"It's shocking, Cyril." Ruili said with a recovered expression.

Cyril smiled and said, "It's a long story, Miss Rieley. ”

Martin already knew Cyril's true identity, and for Chris, Mill didn't reveal anything about Cyril's identity.

"Okay." Ruili suddenly remembered what Mill had said about the fourth murder, and she didn't ask Cyril anything else.

"What do we do next? Inspector Louie. Ruili's eyes looked at Martin and then at Chris.

"Wait quietly."

"Waiting?" Ruili asked.

Chris replied, "Yes, just like a normal investigation." ”

"Yes, Miss Ruili, in order to avoid suspicion from the people downstairs, you can only follow the orders of Inspector Louie." Martin said to Ruili.

"Okay, then it's time for us to get to work." Ruili begins to search the room for any clues left by the killer.

"Sir, am I going to lie in bed and pretend to be dead?" Cyril didn't want to keep his head at the end of the bed: "That's too tiring. ”

"You need to keep playing dead, but I can turn you around, you're a corpse from now on." Chris commands Cyril.

"Yes, that's it." Chris said with satisfaction.

"Okay, sir, I'll go back to sleep." Cyril yawned.

Chris shook his head helplessly and said, "It's best to sleep quietly and don't snore." ”

"Okay, sir, I'll try."

The three people in the room began to toss, and Martin opened the door and amplified the sound in the room by several decibels.

"Martin, you go to the boss on the first floor and ask if the murderer has appeared on the first floor, including all suspicious people." Chris commanded.

"Okay, Inspector Louie."

Mir had all the layout plans in place, and he could safely hide in the Tabit room.

When Mill came in, Carl was sitting quietly on the couch drinking coffee and resting, not lying on the bed.

Carl was only a little surprised when he saw Mir sneak into his room, and then smiled at Mir.

"Mir, what are you?" Carl asked curiously.

"Mr. Thabitt, I'm here to protect you."

"Is this your plan?"

Mir nodded: "Yes, it's already started, and I'm not too worried about Chris's protection, so I came in person." ”

"It's okay." Carl said, "Do you need a drink?" ”

"No, Mr. Thabitt, when the murderer is caught, we'll enjoy it together."

"Good luck."

Mir walked around the room and finally chose to hide in the cupboard.

Karl stood up, looked out the window and asked, "Do you know who the murderer is?" Mill. ”

"Hmm... Know. Mir didn't want to reveal anything to Carl for the time being.

Although Carl is not the murderer, if Carl knows, there is almost no benefit at present, but Carl's situation at this time.

"Is it someone from the hotel?"

"No, it's the people in the restaurant."

Karl pondered, "The people in the restaurant? Who will it be? ”

"I don't know if Mr. Tabit has been to that restaurant."

"Oh? Which restaurant is it? ”

"Omar's Restaurant."

Karl calmly recounts: "I used to go there, and the food at Omar's restaurant is so authentic that I haven't been there for a long time. ”

Mill said, "It's better not to go. ”

"Why?"

"He's making crow meat."

Carl exclaimed, "Oh my God! Is he tainted with sin? ”

"Yes, Mr. Thabitt, you need to stay away from that restaurant, I think after today, there will be no more Omar restaurants."

"It's a shame." Karl sighed: "Why did he become a murderer?" ”

"I don't know, as long as I catch him, he'll give everything."

"I hope so."

Martin had just come out of the kitchen when he saw Lisa coming in through the door of the hotel, but she didn't have anything in her hand.

"Miss Lisa, there was a fourth murder upstairs, why are you only back now?" Martin asked.

She replied, "I didn't buy the ingredients, so I rushed back." ”

"What's so hard to buy?"

"Wine, of course."

Martin touched his chin with his hand: "Is there a new wine here?" ”

"Of course." Lisa deliberately shook her chest, approached Martin and said, "I'll tell you when I buy it, what room do you live in?" ”

"Room 320, it's a dead room, and a ghost has died." Martin bent down and leaned close to Lisa's face as he sniffed at her.

Lisa bit Martin's ear: "Who died?" ”

"A homeless man." Martin went straight to Lisa's neck and kissed her on the lips.

Lisa's cold lips passed into one of Martin's nerves, and Martin felt that Lisa was less like a living person and more like a dead body.

Martin deliberately stayed away from her and said, "I need to investigate some other clues." ”

"Any other clues?" Lisa looked at Martin indifferently, "Maybe I have a clue on my body that you want to get." ”

"No, I don't." Martin looked up and said, "The identity of the murderer has been announced in the newspapers of New Orleans, and it is possible that he is hiding in the hotel, otherwise the people upstairs would not have died." ”

"I've heard that the killer is Marcos Borg."

"Are you surprised?"

"Of course, he disappeared before the murder." Lisa said: "He's the most suspicious. ”

Martin nodded, "Yes, it would be nice if he stayed here like you did, so he wouldn't be suspicious at all." ”

"Indeed, he is extremely stupid."

"Alright, I'm going upstairs." Martin was going to tell Inspector Louis about meeting Lisa and what he had seen.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room to find you later." Lisa rubbed against Martin's body and said.

Martin pushed Lisa away directly, turned around and went straight upstairs, he actually felt a trace of fear.

This Lisa is fake, not real, Martin's intuition is constantly telling himself that her appearance at this time, what will happen next, Martin can't predict.

Martin always felt that Mill was in danger at any moment, even though the killer would be a difficult guy to be in Mr. Tabbitt's room.

Martin made it to the third floor and saw Chris in a daze in the hallway outside the room.

"Inspector Louie, I'm going to tell you something." Martin dragged Chris into the room.

"Say it, Martin."

"Omar in the kitchen, he's not Omar."

Chris frowned: "What? Who's that? ”

"From the look in his eyes, I felt like he was Laura."

"Are you sure?"

Martin shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course." ”