"You... what nonsense are you talking about?" Colonel Mel protected the pale Mrs. Mel, and said a little stiffly.
Evan ignored Colonel Mel, but stared at Mrs. Mel who was hiding behind Colonel Mel.
"Madam, your identity is not a mystery to me now, are you sure you want to deny it to the end?" Evan's face was almost mean when he said this.
Mrs. Mel didn't dare to look into Evan's eyes at all. She lowered her head and pursed her lips, her hands trembled slightly, and she seemed a little nervous.
"I... I..." she said with trembling lips.
"Don't talk, Katrina!" Colonel Mel interrupted Mrs. Mel's speech and said sharply: "This matter has nothing to do with you!"
He looked at Mrs. Mayer almost with the harshest of eyes, with a determined expression.
Mrs. Mayer looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Charlie!" she cried, "You can't..."
"Shut up, Katrina!" Colonel Mel hugged Mrs. Mel who was trembling all over: "Don't talk, you just need to be fine." He whispered in her ear.
Mrs. Mayer cried even more.
Evan looked at this scene and even applauded. His face was full of sarcasm, completely different from his usual upright and selfless look. He looked like not only Duke Wilson, but also Chandler. Sheriff Le also looked at him suspiciously.
"It's a really affectionate show, Mr. Colonel." Evan's tone was full of irony: "You are so affectionate, does the real Mrs. Mel who was killed by you know?"
Evan's words were so horrifying that Sheriff Chandler was almost instantly drawn to his words, completely forgetting how different he was today.
"What did you say?" He stood up abruptly: "Mrs. Mel is the one who died? What the hell is going on?" He finally asked this sentence.
Evan looked back at Sheriff Chandler, who was confused, and the expression on his face finally calmed down a little. He glanced at the pile of wild mandarin ducks with a cold expression, and sneered: "Mr. I'm afraid we've been caught in Colonel Mel's despicable conspiracy from the very beginning."
He paused slightly, looked around at the people present and said a word. When he glanced at Duke Wilson's slightly puzzled face, he couldn't help but tighten his heart. He had never thought of revealing who he really was. It turned out to be himself, he clenched his fist and took a deep breath.
"Colonel Mayer focused all the suspicions on himself from the start, his unusual relationship with Mother Eliza, Mr Ederson's concealment of his troubles, and all of this to bring this matter to the fore. The other person inside hid."
When Evan said this, he looked at Mrs. Mel, who was hiding behind Colonel Mel. No, it should be Mother Eliza.
"Colonel Mel exposed himself in front of everyone's eyes, but in fact he is a person with an alibi. This is well hidden through his design, and he will raise it when the time is right."
"Originally speaking, this is also a very perfect plan, and even a scapegoat has been found. Poor Edson is the best scapegoat, but unfortunately, he did not expect that the Duke and I would be so soon. Back from London."
When he said this, Evan gave Colonel Mel a deep look. In fact, it was not unexpected, but it was his worst plan. Before he went to London, he told himself his secret, only I'm afraid this is the last insurance that Colonel Mayer has made for this matter.
"The Duke and I are back, he knows very well that Ederson can't perfunctory me, and my eyes are more and more focused on Mrs. Mel at this time, so he can only take the risk to use his most dangerous and final A plan." Evan looked at Colonel Mel with a burning look in his eyes, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "That is to frame me."
"I got myself into trouble and predicament. At this time, most people can't think rationally, especially I have a friend Duke Wilson by my side. With his friendship with me, he will definitely be the first. Time to investigate Colonel Mel's own crimes, which is of course easy, so Colonel Mel is pushed in front of us, and the poor lady behind him will be completely forgotten, because everyone will think that , the investigation made by the Duke must be the most correct, and no one will question it."
When Evan said this paragraph, he was very calm. The previous sarcasm and indifference seemed to disappear completely, and he changed back to the gentle pastor before, but Evan knew very well that his every move just now, Duke Wilson saw it all.
"You... this is really..." Sheriff Chandler was stunned by Evan's remarks. He seemed to be unable to understand the situation in front of him. After a long time, he finally asked: "Then, why do you say Mrs. Mel Mother Eliza? No way, there's hardly any difference between them."
Evan couldn't help laughing: "You said that you have seen Mrs. Mel, indeed, I have seen it too, but the Mrs. Mel I have met is a devout Protestant, her cross necklace will never A bitter image like this Mrs. Mel!"
Evan's quick glance, until he knelt in front of the statue of Jesus, finally understood why he felt strange, because the cross was a Catholic cross, and he was not as sensitive as a real priest. It would be so dull, and there seems to be a more reasonable explanation for why Mrs. Mel didn't come to the church afterwards. A faithful Catholic would never enter a Protestant church.
When Mrs. Mel said Evan's words, she immediately covered her chest, which made everyone present look complicated.
Sheriff Chandler frowned and said solemnly: "Is what Mr. Pastor said true? Madam, please let me check your cross. If you refuse, I will apply for enforcement."
Mrs. Mel's face was completely pale at this time. She looked at Sheriff Chandler with trembling all over, but her hand was tightly holding Colonel Mel's arm, and she couldn't say a word.
Colonel Mel looked at Mrs. Mel sluggishly, and then smiled coldly: "Cross? Hahahahahahaha..." He looked up and laughed like crazy: "You still can't let go of you until now. The cross?" There was a hint of bitterness in his tone, and he looked at Mrs. Mel with a sad expression.
Mrs. Mel also looked at Colonel Mel, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Charlie, Charlie..." At this moment, she only seemed to be calling this name.
"Pastor Bruce." Colonel Mel suddenly turned his head and looked at Evan with indifference: "My wife should be religious halfway through, I don't think it's a big deal, you use this kind of thing to prove that my wife is A nun is too absurd, you have also met my wife, can there be such two people in this world?"
Evan knew that Colonel Mel would not give in easily, he smiled softly: "Before this, I didn't believe it, but after this incident, I don't dare to assert anything easily."
He waved his hand behind him, and followed Butler Chris who came with him and walked out. After a while, Butler Chris walked in with a middle-aged nun. She looked kind and looked like the most ordinary person in the world. A middle-aged woman, but her sharp eyes and the corners of her mouth have confirmed that she is not as gentle as she seems on the surface.
"This is Dean Tracy of the monastery. I think among us, only she has the most say." Evan said calmly.
The moment Dean Tracy came in, Colonel Mel's expression changed. He had always thought that this old mammy should now be in the slums of Calcutta with the lowly poor people, but now she appeared in him. in the living room, ready to testify against his crimes.
Dean Tracy glanced at the words of Mrs. Mel, who was hiding behind Mel, with a timid expression on her face. A trace of disgust and dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly, "She is indeed Eliza."
Her words were both rigid and cold, as if they were not emotional, making everyone present feel chills.
But Evan didn't seem to have received any influence. He smiled slightly and looked at the pale Mrs. Mel and Colonel Mel: "My dear lady, oh, no, I should say my dear Eli Sister Sarah, is there anything else you want to say?"
Eliza was completely frozen at this time, and she didn't seem to have much courage in the face of this stern nun.
"Why... why did you come back?" she whispered, with a hint of despair in her tone: "Didn't you say you want to go to Calcutta to fulfill your long-cherished wish? Why did you come back?"
Dean Tracy wrinkled his nose in disgust, then returned to his usual indifference, and said in a flat tone, "I'm in Calcutta and I heard that you passed away, so I want to come back to see you."
"Look at me?" Eliza cried and laughed, with a very weird expression: "I always thought you hated me, but you would give up your ideals for me, don't you know? If you didn't stay in Calcutta this time One year, then the Church will give up its promise to you, and you will still be huddled in this little monastery forever, with no way out."
"I know." Compared to Eliza's rich feelings, Sister Tracey was as cold and hard as a rock, but it was such a simple reply that Eliza was completely stunned. She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. This person seems to be looking at some kind of monster.
"My mission is complete, may I leave?" Sister Tracey looked at Duke Wilson behind Evan and asked with a flat expression.
Duke Wilson was also at war between heaven and man at this time. Hearing her question, he just nodded casually. Sister Tracy nodded slightly, turned and left.
Sister Tracy's departure seemed to have injected a booster into this weird living room, and it boiled instantly.
"This is actually true!" Sheriff Chandler looked at Colonel Mel and Eliza excitedly: "You two! You two are... shameful!" Sheriff Chandler held it back for a long time, and finally let it out. a word.
Colonel Mel's face was cold and expressionless, Eliza was hugged tightly in his arms, her face both sad and sad.
Evan stood by and watched, but he only felt amused. He smiled and said: "What can Colonel Mel do? Eliza is absolutely unable to leave the church. If he wants to be with Eliza, It can only be done this way, why do you think Colonel Mel would marry a lady of ordinary status? So many ladies were crazy about him and he ended up marrying someone who was nothing, by now you should know , he married not her person, but her face."
Evan said this with a smile, but the meaning of this sentence was cold and chilling.