"Damn! The guy is gone. Vincent stood stunned and exclaimed.

He couldn't imagine that a witch would be so powerful that she could disappear into thin air, and he hoped that one day in the future he could be able to leave like a witch in style.

He didn't know who would win or lose if the witch and Father Cavendish faced off in the future, he had never seen Father Cavendish actually make a move, he had only seen the shocking images in Father Cavendis's house, and the strange scene just now.

He acknowledged the strength of Father Cavendis, and he admitted that the witches were terrified of it, but in his heart they were equally terrible.

He secretly made up his mind that he would never let Father Cavendish down on him, and he needed to find some free time to practice the exorcism taught by Father Cavendis.

He had just heard a conversation between Father Cavendish and the witch, who was going to hand over the murderer, and he was very much looking forward to seeing who the real murderer was.

When the chief's condition improves, or when he really recovers, he needs to tell the chief everything about tonight as soon as possible, even if it is all the details.

However, he felt a little sorry for what kind of punishment Sibylla would receive from the witch when he returned, and he couldn't get the first step because he didn't have any ability to fight the witch.

Otherwise, Sibylla would obediently follow her back to the house tonight, and tell them what she had said before, so that the clues to the murder would be frowned upon.

His mind was still pondering Sibylla's statements, and he was always skeptical of Sibylla's words, even though it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, it was better than not having a clue at all.

After tonight, he's going to spend the night at the New Orleans inn, and this time, he's targeting the innkeeper.

In order to avoid an unannounced appearance in the hotel, he now has to wake Martin up and get him to come up with an idea.

He had to thank Martin, for his desperate gamble, otherwise he wouldn't have seen the shock tonight, as Martin said - maybe there will be surprises in my participation, maybe there will be other unexpected things happening.

It was a surprise, an accident, and a fright, and he wanted to make a sincere apology for Martin's recklessness and bravery.

He knew that he hated Martin before, hated his stinky mouth, and was always nagging in front of him, and telling himself from time to time.

He now saw Martin's shortcomings as strengths, and felt a little respect for the teacher he had been a teacher for several days.

He raised his right arm, his gaze fell on the amulet, and he gently touched the amulet with his fingers, and was stunned for a moment.

Then he put the amulet in his trouser pocket, thinking that when he returned, he would return it to the chief.

"Martin! Wake up! He walked around the front of the couch and crouched on the floor, trying to wake up the sleeping Martin.

After a few minutes, Martin said yes in a coma, and he wanted to do it, but felt his headache splitting and his mind was in a trance.

"! Damn it! Martin exclaimed, "What's wrong with me?" Why does my head hurt so much? ”

Vincent rubbed Martin's temples with both hands and said, "Martin, how are you feeling now?" ”

"It seems to be better."

Martin opened his eyes and said, "Thank you, Vincent. ”

"You're welcome, Martin." Vincent said, "I was about to apologize to you." ”

"What? Is the sun coming out in the west? Or is something wrong with my ears? Martin was taken by surprise by Vincent's words.

"I used to be wrong, but after reflection I found my own problem." Vincent said sincerely, "I believe you have accepted my apology. We're still brothers, aren't we? ”

"Oh! No! Martin exclaimed.

"Don't do that, Vincent, I'm afraid I'll fall in love with you if I'm not careful." Martin quipped.

Vincent's eyes widened as he looked at Martin and said, "I don't like men. ”

Martin struggled to hold on to the couch with his hands and said, "Don't worry, Vincent, I accept your apology, but I don't seem to have heard anything about it." ”

Vincent withdrew his hands and took a few steps back, feeling that the proper apology had to be shown to Martin, otherwise it would be insincere.

"That's it, Vincent." Martin made a stop gesture and said, "Vincent, what the hell is going on?" ”

Martin felt like Vincent was a different person, and suddenly found that Vincent was extremely polite, and there seemed to be an indescribable sense of strangeness and distance between them.

This feeling came naturally in Martin's heart, always far and near, and he thought that Vincent himself had suddenly become polite, and he could not accept such a fact.

"Vincent, you're making me feel strange like this." Martin said.

Martin went on to say, "I've accepted your apology, Vincent, and I hope you'll be the same as usual, and we'll still have fights, even fights." ”

Martin sat on the couch and watched Vincent bow deeply to him, and he didn't have the strength to rush over to stop Vincent's movements.

Martin's body was extremely weak: "Vincent, get up! Don't pout there! ”

Martin's eyes were fixed on Vincent, who didn't seem to have any intention of getting up, and he said, "Hey! If Miss Ruili sees it, then she will definitely say mine! I don't want her to see it! ”