"Hey, what's your name?" Ruili leaned lightly on the edge of the table, clasped her arms with both hands, and observed a strange man very carefully.

The man kept his head down, moved extremely quickly with the knife in his hand, and made some patterns of various colors on the plate.

"Marcos Borg." The man replied.

"You're like an iceberg." Ruili praised: "Seeing it, your cooking skills are great." ”

"Thank you." Marcos continued to fiddle with the knife in his hand: "It's just me working. ”

"yes, it looks pretty cool." Ruili casually picked up the chopped tomatoes on the table, put them in her mouth and said, "The murderer's methods seem to be a little worse than yours." ”

Marcos's hand paused suddenly, and then continued to cut the fruit, without making any reply, but all this was seen by Ruili.

"I want to know where all the people in the hotel have gone, tell me if you will pick up?" Ruili asked.

"They went to the stables in the triangle of the hotel, and recently a bunch of bantams came in, probably because they thought it was very strange and ran there to see them," Marcos said. ”

"You got the horse?" Ruili asked.

Marcos asked rhetorically, "Why do you think it's me?" ”

Ruili replied, "I haven't seen you in a few days. ”

"Yes, it's the boss's arrangement." Marcos nodded and said, "Hmm... I heard about a murder in the hotel. ”

"Who did you listen to? Did Laura tell you? Ruili asked, looking at Marcos' side face.

"Yes." Marcos said, "You don't suspect me, do you?" ”

"No, I just came here to find out what happened, I think you should understand." "As a detective, you need to be responsible for everyone here," Ruili said. ”

"Yes, I understand." Marcos said, "Sir, just ask. ”

"Where are you from?"

"Florida."

"How long have you been here?"

"Fifteen years."

Ruili looked at Marcos' long dark brown curls and said, "You look a little young, though a little scruffy. ”

"I'm used to it." Marcos gradually raised his head, turned to Ruili, and looked directly at her as she said, "I used to be a bum. ”

Ruili confronts a man with angular features up close for the first time, thinking that Marcos is slightly more handsome than Chris, just a little haphazardly curled in his hair.

She stared at Marcos's face and saw that his bushy beard was very beautiful, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The bridge of the nose is extremely high, and the lips are somewhat thick, like a mixed race, but the eyes reveal a hint of melancholy.

Ruili's eyes suddenly dodged to the side and said, "Can't you hear the praise?" ”

"No one has ever complimented me." Marcos kept his initial form and said, "Thank you. ”

"And do you know Laura's man?" Ruili whispered, "He's a bum, too. ”

"I've met a few times, but I'm not familiar with it." Marcos put down his knife and said, "He always comes here to eat and drink." ”

"Do you dislike him too?" "Laura's man, I met once that night, I just couldn't remember his name," Ruili said. ”

Marcos's tone was tinged with anger: "You should ask Laura about this, not me, sir." ”

"It looks like your relationship isn't getting along very well." Ruili stared straight ahead.

"You've pursued Laura, and you're very fond of her, isn't that true?" Ruili continued.

Marcos picked up the knife, this time picking up speed, and with a gesture that seemed to be intended to drive Ruili away - it was better to keep the pesky female detective away from him.

Ruili continued, "He is your rival, Laura is in love with another man, and she chooses to abandon you. ”

"Enough! Miss! Marcos said angrily: "It's done!" You can serve it to your chief! ”