The port docks of New Orleans, as usual, were filled with crowds of extremely unruly lines waiting for the next ship.

Mill walked with his head down, but never said a word.

Chris seemed to sense that he had something on his mind: "Friend, what are you planning?" ”

Mir pretended not to hear until he stopped standing where he had seen Alina leave, and he looked up at the gloomy sky.

"I need your help, Chris." Mir looked at him and said, "I need your cooperation even more." ”

"Of course, we are allies, and I will help you in secret." Chris said.

Mir shook his head and said, "This time is different, we have to show it." ”

"What?" Chris was surprised, "You can't do that, we can't let anyone know about what is going on between us." ”

"Listen to me, Chris, now that I've identified the murderer, what worries me most is that he will most likely escape from here." Mill took a step forward and said, "Jacques is alive." ”

"OMG! Did I hear me right? ”

"Isn't he dead?"

"I saved him and let him run away." Mir sighed, "He tricked me." ”

Chris wanted to hear first: "So what do you want me to do?" ”

"Deploy police officers here, and arrest anyone suspicious directly." "Deliberately create panic," Mill said. ”

Chris wanted to refuse, but he wanted to catch the killer.

"Is this your plan?" Chris asked.

"Yes, Chris, that's just part of the plan." Mill replied.

"Can you give me a brief piece of your plan?"

"No, Chris, it's best to keep it a secret for now."

"Confidentiality?" Chris frowned: "Mir, we're at the dock now, this is the dock of the Port of New Orleans, not the police station." ”

"There could be someone else in the police station who would be informing, and there could never be one here." Chris continued.

"Please don't mind, Chris, it's a careful layout, and I don't want accidents."

"Don't you believe me?"

Mill smiled awkwardly, "I've never thought of it like that, Chris. ”

"Ghosts are everywhere." Mill said.

"Well, I'm even a little looking forward to who the murderer will look like."

"I already have a few candidates in mind, and I'm still waiting for him to appear." Mir said, "By the way, Chris, I need a knife, you need to be prepared." ”

"What knife?"

"Scher's scimitar."

"What do you want it for?"

"I'm going to put it in a residential area, don't ask about the rest."

Chris said helplessly, "Okay, I promise you." ”

"I don't understand one thing, why do you want Martin to let Waldrew go to the neighborhood when you have a candidate in mind?"

"I told you, Chris, it's a game, it has to start with Walter Runa." "I have a few other things to know," Mill said. ”