After they had dinner, Martin and Mill waited for late night to come. Matilda resolutely decided to send Chris home in person. After several attempts by Ruili to stay, Matilda agreed to live in the new house.

Riley let Matilda live in the same room with her, while Mill let Chris sleep directly on the sofa.

He told Matilda and Riley that it was best not to let Chris move so that Chris' injury would relapse.

Mir whispered to Ruili at the side to take good care of Chris tonight and try to follow Chris tomorrow morning, letting her use her beauty as much as possible so that Chris could not extricate himself from her beauty.

Ruili looked at Chris's handsome appearance, then slowly raised her head, stared at the ceiling and sighed, "Sir, the task is very difficult, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, Miss Ruili." Mir comforted: "Please believe me, you are completely capable, don't worry."

Ruili still couldn't enter the same state as before, and hesitated for a moment. When she was about to find the first feeling, Vincent stood furtively at the door of the new house.

"Oh my God! Vincent, you're actually back." Martin felt someone standing behind him and turned his head to look.

Vincent's appearance in the new house surprised Mill. He originally thought that Vincent would live in Father Cavendish's house and enjoy the service of four maids.

"Father Cavendish started to drive me away." Vincent stood at the door and slowly took off his raincoat and said.

Mill didn't believe that Father Cavendish would do this, and asked in surprise: "Why? Vincent."

"The priest taught me many ways to exorcise demons, but I was stupid and didn't remember any of them," Vincent said, shaking the water from his raincoat. "He may have disliked my lack of talent and asked me to leave him extremely angrily."

's home."

"Maybe you are really stupid, Vincent." Martin turned around and mocked.

Vincent continued to shake his clothes and paid no attention to Martin's words. Although he thought he could not delve into the art of exorcism, in Mill's view, Vincent would be Father Cavendish's only successor.

What Vincent needs most now is encouragement. Mir walked over and said, "Don't be discouraged, Vincent. You have to believe in yourself. You can do it."

"Thank you, sir." Vincent hung his wet raincoat near the door and said, "I still need to get familiar with it for a while."

Matilda ran out of the kitchen and asked: "Have you had dinner? Mr. Zhu Nie Er."

"Dear Miss Betty, I had dinner at Father Cavendish's house, why are you here? Aren't you going to go home tonight?" Vincent bowed deeply towards Matilda.

"Yes, Mr. Zhu Nie'er." Matilda nodded and said, "Faced with Miss Ruili's sincere offer to stay, I cannot refuse."

At this time, Vincent was extremely excited. Matilda would live in the new house tonight, which made him at a loss.

Vincent needed to hide his joyful expression and did not want everyone to see it. He pretended to be a gentleman and said: "Welcome Miss Matilda very much. As another owner of the new house, I would like to invite you."

I wonder if you would mind going to a banquet tomorrow, Miss Matilda?"

Matilda was startled at first, glanced at Mil with some hesitation, then bowed to Vincent and said: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhu Nie Er, my brother is injured, I have to take care of him."

When Vincent rushed back, he didn't notice Inspector Louis on the sofa at all. He cast his gaze on Chris's face and noticed that something was wrong with Chris's face.

"It's okay, Miss Betty, I can take care of your brother with you, and I can cancel the banquet." Feeling Matilda's rejection, Vincent spread his hands and said.

Mir stood at the door of the room and noticed that the storm outside was gradually getting smaller. He took out his pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at the time. Vincent came back very punctually, and the time now happened to be twelve o'clock at midnight.

There were still an hour or two before midnight, and he was now ready to go home, but before going home, he needed to remind Ruili and Martin again, especially Martin, to pay attention to their safety.

"Okay, Vincent, Martin and I still have tasks to do. Please stay in the new house tonight. Please remember to lock the door."

"Okay, sir, I will protect them." Vincent said very confidently.

Mir and Martin walked out of the house at the same time. Mir stood on the stone road and looked at the dark night sky and said that although the rain was light, he felt that there was a very high possibility that Paulina would appear on Bourbon Street tonight.

"By the way, Martin, Laura, you also need to pay attention." Mir almost forgot about Laura, he reminded.

Regarding Laura, Mill always felt that she was lying. He could not confirm her lies. He could only detect Laura's problems through Martin's surveillance process, which is what he hoped.

Regarding the other man in the kitchen that Laura mentioned, Mill wanted to ignore him for the time being because he believed that the other man would definitely express another story.

In order to prevent himself from falling into the mystery again, he can temporarily choose to give up the interrogation of another man, as well as the strange homeless man, whom the boss calls Laura.

Mir said goodbye to Martin, walked slowly, and turned back from time to time to look at Paulina's house.

He could not see anything in the house through the window. There was no light source in the house, as if Paulina had fallen asleep at this time.

Mir looked at the oil lamp outside the door. The only dim light fell on the wooden door and the stone road, making the house look gloomy.

She didn't know who repaired her closed door, which made Mil a little curious. In the new house, he didn't hear any noise outside the house, let alone any repairs.

He suspected that Yaheng had used the power of the gods to repair the dilapidated wooden door, but when Mir stood on Bourbon Street and carefully observed the wooden door, it seemed that it had never been damaged, with no trace of repair.

He simply couldn't believe it. Vaguely, to some extent, his eyes were hallucinating. The wooden door was flashing vaguely, like a magic trick.

Mir immediately returned home and followed Paulina's example, not lighting any lights. He opened the window so that he could hear the sound better and have unobstructed vision without being disturbed by the rain. He sat tiredly in the dining room.

Sitting on the chair, he quietly observed what was happening on the opposite side.

He had been waiting for more than an hour, and his eyelids were very tired. He wanted to wake up, so he got up and walked into the kitchen to get the last bottle of rum. Chris had already drank all the brandy.

Crunch...

There was a sound from the wooden door opposite, and Mir stopped pouring wine and turned his head to look.
Chapter completed!