Waldru's eyes rolled, then he craned his neck and hesitated, "This is Mr. Edward's idea, right?" ”

"No, it was my idea." Martin replied, "It doesn't matter what happened before us, it's all about catching the real murderer." ”

"Mouths and teeth occasionally fight each other." Martin continued.

Wald Rue pondered it for a moment, and he thought there was some truth in what Martin had said.

"I can say yes." He sat down and said.

Martin wanted to reassure Ward Roux: "Don't worry, Mr. Ward, I think the chief has already planned everything, just waiting for the murderer to take the bait." ”

"Hmm... If you come to me, does your chief know? "Walde Roux needs to get this straight.

Martin shook his head and said, "He didn't know, maybe he might know that I came back to you, I can't say it." ”

Walter Rue always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't figure out what it was.

But he feared that there would be some other conflict with Mir, such as clues about the case, or the murderer's side.

"Martin, I know you mean well, but I need Detective Edward's assignment and orders."

In fact, Waldrew wanted to go very much, and he would not refuse the meat that was about to be delivered to his mouth.

However, he needed an excuse, or a more reasonable reason.

At least in the face of Mr. Detective Edward's anger at himself, he can argue with reason.

Martin was surprised that Walter Rue had given up his impulse: "Mr. Walter, I have to reveal to you something of great importance, which I have not said to anyone. ”

"Huh?" Wald Rue raised an eyebrow: "About whom?" ”

"Jacques, he's alive." Martin said directly.

"What?" Wald Rue was shocked: "Impossible! He can't be alive! ”

"Are you lying to me? Mr. Angelus. Wald Rue said as he propped his hands on the table.

Martin spread his hands and said, "What do you think?" ”

"He was rescued by the chief, and then he tricked us and let him escape." Martin said.

"Why did he run away?"

"I guess he's scared."

"What is he afraid of?"

"He was afraid of death, he was afraid that the murderer would find him, and he was even more afraid—" Martin swallowed back the last words.

Walter Rue was anxious to know, "Tell me, please, what is he more afraid of?" Mr. Angelus. ”

"It should be himself, he is afraid of himself."

"Afraid of himself?" "Although I don't know him very well, the people in the police station have a lot of respect for him, because of his integrity, kindness, and courage," said Wald Roux. ”

"Yes, that's right." Martin nodded and said, "This was all before. ”

"After the commander rescued him, he became a little cunning." Martin stood up and leaned across from Waldru: "What you said, he may have been abandoned, or even taken away by someone else." ”

"Guy?"

"It's a ghost."

"Haha... Are you scared silly? Mr. Angelus. Walde-Roux scoffed, "I've never seen the ghost you spoke of, and it's even more ridiculous than Inspector Louie's conclusion." ”

"Aren't you looking forward to it?" Martin is ready to spark Wald Lux's curiosity.

"What am I expecting?" Wald Roux said, "Is it a ghost? Is this kind of guy worth my expectation? ”

Martin looked Waldrew in the eye and said, "Don't you want to see what she looks like?" ”

"The chief seems to have said that she is a beauty."

Wald Lu's eyes glowed green, and he touched his chin and said, "Let me think about it." ”