Martin and Vincent made something to eat in the new house and put all the food on the table, and Vincent complained that Martin's food was not good at all.

"Hey, it's nice to have something to eat." Martin glanced at Vinson and said, "We eat these things a lot. ”

"It's kind of an alternative food I've tasted, but it's probably the first time I've eaten it, and I'm not used to it yet." Vincent said, chewing on the food in his mouth.

Martin stopped his hand and said, "Don't worry, you'll love it later." ”

Martin continued: "I saw Inspector Louis go out of the chief's house just now, and I don't know what he was doing. ”

Vincent hoarded the food in his cheeks and said, "Why didn't I see it?" ”

"You were upstairs at the time." Martin said.

Vinson asked, "Could he be going to the New Orleans Hotel?" I don't want to meet him there later. ”

Martin replied, "I don't think so, seeing him in a hurry, he must have gone to the man who repaired the windows in the chief's house." ”

"It's better to be like this." Vincent continued to chew on something.

"Actually, it's good to see it, it just so happens that you want to ask Inspector Louis for help." Vinson said.

Martin was surprised and asked, "Help?" How can it help? ”

"That annoying dwarf, who knows what he's doing in the hotel."

Vincent fantasized that Wald Rue was in the room at this time, or that he was doing something else with the beautiful girl in his arms.

"I forgot about it." Martin said, "Wait a minute, in case he does find a clue." ”

"According to Walter Roux's character, he will never listen to Inspector Louie, and maybe there will be a quarrel." Martin finished his plate and leaned back in his chair as he spoke.

"yes, that's not a good thing to say." When Vincent thought of Walter Rude's face, he couldn't eat the food anymore, and he even felt nauseous.

Vincent wiped his mouth and said, "It's best to quarrel, then we won't have a chance to go to the hotel to investigate openly." ”

Martin looked at the plate in front of Vincent, leaving a small piece of meat that he needed to eat it all.

"Vincent, it's not good to waste food." Martin said, gesturing to the plate.

Vincent touched his stomach and said, "Martin, I really can't eat, it's because you mentioned Waldrue just now, so I can't eat." ”

"No, don't transfer this to me, you brought it up, Vincent." Martin recalls the conversation.

"Is it really me?" Vincent said, glancing into Martin's eyes.

"Of course." Martin said with a shrug.

Vincent spread his hands and said, "Oh, no, Martin, it's Inspector Louis that you brought up, and you said he's out." ”

"Damn, I forgot again." Martin patted his forehead and said.

"What's going on with you today? Martin, your memory has never been so bad. Vinson said.

Vincent watched Martin closely, suspecting that he seemed to have suddenly changed as a person.

"Maybe I didn't rest, okay." Martin rubbed his temples and said, "I can't tell you how I feel, I'm sure it must have something to do with my lethargic state last night." ”

"Okay, don't think about it so much, we can leave for the hotel."

"I can't wait."

Martin was the first to stand up, and then went out the window, looking out at Mir's house, he was very eager to see what Ruili and Matilda were doing in the chief's house, and whether they were treating the chief.

"I seem to have forgotten, what's our excuse for going to the hotel?" Vincent then stood up and asked.

"Going to live in a hotel, wouldn't the innkeeper not welcome us? If he refuses, then his hotel may not be here for long. Martin looked back.

"It's Walter Lu, he's supposed to ask." Vinson said.

"If it weren't for the face of the chief and Inspector Louie, I would have wanted to beat him up a long time ago." Martin clenched his fists and said, "As long as he doesn't provoke me, he can ask whatever he likes, and we'll just be dumb." ”

Vincent nodded, he thought Martin's last words were right, and he said, "That's a good idea. ”

Martin looked away from Mir's window and said, "Go!" ”