"Sir, if you slow down, my leg will break." Martin said breathlessly.

"Time is of the essence, Martin." Mir gasped and said, "It's time to get to the residential area." ”

"Sir, let's go back and look for the horses, I'm feeling very tired, or take a short break." Martin said, sitting on the ground.

Martin didn't care if there was anyone in the neighborhood or not, he just lay down on the path, put the shovel and oil lamp in his hand aside, and gasped for air with his eyes closed.

Mill stopped and shook his head helplessly, he felt that it would be a burden to bring Martin out, and it would never work without help.

There was no way he would have brought Vincent here, and if one day he couldn't keep his mouth shut and tell the most important clues, the murderer would get away with it.

As for Ruili, he couldn't bring it, because she was a woman, and if she brought her, it might bring a lot of inconvenience to himself.

Martin can, on the other hand, although his mouth is always nagging, but his IQ is very online sometimes.

"Martin, hurry up, it's time for us to go." Mir leaned against the dilapidated wall and looked at the night sky.

"Please allow me to rest for a while, sir." "It's still far from dawn, we have time," Martin said. ”

"No, time is running out, Martin, we need to dig up the bodies and screen them one by one." "We're detectives, and the clues to the murder are still messy, and I need to connect them together," Mill said. ”

Martin immediately sat up and said, "Sir, what can we tell from the corpse?" ”

"The last time we went, nothing was investigated, not even the slightest scar on the body." Martin continued.

"Yes, Martin, that's why I suspect it because I don't have any scars." Mill recalled, "The murderer did nothing seamless, and that's not a good thing. ”

"The murderer should be a very cautious person." Mill continued: "The killer handled the scene very cleanly, as if nothing had happened. ”

Martin frowned and said, "What you say is very reasonable, sir, the murderer's flaw is that he has wiped out all the clues. ”

"That's right, Martin." Mir excitedly said, "You can always say something that makes me happy." ”

"Off topic, sir." Martin stood up and said.

At this time, Mill saw Ian's shadow in Martin's body, and this tone, he felt that his consciousness was wrong.

"Please."

"What do you think of Inspector Louis and Walter Roux?" Martin came to Mir's side and said.

"Well," Mill didn't know how to answer Martin, "why do you ask?" ”

"Sir, you know I hate Waldrue terribly, about the day." "I want him to get out of New Orleans and back to France," Martin said. ”

"You'll need help with Inspector Louie, he's Walderew's chief." "Actually," said Mill, "it's very easy to get him out of here. ”

"Easy? Sir, you're not kidding, are you? Martin was amazed.

"I'm not kidding, it's simple, as long as I catch the murderer, I think he'll get out of the way right away." Mill said.

Martin nodded and said, "Indeed, our priority now is to lose the exhumation of corpses, let's compare." ”

"Yes, Martin, it's time for us to pick up the pace." Mir said, pointing to the shovel and oil lamp on the ground.

Suddenly something occurred to Martin, and as he was about to pick up something, he turned back and said, "Sir, do we need to go to the neighborhood again?" ”

Mir's gaze fell into the distance and said, "No need for the time being, look at the corpse first, and then talk later." ”

Martin turned his head with his mouth open, he didn't know what the chief was thinking now, the corpse, he couldn't get his hands on it at all, even if he looked at it ten times, there would be no clues.