Guidebook for the Dark Duke

When Evan arrived at Woodwich House in a carriage, many people had already surrounded the house. Sergeant Chandler led several police officers to surround the entrance of the house. Look around, as if you can see something in this way.

When Evan got off the carriage, Sergeant Chandler found him. He walked straight towards Evan and said, "For God's sake, you are finally here. I just sent a The police officer is going to invite you, please go in quickly, Mrs. Lawrence is completely hysterical."

Evan can fully imagine the blow to Mrs. Lawrence. Just a few days ago, she led her son to show off, and her pampering was beyond words, but what happened today, Mrs. Lawrence can deal with it calmly. That's the weird thing.

"Mr. Sheriff, please tell me first, what is going on?" Evan asked while following Sheriff Chandler inside.

Sergeant Chandler waved his hands at the homeless man stretching his neck and looking in, complaining: "Gypsies! Look at what has become of Delan Lille, we shouldn't be passing through. Train, look what this has brought to this peaceful town! This is a disaster, I swear, it must have been done by a gypsy, and only these people would be so mad!"

"Is it murder? Sheriff?" Evan looked at Sheriff Chandler in astonishment.

Sergeant Chandler lowered his voice and leaned closer to Evan and said, "Yes, it was murder, Mr. Reverend, can you believe this? Murder! In Delan Lille!"

Evan put on a shocked look on his face, but he was muttering to himself, you feel surprised now, but you won't feel that way in the future.

"My God, this is really terrible." Evan quickly crossed his chest, like a really devout Protestant.

Chandler looked at Evan's pale face, fearing that he would pass out accidentally, and hurriedly said: "But you don't have to worry, I will catch this beast soon, and now I want you to appease him Mrs. Lawrence, let us carry out Mr. Lawrence's body first."

Evan's nerves were naturally not as slender as Sergeant Chandler imagined, he pursed his lips tightly, and nodded in response.

As soon as Evan entered the house, he heard Mrs. Lawrence's shrill voice coming from the living room. Sheriff Chandler frowned and strode towards the living room. Evan trotted after him.

Mrs. Lawrence in the living room was still wearing pajamas, her hair was messy and her eyes were red and swollen. She hugged the two police officers who were carrying a stretcher and screamed: "You gangsters, put down my little John! Asleep! He couldn't die! He couldn't have left his poor mother to suffer!" she said, beating the officer with madness in her eyes.

Sergeant Chandler was very angry when he saw it, and said loudly: "Enough! Mrs. Lawrence, we understand your sadness, but please don't hinder us from handling the case!"

Sheriff Chandler's aura temporarily suppressed Mrs. Lawrence's madness.

"Handling the case?" Mrs. Lawrence turned to look at Sheriff Chandler, the sadness in her eyes almost overflowed, her thin body was trembling and she could hardly stand upright. Can't help but feel a little moved.

"No...it's impossible, my John is so obedient and cute, he can't just leave his poor mother..."

As she was talking, she was about to fall, and Sergeant Chandler hurried forward to support her, and his tone was softer: "Ma'am, look, I have invited Pastor Bruce over, and he will pray for Little John's soul." Yes, you don’t have to worry at all, things have already happened, please mourn.”

Mrs. Lawrence hardly heard what Sheriff Chandler said, and she kept murmuring, how obedient and sensible a child John is, as if there was nothing else in this world that could make her distracted.

In the end, it was Mr. Lawrence who couldn't listen anymore. He had been sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace with a sullen face before that. He stood up abruptly, pulled Mrs. Lawrence from the sheriff's hand, and said sharply: " Alright! That's enough! Don't make trouble anymore! What's the point of saying these words again! You spoiled him!"

Mr. Lawrence talked endlessly, but he didn't even dare to look at John. His lips trembled, and his cloudy eyes were red, as if he was about to cry the next moment.

But he didn't cry after all, but Mrs. Lawrence did. Her voice was so sad and hopeless, like a mother animal who had lost her cub, and everyone present couldn't help being moved.

Of course, these people also include Evan. Even though he is really hard-hearted, when he faces this kind of scene, his heart can't help but soften. Evan lowered his head, made the cross, and silently read a paragraph Prayer, walked to the stretcher carrying John.

Evan lifted the white cloth covering John's face, his eyes were wide open, his face was pale, and there seemed to be a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't expect all this to happen to him, in fact, Evan didn't Not expected.

Sheriff Chandler walked up to Evan silently, and said in a low voice: "Poor kid, he was hit on the back of the head with a desk lamp, and he died just like that. He was only 22 years old, and he had a lovely fiancee. How could he be like this?" A life that ended early."

Evan didn't respond to Sheriff Chandler's exclamation. He half-kneeled in front of John, put the Bible on John's forehead, crossed himself on his chest, and said a prayer silently. Then he covered the white cloth and stood up. stand up.

"Have you found out who did it?" Evan asked in a low voice.

Sheriff Chandler smiled awkwardly: "There is no conclusion yet, and further verification by the forensic doctor is needed, otherwise there is no way to determine the real time of death."

Evan raised his eyebrows and did not speak. Instead, he walked up to Mrs. Lawrence and went to do his own work to comfort her.

Mrs. Lawrence was still crying in Mr. Lawrence's arms, but now she saw Evan approaching, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw, she broke free from Mr. Lawrence's arms and held on tightly. Holding Evan's arm, he mourned: "Mr. Pastor, my John is a good boy, he can go to heaven, right?"

Evan helped Mrs. Lawrence sit down, and said softly, "Don't worry, John is a devout believer. God will use his broad mind to accept him into heaven, no matter what he has done."

When Evan said this, he looked at the expressions of the Lawrence couple with meaning. Mrs. Lawrence didn't seem to notice it, and didn't respond at all. Mr. Lawrence also lowered his head and smoked a cigar, with a look of sadness on his face. His expression didn't change at all.

Evan was a little confused for a moment, did Jimmy not shake off this matter.

While Evan was appeasing Mrs. Lawrence, Dr. Hester happened to come down from the stairs, his eyes glowed with excitement, but when he saw Evan's reproachful gaze, he restrained himself a little awkwardly, and he He stepped forward, took out a tube of sedative, put two drops in Mrs. Lawrence's water glass, handed it to Mrs. Lawrence and said, "Madam, drink some, it will be good for you."

Mrs. Lawrence had completely lost her strength at this time, she took Dr. Hester's glass of water in a daze, and drank it in one gulp.

Mr. Lawrence stood up, supported Mrs. Lawrence, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Dr. Hester, Pastor Bruce. I'm not feeling well now, so I won't send you two off. Please do what you want."

After speaking, he helped Mrs. Lawrence up to the second floor.

Seeing the situation, Evan couldn't stay here any longer, he also stood up, and said to the doctor: "Let's go, this poor couple has gone through enough today, don't worry them anymore. "

Dr. Hester seemed to have more to say, but he didn't dare to say anything more, so he agreed with Evan's words with a smile, and left Lawrence's house with Evan.

After leaving the Woodwich hut, Dr. Hester immediately went to the police station in a carriage. He was a small town doctor and the only forensic doctor in the police station. Today he needed an autopsy.

But Evan didn't leave immediately, he avoided the more or less visiting eyes around the hut, and walked back from the backyard of the house, he walked through the fence gate that was in vain, walked into the garden of Lawrence's house, and then went Going forward is the kitchen. He once heard Jimmy say that he has a good relationship with a cook in the kitchen.

Evan walked outside the kitchen door, but found that the kitchen door was open. He walked in, and heard a faint cry. Evan walked over along with the cry, and saw a little girl in a maid outfit He was covering his eyes and weeping.

When she heard someone coming, she raised her head hastily and saw that it was Evan, she was relieved: "Oh, so it's you, Pastor Bruce, do you need something?" She wiped her red eyes, her voice still There was a hint of crying, but her face was still delicate and beautiful, with a hint of childishness of a girl.

Evan smiled softly, and whispered, "I'm here to find Jimmy, is he there?"

The maid seemed a little surprised by what Evan said. In her opinion, it was impossible for an inferior person like Jimmy to know a gentleman like a pastor.

"Oh... oh, you came to find Jimmy..." The maid's expression became a little awkward in an instant: "But...but, look, Jimmy left Woodwich Cottage early this morning, and he said he had The new job is about to leave here, so he should go home."

"Jimmy found a new job?" Evan couldn't help but frowned. Jimmy was still worried about being fired that night. Why did he find a new job today? Evan was a little puzzled.

Seeing that Evan's expression was wrong, the maid became more and more embarrassed: "Mr. Pastor, you...do you have anything to do with him?"

Seeing the horror in her eyes, Evan couldn't help but smiled: "No, it's just that he left something in the church last time, so I'll ask."

"Oh, so that's the case." The maid immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Jimmy is such a person, he always likes to forget things, I can give you the address of his home, and you can just send it there."

Evan nodded, and took note of the address the maid said.

Just before he was about to leave, he glanced at the faint emerald green lace in the maid's hair, and suddenly said, "Why were you crying just now?"

The maid's face, which had been relieved at first, turned red in an instant, and her tears were about to come out, and then she stammered and said, "Because... because Master John died, he was a good master, and we all miss him very much." he."

Evan frowned slightly when he heard this. John and the term "good master" have nothing to do with each other. At the last banquet, he saw John scolding the male servant more than once. I'm afraid this little maid has something to hide. secret.

Evan looked at the maid clearly, and smiled gently: "My child, the door of the church in Delanele is always open for you, no matter what kind of trouble you encounter, you can come to me, God will not Doors closed for any devout believer."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the maid who looked a little sad, turned and left Lawrence's house.