"We're here, Clara." Mir said, looking at the familiar houses outside the window.

Mir jumped off the carriage, turned around and saw Gaynor seeing off guests, then immediately smiled and shouted at him: "Mr. Evan, long time no see."

"Mr. Edward?" Gaynor turned his head curiously and greeted Mil with a smile: "Long time no see."

"Congratulations on catching the murderer, Mr. Edward, although the person who captured Omar in the newspaper was not you."

"What?" Mir seemed not to understand what Gaynor said: "What exactly was written in the newspaper?"

Gaynor was extremely surprised: "Don't you know about this?"

"Never heard of it." Mir spread his hands in confusion and said, "We can go in and have a chat."

Mir and Clara followed Gaynor into the house, then Gaynor closed the door and asked the two to go up to the second floor to talk.

"By the way, Mr. Evan, let me introduce, this is my new assistant, Clara Kalogera." Mir introduced: "This is Mr. Evan."

Clara stretched out her hand politely and said: "Hello, Mr. Evan."

"Hello, Miss Calogela."

Gaynor looked at the beautiful woman in front of him along with the bright light coming from the window. In the most gentlemanly manner, he stretched out his hand and gently held one third of Carat's hand, staying there for only two seconds.

"Miss French Noble?" Gaynor immediately retracted his hand, his eyes suddenly left Cara's body and cast his gaze on Mir.

"The newspaper is upstairs, you can read it, Mr. Edward." Gaynor was still worried about the contents of the newspaper, so he reminded Mill: "I don't know your temper yet. If you accidentally break something else,

, you all need to compensate.”

"Mr. Evan, please rest assured, I just made a temporary miscalculation."

"Miscalculation? What do you mean?"

Mill said as he went upstairs: "The guy I asked Walter Rue to come here to monitor is a fake murderer. Detective Louis and I don't like him at all."

"Do you understand the wine bag and rice bag?"

"Of course." Gaynor said expressionlessly: "That is the relationship between you. As for how to deal with it, that is your business. As a friend, I can only tell you some things I know."

"I can only tell you that your credit has been robbed by some people." Gaynor stopped on the second floor and looked down at Mir downstairs.

"Yes, that guy is reaping the benefits." Mir looked at Gaynor and said, "It was my fault. I tricked him, and he also tricked me. We seem to be even."

"No, Mr. Edward, have you thought about the future?"

"after?"

Gaynor nodded and said: "Yes, your title of catching the murderer will spread throughout New Orleans, or more distant places, fame, money, women, etc., similar to these

.”

"I understand, Mr. Evan, I have considered these things before, but not now."

Mir's pupils gathered slightly and said: "Actually, this matter is a good thing for me."

"A good thing?" Gaynor started to feel confused and didn't understand what Mir meant at all.

Mir sat down on the chair with Gaynor, and Clara, who was following Mir, was still looking at the layout and decoration of the house, because she had never seen such a contrast in tone. It seemed simple, but in fact it was very stylish.

"Yes, Mr. Evan." Mir looked at him and said, "The person behind Omar is a woman named Delina, and she is the instigator."

"Ward Lu needs to pay for his stupid behavior. Trouble will come to him personally." Mir Can smiled and said, "He is helping me."

"Help you?" Gaynor asked in surprise.

"Yes, according to what you said, my title will spread to other places, so Delina will definitely send someone to assassinate me." Mir replied: "Ward Lu is helping me to replace some kind of danger that is about to come.

, on the contrary, I still need to thank him."

Mir laughed loudly after saying this.

"I understand, Mr. Edward, the danger will not be directed at you." Gaynor laughed and concluded: "The first shot will kill you!"

"Yes, even though I miscalculated on this matter, Walter Rue's current position is very likely to surpass that of Inspector Louis."

Mir continued: "There is a particularly important person behind this murder - the subordinates of Chris's boss. Regarding Louis Chris, he told me that he didn't know what to do. I would let Chris do this."

Encourage Walter Lu to take care of it."

"As far as I know, Chris's boss and Walter Ru's boss don't deal with each other very well at all." Mir smiled evilly and said: "Maybe they will take action to catch that guy. He is paid by Omar.

As a person, I think Walter Rue will do this to the extreme."

"So that's it, Mr. Edward, you can have a banquet with Walter Lu at some time."

"No, Mr. Evan, if I do this, he will become suspicious. Although he will not play any role in solving the case, since he can do such a thing, it shows that he still has some sense. Oh

Mal also seemed to have praised him."

"I feel like he is pretending on purpose." Gaynor poured Mir a glass of brandy and said, "I originally thought you would become impulsive or even angry when you heard the news. What surprised me was that your attitude turned out to be...

He will become so calm."

"You are amazing, Mr. Edward." Gaynor praised Mir and said: "At that time, I felt a trace of anger in your heart. With the only anger you had, you were thinking about the problem from another's perspective, which made your anger miraculous.

It disappeared, like a kind of forbearance of an abnormal person."

"I'm telling you this, Mr. Evan." Mir took a sip of wine and said: "After arresting Omar, I discussed with Mr. Thabit. He believed that after this murder, the newspapers in New Orleans would only

If it is published, my title will slowly spread over time, and Delina will definitely get the idea of ​​me and France."

"But something has changed in the past two days." Mir's matter became very serious: "Did you know? Mr. Evan, Mr. Thabit's wife was killed, and he also disappeared."

"What?" Gaynor said in disbelief, "Carl is missing?"

"Impossible, a big living person is missing?"

"It's true, Mr. Evan, it was during the day." Mill told him: "When I was talking to Inspector Louis."

"Wait a minute." Gaynor drank all the wine in the glass and said, "You mean, during your conversation, Carl disappeared inexplicably?"

"Yes."

Mir told Gaynor everything that happened at Carol's house.

"Oh! My God!" Gaynor exclaimed, "Why did this happen?"

"I'm still investigating." Mir got close to Gaynor's face and said, "Do you know what Omar wanted to do before he was arrested?"

"have no idea."

"He wanted to kill Mr. Thabeet, and he wanted to kill you eventually. After that, Omar would flee New Orleans."

Gaynor thought for a long time and said, "Are you here to tell me to stay away from here?"

"I'm not sure yet, Mr. Evan." Mir picked up the cup and said, "I'm also worried about your safety. You need to be protected. I can't say whether you will disappear."

"Why Omar knows you, you need to think carefully, Mr. Evan."

"I didn't do anything? Why did he want to kill me?" Gaynor didn't understand.

"You know about the meeting vote."

"No one will know if they don't..."

Gaynor frowned and said in annoyance: "Damn it! They must have betrayed me!"

Mir shook his head and said: "They are all dead. I think it was those three politicians who betrayed you."

"I believe Ian, he probably won't betray you."

"Like you said, they are all dead. Now I don't need to think about who betrayed me. I only think about what I should do next."

Mir took a sip of wine and said, "Escape, or follow me."

"Oh! No!" Gaynor slapped the table with his hand, and the bottle and wine glass suddenly made an extremely harsh sound: "I don't want to leave here."

"Follow you..." Gaynor suddenly stood up and glanced out the window: "You can try, I can't solve the case, Mr. Edward."

Mir glanced to the right, but did not see Carat's figure. He looked behind him again and saw Carat standing at the huge window, looking at the house diagonally opposite.

"What's wrong? Carat." he asked.

She answered slowly, "I was looking at the woman in the house, and she had a bottle in her hand."

Mir's eyes instantly enlarged a hundred times, and he immediately rushed over, stood next to Kara, and watched together.

"That's your home, Clara." Mir only saw a pair of hands leaning against the window sill.

She said calmly: "I haven't stayed there a few times."

Mir and Clara stood there for more than twenty minutes. The woman in the house left from nowhere.

"Another third." Mir said with a deep sigh.

"The clue is broken, right?" Kara turned her head and looked at Mir's side face and asked.

"It's not broken, but I found a new clue." Mill crossed his arms and said, "The astrological map has no use in New Orleans."

"It's still disconnected."

"No, Louisiana is huge on the map."

Mill thought for a while and said: "The first place where Aibis was transported was St. Louis. The star chart should be compared with St. Louis or Louisiana, not New Orleans."

"The two copies you mentioned represent Carol and Carl, which should be two people." Mill added: "Unless there are no more murders in New Orleans in the past few days."

"Is this the only way to verify it?" Cara's eyes fell on the door outside the window. Even outside the sight of the window, only a small edge of the door could be seen. She did not see the door being opened: "She

How did you leave my house?"
Chapter completed!