The boss and the woman named Lisa left room 320, and Mill immediately closed the door, fearing that they would eavesdrop on his conversation with Cyril at the door, and second, Mill thought of Martin.

Because at this time, Martin should have been spying on her, she didn't even leave the hotel, so where was Martin at this time, and who was the person he was spying on.

Mir had to wait until tomorrow morning, and when Martin returned, he was going to inquire carefully, but Mir was still worried about Martin and wondered if he was in danger now.

Or that black woman is really Lisa: "Is she really not dead?" No, Lafayette One's corpse can't be wrong. ”

By this time, Cyril was already sitting in his chair, enjoying food and wine.

He saw Mill standing there leaning against the wall in a daze, and he asked, "Mr. Detective Edward, why are you still there?" Hurry up and grab a bite to eat! ”

Mir came back to his senses and said, "You are Paulina's man, Cyril. ”

Cyril was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't understand what you're saying. ”

Mir walked over slowly: "Isn't it?" Your purpose is to kill me, and Miss Paulina made you do it. ”

"No, no, no, I don't have anything to do with her." Cyril took a sip of wine and said, "Miss Paulina? Who is she? I've never heard of it. ”

"Don't play dumb! Cyrillic! Mir said to him very seriously, "You said it yourself, you are Laura's nominal man, and Laura didn't tell you about that woman at all?" Even a little. ”

Cyril's mouth had been gagged with food, and his eyes did not dare to look at Mir anymore, he only buried his head in eating.

"If you don't know Paulina, tell me about the relationship between you and Laura."

Mir sat down and continued, "I hope you don't fool me, but I know the identity of your rival." ”

"Are you talking about him? Marcos Borg. Cyril asked, looking up.

"Yes, it's him, the person I saw just now is him, and he told me everything."

"Mr. Detective Edward, why are you asking me if you know everything?"

Mir suddenly stopped eating, not expecting Cyril to ask.

Mill looked him in the eye and said, "I wonder if you agree on what you're saying." ”

Cyril understood the true purpose of Mir's inquiry, and now that he knew about it, the matter of killing him became extremely passive.

When Paulina found Cyril and directly stated the reason for killing Mir, Cyril felt that this matter was very tricky, and he wanted to refuse, but he was already on the boat and could not turn back.

Cyril later wondered why such a difficult task should be left to himself, and the thought that sprung up in his heart was almost the same as the one he thought in his mind—that the stupid Paulina had let a clever self do something even more stupid.

"Maybe it's not necessary." Cyril chewed on the food in his mouth and said, "Mr. Detective Edward, it is my pleasure to know you, this is the last supper between us, and when it is over, I will leave here." ”

Mir must not let Cyril leave, once he leaves today, tomorrow's plan will not be easy, and the bait will be thrown out long ago.

"Cyril, you have to be a little patient, your ultimate goal cannot be achieved, but I can make you a good person." Mir poured his wine and said, "Do you really want to continue to be wrong?" I have a feeling that you must have a hard time doing this. ”

Cyril glanced up at Mir, then continued to eat with his head down.

"What? Isn't your life important? ”

"No one is going to kill me."

Mir's face became much more ugly: "Really? Are you telling all lies? If you want to die, I won't stop you. ”

"Your mission is not complete, how do you explain it to Paulina?" Mir said, "I feel that you will be taken back to your hometown by Ahyan Ram, and you know about the altar of Santo Domingo." ”

Cyril nodded: "It's death anyway, I hope to make death as long as possible, they can't go back for a while, after all, they are still taking refuge here in Louisiana." ”

"Don't you want to live?"

"Is that okay?"

Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, that told me everything you knew, including your struggles." ”

"You said before, there is no need to know this, the murderer will be caught tomorrow, and I know that you know the important information."

"No, I want the identity of the murderer."

Cyril spread his hands and said, "Mr. Detective Edward, it's not that I don't help you, I really don't know who the murderer is, I can only contact Laura and Paulina here, Miss Paulina may know." ”

"She doesn't know."

"You have been deceived, Mr. Detective Edward."

"Damn it!"

Cyril reminded Mir, "Miss Paulina seems to have regained some magic, and it is nothing compared to what it used to be." ”

"I'm not interested in her magic at all, I want to know where she is now, can you tell me? Cyrillic. Mir thought that after tomorrow, he would go to Paulina and talk to her.

Cyril simply wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Detective Edward, she came to me through Laura, I don't know where she is." ”

Now that Cyril had mentioned Laura, Mir was ready to talk to him about the dead man in depth.

"Laura, she's dead." Mir said simply, taking a sip of his wine as his eyes watched Cyril's expression.

"Yes, she's dead, but she's alive, even alive."

"She told you herself?"

Cyril shook his head, "It's Miss Paulina." ”

"I don't understand, you and Marcos are both in love with the same dead man, and they both have a special relationship, and they are jealous of a dead man." Mir wanted to hear a little truth from Cyril's mouth.

"Have you ever thought that Paulina is telling a lie? This was originally a fictitious thing, or just a disguise, a trick. ”

"I'm a tramp with Marcos, and even though Marcos knew her a little earlier than him, I love her."

Mir looked at Cyril: "You love her?" You love a dead man, and if this matter is announced, it will be ridiculed by the people here. ”

"What do you love about her? Is it the madness that loves her in bed? Did she give you a thrill and feeling that no other woman could give? ”

"Almost, maybe Marcos and I are the same kind of people, and you can't seem to understand the distress of a homeless man, the longing for love."

Mir sneered, "It's ridiculous, I'm starting to be impressed by you by your words." ”

"Like you said, she could be a living person, playing the role of a dead person."