Mir also took a look, but he didn't look at the person Martin and Chris were talking about at all. He suspected that the two of them had reached the point of confusion or were frightened by the ghost.

"I didn't see anything." Mir said, spreading his hands.

Chris said coldly: "Mil, you can't make such a joke."

"Really, there's not even a soul on the roof." Mir said with conviction.

"Do you know who she is? Mill." Chris asked.

"A ghost?" Mir looked carefully in the darkness of the roof and said.

Chris nodded and said, "Yes, it's the ghost. She's Lisa."

"You have been marked, remember to follow me."

After saying this, Mill came to Bourbon Street. He looked at the street and saw that there were no carriages. He didn't know how to start.

"Chris, didn't you come in a carriage?" Mill asked.

"I didn't alert them. I couldn't let Matilda Bertie know about my coming to the hotel, let alone wake her up." Chris said.

Mill thinks Chris did the right thing. He doesn't want to meet Matilda Bertie now and is almost in no mood at all.

Next, Mill could only go to the hotel owner and ask him to choose three good horses in the stables, and even give him a little more money.

When Mir turned around, he saw that Martin's hands were empty. If he went to Lafayette No. 1, he would not have any tools to dig up the body. He did not want to dig up the body with his hands.

"Martin, where are the tools?" Mill asked expressionlessly, with a slight hint of accusation in his words.

"I'm very sorry, sir, but I was left in Vincent's room." Martin hurriedly ran upstairs.

Mir and Chris stood in the center of the triangle area of ​​the hotel. They watched the boss carefully selecting the horses, so that they waited here for a long time.

The boss walked further and further away, and Chris could no longer see his figure. The front became increasingly blurry and darker.

Lisa appeared in Chris's line of sight at some point, and he took a deep breath unconsciously. His line of sight was disturbed by the ghost.

He found that Mir had gone somewhere unknown, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. He felt that he had entered the hallucination of a ghost, but in his mind he was always thinking of Mir's words - you have been marked.

"Damn it!" Chris shouted in panic: "Mir? Mill? Where are you?"

He shouted Mir's name loudly, but no one around him answered. Lisa was still standing in front of Chris. Lisa kept a certain distance from Chris, as if there was something strange blocking them.

No matter where Chris's eyes were directed, Lisa always followed Chris's gaze and moved strangely.

"Damn it! Get away!" Chris yelled angrily.

At this moment, Chris saw Mir at the corner of the hotel. He ran towards him angrily, but he could not touch Mir's body.

Chris didn't know what to do, so he fell into Lisa's fantasy and regretted not listening to Mil's words. His desire took over.

He blamed himself very much and should not have touched Lisa. No matter how much he refused, he could not face Lisa's temptation.

He was worried that he would never be able to get rid of Lisa's shadow for the rest of his life, and the scene of him and Lisa having fun kept replaying in his mind.

He didn't want to end up like Ian. Although Chris had never been afraid of death, he just didn't want to die at the hands of a ghost.

When Chris was in a daze, he didn't know when he arrived on the roof of the hotel. The location at this time was exactly where Lisa had just landed.

He looked down at the hotel, where there were three people, Mir and Martin, and himself.

"Oh! No!" Chris exclaimed.

At this time, Lisa's figure appeared behind Chris unknowingly, but Chris didn't notice it at all.

When Chris saw the three people at the hotel door disappear instantly, he felt someone approaching him nearby.

Chris immediately picked up the flintlock gun, turned his head and fired several times in front of him. Chris was so frightened that his hands trembled so much that all his bullets were used up. Lisa stood there unscathed.

.

"Miss Lisa, I don't want to die." Chris threw the flintlock and begged.

Lisa said nothing, her cold body continued to slowly approach Chris, and Chris could feel a cold gas coming towards him.

"What do you want?" Chris thought fear was useless. He just wanted to hear Lisa's conditions now.

She said coquettishly: "Be my man."

"You are a ghost, not a human being." Chris refused.

Lisa immediately pushed Chris down and said: "Then you can go die!"

"Chris! Chris! Wake up." Mir said while trying to pinch Chris.

Martin looked at Mir's strange way of saving people and asked: "Sir, does this work?"

"It's very useful. When you get there, I will use it on you." Mir said with disgust.

"I don't want this day to come at all, sir."

Mir shouted: "Then shut your mouth!"

Chris slowly opened his eyes, and the raindrops gently hit Chris' cheek, and he felt the coldness again.

He pushed Mir away angrily, then immediately stood up and said: "Get out of here!"

"What happened? I can't believe it."

Martin looked at Chris's extremely angry expression. Mir saved him. Martin couldn't understand that Chris was yelling at his superior.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Martin pushed Chris hard and said.

"Damn it! Do you want to taste the bullet?" Chris yelled angrily.

Chris picked up the flintlock gun and was about to shoot Martin in the chest. Mir immediately stopped Chris. He didn't know why Chris became so angry. From Chris's eyes, he found that Chris was different from before.

It seems like something is missing.

"Where has his kindness gone?" Mir murmured to himself.

Chris replaced the flintlock and left the stable, leaving Mill and Martin standing there stupidly.

"Sir, I always feel like Inspector Louis seems to be a different person." Martin said, staring at Chris's back.

"I don't know what he went through when he was in a coma." Mir said: "It seems that he has lost his kindness."

Martin could not understand what Mill said. He felt that Mill's words were too connotative, and his own thoughts could not meet Mill's cognition.

"Sir, does Detective Louis have a lot to do with the ghost?" Martin believes that the ghost is the culprit, and it is the ghost that turned Chris into an extremely irritable person.

Mir shook his head and said: "I am still doubting that Lisa you saw on the roof may have done something to Chris."

Mill thought of the views expressed in Father Cavendish's house - good and evil coexist in this world.

"Did Chris' kindness be taken away by ghosts?" Mir muttered.


Chapter completed!