Guidebook for the Dark Duke

"Mr. Rael, what's wrong with you?" Evan looked at Rael, who was a little stiff, and asked with concern.

Reel wanted to force a smile, but in the end he failed, he just raised his mouth slightly and whispered: "I'm fine, is that tramp still at the police station? ?"

Evan looked at Rael and suddenly smiled: "I'm afraid you don't feel good in your heart, after all, it's the one who killed Mr. Johnson."

Evan's sudden change of topic made Rael stunned for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, yes."

Evan couldn't help sighing when he heard it: "You have been wronged a lot in this matter, why don't you do it like this, I will tell Sheriff Chandler and let you participate in tomorrow. of things.”

"What about tomorrow?" Rael looked at Evan with some doubts.

Evan nodded: "Tomorrow Sheriff Chandler will take the homeless man to paint a portrait, because the previous painter was ill, so he decided to go to Sheriff Chandler temporarily. At home, ask another painter to come over, would you like to come and take a look?"

Reel just felt heartbroken, such a thing... such a thing... it's really...

"Okay, okay." Rael only felt some lips were dry.

Evan smiled with relief: "I'm glad to have you join us, I believe things will develop further tomorrow."

Reel smiled reluctantly, then immediately took the letter and left Evan's house.

Looking at Rael's anxious back, Evan smiled meaningfully. I'm afraid this matter will have a result tomorrow.

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The next morning, Evan went to Sheriff Chandler's house early. At this time, Sheriff Chandler had just woken up, and he was still a little confused.

"Oh, my God, Pastor Bruce, why are you here so early." Sheriff Chandler's hair was messy, bread was still in his mouth, and his words were a little muffled.

Evan turned his face away, unable to bear to look directly, and said succinctly, "I'm afraid there will be something wrong here, so come and see in advance."

Sheriff Chandler smiled at this time: "You can rest assured, everything is arranged according to your words, Mrs. Johnson will be here at nine o'clock on time, and the tramp will be there After you arrive, bring them over together, and the development of things will depend on your prediction."

Evan nodded slightly: "Very good."

Speaking of this, Sheriff Chandler couldn't help but look at Evan curiously and whispered: "But will things really develop as you expected?"

Evan sneered in his heart, but his face was very soft: "Please rest assured, as long as the sinful people in this world have sinned once, they will no longer fear the majesty of the law, in order to protect their own Secret, he will definitely do something."

Sheriff Chandler was a little confused by what Evan said, but he still nodded and said no more.

When the clock reached nine o'clock, Mrs. Johnson arrived at Sheriff Chandler's house on time, this time Mrs. Johnson was different from the previous times, although this time she still had some Pale, but her complexion looked much better than last time, and when she saw Evan, a smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, Pastor Bruce, you are here too." Mrs. Johnson looked at Evan with a very friendly smile.

Evan slightly curved his mouth and said softly: "Thanks to the invitation of Sheriff Chandler, how are you doing, madam?"

"I'm fine." Mrs. Johnson smiled: "It's just that I really really hope that this terrible thing will end soon. Fortunately, now Sheriff Chandler has caught the culprit. This paragraph Terrible times are finally over."

Evan looked at Mrs. Johnson, nodded, and said nothing.

A moment later, Sheriff Chandler's door was knocked again, Evan looked at Sheriff Chandler, and the Sheriff immediately went to open the door, but when he saw the station When Rael was at the door, the whole person was still stunned.

"This..." He looked at Evan with a confused expression.

Evan seemed to finally remember it at this time, and immediately explained: "I happened to talk about this with Mr. Rael yesterday, so I invited Mr. Rael by the way. ." Having said that, he turned his head to look at Mrs. Johnson, whose face instantly turned cold and severe, and said softly, "Madam, you won't mind, will you?"

Mrs. Johnson seemed to want to stop herself from being so aggressive, so she wanted to laugh to ease the atmosphere, but she failed in the end, she suddenly realized that when she faced When it comes to this person, I can't smile at all.

"No, I don't mind." Mrs. Johnson said stiffly.

Evan didn't seem to feel the awkward atmosphere, he still smiled very contentedly: "It's fine if you don't mind."

Reel walked in a little nervously. Although Sheriff Chandler didn't like him a little, he wouldn't easily do some rude behavior, so he still asked him to sit in the living room .

The others waited for another ten minutes, and the knock at the door finally rang. Sheriff Chandler stood up excitedly this time and said with a smile: "Finally here. ."

He rushed to the door to open the door, but Evan still stood there, but his eyes swept over Mrs. Johnson and Rayle. Mrs. Johnson clenched the fan in her hand tightly, her eyes were sharp, But Rael just stood there quietly, not saying a word.

In a short while, the homeless man came in under the **** of the police. Because of the small room, Rael retreated into the corridor, and Mrs. Johnson was also unwilling to be with a homeless man. In the first room, he walked into the kitchen and watched every move of the people in the room through the glass.

The homeless looked a little sluggish at this time, the messy beard covered most of his cheeks, and he also had an unpleasant smell, which made everyone in the room frown .

"Mr. Goode." Sheriff Chandler asked reluctantly, "Can you really help us find the murderer?"

"Please believe me!" When it comes to this homeless man, he suddenly becomes energetic: "That thing is definitely not what I did, I am very grateful to Mr. Johnson's generosity, how to do it What about hurting him? I will definitely help you draw a good portrait!"

Sheriff Chandler nodded reluctantly: "Very good."

Because the painter has not come yet, so everyone had to sit quietly, waiting for the arrival of the painter, Sheriff Chandler waved his hand slightly impatiently, it has been so long It's really strange that people haven't come yet.

"Go outside and see if the painter is here!" Sheriff Chandler waved to a police officer.

The police officer went out to check immediately, but Evan suddenly said at this moment: "Who is the painter you hired?"

Sheriff Chandler frowned slightly, and before he had time to answer, suddenly there was a loud noise in the garden, like an explosion, and the people in the room immediately panicked, Johnson The lady's sharp voice came from the kitchen. The kitchen was the closest place to the garden. Sheriff Chandler responded the most quickly and ran towards the door immediately. Evan also ran out with Sheriff Chandler.

A man took a thin needle and walked towards him step by step, he stared at the man, almost incoherent: "Yes... it's you..."

The man had a grim smile on his face, and the needle in his hand glowed with cold light.

The homeless wanted to avoid and shout, but the noise outside had already covered his shouting, and it seemed like a pot was exploded outside, and there were voices and screams everywhere.

The homeless man really had nowhere to go at this time, and his face couldn't help showing the color of despair.

The man was getting closer and closer to the homeless man, knowing that the tip of his needle had touched the homeless man's cheek, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter behind him: "Mr. Rael, I have to Say, your explosion today is something I never imagined."

It turned out that this person was Rael, he turned his head quickly, looked at Evan's slightly smiling face, and Sheriff Chandler's frown, his face instantly turned Pale white.

"You...you...you designed this?" Rael's tone trembled slightly.

Evan looked back at Sheriff Chandler, and the sheriff nodded: "Mr. Rael, I really didn't expect you to do this."

Reel was almost collapsed at this time. Facing the current scene, he didn't seem to find a way to get out of here. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something, and he clenched it immediately. With the needle in his hand, he turned his head and wanted to grab the homeless man who was still a little helpless.

Only when he turned his head, the homeless man had removed the beard from his face, and even the tightly handcuffed hands had been released at this time, he was like a A most respectable young man, standing behind Rael, nodded slightly: "Mr. Rael, I'm Constable Pete."

It turned out that this person was a police officer in disguise.

Reel was really desperate at this time, the needle in his hand slipped down her fingertips, she looked at Sheriff Chandler and Evan, her lips trembling uncontrollably : "You... how did you know it was me?"

The police officer who came or not came in with a lady in his hand.

"Mr. Sheriff, Pastor Bruce, this is the man who threw explosives into your garden!" The policeman looked excited, obviously, he was also the most important in this plan one ring.

Reel looked at the woman who was being pulled by the policeman, and his face suddenly felt relieved for a moment.

"Is it because of her?" Rael's tone was very low.

Evan smiled softly: "Mr. Rael, I have to say that this trick of yours is really interesting. At the beginning, you put yourself in the most suspicious place, and even don't hesitate to destroy it. Lose your own reputation, and then find someone to prove your innocence when the police are at their most complacent. Although this reversal of yours is very good, it will completely divert everyone's attention from you, but I have to say , the collaborator you chose is really the biggest loophole in this matter."

Evan looked at the lady with her head down, and said, "Miss Blair, one of the most famous old lady in Delan Lier, although she can easily be caught by you Bewildered, but her yearning for love and her uncontrollable desire to show off completely ruined your plans."

Evan no longer looked at Miss Blair who was trembling all over, but looked at Rael, who looked a little gloomy.

"You told me that you were going to leave Delane, and at this time, Miss Blair, who testified for you, sold her ancestral home that she had inherited for many years and left Delan Lier, and he sold his house with the happiness of wanting to get married, such a coincidence, I'm afraid it won't happen once in a hundred years, Mr. Rael?"

Evan's eyes finally brought out a sarcastic smile, but Rael completely lost his faith at this time.