"Someone of the same skin color as Martin?" Mir was surprised.

Mir now suspected that the man Jacques was talking about was someone from Hispaniola or from the Ivory Coast.

Mill continues to wonder what led to the murder and what the killer's ultimate purpose was.

He couldn't suspect anyone at this point, doubt would disrupt his thoughts, and he was going to pick up some other clues on the corpse now.

"Jacques, you're a dead man now, you're not going to live in New Orleans, you have to hide." Mill said, "You should find a place where no one is and get out of here by boat, or I can find you a house." ”

"Oh, my God! I don't want that, Mr. Edward. Jacques said, "Am I not going to be able to show myself from now on?" ”

"Jacques, listen, as long as we catch the murderer, you can see the light of day again." Mill stood up and said, "As for this time, you need to stay in the house, or I can find a way to get you out of here, you choose." ”

Jacques sat on the ground and thought about it, he couldn't say anything, he didn't know what to do.

If that's the case, he thought to himself that it would be better not to let Mir save him, maybe one day, the murderer will find out that he is not dead, but alive, then the murderer will be tempted to find his traces again.

"Mr. Edward, I don't want to leave New Orleans, I have nowhere else to stay." Jacques said.

"There's a good chance I'm not going to fit in anywhere else, and I've been in New Orleans for years, so I'm very comfortable here." Jacques continued.

"Well, Mr. Tabit has another house, and I'll ask him to rent you a house when I'm done." Mir tried to soothe Jacques, and he sensed that Jacques was in a bit of a grumpy mood.

"Thank you, Mr. Edward." Jacques said: "Don't worry, I will do what you ask, I will never go out casually, if you don't trust me, you can find someone to keep an eye on me, and it is better to find a right-hand man to protect me." ”

Jacques's words, Mir understood, he was worried that the murderer accidentally found Jacques, and even someone would reveal it, especially the ghost.

"No problem, Jacques." Mill said, "How's Inspector Louie?" ”

"What? Inspector Louie? Jacques was a little surprised: "He didn't have time to care about me, and the murder was a big headache for him." ”

"I'm in a partnership with Inspector Louis right now, and he'll definitely agree to me." Mill had to find something to do for Chris, who often visited the guys in Paulina's house.

Mill kind of regretted working with Chris, Chris couldn't help at all, and since he was changed to what he is by the ghost, a certain strangeness between the two of them has grown.

"Jacques, then you are here now, I need to dig up the body to find some clues." Mill and Martin helped Jacques up at the same time.

"Yes, Mr. Edward, I'm not going to leave here without permission." Jacques said, "I wonder when you're done?" ”

"Soon, very fast." Mill said as he stepped over the fence.

"Let's go, Martin, don't be in a daze." Mill saw that Martin was a little nervous, and didn't know what he was looking at in other directions.

"Sir, I seem to have an ominous premonition." Martin looked back.

Mill asked, "What do you mean?" Corpse or Jacques? ”

"I don't know." Martin looked at the oil lamp and said, "It's just that the hunch is very strong." ”

"Don't think about it, Martin, and my hunch is that I can find some clues on the corpse, trust me." Mir said confidently.

If there are no clues, he can let out the wind and say that Jacques is still alive, so that the murderer will definitely come to the door.

Mir's mind is beyond Martin's guess, Martin just thinks that Mir is doing his best to keep Jacques safe, and has no idea what Mir means to Jacques.

Whether it's the murderer or someone else, Mir believes that Chris can resist for a while, although he is evil now, if he uses the power of evil to do good deeds, it shows that evil has not completely corrupted Chris's heart, and it also includes thoughts and consciousness.

Because he also needed to solve the murder case urgently, he did not want to face the dignified face of Amos Stoddard in person, and he did not want to face the questioning of Father Cavendish in person.

"Sir? What's underneath this? "Martin was almost smoky from the stench of rotting corpses coming from the soil.

Mill stopped digging and said, "It's Ian's body, Martin." ”

"Ian's body sank." Mir pointed to the moist soil and said, "It's Jacques who was lying on top of here. ”

"What the hell!" Martin immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose and said.

"Wait a minute, sir." Martin suddenly thought of something and said: "Since Jacques is still alive, is it possible that the victims of the murder wanted Jacques to be buried alive and finally suffocated to death?" ”

"Yes, Martin, I've thought of that, but I've observed Ian's death before, and it's not like that." Mill analyzed.

"Also, I think the murderer deliberately gave Jacques a chance to survive, don't forget, the murderer is very cunning." Mill said as he dug into the soil.

"It's possible, sir." Martin nodded.

"When I first came here with Inspector Louie, I found a problem about the soil of New Orleans." Mir's mind was reminded of the first time he had been here.

"Beneath the surface is a swamp, and the corpse is very cleverly located between the surface and the swamp, I think the murderer must be very familiar with the environment here, and even know everything here." "So I'm surmising that there's a good chance that the killer was someone who lives in New Orleans, or that he found a helper here," Mill said. ”

Mir dug hard into the soil, digging for a long time, Ian's head and part of his body finally stood out, and then Mir put the shovel behind him, and let Martin approach him, trying to get the light of the oil lamp enough to shine as much as possible on Ian's entire body.

Martin subconsciously turned his head, but unexpectedly, Jacques didn't know where to run.

"Sir, Jacques seems to be gone." Martin exclaimed, frowning.

"What?" Mir looked at Martin in surprise, and then his head turned behind him as well, not seeing Jacques at all, and Mir yelled, "Damn! ”

Seeing that there was no one behind him, Mill fantasized that Jacques had just gone to relieve himself, and that only deception could satisfy his distraught heart.

"He's supposed to be going to release the water, Martin." "Don't worry, he's not going to run around," Mir said. ”