Everyone was stunned by the first impression of Mir's recovery, he took a shower, trimmed his hair, shaved his beard, and his spirit and appearance were simply refreshed.

At this moment, he stood in front of the sofa, staring blankly at a suit of clothes, the detective suit had brought him back, and his mind was still hesitating whether to wear it or not.

Martin and Vincent were eager to try it out because they saw that the costume was a bit new, but Mill didn't let them touch it.

"Sir, if you don't wear the newly customized clothes, are you waiting to feed the dust?" Martin was a little confused.

Mir sighed and said, "The murder hasn't been solved yet, and I'm not worthy of it yet." ”

Vincent stood beside Mir and asked, "Sir, does this suit have a symbolic meaning?" ”

"Yes, Vincent, you're right." Mir said, "When the murderer is caught, I will customize a set for each of you." ”

"Thank you, sir, I can't wait." Martin said, "Shall we leave tomorrow morning?" ”

Mill closed his eyes to feel where Chris was at this moment, then he opened his eyes and whispered, "Go at midnight." ”

"What?" Ruili was surprised: "Sir, why did you choose to be at midnight?" ”

Ruili's identity has not been used yet, but the outfit on her body has never been changed, and she still wants to wear this dress to rest for a night, and it has only been a few hours.

"Didn't Inspector Louie say to go tomorrow?" Ruili continued.

"Tomorrow? There's something to do tonight tonight. Mir didn't want the victim to appear in the hotel again: "Ruili, you are the captain, after dinner, you take Vincent directly to the hotel, the room is still the same as before." ”

"Yes, sir." Ruili and Vincent said at the same time.

Mill said, "Martin, you're going to go with me late at night to some very important places. ”

"Yes, sir." Martin put his hand on the flintlock pistol and said, "Looks like I need to bring some more ammo." ”

"Let's get ready, everybody."

When they had left the house and were on their way to the new house, Mill put away the clothes on the couch and thought about hanging them neatly in the cupboard.

To Mir's surprise, Matilda came out of the kitchen and said, "Mr. Edward, aren't you going to rest tonight?" You're just getting better. ”

"Miss Matilda, rest assured, I'm fine." Mir said, glancing into Matilda's eyes.

"Aren't you going to tell my brother about this?" Matilda's gaze swept over one layer and said, "Where is my brother?" ”

"I don't know, he wasn't here when I came back." After Mir finished speaking, his eyes glanced in the direction of Paulina's house.

Mir sensed that Chris was already in Paulina's house, suggesting that the guy who opened the door that night must have been the work of a ghost.

What they were talking about in the house, Mir couldn't hear, except vaguely felt that there was a strange guy there.

"Miss Matilda, please don't worry about me, my mind is all on the clues to the murder right now." Mir said, "When the murderer is caught, I will take you out for a vacation." ”

Mir began to fantasize that after his vacation, he was about to set foot on French soil in search of Alina.

Alina had been away from New Orle for a few days, and I wondered how she was doing in France, whether she had adapted to life there, especially her father, and whether she had married other nobles.