Guidebook for the Dark Duke

    "You... pregnant with John's child?" Sheriff Chandler looked at Amy cautiously.

    Amy only reacted at this moment, and was a little flustered for a while: "No...no..." Amy's eyes were erratic, but when he saw Evan's half-smile eyes, he immediately said : "I mean yes, I am indeed pregnant with Master John's child." Amy was completely calm at the moment.

     Sheriff Chandler frowned unbearably: "Amy, I know you are a good boy, but this kind of thing can't be said nonsense, John is the one I watched grow up Yes, although he is a little arrogant, he is not a casual person, you…”

    "No! Sheriff Chandler!" Amy interrupted Sheriff Chandler suddenly: "It's not Master John's fault, it's me...I seduce Master John, I ...I just love him so much, I love him more than Miss Arya! But he doesn't belong to me, I'm so miserable, sorry...sorry..."

    Amy buried her face in her palm with excitement, and sobbed loudly.

    Sheriff Chandler was stunned for a while, I'm afraid he has never seen such a free lady in his life, he was at a loss for a while: "Ai... Amy, you Don't cry, your...do the Lawrences know about your situation?"

    In the view of the sheriff, Mr. Lawrence and Mrs. Lawrence are the most serious couple. If they know about Amy, they will be furious.

    "They already knew." Amy raised her head suddenly and said.

     Sheriff Chandler's eyes widened instantly: "It's impossible! They never told me."

    "They all know, but they all pretended that this didn't happen. They really love Master John too much and don't want his reputation to be ruined." Amy whispered.

    Sheriff Chandler was almost in disbelief, and dared to conceal such a serious matter: "This is so outrageous! I always thought Mr. Lawrence Jr. was an upright gentleman."

    "He is indeed an upright gentleman." Evan interjected with a smile: "It's just that John is his son, what can you expect him to do?"

    Sheriff Chandler sighed, "This is great, the only clue is broken again."

    Evan smiled slightly: "Sheriff Chandler, have you forgotten what Amy said before?"

    Sheriff Chandler's eyes lit up when he heard this, then turned to stare at Amy, his eyes burning like a falcon: "Little Amy, what did John do? Is there another lady with him?"

    Amy trembled again. She glanced at the smiling and gentle Evan and shuddered. He suddenly felt that the most dangerous thing in this interrogation room was not viciousness Sheriff Chandler, but the kind and merciful Mr. Pastor.

    "I...I don't know..." Amy said weakly.

    "Little Amy, you can't lie to me, I'm a policeman, I know how to deal with liars, you're still pregnant with little John's child, it's really not suitable for you to be in prison, I I advise you to tell the truth." Sheriff Chandler said half-threateningly, half-coaxing.

    Amy couldn't help shivering, and looked at Sheriff Chandler with fear, her loyalty to John still couldn't stop worrying about the child in her belly, and she had to say: "I ...I only know one thing, the last time John and Mrs Lawrence quarreled, Mrs Lawrence didn't like Miss Arya and wanted Master John to marry a lady from London, but Master John refused, and Mrs Lawrence said it was Ally Miss Ya, Master John is so depraved, the Lawrence family absolutely cannot accept such a woman."

    Speaking of this, Amy couldn't help biting her lip. She still remembers the expression on Mrs. Lawrence's face when she said these words, which was fierce and crazy.

     Sheriff Chandler couldn't help frowning. He glanced at Evan with his eyes down, feeling a little ridiculous in his heart.

    "Anything else? You better not hide it from me!" Sheriff Chandler stared at Amy.

    Amy shrank her neck and shook her head gently: "No more, I only know this, that night I originally wanted to talk to Master John about my pregnancy, but I saw Miss Arya came out of the house, but I didn't go in, this is all done by Miss Arya, it really has nothing to do with me!"

    At this time, Amy still doesn't want to speak ill of Arya.

    Sheriff Chandler was a little impatient. No one can rule out the suspicion of the current situation, and things are more complicated.

      Fire stove?"

    After listening to Evan's question, Amy was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied firmly: "No!"

    Evan suddenly smiled: "How can you be sure?"

    Amy blushed all of a sudden: "I...I..."

     Sheriff Chandler saw that something was wrong, and immediately said, "Don't tell the truth soon! Otherwise, I will really throw you in jail for a lifetime!"

    Amy was pushed in both directions, and she burst into tears: "I... I was wrong! Sheriff Chandler, please don't put me in jail!"

    Sheriff Chandler sighed in relief, his face still dignified: "Since you don't want to be put in jail, tell me the truth!"

    Amy sat down with a sad face: "Actually...I actually saw Master John after Miss Arya left." Her words were light and short, if you didn't listen carefully not.

    Sheriff Chandler listened carefully, of course, so he jumped up from his chair at once: "Amy! How can you be like this! Frame a lady! Are you really crazy? !"

    Amy bowed her head in shame, not daring to look directly into Sheriff Chandler's eyes.

    "Go to Dr. Hester's house and let those people come back! Miss Arya is innocent." Sheriff Chandler quickly ordered the police around him.

    Sheriff Chandler is eager to exonerate Arya, but Evan is concerned about another issue.

    "Sheriff Chandler." When the sheriff finally finished his instructions, Evan suddenly said: "Since Master John didn't light the stove, does that mean that the time of death that Dr. Hester deduced Is there a problem?"

     Sheriff Chandler couldn't help but say a dirty word: "This Doctor Hester is really going to cause us trouble." Sheriff Chandler sighed: "If John's death The time is extended to ten to eleven o'clock, then everyone has time to commit crimes, that time is the end of the fireworks display, and the whole town is in chaos."

    Evan couldn't help but smile: "I'm afraid you forgot, if it happened at that time, then the murderer should be someone John is familiar with, think about it, It was so late that he could come to Lawrence's house silently, and without disturbing anyone, he entered John's room and killed him. Either he was very familiar with Lawrence's house and John, or he was simply The Lawrence family did it."

     After listening to John's reasoning, the sheriff frowned again, and his vague thoughts came to his mind again.

    At that time, all the servants in the Lawrence family went home, and the only ones left at home were the Lawrence couple.

    Evan did not express any opinion this time, only lowered his head and smiled and said: "I don't want to believe such a terrible thing, and it all depends on you to investigate."

     Sheriff Chandler was very happy, patted Evan's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "You can rest assured, I will not let the murderer escape, no matter what Who is he?"

    After the trial of Amy, Evan left the police station alone. He was going to go back to church, but he suddenly remembered Mrs. Abducted to where Mrs. Sanders lived.

    Mrs. Sanders lives on the main street of Delan Lier. She has no house and lives in a rented house. Evan stood at the door and watched for a long time. Sigh, the church is very generous to the pastor, but not so generous to the parish secretary.

    Evan stood at the door and knocked on the door for a long time before someone came to open the door belatedly. The person who came was an old man who looked like he was in his fifties. He was not tall and dressed in a suit. Ridiculously dark red woolen blazer that looks a bit like Sheriff Chandler.

    Evan instantly understood that this should be Sheriff Chandler's uncle.

    "Hello, Mr. Chandler." Evan nodded politely.

    The old gentleman looked at Evan's special collar, and a smile instantly appeared on his face: "It's Pastor Bruce, come in quickly, Mrs. Sanders is thinking of you."

    Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

    The decoration in the room is very simple, a dresser, a bed, a table and a chair, and Mrs. Sanders is lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Evan thinks it is like a The nun's room.

    "Pastor Bruce?" Xu Shi heard the sound, Mrs. Sanders opened her eyes and looked at Evan weakly.

    Evan looked at Mrs. Sanders in surprise. He always thought that Mrs. Sanders was just a small illness, but looking at her skinny appearance now, it is clear that she will be dead soon .

    "Oh, my dear lady." Evan strode to Mrs. Sanders' window: "What's the matter with you?"

    Mrs. Sanders gave a weak smile, which instantly softened her stern face: "I'm afraid I won't live long."

    "Bullshit." Mr. Chandler muttered and sat down beside Mrs. Sanders' bed, gently pulling her thin hand, her cloudy eyes a little red.

    Mrs. Sanders' pale face instantly flushed, she whispered: "Mr. Chandler, thank you for your kind care these days, but can you please Give me some time to speak to Pastor Bruce."

    Mr. Chandler coughed dryly like a cover, and quickly raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes: "Okay, I just went out to buy some beef for you, you need to supplement nutrition."

    Mr. Chandler turned and left the small room, leaving only Evan and Mrs. Sanders looking at each other in the room. There was a moment of embarrassment between the two, because really speaking, they Actually not very familiar.

    In the end, Mrs. Sanders spoke first: "Did you invite Mr. Chandler over?"

    Evan touched his nose a little embarrassedly, and whispered: "This... is also to take care of you."

    Mrs. Sanders looked at Evan and suddenly said, "Pastor Bruce, can I ask you one thing?"