Mir saw a carriage in the distance slowly approaching his house, and he feared that it should be Chris's men riding in the carriage with the window repair workers, and he urgently needed to find a place to hide.

"Mr. Thabitt, may I go to your house and sit down?" Mill asked.

Karl replied, "Of course, I was about to invite you to my house for a while, when I bought some new bottles of wine." ”

Mir bowed his head and followed Carl back to the house, where he took off his dark blue coat and hung it behind the door, then threw his bulging dark brown briefcase on the couch.

"Mr. Edward, let's go there." Carl said, pointing in the direction of the table.

"What do you want to drink? Mr. Edward. Carl asked, standing next to the kitchen.

Karl turned his head and said, "Mr. Tabitt, I like to drink brandy. ”

"Okay, please wait for me a moment."

Carl immediately went into the kitchen, leaving Mill on a chair at the dining table, and he began to look at the décor and layout of Carl's house.

Although the furnishings of his home are similar to those of his new house, everything in his house is extremely shabby, and compared with his own house, it feels like a temporary residence, not like his own real home.

Mill had made occasional visits to Carr's home, and it was extremely palatial, and he had not visited since the fire, as Mr. Tabbitt was often on business.

Mill heard footsteps coming from the kitchen, and asked, "Mr. Tabitt, this is not your home at all." ”

"I spent all my money on the house before I built it, and after the fire, I even wanted to open it." Karl's chubby body gradually appeared in front of Mir and said, "I'm too old to toss anymore, just keep it simple, maybe some kind of disaster will happen one day." ”

"We are human beings, not God, and disasters are unpredictable." Carl said.

"Yes, Mr. Thabitt, I'm about to share your opinion." Mir took the glass from Karl and said, "She's gone, enjoying the glory and riches." ”

"Miss Alina, where has she been?" Karl took a sip of wine and said, "No wonder I haven't seen her these days. ”

"She's back to her hometown, it's France." Mir said, staring at the wine in the glass.

Carl was surprised and asked, "What?" When did this happen? ”

"It was a few days ago, and you should still be in Philadelphia at that time." Mill sighed softly.

"Monsieur Edward, why don't you come with her to France? I think Lady Rosalie is also very willing. Karl asked, "Didn't Lady Rosalie agree?" ”

Mill shook his head and said, "No, because of Ian, he went to see God." ”

"OMG!" Carl exclaimed, he stopped drinking and asked, "Is it a murder?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Tabbitt, the dead are Ian." Mir said as he drained his glass in one gulp.

"What about the murderer? Did you catch it? Karl asked.

The thought of the murderer makes Mir's head hurt, and if he tells Carl about it, then Carl will laugh at himself.

"Not yet." Mir's tone betrayed disappointment: "There are no clues at all now. ”

Karl saw Mir's very depressed expression and encouraged him: "Mr. Edward, don't be discouraged, I believe in your ability, since you can do the position of a detective, it means that you have the ability to solve this case." ”

"Didn't Inspector Louie help?" Carl continued.

Mill didn't want to mention Chris at all right now, saying, "Help, we're working together in the shadows, but it's still the same, and the clues are still clueless." ”

"You should go to those suspicious people." Carl reminded Mill.

"Suspicious people are everywhere, and I don't know where to start." Mill spread his hands and said, "Detective, I don't want to do it anymore." ”

"Don't do that, Mr. Edward." Carl persuaded: "Believe my vision, you will definitely solve the case." ”

After another encouragement from Carl, Mir gradually regained his lost confidence, and then he raised his glass and collided with Carl's.

"Thank you, Mr. Thabitt, cheers."

"Mr. Edward, it should be me who said thank you, if it weren't for you, my life would be the same as Ian's, I would have gone to see God a long time ago."

By the time Carl had finished saying this, the car had actually stopped in front of Mill's house, and he could almost hear Chris's men sternly telling the window repairers.

"Mr. Tabitt, when are you going to Florida?" Mir tried not to let Carl hear anything outside.

"Hmm... Maybe in a few days, they seem to be discussing a big event, but I don't want to participate at all, so I deliberately delayed the trip. Karl said with a lament.

"What's the big deal?" Mill asked.

"Something about the red people." Karl replied.

"Isn't this avoidable?" Mir couldn't understand: "It's their sin. ”

"It's already decided, and it can't be changed." Karl also learned from Mir and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"They will be punished as they deserve in the future." Mill put down his glass and said, "Mr. Tabitt, have you ever been to stay at a New Orleans inn?" ”

"Of course, what's wrong?" Karl looked up at Mir.

Mill wanted to know everything Carl could know, "Have you ever noticed the people in the kitchen?" ”

Carl thought for a moment and said, "Hmm... Never noticed. ”

Carl continued: "Did the man in the kitchen have anything to do with the murder? ”

"I can't speculate at this time that there is a person who seems to have never existed, but someone has mentioned that he is a man and very suspicious." Mill replied.

"That's a very suspicious person." Cal leaned back in his chair and said, "You can choose to pay more attention while he's there, and since he's related to the case, he'll definitely show up at some point." ”

"Maybe, wait until I'm completely cured." "There's already a third murder and I'm still waiting for another guy to automatically get Hyun," Mir said. ”

"Another guy?" Karl asked curiously, "Who is he?" ”

"Walde Roux is a few police officers sent from France to conduct criminal investigations, and the leader of them is a short man." Mir replied with a certain amount of resentment.

"Listen to you, he's your opponent, more like your enemy." Carr said.

"No, he can't be called, he's just a wine bag and a rice bag, and now he's jumping off the wall, and he's caught two scapegoats, and it's my men." "I'm still wondering how I'm going to get rid of them," Mir said. ”

"You'd better observe the suspicious person you said first."