"If you suspect him, why don't you take him to the police station and ask him? Maybe you'll ask something? ”

Mill said angrily, "Do I need you to remind me how to investigate?" ”

"yes, do you need me to tell you who that guy is?" Omar quibbled, "You can investigate, I believe you, Mir, since you can catch me, then you can catch that guy too, am I right?" ”

Mir was about to be completely enraged by Omar, and if it weren't for Matilda on the side stopping him, Mir would have wanted to beat Omar up.

Matilda calms Mir's irritable mood and asks Mir to calm down and not fall for Omar.

"Are you Omar? The murderer of the murder? Matilda asked directly.

"Yes, girl." He asked, "You are simply more beautiful than Carat, I regret a little, I regret not meeting you sooner." ”

"It's too late for you to regret it now."

"Really?"

"Matilda! Don't go over! Mir saw Matilda run Omar out of his seat, and he suddenly shouted.

Matilda stood in front of Omar and lowered her head as she straightened her hair and asked, "What are you going to do when you meet me?" ”

"If you want to serve me, or whoever you like, you can serve."

"Do all of them do that?"

"Of course." Omar looked up at Matilda and smacked his lips, "Taste a few sips of Abis, plus my magic, they'll be happy." ”

Matilda stroked the handles of the chair with both hands, turned Omar's head and slowly leaned in, "Abes? I know that emerald green wine, it's a delirious wine, and as for your magic, can I have the pleasure of seeing it? ”

"It's gone, it's been taken away by the priest." Omar looked at the palm of his hand, "However, you will serve me in front of Mir now, and I hope that my magic will see the light of day again." ”

"Such a beautiful girl, don't you want to see how good I am?"

"No, you're too anxious." Matilda politely rejected Omar: "Besides me, Lisa, Carat, Marjory, you don't have any other girls?" ”

"You're so old, isn't there any other girl who dislikes you?"

"There are many, too many to count."

"The girls from the Customs Hall?" Matilda deliberately avoided the head that Omar was about to bury in.

"Yes, their craftsmanship is great, they are all battle-hardened veterans, but compared to a few of them, there is no comparison at all." "I prefer people who walk in the dark rather than like them," Omar said. ”

"Then I'm not the kind of person you like, I'm the one who stands in the light."

"As long as you throw yourself into my arms, I will make you an incomparably dark person, even if you are a person standing on the edge of darkness, and my sins will be conquered by the darkness of your body, and I will take them all away."

"Don't you think it's a bit too cumbersome?" Matilda, with her back to Mir, still takes care of Mir's emotions.

"No, it's not cumbersome at all, it's important to enjoy the process of baptism, can you understand?" Umar looked at Matilda's lips and fantasized, "Frightened, timid, screaming, exciting, even the last bit of madness." ”

"Far more than that, it's not the most critical."

"So what's the most important thing?"

"Is it like a dead maid?" Matilda continued: "Kill her with a knife? ”

"No, that's the stupidest thing to do." "I'm just going to let you enjoy the best moments, you can ask them, everything they do after that is voluntary, nothing to do with me, I never force anyone," he said. ”

"Everyone you can force is dead, right?"

"No, there's another one that's still alive."

"She's alive, it's good." Matilda looked indifferently at the unhealed scar on Omar's face and said, "Mr. Thabit's killer is a woman, not a man. ”

"What?"

"The murderer is a woman." Matilda said slowly, "The marks left in the house are not left by men. ”

"We've been tricked! Mill! ”

"Oh! No! Matilda, is this your most unique method of interrogation? Mir's ass left the warm plank and rushed to Matilda's side and said, "It's too dangerous! The interrogation can now be left to me, Matilda. ”

"! Stinky mounting! Omar went crazy and yelled at the two.

Omar leaked the secrets, knew what the consequences would be, and after only a few minutes, he returned to his original state.

"We need to stay away from him." Mir feared that Omar's words had affected Matilda's mood: "It may be a compliment to you for a guilty person to say such a thing." ”

"Really?" Matilda wondered.

"He is a person with his own sin, he doesn't know what love is, he only knows how to encroach, and then he turns what is difficult for strongmen into their willingness." Mill looked at her and said, "They are the victims, and they are the indirect perpetrators of the murder." ”

Mir was going to stop Matilda from coming to the interrogation room, "Where did you learn this?" ”

"The interrogation room of France."

"No, Matilda, don't learn from them."

"I just wanted to see if it would work for him." Matilda smiled flatteringly, "He told the true identity of the murderer, and I think this method is still useful." ”

Mir shouldn't have listened to Carl in the first place, and now it's too late to regret it.

"Matilda, then you can be my assistant."

"Really?" Matilda said unexpectedly.

Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, you need to ask your brother's permission first. ”

"I think he'll agree..."

"I have told you that she is a woman, and I beg you to protect my son and daughter." Omar interrupted.

"I can keep them safe." Mill turned his head and said to him, "The crimes they have committed need to be judged by the law here." ”

"What are you worried about?" Mir caught a glimpse in Omar's face.

"Death."

"Who's coming? The one who is alive? The living will come and kill them? ”

"It's not." Omar looked alarmed: "A terrible man, a man who can maneuver. ”

"I don't know who you're talking about, and I don't want to guess unless you tell me the name of that person."

"I don't know what the man's name is."

There was a hint of despair in Omar's eyes: "I only know that someone called that man a prophet. ”

"What?" Mir was surprised, "What does the prophet look like?" ”