Mir was still waiting for Ruili's quarrel, and after a while, Ruili's gentle conversation gradually sounded in Mir's ears.

Mir leaned sideways and saw Ruili walking towards him with the strangely colored cat in her arms, which made Mir puzzled.

He didn't know if Ruili had found the person who was following him, and he hadn't even heard the sound of Ruili talking to people, as if his keen sense of hearing was useless, and besides, where did the cat come from, he thought, it was the presence of the cat that interfered with his hearing.

"Sir, he's gone." Ruili looked at Mir and said, "Miss Matilda's carriage seems to know him, it looks like they've known each other for a long time." ”

"Hmm... As long as he's gone, I'll find a chance to probe Matilda's mouth. Mir's eyes fell on the cat.

"Sir, it's called Sibylla, it's the name I just chosen, what do you think?" Ruili isn't sure if Mir likes cats, she just wants Mir not to interfere.

Mir stared into Sibylla's eyes, as if he didn't notice anything unusual about the cat, and he didn't have a trace of evil, and he couldn't understand why Sibylla was interfering with his hearing.

"It's a nice name, but I hate black." Mir saw the only black on Sibylla and asked, "Do you like cats?" ”

Ruili replied: "In France, I have a cat at home, which is pure black and not docile, but this Sibylla is different. ”

"The identity of its owner must be very noble, and if anyone knows who its owner is, you must give it to him."

Mir was very impressed by Sibylla's lineage, and at this time, its existence seemed to symbolize some kind of sacred meaning, and it is not clear how it came to be.

"Sir, do you know its lineage?" Ruili asked in surprise.

"Yes, Sibylla is a Poman cat, from Gongbang, and I've never seen this cat in New Orleans for ten years." Mir had no idea what its arrival would portend.

Mir looked at Sibylla again with water-clear eyes, bottomless, more like the abyss.

"Let's go, Ruili, they won't be able to find us in a moment."

Mir and Ruili make their way to the next intersection, and with Sibylla near them, Mir can't feel their heartbeat or the direction they are in.

He sighed deeply, groped, checked the footprints on the ground, and followed, hoping to keep up with Chris.

At the second junction, Mill noticed that the sunlight was fading away, and he looked at the sky, where gray-black clouds were driving away, or devouring white clouds, symbolizing that thunderstorms would come today.

"It's going to rain again, sir." Ruili looked at the weather and complained.

"It's time for us to speed things up."

The second junction was extremely long, and Mir and Ruili walked for a long time to reach the third junction, however, Vincent appeared at the end of the second junction.

"Sir, where have you been? Inspector Louie asked me to look for you, fearing something would happen to you. Martin shouted as he rushed over.

Mir responded: "Martin, don't worry, we don't have anything to do, tell him not to worry, I just cleared a tail." ”

Martin went straight to Sibylla, he had never seen a cat of this bloodline, but he felt that it was beautiful, especially its light blue eyes, and wanted to pet it.

But Sibylla ignored Martin and was very repulsed, and raised its sharp claws and grabbed Martin's fingers fiercely, making a white mark on Martin's rough skin, which was extremely bright, but did not shed any blood.

"Oh! Damn it! Martin felt the burning sensation on his skin and said angrily, "Miss Ruili, you can throw it away!" ”

"It just hates you." Ruili said with a smile.

Martin had been discriminated against by the cat, and if the cat wasn't in Ruili's arms, Martin would have thrown it out into the road and kicked it hard, which he didn't think was cruel.

"Really?" Martin was extremely unbalanced, and he said, "Miss Ruili, you'd better hold it all the time, and hold it while you sleep, and don't let it run around, or I'll throw it somewhere else." ”

"Martin, one day, if it's gone, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish." Ruili's eyes stared at Martin fiercely, and she said in a cold tone.

Martin felt Ruili's imminent anger and fled to Mir's side, he smiled at Ruili, and at the same time, Sibyla's pupils gradually narrowed, the white beard on his face shook proudly with the help of the breeze, and two thin long teeth leaked from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Martin fiercely.

Martin saw Sibylla's arrogance and domineering appearance, which made Martin feel a trace of fear in his heart, and Sibylla took Martin as a prey, and in Sibylla's eyes, Martin was like a giant black mouse with a sperm.

"Here we are, sir." Martin avoids Ruili and Sibylla entirely.

As Mill stood in front of the restaurant, he saw that the exterior of the house was dilapidated, as were several houses in the vicinity, all of which had not been renovated or repaired.

Mir took into account that the owners of the houses had a nostalgic heart, and that these houses had French architectural features, and they just wanted to keep them, not without money.

He looked through the window, and there were hardly any people in the restaurant who were eating except Chris, and probably the people who came here to dine would feel that the house could collapse at any moment.

Mill looked at the roof and saw a few crows there, unable to hear any chirping, and felt a little strange, as if they were asleep.

Inside, Mill saw an old man standing at Chris's table ordering food.

Mill looked at the old man, who was a little about the same age as Father Cavendish was, with a fat build, and his silver hair was not only thick but long, almost close to his shoulders.

"What do you want to eat?" The old man's tone was a little slow, he asked.

Mill sat down and said, "Same as them." ”

Since Chris can recommend this place, they must have ordered the most authentic food.

The old man nodded, passing by Ruili's position, he looked at the cat in Ruili's arms and praised, "Beautiful girl, your cat is very beautiful." ”

"Thank you." Ruili replied politely with a smile.

She could tell from the old man's eyes that he knew Sibylla, but he only glanced at Sibylla before leaving the hall.

"Aren't there any maids here?" Ruili asked curiously.

"No, he doesn't like to hire maids, the restaurant is his own, and almost all of his children died in the fire." Chris replied, "He's a lonely old man now. ”

Mill seemed to understand Chris's intentions, he was taking care of the old man's business, but Chris's kindness at this time made Mill feel a little uneasy.

Chris had just finished answering Ruili's words when Sibyla's hair exploded again, and then immediately jumped off Ruili's lap and fled.