Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 44: The police officer asked the plan

Since this mediation, Ferd's side has finally quieted down, but Sheriff Chandler is more active than before. He will look for opportunities to see Evan from time to time, but most of the time he will be Duke Wilson stopped him directly, and only rarely, when Duke Wilson was away, could Sheriff Chandler be lucky enough to be put in.

For example, today...

Evan propped his forehead helplessly, looking at Sheriff Chandler's bitter face in front of him, and was really speechless in his heart.

"Mr. Sheriff, what is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Sheriff Chandler rubbed his hands together with a sullen smile on his face. After a long time, he said, "Mr. Pastor, please help me with this case."

Evan couldn't help but stunned. He didn't think that Sheriff Chandler still didn't give up the idea.

"Sheriff Chandler, what can I do? You look too high on me." Evan said with a smile.

Sheriff Chandler sighed: "Mr. Pastor, you are too modest. Thanks to your help in the last case, I was able to solve the case. I have no clue in this case until now. Please help me."

Speaking of this, in fact, Evan is also a little curious. It was rumored that she committed suicide. Did Sheriff Chandler change his judgment because of Mr. Johnson's personal ethics?

"Sheriff Chandler." Evan considered for a moment and finally said, "Did Mr. Johnson really die of murder? I've always heard that he committed suicide before, why did you suddenly change your meaning?"

Listening to Evan's initiative to talk about this case, Sheriff Chandler was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "To tell you the truth, Mrs. Johnson also discovered this matter."

Mrs. Johnson? Evan couldn't help frowning, this woman is definitely not simple.

"I always thought that Mr. Johnson committed suicide by taking poison, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Johnson found that the drug Mr. Johnson was taking was very strange. The local pharmacy did not have such drugs at all. After a forensic examination, it was an Indian drug. A kind of specialty, but Mr. Johnson has never been to India, but the secretary, Rael, once served in India for a garrison general, so I detained Rael.”

Sheriff Chandler said with a heavy expression.

Evan was still a little puzzled after hearing this: "If that's the case, what's the problem with this?"

Sheriff Chandler couldn't help but let out a wry smile: "Although this matter is so obvious, unfortunately, I have no evidence that Rael directly saw this matter. At present, it is impossible to convict him at all. Because among the suspects in this matter, not only Rael is related to India, but Mrs. Johnson, who found out that something was wrong, has also been to India, which makes this matter extremely complicated."

Mrs. Johnson has also been to India, and Evan's heart moved slightly.

"In this case, does that mean that Mrs. Johnson is also suspect?" Evan asked tentatively.

Sheriff Chandler shook his head at this time: "Impossible. Mrs. Johnson had been helping the Women's Association to donate wool hats that afternoon. She had no chance to commit the crime."

Evan couldn't help but bowed his head and smiled when he heard this: "The Women's Association and Johnson's house are only two streets away, and under normal circumstances, women's activities are very messy, people come and go, do people always Are you staring at Mrs Johnson?"

Sheriff Chandler was stopped by Evan, his expression stiffened for a while, and he pondered for a moment before saying: "This... this is also very possible."

Evan looked at Sheriff Chandler's unwillingness to believe, and couldn't help but smile: "Mr. Sheriff, you are a gentleman and don't want to believe that Mrs. Johnson may be a murderer, but this Please look at things objectively."

Sheriff Chandler was a little embarrassed by what Evan said, and smiled dryly: "I am subjective, I will investigate this matter carefully."

Evan nodded, but he was a little muttered in his heart. He didn't want to take care of this matter, but he didn't expect to be able to pay attention to his curiosity in the end.

Sheriff Chandler finally broke through a little bit from Evan, and he was relieved, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Pastor, that Rael is really difficult, I can't break through his confession at all. His alibi is also very vague now. He said that he went to the opera house to listen to the opera, and the opera house also has a record of his ticket purchase and admission, but unfortunately, at the time of Mr. Johnson's death, the middle of the opera house happened to be in the middle. There was a gap, and no one knew about Rael's trace at that time."

Evan couldn't help frowning when he heard this. It seems that neither of them has a perfect alibi, and this matter is probably more complicated.

"Since Mr. Rael has a conflict with Mr. Johnson, have you gained anything from the Opera House?" Evan asked again.

Sheriff Chandler frowned: "The Opera House didn't gain anything either. The management of the Opera House has been very chaotic, especially during the intermission, when no one pays attention to a person who has no name at all. boy."

Evan couldn't help but sighed: "This matter is so complicated, I suggest that you still publish a newspaper to find witnesses, otherwise this matter may be difficult to solve."

Sheriff Chandler has always disagreed with the handling of the newspaper, but at this time there is no other way, Sheriff Chandler can only nod: "I hope to get a good result. Well."

The two exchanged a few words later, mainly to exchange Evan's injury. Evan's current injury is actually much better, but due to Evan's plan, it is naturally impossible to really say truth.

"The wound has not fully healed yet, thank you for your concern." Evan said very politely, but also with a hint of alienation.

Sheriff Chandler's thick nerves didn't hear Evan's estrangement, he still patted Evan's shoulder with a smile, and said cheerfully: "I hope your body can get better soon. The Mass of Mr. Assistant Pastor was too unbearable."

Sheriff Chandler has always had a personality of what to say, so Evan didn't question the truth of what he said, and couldn't help frowning. Did that kid really do such a bad job?

Evan resisted and didn't ask for details. It's better to ask Mrs. Sanders next time about this matter. If the Mass is not well done, let Ferd know again, I'm afraid he will find something for him again.

In the end, Evan sent Sheriff Chandler away before lunch. It was not that Evan was unwilling to keep him for dinner, but Sheriff Chandler was afraid that Duke Wilson would come back. .

Sheriff Chandler left Cornwall Manor on the front foot, and Duke Wilson came back on the back foot. When Duke Wilson came back, the expression on his face was not happy. He came to the garden where Evan was reading, and followed behind him. A man Evan had never met.

The man looked mediocre, but the look in Evan's eyes was very intriguing, and Evan couldn't help frowning.

"Lord Duke." Evan stood up with a chair, nodding slightly: "You're back."

The duke watched him stand up, hurried forward to meet him, and helped Evan to sit him down.

"Mr. Pastor, your body has not healed yet, so you don't need to be so polite in the future."

Seeing Duke Wilson's anxious face, Evan couldn't help laughing, and finally sat down according to the Duke's wishes and whispered: "Your face is so anxious, is there something wrong?"

Duke Wilson frowned and waved his hand: "It's alright, it's just that something went wrong in the capital."

The royal capital? Evan's heart couldn't help but jump. He couldn't hear the word "Royal Capital" right now. As long as he heard it, he would think of the commotion in the book. From the capital to Delan Lier, the mob was in turmoil. Among them, Delan Lier was even bloodbathed in the end. If the Duke transferred the army at the last moment, I am afraid that the Duke of Face would not have been spared.

But even though Evan was so worried in his heart, he couldn't show a special interest in the capital at this time. He suppressed the worries in his heart and whispered: "So it is." Speaking of which, he said again He turned to look at the man who looked at him with a very strange expression, and said, "Then I don't know who this gentleman is? I haven't seen it before."

Evan has been in Delan Lier for so long. Although he can't say that he has seen all the townspeople in Delan Lier, at least he can have an impression of most of them, but this man, he has no impression at all. no.

Duke Wilson watched Evan pay attention to Ederson, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He moved his footsteps to block Evan's gaze at Edson, and said stiffly: "This is one of my staff, Don't worry about it."

After speaking, he gave Edson a wink, and in the end Edson could only reluctantly back away.

The duke's strange actions made Evan a little surprised. Why is the duke so nervous? Is there something wrong with this staff?

Evan was full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He turned to look at the Duke, smiled and said softly: "You are really working hard, sit down and have a cup of tea."

As soon as the duke came in, a maid brought black tea.

The duke was relieved to see that Evan was no longer pursuing it. He sat down and took a sip from the tea bowl.

"Mr. Reverend, how are you feeling these days?" Duke Wilson asked routinely.

Evan moved slightly when he heard the action and smiled: "Sir Duke, forgive me for offending, in my heart you are already my friend, if you don't mind, you can call me Evan."

Duke Wilson seemed to be startled by Evan's words, and looked at Evan blankly, half-opening his mouth, looking a little ridiculous.

Evan smiled secretly when he saw it, but his face showed a worried look: "Sir, are you all right?"

"Eh?" The Duke trembled as if shocked by something, and the tea bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, oh, I'm fine, fine." The duke quickly put the teacup on the table, sitting upright, not looking directly at Evan, but at the rose bush in front of him: "Your friendship makes me I'm very moved, of course I won't mind, on the contrary, I'm very honored to have your friendship, but since you recognize our friendship, please don't call me Lord Duke in the future, you can just call me Charles."

The Duke said very quickly, as if he was afraid of Evan's rejection, and did not dare to look at Evan's expression.

Evan looked at the handsome profile of the duke, a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes, but the words in his mouth were extremely gentle: "You are too kind, it is my honor to have your friendship." Said At this point, Evan curled his lips slightly, and said in a low and terrifying tone: "Charles."