Mir observed the back of Yaheng leaving, he was a little depressed, and gradually lowered his head, and slowly left the new house, because he had not succeeded, and he had miscalculated.

Mir looked out the window and watched Yaheng's next move, instead of returning to Paulina's house, Yaheng walked in the direction of the New Orleans Inn.

Matilda placed the cat in her arms on the fireplace, and she hurried to the door to find out if Chris was still alive.

Although Yaheng did not do any harm to Chris, Matilda was still worried that Chris would die, after all, it was her half-brother, and if Chris really died, then Matilda would not be able to be favored and protected by her brother from now on.

Mir immediately put down the cup in his hand and ran to the door, he didn't want Chris to die either, then he crouched down and checked Chris's injuries, trying to wake Chris up.

"Ahem," Chris slowly opened his eyes and said weakly to Mir, "Thank you." ”

Chris's face was extremely pale and terrifying, like a bloodless cold corpse, making the last of its struggles.

"How do you feel? Chris. Mir asked with concern.

Matilda and Mir helped the limp Chris to his feet and slowly brought him to the couch in the room, where he could lie down quickly, and they sat down at each end of the couch.

Chris lay quietly on the sofa for a while and said, "You don't have to worry, I don't have anything to do, I just feel weak and my head is dizzy, and I don't know how long I can live." ”

"You need to get some rest, Chris." Mill sat down on the couch and said, "You won't die, I've sent him away." ”

Chris straightened up, looked at everything in the house and said, "Is he really gone?" How do you do that? ”

Matilda sat on the other end of the couch and comforted Chris, "Yes, brother, it was Mr. Edward who drove him away, and Mr. Edward poured a cup of piping hot coffee on that hateful man. ”

Chris looked at Mir in surprise, completely unable to believe that Mir would use such a method to get Yaheng out of here with his scars.

"Mir, I'm kind of starting to worship you!" Chris recalls what just happened and says, "He's a messenger of the gods, is that true?" Mill. ”

"He is not a messenger of the gods, but only uses the name of the gods to satisfy his own selfish desires." Mill told Chris to rest in bed.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yaheng's power is not evil. ”

"Yes, the power is given by the gods and is light, but his heart is evil." Mill explained.

"Then he must have deceived a lot of people." Chris recalls: "A month ago, when I was working on a case, I met Paulina a few times, and she was almost always on Bourbon Street late at night, and I was worried that something would happen to her, and I personally sent her home a few times. ”

Mir listened to Chris talk about Paulina, his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, he guessed that Chris and Paulina had already had a relationship, and in the face of Paulina's seduction, Chris absolutely couldn't grasp it.

Just like before, the incident between Chris and Lisa, after Paulina took off all her clothes, Chris couldn't resist Paulina's temptation, and even more couldn't resist Paulina's extremely seductive body.

However, Mir didn't want to expose Chris's behavior that day, because Matilda was here, right next to him, so he didn't want to publicize this kind of ugly thing about Chris, once this kind of thing reached Matilda's ears, then Matilda's relationship with Chris would be estranged.

Chris slept not only with ghosts, but also with weird women, which is not a good thing.

From the moment Chris broke into Paulina's house and looked at each other, Mir had already noticed that the relationship between Chris and Paulina was not simple, like old lovers.

"Is Yaheng Ram Paulina's man?" Mill asked.

"No, it's a lover." Chris replied, "Paulina is divorced, and Yaheng is the one who pursues her. ”

Chris's words were enough to confirm Mir's conjecture.

Even the neighbors, Mr. Tabit and Yaheng, have said that Paulina is not good at socializing, let alone talking, and that there must be a conspiracy in her approach, otherwise how could she tell Chris about her divorce for no reason.

Mir needs to be on the lookout for Chris at all times, and the special relationship between the two symbolizes that Chris has begun to be loyal to Paulina.

Although Paulina and the ghost seem to have no connection on the surface, it is highly likely that they are a group of people, so much so that Chris is loyal to them at the same time, indicating that the person behind Paulina is the one who started it.

He could even imagine that the people in the New Orleans inn were as bizarre and eccentric as Paulina's.

Or maybe there's a more powerful manipulator behind Paulina and Yaheng, and Mir seems to have a clue in his head about this bewildering murder.

As the sky grew darker, the streets were deserted with pedestrians, and every now and then a strong gust of wind would blow up and warning would erupt, and Mir was staring at the time on his pocket watch, waiting for Ruili and Martin to return.

The dark clouds had foreshadowed a storm in the morning, and it was already evening, and they had not returned.

Matilda asked softly while Chris was asleep, "Mr. Edward, I heard that hateful man say that you are..."

"Are you really the devil?" Matilda hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.

Mir was amused by Matilda's simple words, and he replied, "Do you think I look like the devil?" Miss Matilda. ”

Matilda put down the warm cup in her hand and looked up at Mir, a warm smile on his handsome face, and she didn't feel a trace of horror.

Unlike his brother, there is always some kind of evil hidden on his handsome face, especially those terrifying eyes, as well as a grim smile, and the curvature at the corners of his mouth.

"Not at all." Matilda was infected by Mir and said with a smile, "He is the devil compared to Ahim." ”

"Yes, he is a heinous man, he wants to use the power of light to gain the worship of mankind for him, and even lose himself, as for the final ending, he will send all the worshippers to the altar and use them to sacrifice to the gods."

As soon as Mir finished speaking, Ruili and Martin stood at the door with a full package in their hands, and they were like chickens in soup, crying without tears, complaining about everything.

"Damn it!" Martin threw the package aside in disgust, shook his wet clothes, and said, "Sir, do you have any hot coffee?" ”

At the moment when Martin sat down in his chair, Sibylla on the fireplace sat up, round eyes looking at Martin and licking his sharp paws.