address. ”

Mir had a clear conclusion that he needed to find a way to keep Lisa safe, and he would never send it to Waldru.

He thought that Lisa and Carat should live in the same place and didn't stop too much in the ballroom area, and he thanked his boss for his hospitality and hurried upstairs.

Tonight, Mir tries to go to Lisa's house with Martin, both to protect Lisa and to investigate if there are any traces of the ghost in the house where Kra lives.

As long as the boss doesn't stay by Lisa's side, then Mir will put more unknown things out of Lisa's mouth.

Mir now needs Chris's help, there are no more people at all, and Wald Rue is not only incompetent, but he will not believe in the existence of ghosts, and he is afraid that one day, when Wald Rue is asleep, the ghost will directly take his soul.

Mill stood by the window on the third floor, watching and thinking, when it had begun to rain outside, and it was raining heavily.

It was getting darker and gloomy, and the storm swept through everything on the ground, whipping them with impunity, and there was an eerie whining sound in the corners outside the hotel and out of the windows.

Like a stone-sized raindrop, it slammed into the glass, crisp and dull, gradually blurring his vision out of the window, and he could not see the carriage and pedestrians in the distance.

Mir sighed deeply, the nasty ghost weather, his heart was not very comfortable, he leaned back against the window, lowered his head slightly, and observed the people in the dim hallway.

There was smoke in front of them, and they smoked cigars and walked into the same room, each holding the beautiful girl.

Mir closed his eyes and sniffed the smell of strangers, and in order to determine the identities of the girls, he used his keen sense of smell to investigate them one by one.

He almost choked on the fox smell of a woman, and Mir immediately opened his eyes and coughed lightly.

Mill stood at the door of room 320 and knocked on the door, it was Martin who opened the door, and then he entered the room, he didn't see Ruili in the room.

He asked Martin, "Where has Miss Ruili gone?" ”

"She's resting next door, sir." Martin said.

As Martin closed the door, an extremely stealthy wind blew, and she quickly ran through the smoke in front of the hallway and downstairs, but the smoke turned into her afterimage, lingered for a moment, and dissipated in an instant.

Mir leaned back on the couch very tired and said, "Martin, let's go somewhere tonight." ”

"It's raining outside, sir." Martin said, looking out the window.

"I know." "As much as I hate the rain, it can't stop me from investigating," Mill said. ”

Martin felt that a rainy night was not an opportunity to investigate the case, and that ghosts would not appear in such ghostly weather.

He looked out the window, and on such a stormy night, it was best to drink wine and watch the laughter of beautiful women.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly brightened, and there was a deafening thunder, booming, and it hid in the dark clouds, looking for a target to attack.

Martin smacked his lips timidly and said, "Sir, are you really going?" ”

"Of course, I've decided."

Mir wasn't sleepy, his mind was always thinking about Lisa and Kra, Wald Rue wouldn't be coming to the hotel, Chris wasn't coming, they were enjoying themselves on a rainy day.

"I think Vincent is up to the task, sir." "Miss Ruili can do it too, she can go along," Martin said. ”

"She and Vincent have other tasks." Mill said.

Martin pointed out the window and said, "They're not coming, sir." ”

Mill heard what Martin meant, there might be no one in the ballroom area of the inn, and Vincent was there, at least he could keep Lisa safe.

As for the tavern area on the second floor, he couldn't be sure, when he went upstairs just now, he had already seen several drunks, lying on the ground on their backs, and he was worried that he would still get up late at night to look for wine.

The owner of the inn is even less likely to drive them away, and the owner can make more money by letting them drink the wine.

"You go find two raincoats first, Martin." Mir looked at his pocket watch and said, "Let's leave later." ”

"Yes, sir." "We can wait for the rain to get lighter before we go," Martin said. ”