"Hurry up! Matilda, we're going to be chickens. Mill rode to the door of the police station, turned his head and shouted at Matilda.

Mir grabbed her by the arm and helped Matilda dismount.

Immediately afterward, Mill took Matilda's hand and ran towards the police station together.

Matilda, who was behind Mir, seemed to feel very happy, even excited, when she looked at the scene in front of her.

"Wait a minute, Mir." Matilda stopped and said suddenly.

At this point, Mir and Matilda stood on the steps of the doorway, their eyes looking at each other.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's a mood?"

Mir asked suspiciously, "Mood?" ”

"Yes."

Mir probably understood what Matilda meant: "No, Matilda, it's not the time yet. ”

"We need to get tight, Mr. Tabbitt's case is very important, and I don't want to see innocent people continue to die at the hands of murderers."

Matilda stared blankly at the impending storm: "It's just too good for us to come back. ”

"Matilda, you need to change all the clothes on your body." Mir was worried that Chris would be furious when he saw Matilda's clothes soaked through the rain if he rushed back to the police station.

"No, I don't want to go." Matilda shook her head: "I seem to have fallen in love with the feeling of being wet all over, it's like your hand, hugging my body tightly. ”

Matilda ran her hands through the soaked rain from her hair, and she shook it gently.

Mir tried to avoid her unusual beauty and hair, as well as the areas that could be seen between her rain-soaked clothes and her body.

"Matilda, we can go in." Mir turned, his face facing the dilapidated door, and dried his wet head a little.

Mill stepped into the police station, looking for Chris and Wald Rue as he went.

However, he noticed that most of the people in the police station were gone, and only two officers were standing in the corner of the big front and chatting.

One of them saw Mill and said, "Mr. Detective Edward, didn't you go to Mr. Tabitt's house?" How did you get back here? ”

"Miss Matilda." The man saw the woman behind Mir, and he was almost stunned except for a pretty face and a seductive body.

Then he immediately bowed his head to Matilda and bowed deeply and said, "Miss Matilda, Inspector Louis has gone to solve the case." ”

"I'm not here for him, I'm here for him..."

Matilda asked Mir, "What's his name?" Mill. ”

"Omar Connor." Mill immediately replied.

"Yes, it's Omar, where is he being held?"

"He's in a cage."

Mir said in a commanding tone, "You need to take him to the interrogation room now." ”

"Detective Edward, please don't embarrass me." Gradually, he smiled very kindly: "I need to ask Inspector Louie, he can do magic, and if he escapes, I will be scolded and punished." ”

"What?" Mill couldn't understand that Omar was captured by himself, and the interrogation still needed to go through Chris's request: "No, right now!" ”

He said, "Mr. Edward, please calm down. ”

Mir heard him inexplicably remove the title of detective, and roared, "Hey! Listen! I don't care if you are a French police officer or not, now that this is a federation, do you want to stop my interrogation? ”

"That's not what I meant, Mr. Edward."

"Then hurry up and let me see him!"

Matilda stepped forward and added, "The man who managed to capture Omar was Detective Edward, do you want to wait for the Governor of Louisiana to be there?" ”

"No, no, Miss Matilda." He looked at Matilda in horror, and then at Mir.

The people behind him were also whispering, "If you don't want to make things stiff, you'd better listen to them." ”

"Okay, then I'll take him to the interrogation room."

As the two of them left Mir and Matilda's line of sight, Mir glanced at Matilda and said, "Maybe Wald Rue is deliberately trying to make things difficult for me." ”

"yes, a lot like what he can do." Matilda nodded.

"He knew he was being tricked, and even if Chris didn't tell him, he could figure it out himself."

"That's not easy to say, he's stupid." Matilda recalled: "There was a time when on that ship, self-righteous and ridiculously intelligent, speaking to my brother in front of me. ”

"Don't be angry, Matilda, he'll fuck off sooner or later." "I'm sure it won't be long," Mill said. ”

"Let's go, let's go to the interrogation room."