Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Mr. Johnson is actually dead?

Evan looked at Duke Wilson almost in disbelief.

"How...how is this possible?"

Duke Wilson sighed, helped Evan to sit up on the bed, and then said: "Sheriff Chandler went to find Johnson this afternoon, only to find him dead on his bed."

Thoughts swirled in Evan's mind, but nothing showed on his face. He even drew the cross on his chest with some regret, and whispered: "God bless, this is really terrible."

Duke Wilson looked at his pale face, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes. In his mind, Evan was completely a bloodless white moonlight. He almost couldn't bear to let him hear such a bloody thing.

But Evan didn't have any other feelings about this result except surprise.

How could Mr. Johnson die suddenly?

Evan didn't expect this result at all.

"Mr. Johnson..." Evan hesitated: "How did Mr. Johnson die?" In the end, Evan decided to ask this question.

Duke Wilson sat on the chair next to Evan's bed, but his eyes moved away from Evan's pale face with some guilt, and he focused on hearing this question.

"He committed suicide." Duke Wilson's tone was somewhat disdainful: "He is even a Christian, what a coward."

"Suicide?" Evan was even more surprised. How could Johnson commit suicide?

"Does he have a will?" Evan continued to ask.

Duke Wilson raised his eyebrows slightly when he talked about this: "Of course he stayed, but it's just the same routine. He admitted all the crimes, including concealing the church's money, and he didn't dare to use the check I wrote to him. I just wanted to make a last-ditch effort, but in the end I was defeated by his timidity."

The doubts in Evan's mind deepened. This is not something Johnson would do. How could Johnson give up his life so easily if he had the guts to lie to the Duke.

"Are you really sure about this?" Evan lowered his eyes slightly, still having doubts in his heart.

Duke Wilson glanced at Evan in surprise, he didn't realize that Evan would ask such a question.

"Of course I'm sure." Duke Wilson's tone was also somewhat hesitant: "He committed suicide by taking poison, and the suicide note was placed next to his pillow. His wife was not at home, the room was locked, and the key was in his pocket. The situation must have been suicide."

Seeing Duke Wilson's expression, Evan's heart fluctuated. Perhaps this is absolutely impossible for people of the Duke's age, but for Evan who has been influenced by modern society, this is not absolute.

"This matter... how will we deal with it?" Evan asked very cautiously.

Duke Wilson paused for a moment before saying, "Mr. Johnson's body has been taken away by Sheriff Chandler, and will be buried after the autopsy."

Evan probably made up his mind, and there is still some time. After the autopsy, there should be a hearing. Even if he wants to be buried after the hearing, he has to wait until he recovers. Mr. Johnson is a Christian after all, and he is also a member of his church. Suicide, and made a big mistake, but the church still has to make a statement.

Evan lowered his head to think about his own thoughts, but Duke Wilson looked at Evan hesitantly. After a long silence, he finally asked, "Will you preside over Johnson's funeral?"

Evan had a lot of thoughts in his mind at this time, and without thinking too much, he said casually: "Of course I hosted it."

After speaking, I felt a pause in my heart, and then subconsciously looked at Duke Wilson, only to find a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"Don't you... don't you hate his behavior?" The Duke looked at Evan with complicated eyes.

Evan didn't realize Duke Wilson's intention for a while, but replied according to the character he had set before: "Mr. Johnson's behavior is indeed not worthy of praise, but he is God's people after all, and God will not give up any easily. A lost soul, as a messenger of God, I will naturally not give up."

When Evan spoke, he subconsciously used his most gentle expression. After he finished speaking, the Duke was stunned. He looked straight at Evan, and the complicated expression in his eyes almost made Evan's back feel cold.

"You, what's the matter with you?" Evan asked cautiously, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Duke Wilson withdrew his gaze in an instant. He lowered his head and looked at the floor, as if a flower could bloom somewhere.

"It's nothing, you are really a tolerant person."

Duke Wilson's tone was normal, but Evan always sensed something was wrong.

"It's just what I should do, you're flattering me." Now is not the time to pursue this issue, and Evan still said what he should say.

The two didn't entangle on this issue anymore, because it was already late, Duke Wilson also left, and Evan frowned as he watched him leave.

He suddenly noticed that the Duke's attitude towards him had changed subtly. It was not as obvious as the previous love and appreciation. Now the Duke, he always felt that there was an expression in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

The next morning, Evan ate at the house. Although Tom was a little frizzy, he was considerate in doing things, especially in serving Evan.

Evan had breakfast in bed and read a book for a while, and the Duke came to see him again.

Evan looked at the Duke and felt that he was a little weird. Although his attitude was still as gentle as before, he always felt that the way the Duke looked at him was very different from before.

But even so, Evan's strategy for the Duke has not changed, because in his feeling, the overall change of the Duke is still beneficial to him.

Evan and the Duke talked for a while about the understanding of several books, which can be regarded as spiritual communication. Evan tried his best to improve his image to a higher place, thanks to the accumulation of his previous life, and this I made preparations in advance, and Evan was able to connect with the Duke in terms of reading.

The two had just spoken a few words when a servant came in to report.

"My lord, please see Mrs. Johnson." The man who came to report was Thomas, the servant that the Duke wanted to send to Evan.

"Mrs. Johnson?" The Duke put down Evan's book in his hand: "What is she here for?" Duke Wilson frowned, with obvious disgust in his eyes.

Thomas clearly sensed the duke's rejection, so he was a little trembling.

"She...she came to find Pastor Bruce."

"What?" Duke Wilson stood up abruptly from his chair: "How dare she come to find Pastor Bruce?"

Evan was also a little surprised. He had no personal relationship with Mrs. Johnson. At such a sensitive time, Mrs. Johnson came to him, which made Evan full of doubts.

"She..." Evan paused with obvious hesitation: "Did she say anything?"

Evan's words broke the dignified low score, and Thomas was relieved. He just wanted to answer, but was preempted by Duke Wilson.

"You don't need to ask this kind of person anymore, just let her go. Does Johnson still want to pray for Mr. Pastor's forgiveness for doing those things?"

Duke Wilson said directly, with a look of contempt.

Evan frowned. It was natural for Duke Wilson to understand this, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"Master Duke." Evan still decided to appease the Duke first: "Mrs. Johnson did nothing wrong. Since she came to seek help from the Lord, I shouldn't refuse her. Let her in."

Evan leaned half sideways on the cushion, and the awkward posture made him a little uncomfortable.

Duke Wilson looked at Evan with disapproval on his expression, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Mr. Pastor, you are too kind, which makes these people feel confident about you."

The intimacy revealed in Duke Wilson's tone was perfectly captured by Evan.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Evan's mouth, he lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "You are too much, let Mrs. Johnson come in first, I also have something to ask her."

Hearing him talk about this, Duke Wilson's eyes also flashed a gleam of understanding. Mr. Johnson has done so many things, and Evan still has to give an explanation to the church, and the person who knows the most about this matter is no one else except Mrs. Johnson .

"Okay, then let her in." Duke Wilson said to Thomas with a cold face.

Thomas couldn't help shivering, and quickly bowed his head and said, "Yes."

After Thomas went out, the atmosphere between Evan and Duke Wilson became a little delicate.

"What do you think of Mrs. Johnson's visit?" Duke Wilson spoke first.

Evan frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Johnson have always had a close relationship. This time, Mr. Johnson committed suicide. This is also a tragedy for Mrs. Johnson. She should come to seek help from the Lord."

Evan said cautiously, but Duke Wilson sneered unabashedly: "Your guesses about human nature are too naive. Although the Johnsons seem close, as far as I know, Mr. Johnson has already had a relationship outside. Without a lover, Mrs. Johnson is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the two people are only in harmony on the surface."

This was the first time Evan heard such a statement, so he was really surprised.

"How could this be? This is really..." Evan immediately put on an unspeakable expression.

Duke Wilson looked at his appearance, his expression softened a little, and he said in a low voice: "People like you can't understand his dirty heart, Pastor Bruce, I hope you can not talk to Mrs. Being deceived by her, an honest person like you cannot deal with these hateful demons."

Evan couldn't help laughing in his heart, this was the first time someone felt that he was an honest person...

Evan couldn't help but pursed his lips. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a message from someone outside that Mrs. Johnson had come.

Evan shuddered in his heart and raised his head.

The woman at the door looked to be in her thirties, with a gentle expression and a soft face, wearing a light purple dress, elegant and simple.

She came in after the male servant, walked slowly about five steps in front of the Duke, raised the corner of her skirt, bent her knees, and said softly, "Your Excellency."

Duke Wilson looked at the woman in front of him indifferently, raised the corners of his mouth in disgust, and finally raised his hand like a charity, allowing Mrs. Johnson to stand up straight.

Looking at this scene, Evan lowered his head slightly. The status hierarchy in this world is so obvious that he must grasp everything that can climb to the top.