"However, the irregular pattern was painted by Omar at random, even though it was crooked, and you can only see it on the mark today." "I wonder why," Mill said. ”

Kra recalled, "Could it be that Omar's magic is gone before it can do something?" ”

"Is it a sin?"

"It should be."

Mir began to walk towards the door of the room, stood on the handrail of the stairs on the second floor, looked down at the first floor, and said, "It seems that I have to go to the French police station." ”

"If you go to see Omar this time, it won't be as easy as the last time."

Carat unhurriedly followed Mir: "Why? Is it because Walter Roux became a detective? ”

"That's right, he's holding a grudge against me, otherwise he wouldn't have done that in the newspaper." Mir needs to think of a separate way to meet Omar again.

At this moment, Mill's greatest fear is that Inspector Walder's actions may bring Omar to death as soon as possible.

"It must not be past tonight." Mir wanted to see Chris, at least Chris could do him a small favor, and before they were wearing the same pair of pants, Mir was going to be in time for Omar to die.

Mir is unsure who will be the next person to disappear or who will die after Carl's disappearance.

At the moment in New Orleans, there is a lot of darkness and sin, and the hatred of the murderers, whether their ultimate goal is to make everyone disappear or something else, the only thing Mir knows for sure is that the clue points to a big event with a conspiracy - the Red Man.

Heretics, witches, prophets, people like that, their presence is in the mood for what the Reds will think, whether they are involved or silently watching.

"Have you heard of the Prophet? Carat. ”

"Never."

Kra stood beside Mir and asked curiously, "What does a prophet do?" ”

"People with the ability to predict, and maybe even witches, just hide their identities a little more mysteriously." Mill told her.

"Hmm... It seems that such a person exists. Kra frowned and said, "Appeared once at Omar's restaurant." ”

"It's like in the New Orleans hotel, I don't remember exactly."

Mir glanced at Kra's face, "Did it appear in your subconscious?" ”

"Perhaps." She replied.

"I need to find an almost, meet with her."

Mir couldn't wait to meet her, and only Rafayette No. 1 had not seen the witch in person, and as for the prophet they mentioned, Mir needed to discern whether the witch and the prophet were the same person.

Mir didn't know where to go to find her, unless she wanted to see Mir.

"Carat, help me figure it out, I want to see her."

"Me? Why me? Kra asked, confused.

Mill turned to look into Kra's eyes and said, "Because you're a woman, so is she, like a hobby, someone you like, or a place you want to go." ”

"My hobbies are almost too different from hers." Carat whispered, "She wears a veil, but I don't, and she doesn't like to be undressed at home like me." ”

"You can look for people who have access to her, or what they are."

Mil suddenly thought of a cat, if he approached Sibylla, Mir's ability would be invalid for at least a short time.

Mir remembers seeing Sibylla in the courtyard after returning to Father Cavendish and seeing Sibylla's eyes clearly, and at that time Mir just wanted to stay away from it.

"Is it all a coincidence?" Mir muttered.

After lunch, Mir was going to Father Cavendish's house, and Sibylla happened to be at the priest's house, and Mir couldn't figure out why Sibylla was at the priest's house.

He pretended to be asleep and eavesdropped on Vincent's conversation with Martin about whether they were still talking about whether Carly was a cat or a woman.

"Is Sibylla really pestering Vincent?" Mir sighed softly, "That's not a good thing. ”

Mir's eyes turned to the side, and he speculated wildly, "If the witch took Sibylla to Paulina's house before she met the priest..."

Mir's eyes blinked suddenly as he thought of this.

"Between the witch and Vincent... No way! Mir had to think that the two of them would have a leg.

Mill trusts Vincent, who likes Matilda and is definitely not a witch.

"Then why did the witch give Sibylla to him again?"

"Unless... Unless the witch takes off her veil... And then they were in Paulina's house..."

"Oh! No! Mir exclaimed.

Kra looked at the inexplicable Mir and let out an angry roar and asked, "Mr. Edward, what happened?" ”

"No... It's nothing. ”

Mir put aside his hanging heart and said, "Let's go, Carat, let's go find something to eat." ”

"Okay, Mr. Edward, I'm feeling a little hungry."

"Did you write down the pattern?"

Carat nodded and said, "Write it down." ”

Mill stood on the first floor and walked around and said, "Let's renovate this place until the murderer is caught." ”

"Ah, I'm getting it when I get it."

"No need, I'll find someone to help you, if Gaynor Evan joins us."

Kra looked at the happy smile on Mir's face, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Evan, will it make any difference if you join in?" ”

"Of course." Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "He knows a lot of people. ”

"I see, you're borrowing the people he interacts with to make money."

"Hey, that doesn't sound good."

Mir corrected, "It should be, we can get more cases." ”

"I hope so."

After Mir and Kra jumped out of the window together, Mir told Kra to find a carriage by the way.

Mir was chilling under the towering oak trees, and for a moment he looked left and right, he saw a familiar figure.

"Marcos?" Mill shifted his steps and looked carefully at the man's back.

So he shouted, "Marcos! Max! ”

The man kept his head down and walked at a very fast pace, and Mill followed quickly, and before long the man disappeared around the corner of a house.

"Damn it!" Mir said hunched over his knees, panting.

"Didn't he read the newspaper? The murderer has already been caught, why is he still hiding? ”

Many people on the road looked at Mir one after another, as if they all wanted to stay away from him, and Mir was also looking at them, but they didn't know why.

"Owen?"

"John?"

"Gary Buel?"

Mir shouted their names as usual.

"Hey, can't you hear me?"

"Hey!"

Mir didn't know why this happened, and in the face of those few people who knew him well, he cast a strange gaze, as if he had seen a monster, dodging, fleeing, and timid.

A carriage came to a slow halt in front of Mir, and Carat opened the window and poked his head out and said, "Mr. Edward, let's go to dinner!" ”

When Mir straightened up, it felt as if the world had changed, and everything that had happened in a short period of time was different.

One by one, Mir observed the various people in the vicinity, their faces beaming with smiles.

Some nodded at Mir, some greeted Mir, but no one came over.

"What the fuck!" Mir cursed angrily, and then stepped into the carriage.

Mir's eyes began to stare at Kra, and his expression was very serious: "We are really in the dark abyss. ”

"Is it true?"

"I just felt it."

Mill reminded her, "Try not to bend over, if it's okay." ”

"What? Sounds absurd, Mr. Edward. ”

"I don't think so, do you know who I just saw?"

Carat said, "Murderer? ”

"No, it's Marcos." Mill told her, "His name is Marcos Borg, and you should know who it is." ”

"Yes, I know, isn't he playing the murderer?"

"He's an impostor."

Mir said, "I saw him when you left me, and he was still hiding, and I chased him and made him disappear." ”

"Doesn't he read the newspaper? Didn't Mr. Evan say that the information published in the newspaper was that the murderer had been caught? The detective has also changed. ”

"yes, that's what I don't understand."

"I called his name and he got faster and faster until he disappeared," Mill said. ”

"Do you know what I found when I stopped?"

"What did you find?"

"The world is different." Mill pointed out the window and described, "They have become different, discarding what little bit of human temperature they have left, and treating me like a monster." ”

Mir continued, "When you came over, you called my name and went back to the world you were. ”

"It's supposed to be an illusion." Carat leaned forward, leaned over and analyzed, "It happened after you saw the dark abyss, maybe you saw an illusory world, a world full of darkness and sin, it is the dark abyss. ”

"It's not a hallucination, it's real."

Mir thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "It should be a curse, we are cursed." ”

"Oh my God! Cursed? Carat exclaimed, "Whose curse could it be?" ”

"Prophets, witches, most likely murderers."

"Murderer? I think the guy who is the one who is the murderer, like Delina. ”

"I want to try to get into this unreal world and see what happens here." Mir looked at Kra and said, "I want to know if the Dark Abyss exists." ”

Carat suddenly said with a cold face, "Mr. Edward! You must not do that! It's an illusion! Not real! ”

Kra didn't want to be brought into that kind of world by Mir at all, and was worried that she wouldn't be able to get out of it in the future, because Kra still felt that such a world existed.

"Danger everywhere, Mr. Edward." Carat's tone softened and said, "Even though we are cursed, we must first fill our stomachs and go to the priest to help solve the curse." ”