Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 34: Suicide
Mr. Johnson is dead?
Evan looked at Duke Wilson almost in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
Duke Wilson sighed and helped Evan sit up on the bed before saying: "Sheriff Chandler went to Johnson this afternoon and found him dead in his bed."
Evan's thoughts were racing in his heart, but there was no trace of it on his face. He even drew a 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, and he could hardly bear to let him hear such a **** thing.
But Evan felt nothing but surprise at the result.
How could Mr. Johnson suddenly die?
Evan did not expect this outcome at all.
"Mr. Johnson..." Evan's tone was hesitant: "How did Mr. Johnson die?" In the end, Evan decided to ask this question.
Duke Wilson sat on the chair beside Evan's bed, but his eyes moved away from Evan's pale face with some guilt. Hearing this question, he concentrated.
"He committed suicide." Duke Wilson said with disdain: "He's even a Christian, what a coward."
"Suicide?" Evan was even more surprised. How could Johnson commit suicide?
"Does he have a will to stay?" Evan continued.
Duke Wilson raised his eyebrows slightly when he said this: "Of course he stayed, but it's just those clichés, he admitted all the crimes, including the concealment of church money, and he didn't even write the cheque I wrote to him. Dare to use it, just wanted to make a last-ditch effort, but in the end he was defeated by his cowardice."
The doubts in Evan's heart deepened. This is not like what Johnson would do. How could Johnson have the courage to lie to the Duke, how could he give up his life so easily.
"Are you really sure about this?" Evan lowered his eyes slightly, but he still had doubts in his heart.
Duke Wilson gave Evan a surprised look. He didn't realize that Evan would ask such a question.
"Of course it is." Duke Wilson's tone was also a little hesitant: "He committed suicide by taking poison, the suicide note was placed by his pillow, his wife was not at home, the room was locked, and the key was in his pocket. In this case, it must be suicide.”
Looking at Duke Wilson's expression, Evan's heart fluctuated. Maybe it was absolutely impossible for people of the Duke's era, but for Evan who has been educated in modern society, this is not absolute. of.
"How will this matter... be dealt with?" Evan asked 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 an autopsy."
Evan has some calculations in his mind, there is still some time, there should be a hearing after the autopsy, and even if he wants to be buried after the hearing, he will have to wait until he is healed. , Although it was suicide and made a big mistake, the church still has to make a statement.
Evan lowered his head and thought about his own thoughts, but Duke Wilson looked at Evan with some hesitation. After a long silence, he finally said: "Will you preside over Johnson's funeral?"
Evan had a lot of thoughts in his heart at this time, and he didn't think much about it, and said: "Of course I will host."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned, and then he looked at Duke Wilson subconsciously, only to find that there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
"You... don't you hate his behavior?" The Duke looked at Evan with a very complicated look.
Evan did not realize Duke Wilson's intentions for a while, and just 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 If I give up any lost soul easily, as the messenger of God, I will naturally not give up.”
When Evan said it, he subconsciously used his most gentle expression. After he finished speaking, the duke was stunned. He looked straight at Evan, and the complex expression in his eyes almost made Evan's back start to tremble. cold.
"You, what's wrong with you?" Evan asked cautiously, but he was a little uneasy.
Duke Wilson instantly withdrew his gaze. He lowered his head and looked at the floor, as if a flower could bloom somewhere.
"Nothing, you are such a forgiving person."
Duke Wilson's tone was normal, but Evan always sensed something was wrong.
"That's just what I should have done, and you've won the prize." Now is not the time to pursue this issue, and Evan still said what he should have said.
The two didn't tangle on this issue anymore, because it was late and Duke Wilson had also left, and Evan frowned as he watched him leave.
He suddenly noticed that the duke's attitude towards him had changed slightly. He didn't show his love and appreciation as clearly as before. The duke now has a look in his eyes that he couldn't understand.
The next morning, Evan was having dinner in the house. Although Tom was a little frizzy, he was very thoughtful, especially in serving Evan.
Evan had breakfast in bed and read for a while before 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 the same 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 opinion, the overall change of the Duke is still beneficial to himself.
Evan and the duke talked for a while about the knowledge of several books, which can be regarded as spiritual communication. Evan tried his best to improve his image to a higher place, which was also thanks to the accumulation of his previous life. , and the early preparations in this life, Evan can also get on the line with the Duke in terms of reading.
As soon as the two said a few words, a servant came in to report.
"My lord, Mrs. Johnson asks to see you." The person who came to report was Thomas, the manservant the Duke wanted to send to Evan.
"Mrs. Johnson?" The Duke put down Evan's book: "What is she here for?" Duke Wilson frowned, a look of disgust evident in his eyes.
Thomas was clearly aware of the Duke's rejection, so he was a little trembling.
"She...she came to see Pastor Bruce."
"What?" Duke Wilson abruptly stood up from his chair: "How dare she come to see Reverend Bruce?"
Evan was also a little surprised. He did not have a personal relationship with Mrs. Johnson. At such a sensitive time, Mrs. Johnson came to him, which made Evan very suspicious.
"She..." Evan obviously hesitated for a while: "Did she say anything?"
Evan's words broke the dignified low score and relieved Thomas. He was about to answer, but Duke Wilson took the lead.
"Don't ask this kind of person anymore, just let her go. Does Johnson still want to ask Mr. Pastor's forgiveness for doing those things?"
Duke Wilson said it directly, with a look of contempt.
Evan frowned. Duke Wilson's understanding was normal, but he always felt something was wrong.
"Lord Duke." Evan still decided to appease the Duke first: "Mrs. Johnson did nothing wrong. Since she came to seek the Lord's help, I should not refuse her, but let her come in."
Evan leaned half-sideways on the cushion, making him uncomfortable with his awkward posture.
Duke Wilson looked at Evan with a disapproving expression, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Mr. Pastor, you're just too kind, and that's why these people have no fear of you."
The hint of intimacy revealed in Duke Wilson's tone was captured perfectly by Evan.
Evan's mouth showed an imperceptible smile, bowed his head slightly, and said warmly: "You have passed the prize, 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 glimpse of clarity. Mr. Johnson has done so much, and Evan still has to give the church an account. The person who knows the most about it is Mrs. Johnson. There is no one else.
"Okay, then let her in." Duke Wilson said to Thomas with a cold face.
Thomas couldn't help but shivered, and quickly lowered his head: "Yes."
After Thomas went out, the atmosphere between Evan and Duke Wilson became somewhat subtle.
"What do you think of Mrs. Johnson's visit?" Duke Wilson spoke first.
Evan frowned slightly and whispered: "Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Johnson have a close relationship. This time Mr. Johnson committed suicide, which is also a tragedy for Mrs. Johnson. She should have come to seek the Lord's help. Well."
Evan said it cautiously, but Duke Wilson sneered unabashedly: "Your guesses about human nature are too simple. Although the Johnsons seem to be close, as far as I know, Mr. Johnson has long been Having a lover outside, Mrs. Johnson is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the two are just harmonious on the surface."
It was the first time Evan had heard such a statement, so he was really surprised.
"How could this be? This is really..." Evan immediately made an indescribable look.
Duke Wilson looked at him like this, his expression softened a little, and whispered: "People like you naturally can't understand his dirty heart, Pastor Bruce, I hope you can talk to Mrs. Johnson during the process. Don't be deceived by her, an honest person like you can't deal with these hateful demons."
Evan couldn't help but laugh in his heart. This was the first time anyone felt like an honest person...
Evan couldn't help but pursed his lips, just as he was about to say something, he heard a message from outside, Mrs. Johnson came.
Evan froze in his heart and raised his head.
The woman at the door looked like she was in her thirties, with a gentle expression and a soft appearance. She was wearing a light purple dress, elegant and simple.
She walked in behind the footman, walked slowly to about five steps in front of the duke, raised the corner of her skirt, bent her knees, and said softly, "Lord Duke."
Duke Wilson looked at the woman in front of him with a cold expression, raised the corner of his mouth in disgust, and finally raised his hand like a charity, making Mrs. Johnson stand up straight.
Evan looked at this scene and lowered his head slightly. The status of this world is so obvious that he must grasp everything that can climb to the top.