"Dear Mr. Stoddard, as the elder of Mill, I don't want you to get involved in anything between the two young people." Mary said to Amos while keeping a smile, but her tone was softer than Amos's.

The voice was raised, signaling Amos not to dictate to Mir's thoughts.

Mary's current identity is the wife of the Marshal of the French Empire, so her status is naturally higher than that of Amos. She does not want to see Amos at this time, let alone hear anything he says.

"Dear Mrs. Rosalie, are you kidding?" Amos clenched his fists and said contemptuously: "Your words seem to be ill-considered. From a certain ideological point of view, they are immoral. Mill is

Almost everything in New Orleans is due to me, Mill's work, the house, Alina's work, everything, including you, dear Lady Rosalie."

Mary was deeply hurt by Amos' words. She did not think carefully. She just felt very angry when he said the words to Amos that would drive them away. She was so angry that Mary lost her mind.

Mary noticed that Amos's eyes were staring at her. Amos's eyes were extremely sharp. She had no choice but to purse her lips and said: "Dear Mr. Stoddard, I can take back what I just said. In order to express my sincerity,

Sorry, I am the same as you. From now on, I will never get involved in Alina's affairs, let Mir make his own decision."

"Okay, very good. For the sake of fairness, I can only say one more thing."

Amos was not sure whether Mary had told Alina anything before entering the door, or had told her something that would prevent Mir from staying in New Orleans. He needed to keep Mir awake and face everything that was likely to happen calmly.

anything.

"I now appoint Mr. Mill Edward as the New Orleans..." Amos couldn't remember the new word that Mill said. He asked very annoyed: "Mil, what is the name of the new word you just said?"

"It's detective, Uncle Amos."

"Yes, Detective, I now appoint Mr. Mill Edwards as Federal Detective of New Orleans, taking office immediately, with monthly expenses to be paid by the Military Governor of Louisiana, including any allowances."

Amos stood up, half taller than Mary, almost seven feet tall, even half a head taller than Ian. His long blond hair hung beside his ears, and his body hair was luxuriant. He had white skin and yellow hair.

Under the light, his hair was shining, his muscular body was powerful, and he shouted loudly while waving his strong arms.

"In addition, the status of the detective is temporarily the same as that of Inspector Chris. In addition to my orders, you can send letters to my subordinates, and he can be at your disposal at any time."

Mary was shocked by the majesty of Amos. She slowly lowered her head and sighed silently. She now wanted to avoid Amos and rush to the second floor. She was going to pack Alina's luggage.

Amos saw Mary's frightened expression and her hurried steps upstairs. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that Mary would give advice to Alina or create problems for Mir, so Amos had to do everything he could to make it happen.

Mary left for a while.

Amos took four of his men and said goodbye to Mir. After saying goodbye, Amos left Mir's house. He was going to rush back to the Governor's Mansion overnight because he would give Mir a surprise early tomorrow morning.

At this moment, Alina and Mir were sitting on the sofa. They were silent to each other. It was extremely quiet downstairs, but the noise upstairs was extremely noisy. Although there were other sounds at the same time, it seemed that Mary could hear something in her mouth.

This incident makes Mil a little embarrassed. If he chooses not to return to France with Alina, he will never see Alina again in the future. If he chooses to leave New Orleans with Alina, then for Ian, his death will

The conclusion will eventually settle, and Amos will be deeply disappointed with Mir.

Mil was waiting for Alina to speak first at this moment, wanting to hear her thoughts. He didn't want such an absurd conclusion to appear here again, he just wanted a way to get the best of both worlds.

Just as Mir thought, Alina finally couldn't help but speak. She put her hands on her femurs, holding on to the hem of her white skirt, and said, "Mir, I can give you some time. After all, my father asked me to

I'll rush back as soon as possible."

Mir knew that Alina wanted a clear attitude. As for the time to solve the case, it was not something he could decide. If nothing else happened, the murderer would reveal clues in a short time. According to Inspector Chris's conclusion, the murderer would

If it is a ghost, then the time will be longer, even years or decades.

"I understand, Alina, as for the real culprit of the murder, I don't know how long it will take to detect..."

Alina interrupted Mir and said: "Yes, Mir, I know the case very well, and I understand your current mood even more. I heard from Inspector Chris that this case is very difficult. Otherwise, how could he let the ghost replace the murderer?"

."

Alina learned little about the case from Detective Chris, and came to advise Mir to let him know how difficult this murder case was. Alina did not want to have any selfish intentions. She felt sad about Ian's death, but she

Let Mir understand that it will take a long time to solve this case.

"No one knows you, your special insight, your life experience, or even everything about you better than me now. It's as if you came here with some kind of mission, so I won't interfere with any of your thoughts. You

The only thing you can do now is to tell me the time to solve the murder case, and I can wait for you in France for your arrival."

Alina saw Mil lowering his head and remaining silent. She was worried that Mil's illness would come at any time, so she comforted him.

Mir raised his head instantly, endured the psychological pain, tried to be braver, and said: "Four years."

"What? Oh, my God! Four years, that's too long." Alina exclaimed.

So much so that Mary on the second floor was holding clothes in her hands, hiding in the corner, leaning out to look down at them. Mary was worried that because of this, the two of them would have an unpleasant quarrel.

"I don't have that much patience. In France I'm not sure I would..."

Alina felt that she had said the wrong thing, so she began to correct her words. She must make Mir feel a sense of crisis, otherwise he would still be hesitant.

"Forget it, I will tell you the real situation. The main reason why my father asked me to return to France is that my father has introduced me to another man, the son of the Prince of the French Empire. He wants to marry and can always remain the Marshal of the Empire.

At the same time, he also wanted to be awarded a title. "

What surprised Mil was that Alina's words, just as Ian said, flashed up in Mil's mind the words of his old friend, as if they were still fresh in his mind, as if they were yesterday. Unfortunately, he went to see her first.

God.


Chapter completed!