"No, I'm not interested in what you said at all, I just want to be a criminal investigation officer." "If one day I get promoted, I can sit in the boss's position, but the detective cannot," said Wald Luw. ”

"Mr. Walter, you can underestimate the title of detective, maybe there will be more power in the future." Martin's hand removed the flintlock pistol: "My prefect was personally granted by Governor Amos Stoddard. ”

"I don't think your boss can have a little power in France, and I don't think it's useful anywhere else." Martin said, "I'm telling you, my chief will win this case." ”

Walde Rue pulled out his flintlock pistol: "This is not for sure, Mr. Angelus, don't forget, the murderer is downstairs, and I can kill that guy." ”

Martin felt that Waldrew was starting to become irrational again, and he was able to fight against the murderer in order to fight for who could catch him, even without caring for his life.

"Save it, Mr. Walter, if you were taller and stronger, I would never stop you." Martin looked at Walter Roud's arrogant posture and said: "It is very likely that you died before you came downstairs, I can only feel sorry for you, just like Inspector Louis said, don't lose the face of the police department." ”

Martin's mouth kept muttering, "Besides, you have promised my commander that nothing will go wrong during your surveillance, and you have promised it." ”

Wald Rue suddenly felt dizzy in his head, so he shook his head and said, "Hey! Can't I even fantasize about it? My feet are standing here all the time. ”

"Yes, of course, I know you're afraid of death, and if you die, you won't see that beautiful chick anymore."

Martin corrected and said, "No, it's a beautiful female ghost." ”

"Mr. Angelus, hurry up and shut your mouth, it stinks." Walter Lu said angrily, "Doesn't your chief hate you at all? ”

"Hate?" Martin laughed, "My commander admires me very much. ”

"Yes, my mouth stinks, do you smell it?" Martin deliberately straightened up, and said as Waldrew threw his head up.

"Two chiefs, you need to stop arguing, I'm afraid that guy will hear you." Jacques whispered, "The movement downstairs seems to be much quieter than before. ”

"Alright, Jacques, it's time for us to leave." Martin commanded, "When that guy is gone, you can honestly find a quiet place outside and keep an eye out, and I'll take Jacques back to the hotel, do you hear me?" Mr. Ward. ”

"Hmm."

Walter Rue answered, and then he went to the window, looking out at the scenery in a daze.

"Jacques, you're not going to run away anymore, are you?" Martin said, staring into his eyes.

Jacques touched his shriveled stomach, "Rest assured, Monsieur Angelus, I just want to eat a full meal and get a good night's sleep now, that's all." ”

"It's better to be like this." Martin nodded and said, "Try to cooperate with my chief, and when the murderer is caught, there is a good chance that you will continue to be the sheriff of New Orleans, the most upright sheriff, because you are needed here." ”

"Seriously, I don't know where to go, I hope you can keep me safe."

"The chief said that you are a dead man now, and you need to hide." "When we get out of this house, when we get back to the hotel, I'm going to have to find something for you to cover your face," Martin said. ”