"Sir, can you be sure she's not the murderer?" Martin's expression was extremely frightened.

Mir nodded and said, "I'm pretty sure the real ghost didn't show up." ”

Martin sat restlessly on the bed, his eyes locked on the sheets on the floor, and then gasped quickly, he felt the air at this time extremely sweet, and he wanted to inhale a little more.

"Sir, I've never felt what true death is like." Martin said.

"And now?" Mill asked.

"I'll probably never be afraid of ghosts anymore." Martin got up and shouted, "Because I slept with her." ”

"Hell! Do you want to turn this into a conversation that you can't get tired of? You're just stupid, Martin. Mir reprimanded, "This is not a good thing, and it is very likely that you will be killed." ”

"Will it? Sir. Martin was stunned for a moment, then blinked and asked.

Mill felt that Martin had no brains, or even any intelligence, and he thought that the three men sent by Uncle Amos were not helpers to help him solve his case, but mischievous fellows.

At least a little more witty than Walter Rue, but Mir didn't see any sparkle in the guys.

"Of course." Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "Except for us, the people of the entire French district who would believe in the existence of ghosts, they only know the bodies of dead people. ”

"If you tell me about it, I'm afraid that both Father Cavendish and Uncle Amos will look at you differently, and you will have to consider the consequences for yourself."

Mir picks up the sheets from the floor and throws them on the bed, and he tells Martin to lay them out and tell him to clean up the mess, especially not for Vincent and Rieley to see.

Mill walked to the window, looking out to see if the rainstorm had subsided, when the sound of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Mill sensed who was standing outside the door, he was Chris, and it was evident that his emotions were extremely angry.

Mill asked Martin to open the door, he didn't know that it was so late, Chris would come in the rain to find him something, and it was very likely that Waldrew Rue had provoked him again.

"Isn't Mill there?" Chris asked Martin angrily.

"Of course." Martin looked at Chris's face and asked in surprise, "Inspector Louie, what happened?" ”

"It's none of your business, Martin, you go find a place to stay for a while."

Chris pulled Martin out of the door and slammed it shut, leaving a dumbfounded Martin standing outside the door, not knowing what he had done wrong and provoking Chris's resentment with him.

"Mir, what have you been doing today?" Chris said angrily.

Mir was very ridiculous in the face of Chris's questioning, and he said, "My friend, you don't understand what you're saying? ”

"Let me ask you, have you ever seen a beautiful girl today?" Chris asked.

Mill did see the pretty girl today, and he said, "One? I did meet a lot of people today, and I don't know which one you're talking about. ”

Chris looked at Mir with a surprised look, he didn't know what the hell Mir had been to today, based on the many girls Mir had said, he thought Mir must have gone out to fool around today.

"Where have you been? Mill. Chris asked.

"The House of Customs." Mill was worried that Chris would think too much, and he needed to find a witness: "I went there to investigate, and Vincent followed. ”

Chris stared at Mir fiercely and said, "You went to that kind of place!" Aren't you worried that I'll send a letter to Miss Alina? You're betraying her. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Chris. Mir exasperated.

"Am I talking nonsense? This is a fact that you cannot deny. Chris argued vigorously.

Mir roared, "Enough! Chris! ”

"Let's calm down, Mir." Chris felt Mir's anger and said, "I don't want to argue with you about the Customs, I'm talking about something else. ”

"Are you trying to make yourself bored?" Mir's anger welled up again.

"No, Mir." Chris sat down in his chair and asked, "Have you ever met a girl in a carriage today?" ”

Mir seemed to remember that she had indeed met a girl named Matilda Bertie in the afternoon, but what did that have to do with Chris.

"Yes." Mill replied succinctly.

"Do you know who she is?"

"I don't want to know who she is, and I don't care who she is." Mill continued: "She's very close to Vincent today, and that has nothing to do with me. ”

Mir had lost his patience and didn't want to listen to Chris's questioning, he didn't understand why Chris didn't say it directly.

"Vincent? Oh no, she's taken a fancy to you, dear Mr. Edward. Chris said in a cold tone.

Mir felt inexplicable, Matilda Bertie should have asked Chris to act as a lobbyist, he had Alina in his heart, so naturally he would not get to know her more deeply.

"What are you trying to express? Chris? "Mir is getting a little impatient.

"There's a beautiful girl, her name is Matilda Bertie, and she's my own sister, you know? Mill. Chris said with a smile.

Mill didn't believe that such a coincidence could happen, Matilda Bertie had taken a fancy to her, which meant that she was going to become Chris's brother-in-law, and his mind was a bit confused right now.

Mir refused, "No, no, no, listen to me, Chris, I already have Alina, you know, I will never be with Matilda Bertie." ”

"I said a lot, but she didn't listen to me." Chris spread his hands and said, "I don't have any choice, so I came to you, only you can solve her longing for you." ”

"What's the matter with me?" Mir said, "As her brother, instead of persuading her, you came to me and blamed me?" Don't you think it's ridiculous? Chris. ”

Chris thought about it, he didn't know what to do next, Matilda Bertie actually sneaked out and was in the same boat as Waldru, and he didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Waldrue poured into Matilda Bertie.

"Mill, I want you to help me one more time." Chris persuaded.

"Oh my God! Could it be my looks that attracted Matilda Bertie? I can't seem to blame for this, right? Mir said helplessly.

Chris nodded and said, "yes, that's it, she's clamoring for me to take her to the New Orleans Inn right now, you know it's dangerous here." ”

"You can go to Vinson to solve it, I can assure you, he is very willing." Mill said, pointing to the next room.

Chris said, "Matilda Bertie is dreaming and shouting your Mir's name, Vincent is useless. ”

"Well, I can promise you." Mir smirked and said, "Still, you're coming with me tonight for one Lafayette, because you don't have a choice." ”