"Vincent, this tone sounds familiar to me." Vincent's remarks reminded Chris of Father Cavendish Priest.

Chris looked at Vinson, and he shuddered when he felt the shadow of Father Cavendish loom in Vinson.

Vincent suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, Inspector Louis, this sentence is from Father Cavendish Priest's diary, I just copied it down and wrote it down in my head." ”

"That's... Is his old man's health okay? Is the body tough? Chris asked with concern.

"Very tough, and yesterday after leaving the dining room, I went to the slave market and found four maids to serve Father Cavendish Priest." Vincent replied.

Chris did not believe that the respected Father Cavendish would need to find four women to serve him, and he was surprised: "What? Are you telling the truth? ”

"It's true, Inspector Louie, but it's not what you think, they're just doing the housework." Vincent worries about Chris's strange thoughts.

Chris rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, next time you go, greet Father Cavendish for me." ”

"Okay, Inspector Louie." Vincent thought of the old man he had met in the dining room yesterday and said, "I have returned from the priest's house to the dining room, do you know what the old man is doing?" ”

Chris's expression became very serious, and he stood in place, his gaze falling on Vincent's for a while, and Martin's for a while.

Martin asked curiously, "What is he doing?" Vincent. ”

"He was eating black feathers, and there was a crow lying dying on the table, and there was a pool of blood nearby." Vincent recalls what he saw.

Martin suddenly looked up at Chris, and to Martin's surprise, Chris's eyes were looking directly at him, and Chris's eyes revealed a hint of fear.

"Vincent, you must be mistaken, your eyes are hallucinating." Martin urgently needed to change the course of the conversation.

"Absolutely impossible." Vincent's tone was very affirmative, indicating that he must be right: "Please believe me! Martin, it's true. ”

"You shut your mouth first! Vincent! Please listen to me first. Martin roared.

"It's raining lightly outside, and now is a good opportunity to rescue the chief." Martin's eyes watched the change in Chris's expression, and he said, "You go and follow Inspector Louie's instructions and go to Miss Paulina first." ”

"Vincent, you stay at the door of her house first, or wait on the first floor, waiting for my orders." Chris said with a blank face.

"Okay, Inspector Louie."

Vincent went downstairs first, going to the kitchen to see what Matilda and Ruili were cooking, with Martin and Chris close behind.

Martin suddenly remembered that he couldn't find any tools near Mill's house, and he said, "Inspector Louie, we need to have a tool that can break through the window." ”

"No, I don't." Chris slowly raised his hands to look at his palms and said, "I feel it has recovered." ”

Martin had eyes on the back of his head, and he could seem to see Chris's hands gesturing behind him, and if he could use his evil powers in the right place, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Yes, Inspector Louie, I already feel it, your fingernails have touched me." Martin quipped.

They didn't see Vincent's shadow on the first floor, and they both thought that Vincent had gone to the kitchen to help out in the first place, and they didn't care at all.

They came to Mir's window, and Chris thought about Martin's description, he needed to see it for himself, and sure enough, the scene inside the room was exactly what Martin described.

"Martin, stay away from me first." Chris stepped back and said.

Martin was very obedient, and he immediately ran to the door of Mr. Thabitt's house, in case Chris inadvertently hurt himself.

Chris closed his eyes slightly, his hands opened instantly, urging the power in his body, and then he immediately opened his eyes, a black light flashed in his eyes, and the black eyeballs suddenly disappeared, revealing white eyes.

Chris could feel that the power was far stronger than before, and he immediately stretched out his arms and pointed his palms at the window, gathering the black mist outside his body into the palms of his hands.

The thick black mist flew towards the window with a crisp sound, and even the house trembled, and Martin stared incredulously at the shocking scene in the distance.

The glass cracked and then shattered, crackling and screeching, scattering outwards and landing on the grass next to the house.

Chris's eyes returned to their original state, then he let out a long sigh and said, "Alright, Martin, we can go in." ”

Chris stepped forward, avoiding the glass shards on the floor, reached out and walked through the window frame, opening it, and he stepped on the windowsill with one foot, and jumped straight into the house with a very fast movement.

And Martin behind Chris, he crouched on the ground, looking down at the shards of glass, the transparent glass had turned a terrible black hue.

Martin didn't watch for long, just a few seconds as he followed Chris's movements, his head almost hitting the window frame above his head, a sharp shard of glass that hadn't fallen.

Chris quickly removed the flintlock pistol from his waist, scanning every corner of the living room with the utmost caution and vigilance, and his body slowly drew closer to the stairs.

Martin didn't do this to Chris, and strode up, wondering who the pouting man was.

"OMG! He's really a sir, Inspector Louis. Martin exclaimed, with a jaw of shock.

Chris made a gesture to shut up Martin and told Martin with his eyes that there might be danger upstairs: "Shhh ”

Martin nodded, following Chris's gesture to make a rush forward as he removed his flintlock pistol and pulled the safe.

When Martin rushed forward, Chris crouched down and stuck his index and middle fingers on Mir's nasolabial fold for a moment.

He felt Mir's breathing uncomparably free, and immediately relaxed his vigilance, and his heart was very happy.

"Come down, Martin, your chief is not dead, he must be asleep." Chris shouted, standing up, putting the flintlock back at his waist.

Martin heard Chris's voice, let down his guard, and hurried out, and as he was about to go downstairs, his eyes saw Mir's strong part, like a huge giant mushroom hanging upside down.

He stood on the steps of the second floor and said in surprise: "Wow! The size of the chief is so big! Even bigger than mine. ”

"How did you do that, sir?" Martin lowered his head to look at the important parts, compared with his hands, and kept smacking his lips, feeling sorry for himself.

Chris hated judging men's objects and yelled, "Hey! Martin! What are you doing there? Go take off his clothes and pants and put them on for him first! ”