Mir was still waiting for Ruili's quarrel. After a while, Ruili's gentle conversation gradually sounded in Mir's ears.

Mir turned sideways and saw Ruili walking toward him with a strange-colored cat in her arms. This made Mir feel confused.

He didn't know if Ruili had found the person she was following. He didn't even hear the conversation between Ruili and the person, as if his keen hearing was of no use. In addition, where did the cat come from? He thought it was this cat.

The existence of it interferes with my hearing.

"Sir, he left." Ruili looked at Mill and said, "Miss Matilda's carriage seems to know him. It seems that they have known each other for a long time."

"Well...as long as he leaves, I'll find a chance to explore Matilda's voice." Mil's eyes fell on the cat and he said.

"Sir, her name is Sibylla, which is the name I just gave her. What do you think?" Ruili was not sure whether Mir liked raising cats. She just hoped that Mir would not interfere.

Mir stared at Sibylla's eyes and seemed to find nothing unusual about the cat, let alone any evil aura. He couldn't figure out why Sibylla interfered with his hearing.

"The name is very nice, but I hate the color black." Mir saw the only black color on Sibylla and asked, "Do you like cats?"

Ruili replied: "In France, I have a cat at home. It is pure black and not docile, but this Sibylla is different."

"The identity of its owner must be very noble. If anyone knows who its owner is, you must hand it over to him."

Mir was very impressed by Sibylla's lineage, and in this era, its existence seemed to symbolize some kind of sacred meaning. As for how it got here, Mir didn't know.

"Sir, do you know its pedigree?" Ruili asked in surprise.

"Yes, Sibylla is a Bowman cat from Gongbang. I have never seen this kind of cat in New Orleans in ten years." Mir didn't know what her arrival would herald.

Mir looked at Sibylla's clear water eyes again, which were bottomless, more like an abyss.

"Let's go, Ruili, they won't be able to find us in a while."

Mir and Ruili headed to the next intersection. With Sibylla nearby, Mir couldn't feel their heartbeats or the direction they were in.

He sighed deeply, groped around, checked the footprints on the ground, and followed. He hoped to keep up with Chris and the others.

When he came to the second intersection, Mir found that the sunlight was gradually disappearing. He looked at the sky and saw that the gray-black clouds were driving away or swallowing the white clouds, which symbolized that thunderstorms would come today.

"It's going to rain again, sir." Ruili complained as she looked at the weather.

"It's time for us to speed up."

The second intersection was extremely long. Mir and Ruili walked for a long time before reaching the third intersection. However, Vincent appeared at the end of the second intersection.

"Sir, where have you been? Detective Louis asked me to look for you. He is worried that something will happen to you." Martin rushed over and shouted.

Mill responded: "Martin, don't worry, there's nothing wrong with us. Tell him not to worry, I just cleared a tail."

Martin headed straight for Sibylla. He had never seen a cat of this kind, but he thought it was beautiful, especially its light blue eyes, and wanted to pet it.

But Sibylla ignored Martin at all and was very repulsive. It raised its sharp claws and grabbed Martin's fingers fiercely, drawing a white mark on Martin's rough skin. It was extremely bright, but no trace of blood was shed.

Bloodstains.

"Oh! Damn it!" Martin felt the burning sensation on his skin and said angrily: "Miss Ruili, you can throw it away!"

"It just hates you." Ruili said with a smile.

Martin has been discriminated against by the cat. If the cat was not in Ruili's arms, Martin would throw it on the road and kick it hard. He believed that this method was not cruel.

"Really?" Martin was extremely unbalanced, and he said: "Miss Ruili, you'd better hold it all the time, even when sleeping, and don't let it run around, otherwise I will throw it away.

Somewhere else."

"Martin, one day, if it disappears, then I will throw you into the river to feed the fish." Ruili stared at Martin with fierce eyes and said in a cold tone.

Martin felt Ruili's anger about to burst out, and fled to Mir's side. He smiled at Ruili. At the same time, Sibylla's pupils gradually narrowed, and the white beard on her face swayed proudly with the help of the breeze.

, two long, thin teeth protruded from the corners of his mouth, looking at Martin fiercely.

Martin saw Sibylla's arrogance and domineering appearance, which made Martin feel a little afraid in his heart. Sibylla regarded Martin as prey. In Sibylla's eyes, Martin was like a giant black sperm.

mouse.

"We're here, sir." Martin completely avoided Ruili and Sibylla.

Mir stood in front of the restaurant and saw that the appearance of the house was dilapidated and dilapidated. The same was true for several nearby houses, which had not been renovated or repaired.

Mill considered that the owner of the house had a nostalgic heart. These houses had French architectural features, and he just wanted to preserve them. It was not because he had no money.

He looked through the window and saw that except for Chris and the others, there were almost no people eating in the restaurant. Maybe the people who came here to dine felt that the house might collapse at any time.

Mir looked at the roof and saw a few crows staying there. He couldn't hear any crows and felt a little strange. They seemed to be asleep.

After entering the door, Mir saw an old man standing in front of Chris' table ordering food.

Mill looked at the old man. He was somewhat similar in age to Father Cavendish. He was fat and his silver hair was not only thick, but also very long, almost reaching his shoulders.

"What do you want to eat?" the old man asked slowly.

Mir sat down and said, "Same as them."

Since Chris can recommend this place, they must have ordered the most authentic food.

The old man nodded and passed by Ruili. He glanced at the cat in Ruili's arms and praised him: "Beautiful girl, your cat is very beautiful."

"Thank you." Ruili responded politely with a smile.

She could see from the old man's eyes that the old man knew Sibylla, but he only glanced at Sibylla and left the hall.

"Is there no maid here?" Ruili asked curiously.

"No, he doesn't like to hire maids. The restaurant is his own. Almost all his children were killed in the fire." Chris replied: "He is a lonely old man now."

Mir seemed to understand Chris's intention. He was taking care of the old man's business. However, Chris's kind thoughts at this time made Mir feel a little uneasy.

Just as Chris finished answering Ruili, Sibylla's hair exploded again, and then she immediately jumped off Ruili's legs and ran away.
Chapter completed!