Chapter 38: The past is like the wind

Chapter 38: The past is like the wind

    "Dead?" Ford looked straight at Duke Wilson: "It's amazing."

    Duke Wilson tickled the corners of his mouth sarcastically: "Please sit down first, if this matter is spoken, I am afraid it will take a long time."

    Folder raised his eyebrows and smiled, sitting on the chair beside Evan, the Duke clenched his hands, and his eyebrows were already wrinkled.

    "Your Excellency the Duke." Ferd spoke again: "What the **** is going on?"

    Folder's question is indeed really suspicious. He is an investigator of the church, and the suspect has died since then. If there is no explanation, it will be difficult for him to return.

    Duke Wilson pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Mr. Johnson was found dead in his bed a few days ago. At first everyone thought it was suicide, but now we have begun to re-investigate."

    "Re-investigation?" Ferd grasped the point at once: "Is there any doubt about Mr. Johnson's death?"

    "It's his widow who has doubts." Duke Wilson said coldly.

    Folder raised his eyebrows slightly: "I see." He turned to look at Evan, who looked slightly pale, and whispered: "I don't know how Pastor Bruce thinks about it. this thing?"

    Evan frowned, always feeling that Ferd’s words were a little malicious.

    "This matter is within the jurisdiction of Sheriff Chandler, I don't know very well." Evan replied politely and alienatedly.

    But Ferd still did not want to let him go, but smiled again: "Really? I heard that you helped the police solve a very difficult case , I thought you had changed your career to become a detective."

    Evan looked at Ferd, where did he hear about it.

    Folder also saw his doubts clearly, but just smiled: "Don't you know? I have a good relationship with Judge Conwell of the County Court."

    Evan could not help but grit his teeth, he almost forgot that the man in front of him was the earl's son. Although he is now working in the church, his communication scope is much wider than that of a miserable pastor. .

    "Really." Evan smirked: "If that's the case, then you should know that I just did a little bit of work, but partly by virtue of Chandler police. It can be solved according to my own ability.”

    Folder looked at Evan and smiled meaningfully. His smile not only made Evan very uncomfortable, but Duke Wilson was even more angry.

    This is like a provocation to him. In his opinion, Evan is already in his bag, although he always thought that Evan could not happen to him, but he He couldn't allow others to interfere, and he was keenly aware at this time that Ferde meant Evan differently.

    "Mr. Ferd, your purpose here is to investigate the embezzlement of church property. Mr. Johnson has pleaded guilty. If you want to investigate the property issue, you should go to Mrs. Johnson." Duke Wilson Very dissatisfied with the contact between Ferd and Evan.

    Folder gave Duke Wilson a surprised look, raised his eyebrows and said, "What you said is, but this matter is so complicated, it still needs the cooperation of Pastor Bruce."

    His words were so reasonable that Duke Wilson couldn't find anything to refute him for a while.

    At this time, Evan spoke: "Mr. Ferd, you should also see that I am seriously injured now, and I am afraid that I cannot satisfy your request, but Mrs. Sanders knows this from beginning to end, so please invite her to accompany you."

    Evan definitely doesn't want to spend more than a second with this man, not to mention the emotional entanglement between the two of them before, just to say the complexity of this matter now, Evan will never get involved feet in.

    Folder was blocked by Evan's words, and he was speechless for a while, and finally he could only smile lightly: "So that's the case, I don't know about this. "

    He looked at Evan and frowned, he was injured and looked a bit like.

    Mrs. Sanders was really embarrassed to see the scene at this time, and hurriedly interjected.

    "Mr. Ferd, don't worry, I will assist you in the investigation of this matter. I have also assisted Pastor Bruce before, so you can rest assured."

    To Mrs. Sanders, Ferd couldn't say anything yin and yang, and could only say warmly: "My dear lady, of course I believe in your ability, then I will trouble you in the future."

    Folder, after all, was taught by a gentleman, and he didn't dare to say nonsense to a lady.

    Mrs. Sanders seemed very satisfied with Ferd's modest and polite appearance, and nodded with a smile.

    The four of them were sitting together, and three of them had their own ghosts. Naturally, this scene would not last long. In the end, it was Verde who had winked and didn’t want to entangle any more. After all, he came to this place. It's not that he can leave in a while, so he might as well observe and observe first, so he immediately bid farewell.

    Duke Wilson didn't want to keep him any longer. He didn't even do anything superficial, so he was sent out immediately. Mrs. Sanders looked at the Duke's unreasonable behavior. The Duke glanced, but didn't say much.

    Watching their group walk away, the noble and glamorous expression that the Duke originally maintained finally sank. He looked at Evan, who was sitting thoughtfully beside him, only to feel annoyed in his heart Awesome, after holding it for a long time, he asked in a sour tone: "What is your relationship with this Mr. Ferd?"

    Evan's thinking was interrupted, he raised his head to look at Duke Wilson, was amused by his tangled expression, and whispered: "Mr. Senior in public school."

    "Senior?" Duke Wilson raised his eyebrows: "I look at it but it's not just a senior."

    His tone had a hint of resentment, which made Evan's heart move, is he still pushing Duke Wilson? Although the duke has a clear affection for him now, this affection is not enough for him to really show his intentions, because in the duke's world, this kind of affection is still filthy and immoral.

    Evan hesitated for a while. If he did this, he would be dancing on a tightrope, and he would probably be doomed. But if he succeeded, then the duke would be in his pocket. And he can still maintain his pure and flawless personality.

    "Senior Ferde took good care of me when I was in public school." Evan decided to be conservative first. After all, the Duke is a person of this era, and his ability to accept it still needs to be learned little by little. , Besides, that incident is not a good thing, he must find time to beautify his black history.

    The duke frowned upon hearing this, biting his lower lip, his expression a little tangled.

    "I don't think Ferd is a good person." The Duke said suddenly.

    Evan was suddenly stunned, and then smiled again: "I can assure you that there is absolutely nothing wrong with Senior Ferd's character, he is a very gentleman."

    When the duke heard this, the sour water in his heart couldn't stop coming out, but he couldn't really show his hideous side in front of Evan, and in the end he could only get angry He turned his head away like he didn't say a word.

    Evan looked at the back of the duke and pouted slightly, very good, this matter still needs to be promoted little by little.

    At this time when the relationship between the two was delicate, Edward ran downstairs. Evan was seriously injured in the past few days, and he never saw Edward. Now that he can walk a little, the duke will allow it Edward came to visit him.

    Edward ran straight towards Evan, but when he ran to Evan's side, he stopped carefully, touched the back of Evan's hand, and whispered: "Evan, are you feeling better?"

    Evan stroked Edward's head with a smile, and said warmly, "Much better, Lord."

    Such a simple conversation made Duke Wilson stunned.

    Evan? his name?

    In fact, he has always known, but no one has ever called him like this. Now that Duke Wilson heard such a call, for some reason, he suddenly fluctuated slightly.

    Edward listened to this sentence, and then carefully snuggled into Evan's arms, avoiding his gauze-wrapped chest, just lying on his knees, raising his head and eyes He looked at Evan without blinking.

    "Evan, you are really brave." Edward looked at Evan almost with admiration.

    Evan looked at Edward with some surprise, but Duke Wilson coughed lightly at this time and whispered: "I have told Edward about your saving me before, he is my heir, There are still some things to know.”

    Evan suddenly realized that the behavior of these nobles educating people is really predictable. They treat a child as an adult to educate. If there is no accident, this child will either be premature or collapse in the future.

    "So it is." Evan smiled and looked down at Edward: "Lord, thank you for your compliment, but I have heard enough compliments these days. It made me a little bit at a loss.”

    Edward looked at Evan and showed a soft smile, which was not at all the same as his withdrawn appearance before, but revealed a touch of freshness.

    Evan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this child did not grow crooked, otherwise he would be more difficult to deal with than Duke Wilson when he grew up.

    "Okay Edward." Duke Wilson suddenly said: "Mr. Reverend can't sit for a long time. It's time for you to have lunch. Come in."

    Duke Wilson suddenly finds that he doesn't like having his alone time with Evan ruined.

    Edward looked at Duke Wilson with a bit of grievance, but he didn't dare to refute a word.

    Evan watched Edward go upstairs, then turned to look at Duke Wilson, and whispered: "Mr. Duke, this time Mr. Johnson is too complicated, I want to ask you If I can help this matter, the bishop attaches great importance to the image of the church, and I am afraid that there will be some changes."

    Looking at Evan's serious look, Duke Wilson suddenly felt a little excited. This was the first time he asked himself something.

    Duke Wilson tried his best to restrain the commotion in his heart, cleared his throat in a low voice, and said helplessly: "This matter is so complicated, I'm afraid it's not easy to investigate."

    He peeked at the frowning Evan, wanting to see how he responded.

    Evan did not expect Duke Wilson to give him a soft nail. He glanced at Duke Wilson, but saw a hidden expectation in his eyes, and Evan suddenly knew .

    "Lord Duke." Evan's expression was very cautious: "I am sorry for making such a request, but this matter is too important, if you can't help me, I will I really don't know who to go to."

    Evan lowered his head in frustration, but there was a secret smile on the corner of his mouth.