"No, I'm not interested in what you said at all. I just want to be a detective police officer." Walter Lu said: "If I get promoted one day, I can sit in the position of my boss, but the detective cannot."

"Mr. Ward, you can underestimate the title of detective. Maybe you will have greater power in the future." Martin moved his hand away from the flintlock: "My commander is Governor Amos Stoddard himself.

Granted.”

"I think your boss can only have some power in France. As for other places, I don't think it will be useful at all." Martin said: "I tell you, my commander will win this case."

Walter Lu took out his flintlock gun: "That's not certain, Mr. Angelus, don't forget, the murderer is downstairs, I can kill that guy."

Martin felt that Walter Rue had become irrational again, actually competing with the murderer for the sake of who could catch the murderer, even regardless of the risk of his life.

"Stop it, Mr. Ward, if you were taller and stronger, I would never stop you." Martin looked at Ward Lu's arrogant posture and said, "It's very possible that you haven't.

You went downstairs and died, I can only feel sorry for you, just like Detective Louis said, don't lose the face of the police department."

Martin's mouth kept mumbling: "In addition, you have promised my commander that nothing will go wrong during your surveillance period. You promised it."

Suddenly, Walter Lu felt his head was dizzy, so he shook his head and said, "Hey! Can't I just fantasize? My feet are always standing here."

"Yes, of course. I know you are afraid of death. If you die, you won't be able to see that beautiful girl."

Martin corrected him and said, "No, it's a beautiful female ghost."

"Mr. Angelus, shut your mouth quickly, it stinks." Ward Lu said angrily: "Doesn't your commander hate you at all?"

"Hate it?" Martin laughed: "My commander appreciates me very much."

"Yes, my mouth stinks, do you smell it?" Martin deliberately straightened his body and raised his head like Walter Lu.

"Two sirs, you need to stop arguing. I'm worried that that guy will hear you." Jacques said softly: "The noise downstairs seems to be much less than before."

"Okay, Jacques, it's time for us to leave." Martin ordered: "When that guy leaves, you can honestly find a quiet place outside to keep an eye on me. I will take Jacques back to the hotel. You

Did you hear that? Mr. Ward."

"Um."

Walter Lu responded, then he went to the window and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

"Jacques, you won't run away again, will you?" Martin said, looking into his eyes.

Jacques touched his shriveled belly: "Please rest assured, Mr. Angelus, I just want to have a full meal and then sleep comfortably, that's all."

"It's best this way." Martin nodded and said, "Try to cooperate with my commander as much as possible. When the murderer is caught, there is a great chance that you will continue to be the Sheriff of New Orleans, the most upright Sheriff, because you are needed here.

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"To be honest, I don't know where to go. I hope you can ensure my safety."

"The chief said that you are a dead man now and you need to hide." Martin said: "After we leave this house, when we return to the hotel, I have to find you something to cover your face."
Chapter completed!