"To help the dead, to help Sheriff Jacques Bernard, and to help you, Mr. Edward." The drunkard took a sip of wine, put the bottle in his bosom and said, "Do you remember?" You saved my life. ”

Mir took a closer look at his dirty face, and his long, wrinkled yellow beard, and seemed unimpressed.

"I'm sorry, I don't remember much, sir." Mir said embarrassedly, "I've saved too many people." ”

"It's in a residential area, and my family lives in a white villa opposite the shoemaker." So he groped in his pocket for a long time, and took out a white handkerchief, on one of the corners of which was embroidered a red rose, and the workmanship was very exquisite, and he choked up and said, "Mr. Edward, do you remember it?" ”

Mir took the handkerchief, and when he saw the obvious embroidery on the white handkerchief, he immediately remembered the drunkard's name: "Nurda, you are Nurda Bellamy." ”

"Thanks, you can still remember my name." The corners of his eyes were a little moist at the moment.

"It's been ten years." Mill sighed.

His heart was extremely complicated, mixed with sadness and excitement: "Yes, it's been ten years, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Nurda, why are you wandering? What about your house? Mir was surprised and asked, "Also, where have you been for the past ten years?" ”

"The house and land were usurped, and it was the French nobles who drove me out."

"Why is this happening?"

"After the reconstruction, I fell in love with a woman in St. Louis, and we met at a banquet, and at first I didn't know that she was a married man, and she never told me that they had joined forces, as if by some means, had changed the power of all real estate." "I've been living on the streets until now," he said drunkenly, "but I found that I fell in love with this life." ”

"You've been deceived, Nurda." Mir expressed sympathy for Nurda's plight: "Have you been to see her? ”

"I've been to New Orleans a few times before, and after a major renovation of New Orleans, I can't find her burial place anymore."

"Was it transferred?"

"I don't know." He shook his head and said.

Mir apologized to Nurda: "Nurda, I'm so sorry I didn't help you save your wife. ”

"Don't do this, Mr. Edward, I know you did your best." He said.

Mir folded the handkerchief and gave it back to Nurda, and told him to put it away, because it was the handkerchief of her wife, and it was the only token that Nurda could express her longing for her.

Mir suddenly thought of something: "Nurda, you don't know yet, do you?" It's a federation, and you should be able to go home. ”

Then Mill's eyes looked at Chris and said, "Right? Inspector Louie. ”

"Yes, Nurda." Chris looked at Nurda and said, "I can help with this." ”

"Really?" Nurda asked incredulously.

"Of course." Chris nodded: "I'll be busy these two days, it's about the murder case, I think you know, the case is very tricky, and when the murderer is caught, I'll help you go home." ”

"Thank you, Inspector Louie." Nurda immediately placed the bottle on the table, then stood up and bowed deeply to Chris in thanks.

"When the time comes, you need to cooperate with me and make a detailed record."

"Thank you."

When Nurda bowed again in thanks, a picture fell from him, which happened to be seen by Mir.

Mir leaned forward, his head lowered and looked closely, he felt that the woman in the photo was somewhat familiar.