Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Leyle collapsed on the sofa with a desperate expression. He looked straight at Blair who didn't dare to look up at him, and said with trembling lips, "Why are you so stupid!"

The viciousness in his tone made Miss Blair tremble. She raised her face and looked at Rael, with tears streaming down her face: "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"

Leil looked at Miss Blair, and couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes: "Oh, shut up! You make me feel sick!"

Miss Blair widened her innocent eyes, and looked a little funny at this moment: "Oh, my dear Ray, what are you talking about? How can you say such terrible things?"

Leil looked at Miss Blair and smiled sarcastically: "Oh! I have never seen such a stupid woman like you, do you really think I will marry you? This is so ridiculous, like you Stupid woman, am I crazy? I'm just using you!"

At this moment, Miss Blair stared blankly at Leyle as if she had just woken up from a dream, as if she didn't know what to say.

"You...you..." She looked at Leier's eyes, as if she didn't know him.

Leier didn't look at her at all, turned his head to look out of the window, and whispered: "Stop talking, get out!"

Miss Blair was already in tears at this time, and it was really hard for her to accept that her originally gentle lover suddenly became like this.

"Oh!" Miss Blair sobbed loudly, turned around and ran out. The police officer who brought her in saw the situation and hurriedly chased her out.

Evan looked at Rael meaningfully, at his clenched fists, and his slightly tensed mouth.

"Mr. Rael." When Sergeant Chandler said the word sir, his tone was a little stiff: "Why do you treat Mr. Johnson like this?"

"Oh!" Rael sneered: "An old pig like Johnson, do I need a reason to kill him?"

Sergeant Chandler seemed startled by Rael's sudden swearing. He looked at Rael with wide eyes, and his tone became serious: "How can you say that about Mr. Johnson?"

Rael turned his head to look at Sheriff Chandler, and his smile became more ironic: "Sheriff Chandler, you are an upright gentleman, so you can't imagine what a person will do when he is evil. Horrible thing."

Sergeant Chandler was frightened by his words, he turned his head and glanced at Evan, with a message for help in his eyes.

Evan pursed his lips slightly, with a serious expression on his face: "Evil?" There was a hint of doubt in his tone: "We have all heard of Mr. Johnson's crime of greed, but is it too much for you to say that he is evil? Already?" If you want to know the truth, you still need to use some incentives when necessary.

Rael was really irritated by Evan's words. He looked at Evan suddenly, with an abnormal flush on his face, and his breath was slightly heavy: "If you don't know the truth, don't judge things with your eyes, Mr. Johnson What you did, only I know best!"

Evan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the police officer Pete standing aside, and suddenly felt blessed: "Oh? For example, let you dress up as a woman?"

There was no trace of joke in Evan's tone, but Leyle's cheeks were still reddened visible to the naked eye: "You...you..." He panted heavily.

Evan waved his hand apologetically: "Oh, I'm sorry, did I say something wrong? Or is this your hobby?"

Sheriff Chandler was almost amused by Evan's words, but Rael's face turned red and purple.

"This is not my hobby!" This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Evan nodded as if suddenly realized: "So that's the case, then it's Mr. Johnson's special hobby. This is really a terrible thing." At this time, Evan remembered his mission as a priest and crossed himself on his chest.

Rael glared at Evan viciously, he hadn't realized before that this pastor, Mr., would be so mean.

Sergeant Chandler also seemed to know something at this time, and he looked a little embarrassed. To be honest, he knew some evil deeds of some high-ranking nobles in private, but he did not expect that Mr. Johnson, who watched It looks very decent, and a gentleman who has a good relationship with him will do this kind of thing.

"Leave him alone!" Sergeant Chandler waved at Police Officer Pete who was standing aside.

Pete was also shocked by such a scandal. Sheriff Chandler said it twice before he realized it, and quickly took Leyle away.

Seeing Rael leave, Sergeant Chandler looked at Evan uncontrollably, and said in a low voice, "This is really terrible. Mr. Johnson is such...such a person!"

Evan sighed, lowered his head to ponder for a moment, and then said: "This is the way things are in this world. Things that look the most decent are actually the dirtiest. Mr. Johnson is really disappointing..."

"It's more than disappointing!" Evan hadn't finished speaking when a cold female voice suddenly came from the kitchen.

Evan was startled, and turned around to look, but saw Mrs. Johnson coming out of the kitchen with a blank expression. Evan frowned a little annoyed. In a moment of excitement, he even forgot that Mrs. Johnson was still in the kitchen.

"Oh, ma'am, you...you..." Sergeant Chandler was obviously at a loss at this moment.

Mrs. Johnson waved her hand mockingly: "Oh, come on, Mr. Sheriff, you don't need to try to comfort me. My own husband is well aware of what he is, but I didn't expect him to be so shameless. point!"

Mrs. Johnson was obviously angry. Her tone was very angry, and her eyes were slightly red.

Sheriff Chandler was not good at dealing with ladies, so he was a little embarrassed at this moment, not knowing what to say.

Evan sighed in his heart, and could only stand up: "Mrs. Johnson, this is a very sad thing, but please take care of your health and don't be disturbed by such things."

Mrs. Johnson sneered, and she looked a little depressed: "How can I not be disturbed by such things? As long as Rael is tried, the whole Delan Lille will know how disgusting he is. I'm afraid I can't stay here any longer."

When Mrs. Johnson mentioned this, Evan and the sheriff were silent. To be honest, this was a deadlock. They could not prevent Rael from being tried. This will make the judge sympathize with him, and as long as this kind of thing is spread, Mrs. Johnson may be disturbed by rumors even though she is a victim.

Faced with the silence of Evan and the sheriff, Mrs. Johnson was actually prepared. She sighed, turned and left without saying a word.

After Mrs. Johnson left, Sergeant Chandler and Evan looked at each other for a while, and did not speak for a long time.

"I..." Sergeant Chandler was about to speak to ease the atmosphere, when suddenly a woman screamed outside: "Oh! My God! What's going on! William! What's going on! Why is my garden like this!"

When Sergeant Chandler heard the sharp female voice, he shrank visibly to the naked eye. He glanced at Evan as if asking for help, but Evan could only spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless, all women in this world , only Mrs. Chandler, Evan has nothing to do with her.

Mrs. Chandler rushed in, and even smiled at Evan, and then all the firepower was aimed at Sergeant Chandler, and she yelled angrily, making Sergeant Chandler even Forgot what his main job was today. Taking this opportunity, Evan quickly slipped out of Sheriff Chandler's house. He didn't want to wait until the sheriff finally came to his senses before telling Mrs. Chandler that he He is the one who planned this matter.

Evan walked towards the Church of Delanele with a relaxed expression. Since he came to this era and met so many people, he really felt relaxed at this moment, and felt that he had finally integrated into this era and helped Chandler Sergeant Le get out of trouble, such a 'noble' behavior, in his previous life is not expected, he seems to be made by the era of a cruel selfish villain, but here, somehow, He suddenly felt that life could be so simple and warm.

When Evan returned to the church, it was already dark. Mrs. Sanders had already lit all the candles in the church. At this time, she was sitting in front of the statue with her hands clasped together for evening prayer. her prayer.

"Pastor Bruce?" Mrs. Sanders looked up at Evan, surprised by the obvious joy on his face: "Did anything good happen?"

Evan nodded with a smile: "Sheriff Chandler caught the prisoner who killed Mr. Johnson. Is this a good thing?"

Mrs. Sanders breathed a long sigh of relief: "Oh, that's really great. I finally caught this lunatic after being on tenterhooks for so long. Who is it?" Mrs. Sanders was also a little curious.

Evan reached out and lit the holy water, crossed himself on his forehead, and said a prayer silently, before saying, "It's Mr. Rael."

"Rael?" Mrs. Sanders frowned, as if she didn't have a good impression of this. In fact, Rael didn't have a good impression of the entire Delan Lille.

"The one who did the horrible things that are forbidden in the Bible?" For a devout woman like Mrs. Sanders, she couldn't even say a word about homosexuality.

Evan pursed his lips cautiously: "Yes."

"Oh, my God! Such a thing is indeed a disaster, no wonder God forbids such a thing from happening." Mrs. Sanders made a sign of the cross on her chest, and she looked a little agitated.

Evan felt a little dry for a while, thinking about the relationship between him and Duke Wilson, he seemed to underestimate the resistance of people in this era to this matter.

"Has anyone come to see me?" Evan changed the subject in a timely manner.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Sanders gave Evan a weird look, and said in a low voice: "Oh, yes, Mr. Fold has come to look for you."

"Folder?" Evan couldn't help frowning: "What is he here for?"

"Mr. Folde came here this time, it seems a bit strange." Mrs. Sanders showed a puzzled expression on her face: "He seems to be very anxious to see you, and said that he has something important to tell you Said, but you didn't tell me where you were going before you left, so I can only let him leave first."

Evan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. It was really weird that Ferd had something to look for him.