Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan sighed: "Don't say these irrational words, Miss Arya did nothing wrong."

"Why are you all talking for that slut!" Mrs. Lawrence stepped forward a little excitedly: "I need someone to pay for this!" She looked at Evan and Chandler viciously Sheriff.

Sheriff Chandler's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper: "The one who needs to pay is the murderer, please stop being unreasonable."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Lawrence couldn't help trembling: "You sound good, but you have not made any progress so far! Is my little John going to die in vain?"

Speaking of this Sheriff Chandler is a little ashamed, but he can only continue: "Mrs. Lawrence, this matter is very complicated, but we have made some progress, please don't worry ."

Mrs. Lawrence just sneered and turned away.

Looking in the direction she was leaving, Sheriff Chandler murmured, "Looks like I need to talk to the Laurence servants."

"Obviously." There was a hint of interest in Evan's eyes: "Sheriff Chandler, you still have a lot of work to do."

Sheriff Chandler left, and Evan returned to the church. Although Evan had doubts in his heart, he still needed evidence to prove it.

**

The next day is Sunday, Evan, as the pastor of Delan Lille, needs to pray for the believers, the words of worship have been prepared, Evan has completely adapted to this life at this time .

This day basically all the parishioners of Deran Lier came. John’s incident cast a cloud over the whole Delan Lier, and the townspeople urgently needed one A vent to soothe your soul.

Duke Wilson also came, his face was still cold, he still ignored Evan, but he still came.

The arrival of Duke Wilson changed the atmosphere of the whole church. People rushed to salute him with surprise and excitement on their faces.

Evan stood on the altar and watched Duke Wilson greet everyone elegantly and peacefully, but he was secretly thinking about how he wanted to get closer to the Duke again, and now the Duke obviously treats him If there is a gap, then there is no need for him to stick to it. He is more proficient than anyone here.

Evan finished the service with sincerity, his emotional speech, his extremely sincere demeanor, and his blond, blue-eyed and extremely foul appearance, soothed the panic of the entire Delanlier people His mood gave them a moment of tranquility in their religion. After the service, many townspeople came up to thank him and kissed the horns of his robes. Evan received more respect than he imagined in Dranlier. .

Duke Wilson stood at the door of the church, watching Evan smiling and talking to the townspeople, an old gentleman trembled and could hardly hold the Bible in his hand, but he smiled and held his bony hands , speak to him kindly.

Duke Wilson felt a little dazzling, he never seemed to be bothered by what he heard that day, he didn't condemn his actions, he didn't explore the meaning of his actions, he was like nothing happened It seems that he has been treating himself as always, being respectful and polite, but it is this kind of politeness that is not far away, which makes Duke Wilson even more annoyed.

He turned around in frustration and left the church.

In the afternoon, Sheriff Chandler came to the church. He was very excited. He took out a calfskin bag from the pocket of his coat, and said with a smile: "I'm really lucky today. The evidence I sent to Scotland Yard for testing has come back, and they found the remains of a brooch in the ashes of John's fireplace."

Evan raised his eyebrows, a brooch? Looking at the distorted thing in front of him, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you really sure this is a brooch?"

Sergeant Chandler smiled and rubbed his hands: "You don't have to make fun of me, this is indeed a brooch, and it is a very precious brooch, Scotland Yard experts have confirmed It seems that our murderer is a woman who can own such a precious brooch, Mr. Reverend, you should know who it is without me telling you."

Evan lowered his head and looked at the wreckage in his hand, pondered for a long time and finally said: "Although we found this brooch, there is still no evidence to link this brooch to Mrs. Lawrence, And we don't have any valid theories about motivation."

Sheriff Chandler suddenly smiled meaningfully when he heard this sentence: "I knew you would say this, but the people at Scotland Yard have determined that this brooch is It was handcrafted by a shop in London. It is unique. There is only one in this world. I asked someone to help me find out. ?"

Sheriff Chandler was very confident, but Evan frowned slightly when he looked at the precious brooch. He had never seen Mrs. Lawrence wear this brooch.

"And not only that, the blow to the back of John's head was from upper right to lower left, and he was also identified as left-handed. You know, Mrs. Lawrence is left-handed." Sheriff Chandler With a smug look on his face: "Pastor Bruce, how is it, it's all right now, right?"

Evan hadn't seen John's wound, and this was the first time he heard about a left-handed man. After thinking about it, Mrs. Lawrence was indeed left-handed.

"There is no direct evidence, you still have to be careful." Evan said bitterly.

Sheriff Chandler was determined to win: "Pastor Bruce, even you can't refute the evidence this time. As long as she has these things, she can't escape in front of the judge."

This sentence reminded Evan. At this time, the court was not as strict as the rules of later generations. At this time, as long as it is circumstantial evidence, one can be sent to the gallows.

Evan frowned slightly, but Sheriff Chandler was very excited, he said excitedly: "I think I still have to talk to the servants at Lawrence's house, and inquire about Mrs. Lawrence's relationship with John's relationship."

Evan sent Sheriff Chandler away with a complicated expression, is it really Mrs. Lawrence? The small but hot-tempered middle-aged woman flashed in his mind instantly. If he said that this person could kill, he believed that Mrs. Lawrence was very impressive.

Evan walked into the church full of worry. For the first time, he was very devoutly sitting under the statue and praying with his hands folded. Now he himself needs to be quiet.

**

Sheriff Chandler went to the home of the Lawrence and his wife, and it was time for the servants to prepare dinner. Mrs. Lawrence was even more attentive to Sheriff Chandler. Do not cooperate.

"If you need to ask anything, just go, but these servants are working now, you better hurry." Mrs. Lawrence looked at Sheriff Chandler with some mockery, schadenfreude.

Sheriff Chandler was very angry. Today, Mr. Lawrence is away, so he can only face Mrs. Lawrence directly.

"Madam, then please forgive my offense." Sheriff Chandler was also impatient to talk to Mrs. Lawrence. He has now identified Mrs. Lawrence's guilt in his heart, so he doesn't care. He politely called Mrs. Lawrence's maid out.

Looking at Sheriff Chandler's rude look, Mrs. Lawrence's face turned pale, but she didn't say a word.

Laura, the maid of Mrs. Lawrence, looked at Sheriff Chandler timidly, twisting the corners of her skirt with her hands.

If you do, I will take you to prison immediately, and you will never be able to get out."

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Sheriff Chandler nodded with satisfaction, this kind of intimidation was almost commonplace to him, and he had no burden at all.

"I ask you, how is the relationship between Mrs. Lawrence and John?"

"Madam and Master?" Laura looked puzzled.

"Yes! How is their relationship?" Sheriff Chandler's eyes were bright.

"The wife and the young master have a very good relationship, and the wife loves Master John very much." Laura said hesitantly.

Her hesitation did not escape Sheriff Chandler's eyes. He immediately said, "What else do you have to hide! Say it!"

Laura couldn't help shaking: "I...I really don't know..." She waved her hands in a panic.

Seeing Laura like this, Sheriff Chandler's eyes lit up, and he continued to chase after him: "Laura, you better not lie to me, your father owes With so many gambling debts, what do you think I should do with him?"

Laura's panicked eyes immediately filled with tears: "Oh, Mr. Sheriff, please don't do this to my father, he...he..."

"Then tell me the truth!" Sheriff Chandler did not relax.

Laura couldn't help but let out a deep sob: "Oh, I can't...I'm going to lose my job..."

Sheriff Chandler began to persuade at this time: "Oh, good girl, you don't have to worry about this matter, only I know about it, and I won't tell anyone who you said Yes, don't worry."

Laura finally stopped her loud sobbing and began to cry lowly, Sheriff Chandler became impatient, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Laura, whispering: " Well, wipe your tears, you can leave after you finish."

Laura took the handkerchief and blew her nose so loudly that Sheriff Chandler couldn't help frowning.

"I...I saw it before" She looked at Sheriff Chandler timidly: "I saw Mrs. Lawrence and Master John arguing, and Mrs. Lawrence also beat Master John ...I know all this, I said it all, Mr. Sheriff, please don't embarrass my father!"

Sheriff Chandler almost jumped up with excitement: "Really? When did it happen? Why?"

Laura didn't understand the sheriff's excitement, so she had to say again: "Yes... it was a few days ago, because I don't know anything, but Mrs. Lawrence was very angry, and said that she would talk to John If the young master cuts off the relationship..."