Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 14: More complicated

"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-smiling eyes, he immediately said: "I Yes, yes, I do have Master John's child." Amy was completely calm now.

Sheriff Chandler frowned unbearably: "Amy, I know you're a good boy, but you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, John I grew up watching him, although he has some Arrogant, but not a casual person, you..."

"No! Sheriff Chandler!" Amy interrupted Sheriff Chandler suddenly: "It's not Master John's fault, it's me...I seduced Master John, I...I just I 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 palms with excitement and sobbed loudly.

Sheriff Chandler was stunned for a moment, afraid that he had never seen such an open lady in his life, and he was at a loss for a while: "Ai... Amy, don't cry, you 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 very angry.

"They already knew that," said Amy suddenly raising her head.

Sheriff Chandler's eyes widened: "That'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 that he could hide such a serious matter: "This is 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 from him?"

Sheriff Chandler sighed, "That's good, the only clue is broken again."

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

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

Amy trembled again. She glanced at the smiling and gentle Evan and shuddered. He suddenly felt that the most dangerous person in this interrogation room was not the vicious Chandler police officer. It is this kind and merciful pastor, Mr.

"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 stay in prison, I advise you to tell the truth Come on," Sheriff Chandler said half-threateningly, half-coaxing.

Amy couldn't help shivering, and looked at Sheriff Chandler with fear on her face. Her loyalty to John still couldn't help but worry about the child in her womb, so she could only say: "I...I only know One point, 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 Miss Arya, John The young master is so depraved, the Lawrence family absolutely cannot accept such a woman."

Amy couldn't help biting her lip at this point. She still remembers Mrs. Lawrence's expression when she said this, fierce and crazy.

Sheriff Chandler could not help frowning. He glanced at Evan with his eyes down, and felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

"Anything else? You better not hide it from me!" Sheriff Chandler said, staring 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 from When I came out of the house, I didn't go in, it was all done by Miss Arya, it really has nothing to do with me!"

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

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

Sheriff Chandler waved his hand and motioned the officers to take Amy out, but at this moment, Evan suddenly said, "By the way, Amy, Master John didn't light the stove that night?"

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

Evan suddenly laughed at this time: "How can you be sure?"

Amy blushed suddenly: "I...I..."

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

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

Sheriff Chandler breathed a sigh of 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...Actually, I saw Master John after Miss Arya left." Her words were so light and short that if you didn't listen carefully, you could hardly hear them.

Of course Sheriff Chandler listened carefully, so he jumped out of his chair immediately: "Amy! How can you do this! Frame a lady! Are you really crazy!"

Amy bowed her head in shame, not daring to look Sheriff Chandler in the eye.

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

While Sheriff Chandler is anxious to exonerate Arya, Evan is concerned with a different 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 there is something wrong with the time of death that Dr. Hester deduced? "

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 is delayed until ten o'clock At eleven o'clock, everyone has time to commit crimes, and 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's so late, He could come to Lawrence's house silently, and without disturbing anyone, he entered John's room and killed him. He was either very familiar with Lawrence's family and John, or he was a member of Lawrence's family. .”

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

"Isn't it possible?" The sheriff said hesitantly: "The Lawrences are very honest people, and they dote on John so much, so they shouldn't do such a thing."

At that time, all the servants in Lawrence's family went home, and the only ones left at home were Lawrence and his wife.

Evan didn't express any opinion this time, he just lowered his head and smiled and said, "I also don't want to believe such a terrible thing. 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 who he is. "

After the trial of Amy was over, Evan left the police station alone. He was going to go back to church, but he suddenly remembered Mrs. Sanders, who had not recovered from a long illness, so he abducted Sanders again. where Mrs.

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, and suddenly sighed in his heart. Very generous, 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 was wearing a ridiculous dark red woolen suit. A suit jacket 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, Mrs. Sanders is thinking of you."

Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

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

"Pastor Bruce?" Xu Shi heard the sound, and Mrs. Sanders opened her eyes and looked at Evan a little 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, it was clear that she would not be alive.

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

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

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

Mrs. Sanders' pale face instantly flushed, and she whispered, "Mr. Chandler, thank you for your kind care these days, but could you please give me a little and Bruce Time for the pastor to speak."

Mr. Chandler coughed dryly as if to cover it up, and quickly raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes: "Okay, I just happened to go out to buy some beef for you, you need to supplement it."

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 they didn't really know each other very well. .

It was Mrs. Sanders who spoke first: "Did you invite Mr. Chandler over?"

Evan touched his nose in embarrassment 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?"