On the chair opposite the bed on the second floor of Mir's house, Karl sat there, quietly watching Mir wake up.

"Hey, Mir, what have you been doing these two days?" Looking at Mir's extremely embarrassed appearance, Karl exclaimed in surprise, "The house is a mess of you, you almost never do. ”

"Hmm... Don't mention, Mr. Tabbitt, I'm falling out with Chris. Mill said with a yawn.

"What?" Carl said incredulously, "Are you kidding? Mill. ”

Mill said, "It's true. ”

"Can you tell me why?" Karl looked into Mir's eyes and asked, "Is it because Matilda is involved?" ”

"Yes, Chris thinks there is some danger in investigating your wife's death." Mill sighed, "Well, that's fine, at least I know that Chris never considered a true friend." ”

"You've had a good relationship these years, and you shouldn't have a falling out with him, Mir."

"You are now a detective, and you need to have a good relationship with the police station of the French district, not a stiffened relationship." Carr reminded him: "Investigate anything in the French district of New Orleans, and sooner or later you will ask them for help." ”

"No, Mr. Thabitt, I can assure you that I will not ask them for any help, they will come back for it, and by then I will be able to put on a stinking shelf, that arrogant posture."

Mir told him, "By the way, Mr. Thabitt, the famous Inspector Louis will be solely responsible for your wife's murderer, and now it has nothing to do with me." ”

"You can't do that, Mir, you've kind of let me down."

"Unless..."

Karl asked directly: "Unless what?" ”

"Unless Chris can't figure it out, unless Chris will once again label the killer as a ghost is a murderer, I'm not going to show up."

It's time for Mir to elevate his status, and solving the murder will make him famous throughout Louisiana.

"Listen, Mir, I only looked for you, not him at all, and you have to take some responsibility for my family's affairs." After this murder, Carl no longer believes that Chris has the ability to catch the murderer: "You have to have a snack on this matter. ”

"Mr. Tabitt, I know, I've investigated, and your wife's death is definitely not that simple." Mir was convinced, "They're going to come to me one day, and most importantly, the clue isn't in New Orleans." ”

"Where's that?"

"In St. Louis."

"Oh my God! San Luis? Carl exclaimed, "Why St. Louis?" ”

"It was Omar who told me that Abis was originally transported from New Orleans." Mir felt a little headache: "Damn! Omar mentioned to me the name of a woman who may be in St. Louis right now, killed your wife and fled to St. Louis. ”

"Matilda should be right, your wife is still alive."

"Are you really sure?"

Mill nodded, "Of course, her name is Lauren Garcia, and she might be able to do magic." ”

"Magic like Omar?"

"Yes." Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "Omar told me that they met once before Ian died, and it is certain that she didn't know magic at that time, but only used alternative methods, and as for why she did magic after that, it still needs to be investigated." ”

"Alright, Mir, then I can only expect Chris to beg you to come forward."

"I'm waiting for Uncle Amos to arrive, and then we'll go to Philadelphia and kill that woman, I think she must know about Lauren."

Carl thought about it, and he thought that the first thing to do was to find the murderer and then kill the woman.

"Mir, can we discuss?"

"Absolutely."

"Let's find the Lauren you said first, and then Delina last, that's the order I want." Karl looked at Mir and said, "Lauren, I don't know where she is, it's a waste of time, Delina I know where she is, it's easy to find, so you'd better get the approximate whereabouts of Lauren." ”

"No, Mr. Tabitt, I shouldn't waste my time on Lauren's body, deal with Delena first, and she'll tell us where Lauren lives."

Mill continued: "No matter how much we discuss, we can't decide this, I'm going to wait for Uncle Amos's final order, whether it's Philadelphia or St. Louis, he decides. ”

"You're too lonely here, Mir, why don't you come to my house for a drink." Carl stood up and looked downstairs and said.

"It's good to be cold, I need to be alone for a while."

"What about them?"

Mill jumped out of bed and said, "I don't know, they should follow Uncle Amos back to St. Louis, but I'm alone now." ”

"Yes, they're the people the Governor has arranged, and the main purpose is for Ian, and when it's all over, it's back to its former peace." Carl sighed.

Mill said as he went downstairs, "Don't be discouraged, Mr. Thabitt, my other helper is still on his way. ”

"Helper?"

"Yes, it's a woman."

"Matilda?"

"No, it's not, it's another pretty girl." Mir stopped, turned to look at Karl and said, "Kra Kalogra, that's her name." ”

"You're torn between the emotions of three women?" Karl looked at him with a strange look.

"No, she's just an assistant I want to build."

"Have you ever kissed Matilda?"

"What?"

Karl said slowly, "Have you ever kissed Matilda?" ”

"Before I could do it, Chris broke the relationship between the three of us."

"Oh my God! It's incredible. Karl then asked, "What about Carat?" Have you ever kissed her? ”

"It's also too late?"

Mirha laughed: "No, I never thought of kissing them, I only have Alina in my eyes, although I have seen her body naked, nothing else excessive. ”

"That's a kind of appreciation, and from the perspective of appreciation, her body is like an oil painting of the art type, and it is also a kind of beauty." Mir walked down the stairs, his voice much quieter than before: "If I were a painter, I would definitely make her my model, and it would sell for a good price." ”

"Alina—" Karl's eyes dilate, looking ahead, and muttered.

"Did you get her reply?" Carl immediately ran down the stairs and into the kitchen to ask.

Mill stopped making breakfast: "No, Chris didn't say anything about the letter. ”

"Your relationship has changed from before, and you can completely avoid sending letters from him." Karl pondered for a moment and said, "I can help you try to send her a letter, I have no such friend among the nobles of France, at least I can deliver a message, this may be an opportunity." ”

"Thank you very much."

"What would you like to write in the letter?" He asked.

"Well," Mir thought for a moment, "according to the normal way of sending letters, my life and the end of the murder, by the way, help me ask her life, that's all." ”

"You need to watch out for one person."

"Who?"

Mill told him, "Cole Miller, André Masséna's godson, he's terrible. ”

"I know, I'll pass on his identity to that person."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Tabbitt." Mill already felt a little guilty about Carl's wife's case.

"Don't talk about it, we need to help each other, as neighbors and friends."

"yes, when I become a private investigator, I'll ask you to be my advisor."

"What? Private detective? Carl had never heard such a word before, and felt extremely unfamiliar: "What does it mean?" ”

"It's different from the detectives and detectives in the French district police station, I am not under their control, and I am not subject to any restrictions, almost private." Mill explained, "I'm a federal detective, and they need to pay me more well for what they can call me a private detective." ”

"I can ask for money based on the danger of the case and the difficulty with which they know the leads." Mill smiled wickedly and said, "I can make more money on your wife's case, provided that Chris comes to me and asks me to investigate." ”

"One more thing, Mr. Thabitt, if Chris dislikes me for charging more than he intended, you can simply entrust me with the investigation." Mill leaned in to Karl and said, "I won't take a penny from you, I'm only targeting France." ”

"OMG! You're amazing! Mill. Karl was surprised: "Is this the price they will pay?" ”

Mir nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Tabitt, the taste of a hot face against a cold ass is not at all pleasant. ”

Carl noticed that Mill was much more relaxed than before: "I can see that I can't see any joy on your face after the murder is over, but today you made me feel that way." ”

"It's okay, Mr. Tabbitt, I'm worthy of Ian, worthy of Uncle Amos, and that's enough."

"Yes, you are not sorry for anyone, but that person is sorry for you." Carl sighed, "He'll regret it, in the murder case." ”

Mir turned around and said, "No, I'll let him deal with Carat's matter as soon as possible, after all, she is the most innocent person." ”

"She's not involved?"

"No, it's just role-playing."

"Playing as a ghost?" Carl was surprised: "Oh my God, it's ridiculous. ”

Mill doesn't tell Carl that there really is a ghost in New Orleans, "Did you know she drank Ebes?" Almost all the wine in the hotel was mixed with a bit of Ebes. ”

"What?" Karl looked at Mill in horror and asked, "What will happen?" ”

"It's not clear." "There was only a brief moment of delirium, or some kind of fleeting delusion," Mill said. ”