Vincent also removed his flintlock pistol, and he followed Martin closely, slowly moving towards the door.

"Martin, are we just going to break in?" Vincent asked, looking around the darkness.

Martin pointed ahead and said, "No, let's stand in the middle of this corridor and wait and see." ”

Martin wasn't sure what was in the room, maybe there were people, maybe no people, maybe even dead people, or ghosts.

He'd met ghosts before, and if it weren't for the commander's timely rescue, he might have gone to see God a long time ago.

How could he have time to run here to find clues to the murder, and with the lessons of the past, he became more cautious this time.

He and Vincent stood for a moment, their eyes on the door at the same time, Martin still hesitating.

"Shall we move on?" Vincent asked.

"Wait." Martin replied.

Vincent thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you find a way to light the lights in the hallway first?" And then let's try to get in again? ”

"No, what if the light is lit and the door closes suddenly?" "I suspect there must be a murderer in the room who is there, most likely the real murderer," Martin said. ”

As soon as Martin said this, Vincent felt that if the murderer was really in the house, he could immediately rush in, and then kick the murderer hard and press the murderer firmly to the floor.

"Martin, I can't wait." Vinson laughed and said, "We caught the real culprit, and we have credit for the murder." ”

"I always felt like things weren't that simple." Martin's heart was once again shaken with a strong sense of foreboding.

"Martin, you're complicating things a bit." Vincent raised his flintlock pistol and said, "Originally, it was very simple, let's rush straight in, and if anyone resists, we can punch a few holes in his head." ”

Martin shook his head and said, "Then there is no proof of death." ”

"We'd better catch it alive." Martin continued.

Martin was counting the time, half an hour had passed, and he didn't see anything unusual in the doorway.

He could now be sure that this was the perfect opportunity to break into the room, and he didn't want to miss it, and he didn't want to lose it.

"Let's go." Martin gestured to Vincent.

The closer Martin felt to the room, the more he could feel his own heartbeat, pounding and pounding.

"Vincent, do you feel something is wrong?" Martin asked.

Vincent glanced behind him and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it except that it's pitch black here. ”

"You said Laura, wasn't she the only one in the kitchen downstairs?" Vincent thought of Martin as he walked up the stairs in a daze.

"Yes, that's right." "There's no one on the second floor, and it's the same on the third floor," Martin said. ”

"This shows that Walter Roux sent everyone out, and the hotel is not the place where the real murderer committed the crime again." Vincent reasoned.

Vincent's purpose in coming to the hotel this time was to investigate the boss, but unfortunately he was not here at this time, so he had to follow Martin to do something else first.

"Hmm... Sounds very reasonable. ”

Martin and Vincent had already reached the door of the house, and Martin had Vincent stand at the other end of the doorway, waiting for Martin's next order.

Martin gestured that he was about to break down the door together, and as soon as the flintlock gun opened the safety, the two men kicked in the door.

Martin and Vincent stood in the center of the room, stunned by the sight of a sheriff in police uniform, the same death as the three men before him.

"! We seem to have fallen into a trap, Vincent. Martin yelled.

"Martin, you make sure he's still alive." Vincent said, glancing at the fat-headed, big-eared sheriff on the bed.

"No, no, no! Let's get out of here! ”

Martin immediately rushed out of the room with Vincent, but suddenly all the lights in the hallway were turned on, and the hallway was full of French police officers, and they were blocked.

Walter Roux squeezed out behind the officers, a wicked smile on his lips, and his eyes looked up at Vincent and Martin from time to time.

"How are you?" Wald Rue feigned surprise and said.

"We're here..."

Vincent was about to speak, but Martin dragged him aside, then glanced at Vincent and said, "We're here to share your case." ”

"That's right." Walde Rue smiled and pointed to Martin's rear and said, "The case is there." ”

"I heard Miss Ruili say that you will never investigate privately, how can this matter be solved?" Wald Rue said, clasping his arms in his hands.

"You didn't hear what I just said, did you?" Martin got a little impatient, he pressed his anger and tried not to get too entangled with Walter Roux, he said, "Then I'm repeating that." ”

"I said I was here to share the case with you, Mr. Waldrew, did you hear me this time?" Martin said helplessly.

"Oh." Wald Roux pointed behind Martin again and said, "The case is in the room." ”

"I know, he's dead." Martin said.

"How do you know?" Wald Rue asked.

Martin replied, "As soon as Vincennes and I entered, he was already dead. ”

"Could it be such a coincidence?" Waldrew turned back and said, "We've all seen you two coming out of the room." ”

"What? Are you suspicious of the two of us? Suspect that we are both murderers? The more Martin listened, the more strange it felt.

Wald Rue shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I didn't doubt it at all. ”

"Ah, that's easy." Martin said with a long sigh of relief.

"Yes, it's simple, it's very simple." Wald Rue made a gesture to move the officers behind him forward and said, "Catch them for me!" ”

"Damn it!" Martin yelled, "Shorty, what are you going to do to us?" ”

"You two are the real murderers of the murder, and the evidence is conclusive." Walter Rue said very arrogantly.

"! You did it on purpose! It's a trap! Martin struggled hard.

Martin and Vinson had been pressed to the floor by many police officers, and Ward Russell walked over with a slow pace, and said in a strange way, "I'm so sorry you two, we've been waiting for two days." ”

Wald Rue raised his leg and put one foot on Martin's body and said, "The murderer did not wait, but he waited for you." ”

Wald Rue wiped his shoes with his sleeve and said, "Do you confess here or at the police station?" ”

"Bastard! Stupid guys! Vincent gritted his teeth and scolded, "Short! Do you know who I am? ”

"You're a murderer." Walter Rue retracted his foot and said.

Martin gasped and said, "Aren't you worried that my commander will get angry?" ”

"Is it Mr. Detective Edward?" Walter Rue shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your chief is sick, can he still come here to investigate the case?" ”

Both Martin and Vincent heard Wald Rough's taunt of Mir, and the rest of the matter was left to Wald Roux's interrogation.