"Oh! OMG! Martin leaned against the window in a dark raincoat and peered into the house, then exclaimed incredulously.

He couldn't believe that there was a bare-ass man pouting at the staircase, like a headless corpse, and he could barely see where the man's head was.

Martin tapped the glass a few times and shouted Mir's name, "Sir! Can you hear me? Feed! Sir! ”

He didn't hear any response from the room, and he didn't see any response from the man.

He came to the door and carefully examined the heavy, sturdy iron door, he was not sure if he could break it, so he had to enter through the window, he was in dire need of help.

It seemed that he had to go to Vincent and Ruili for help, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning, and he didn't know if these two people had gotten up at this time.

Martin's eyelids were so tired that he was already fighting with each other, and he stood on Bourbon Street looking up at the gloomy sky, letting the cold rain lap on his face, and he needed to wash his face and clear it up at the moment.

He was ready to knock on the door now, but he chose the street of Paulina's house, and stood there staring blankly at the dilapidated doors and dark windows.

He wanted to lean against the window and observe the movements, but he wanted to tell Mir about the results of last night's surveillance, and then he would be here at his leisure.

Standing on the stone pavement of the new house, Martin saw Matilda in the window tidying up the house, and said to himself, "She is so virtuous, she does not look at all like a noble lady of grace and magnificence." ”

He knocked tentatively on the door, and someone in the room immediately responded, "Are you Mr. Edward?" ”

Martin listened to the extremely gentle voice, and he said, "Miss Matilda, it's me, I'm Martin Angelus." ”

Matilda put down her work, hurried up to open the door, and said, "Morning, Mr. Angelus. ”

"Morning, dear Miss Bertie." Martin said with a deep bow to Matilda very politely.

"Come in, Mr. Angelus." Matilda looked at the pouring rain behind Martin and said, "Such bad weather. ”

Matilda closed the door and turned to do her unfinished business, while Martin slowly took off his raincoat at the door, his eyes glancing at the hard-working Matilda.

"Put it down, Miss Matilda, this rough work, it doesn't belong to you." Martin said.

Matilda smiled at Martin and said, "It's all right, Mr. Angelus, I just wanted to try, hoping to understand the servants suffering. ”

"Miss Matilda, it is a great pleasure to be your servant." Martin scratched at his wet bangs and said, "In France, do you often be sympathetic?" ”

"Yes, I do that a lot, but my father doesn't like what I do, and in his eyes it seems like I'm doing everything wrong." Matilda sat in her chair and gasped.

"Our fathers are in the same category, and we are comparable." "I hated that kind of high-mindedness," Martin said. ”

"Are they up? Miss Matilda. Martin looked at Matilda and nodded, and immediately stood up and asked.

Miss Matilda replied, "Miss Rieli has not gotten up yet, and neither have Mr. Vincent Junier and my brother." ”

"Miss Matilda, it's inconvenient for me to enter Miss Ruili's room, you get up quickly and wake him up." Martin said hurriedly.

Matilda looked at Martin's face extremely ugly, so she stood up and asked with concern, "What happened?" Mr. Angelus. ”

Martin didn't want to tell Matilda what he had seen, fearing that Matilda would go to Mir's house as soon as possible, and he didn't want Matilda to see that scene.

She would have been frightened if she had actually bumped into the naked man in the house, although Martin wasn't entirely sure if that man was Mir, and he had to think about the rest of Matilda's life.

He could not imagine the state of a young and beautiful girl who would see a naked man so as to tarnish Miss Matilda's eyes.

If it's really Mir, it will make people gossip, especially Chris, who will definitely not let Mir go.

Martin knows how dangerous Chris is, he is not as dangerous as he used to be, although Martin has not seen Chris's strength, but Martin can be sure that he will most likely kill Mir at any time.

With everyone on the same page for the murder, Martin didn't want Mill to break up with Chris, in which case the annoying Ward Rue would become even more rampant.

Walde Roux was looking forward to this day, and Martin didn't want to fulfill his wishes.

"It's nothing, just going to a meeting, it's about murder." Martin took out his pocket watch from his pocket and pretended to be scared and said, "If they don't get up, they'll be late, and the chief will be angry." ”

Matilda then hurried upstairs, followed by Martin, and asked Matilda Vincent which room she slept in.

Matilda pointed to the room in front of her and said, "He was taking care of my brother last night and they slept together. ”

"Thank you."

When Martin saw Matilda enter the room, he crept to the door, gently pushing the door open, leaving a tiny gap.

He wondered if Vincent was safe and sound, his head tilted a little to the left, and he saw Chris lying quietly on the bed, not Vincent.

Then his head tilted a lot to the right, and he saw Vincent lying on the couch, not asleep, Vincent's eyes staring straight at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Martin slowly pushed the door open, and the wooden door didn't make a small sound, just in time to be spotted by Vincent.

Martin made a quiet gesture and looked at Chris, and in a code word, he asked Vincent to go out with him.

Vincent sat up slowly, making a soft sound from the strength of the couch's rebound, his eyes glancing at the sleeping Chris.

Unexpectedly, Chris suddenly rolled over, his face and body facing the other end of the sofa, he squinted and asked, "What time is it?" Vincent. ”

"It's almost seven, Inspector Louie." Vinson said, "How are you feeling right now?" ”

"Very good, very good, thank you for taking care of you, Vincent." Chris yawned.

"You're welcome, Inspector Louie, I'll go to the meeting first." Vincent listened to the small sound of rain outside the window and said, "Inspector Louis, it's raining outside, you and Matilda can stay here." ”

"Damn! It's raining again. ”

Chris sat up and said, "Mir hates this kind of ghost weather just as much as I do. ”

"Morning, Inspector Louie." Martin said hello with a grin.

"Morning, Mr. Angelus."