"Next newspaper?" Chris was a little confused.

"Yes, it's going to be a huge feast from the fourth murder until the killer is caught," Mill said. ”

"I don't understand, Mir." "Once the killer is caught, the case is over, and the press will only celebrate it," Chris said. ”

Mir was looking forward to the next edition, and planned that when it was over, at least the newspaper folks would make a big fuss about it.

"It's not just a celebration, maybe something more unexpected happens." Mir said, "When that day comes, I need your cooperation." ”

Chris asked, "Sure, what do you need me to do?" ”

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll let you know when the time comes."

"I'm really looking forward to your layout." Chris suddenly said excitedly: "I'm more expecting the unexpected." ”

"By the way, what did I ask you to bring?" Mill asked Chris.

He replied, "My men will come in a moment, and the knife you said I borrowed from the army, but when it runs out, I need to return it to that fellow." ”

"Don't worry, Chris, when you're done, you'll have it in your hand intact." Mill suddenly remembered the message Martin had told him about the Scher Machete: "What kind of knife is that?" ”

"The Scher's scimitar you said." Chris said directly.

Mir nodded, "What do I mean by the Sherschel scimitar?" ”

Chris shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't ask. ”

"Damn it!" Mir was annoyed, "What does the handle look like?" ”

"I don't know, I just told the commander of the army, and he agreed." Chris didn't understand what Mir meant at all: "What's wrong?" ”

Mill explained: "It was the knife marks on the corpse, I remember that there were about three types of Schersch scimitars, and although they looked very consistent, I was not sure what the knife in the murderer's hand looked like. ”

"I have a message here, the knife I know at the moment is Persian, and I hope you give me the same."

"I see." Chris suddenly realized: "In this way, I can go back and talk about it now, or my men, and see what kind of knife it is." ”

Mir agreed with Chris's words, so he thought about it briefly: "It's okay, if it's Persian, so you don't have to run again." ”

"Now, it's time for us to get down to business."

At this moment, Mir's eyes glanced deliberately towards the tavern area, and he was relieved to see that the drunkards were still drinking, and their deliberate silence made Mir feel a little uneasy.

"Are you worried about being eavesdropped?" Chris also seemed to sense Mir's cautious demeanor: "Why don't we change places?" ”

"No, if I leave here, the consequences will be unimaginable." Mir said very seriously: "Chris, you have to understand, we are in the light, the murderer is in the dark, I don't want any accidents to happen before." ”

"Okay, then we'll talk." Chris hesitated: "Hmm... I don't have any information about their identities here. ”

Mir was a little displeased: "Chris, don't make such jokes. ”

"It's true, I didn't find it."

"What about the other suspicious people?"

"There are a few of them, some in prison, some in water prisons."

Mir was extremely surprised: "This is gone?" ”

Chris spread his hands: "No, what else do you want?" ”

"!" Mill scolded Chris angrily.