Regardless of the relationship between Evan and Duke Bruce, Sheriff Chandler still put the investigation's attention on the new Miss Catherine.
Miss Catherine is a true lady, her father is the son of an earl, and is currently serving in the House of Lords. In this way, her background is much better than that of the doctor's daughter, Arya.
Miss Catherine stayed at the Drence Hotel in Delan Lier, located on the seaside of Delan Lier. The scenery was very beautiful. Sheriff Chandler didn't want to face this noble lady alone, so she died. Go with Evan.
Evan was a little dumbfounded. Since he met Sheriff Chandler, his own job has been ranked behind, and Dean George looked at Evan with almost a bit of sadness.
"Good boy." Chandler patted George on the shoulder: "You can lend me this good pastor for a while, and I'll do these ledgers later. You know, what I do now is related to the whole Delan Lier's event."
George had no room to speak in front of Sheriff Chandler. He was not as authoritative as Mrs. Sanders, and finally he could only nod his head with a bitter face.
Sheriff Chandler and Evan took a carriage to the Drunshi Hotel, which is a newly opened hotel in Delan Lille. It is gorgeously decorated, beautiful and comfortable. It is the best hotel in Delan Lille.
Sheriff Chandler asked the hotel manager for Miss Catherine's room number, and then went straight to Catherine's room. For Sheriff Chandler, this was probably his last chance to prove his reasoning.
When Sheriff Chandler knocked on Catherine's door, Catherine's face showed a very surprised expression.
"Mr. Sheriff? Pastor Bruce? Are you... what's the matter?" Catherine's pretty face was hesitant.
Evan smiled and didn't speak. Sheriff Chandler had to say, "We want to ask you something about John."
A complex look flashed across Catherine's face, neither sad nor resentful.
"Please come in." Catherine stepped aside and let Evan and the sheriff come in.
Miss Catherine's room was the best room in Drence. The three suites were luxurious and exquisite, not like a hotel, but like a well-decorated apartment.
Miss Catherine invited Evan and the sheriff to sit down, and poured tea for the two of them in person. The mellow black tea left a fragrant aftertaste on the tongue.
"Miss Catherine." Sheriff Chandler did not appreciate the black tea, and immediately said after taking a sip: "I heard that you have a very close relationship with John, do you know anything about his situation? "
Catherine's eyes suddenly burst into anger when she heard this sentence: "I don't know where you heard the rumors, John and I are just friends, and I came to his funeral this time, just to do my best. A friend's duty."
Sheriff Chandler looked sharp: "Miss Catherine, I advise you not to lie to me. You must know that I am a policeman, and you should stop struggling with some things."
Catherine glanced at Sheriff Chandler almost resentfully, she gently invited her lower lip, her hands trembled slightly: "Since you already know, and asked me what to do, John refused to marry me, Do you still expect me to be close to him?"
"Since you hate him so much, why did you come to his funeral?" Sheriff Chandler quickly caught the loophole in Miss Catherine's words.
Miss Catherine finally couldn't help collapsing. She stood up suddenly and turned around. She took out a cigarette and lit it with trembling fingers.
Sheriff Chandler was an old-fashioned man who was stunned to see this.
When Miss Catherine turned her head, she was already in tears.
"Okay, since you want to ask me why, then I'll tell you." Miss Catherine raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face rudely: "Because I love him! I love him! Are you satisfied!" She Almost hysterically shouted at Sheriff Chandler.
"I've known him since he was in Cambridge and it's an insult to me that he'd rather be with the daughter of a doctor who came out of nowhere! I'll never forgive him! "Catherine's fingers were trembling and she could barely hold the cigarette, and the expression on her face was slightly grim.
Sheriff Chandler was stunned for a moment. He never knew that these gentle and noble ladies on the surface actually had such a side.
"You... don't get excited, I can understand your mood, but Mr. John is dead now, don't you have something to say?" After a long silence, Sheriff Chandler finally said in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
Catherine finally calmed down at this time, she put out the trembling cigarette butt in the ashtray, and sat down with her arms folded.
"What do you want to ask? Just say it." Catherine looked away and said coldly.
Sheriff Chandler turned his head and glanced at Evan. Evan lowered his head and did not speak. Sheriff Chandler had to continue: "Do you know what happened to Mr. John? His fall was because of what?"
Speaking of this, Miss Catherine's face twitched for a moment, but she calmed down again: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Sheriff Chandler was a little irritable for a while: "Miss Catherine, I remind you not to go around in circles with me. Otherwise, I can invite you to the police station no matter who your father is."
Catherine's eyes widened in an instant: "You can't do this to me! It's all his fault! If he hadn't humiliated me like that! I wouldn't have done that!"
Miss Catherine obviously misunderstood Sheriff Chandler's words, and Sheriff Chandler's eyes lit up, and immediately said, "I don't care about this kind of thing, now that Mr. John is dead, my task is to arrest the criminals. Miss Catherine, you are a lady, you should not want to go to prison, right?"
Catherine's expression suddenly became painful. She lowered her head and put her hand to her forehead. After a long silence, she finally said, "I'll tell you everything I know, but John's death really has nothing to do with me."
Sheriff Chandler was overjoyed, but his face pretended to be serious: "That depends on what you're talking about."
"You will be satisfied." Catherine raised her head and said dryly: "John rejected my father's proposal at the time, I was very upset, I ran to ask him, but he said he liked Arya. I couldn't take it, so I found someone to lure him into marrying an opium den, and he... got opium."
"What!" Sheriff Chandler almost jumped up in surprise: "Little John is infected with opium! This is impossible, the Lawrences will kill him!"
Speaking of which, Sheriff Chandler closed his mouth as if he was strangled by his neck. He looked at Evan almost in horror, his expression was completely solemn, and Evan was also surprised. Unexpectedly, she really guessed part of Sheriff Chandler, this Miss Catherine is really not a good stubble.
"Don't you know?" Catherine looked at Sheriff Chandler with some doubts.
The sheriff laughed dryly: "I only know that John may have fallen, but I don't know that he..."
At this time, Catherine finally realized that Sheriff Chandler had bombed her before, but it was too late to say anything. She had to look at Sheriff Chandler with some annoyance: "You are not an honest person!"
Chandler's expression was very solemn at this time: "Is it wrong to tell some white lies in order to catch John's prisoner? It's you, you ruin John's life by doing this, can you say that? Is it noble?"
Catherine's expression was a little stiff, but her eyes were stubborn: "He ruined my life, and I will ruin his! Because of him, my social circle in London has become a joke, doesn't he need to be responsible? !"
Sheriff Chandler couldn't help sighing, some things are really unclear to outsiders.
Finally, after Chandler and Evan said goodbye to Miss Catherine, they left the Durance Hotel.
Chandler's face was a little dignified. He quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "I really suffocated me just now."
Evan stood calmly upwind and said solemnly, "What do you think of this Miss Catherine?"
Sheriff Chandler sighed: "This lady is really amazing. Little John just refused to marry him. She would be so cruel, the Lawrence couple... ah!" Sheriff Chandler sighed again.
Evan lowered his head and fiddled with his cuffs, and said in a low voice, "Now you should believe what I said, the Lawrences, the most suspects are now, you should overcome your inherent impression of the Lawrences and objectively investigate this matter. thing."
Sheriff Chandler threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, looking a little dejected: "I know, Pastor Bruce, I was too subjective before, thank you for your help."
Evan patted Sheriff Chandler on the shoulder with a smile, and said nothing.
Sheriff Chandler sent Evan back to the church. Dean George was waiting anxiously at the door. Seeing Evan coming back, he hurried up to meet him.
"Pastor Bruce, here comes Mrs Lawrence."
Both Evan and Sheriff Chandler, who was saying goodbye to him, froze.
"What's the matter with her?" Evan asked hesitantly.
"She... seems to be asking you to expel the Hesters from the parish..." George agreed.
"Nonsense!" Evan said angrily. He did not expect Mrs. Lawrence to be so unreasonable.
"Dr. Hester and Miss Arya are both devout Christians, how can I expel the believers of God!"
As soon as Evan's voice fell, Mrs. Lawrence walked out: "Pastor Bruce, John is dead, it's all Arya's fault, I must make him pay the price!"
"It's all the murderer's fault, how can you blame Miss Arya?" Sheriff Chandler said the truth.
Mrs. Lawrence's face was flushed, and she could not say a word.