Evan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Of course, as long as I can do it, I will definitely serve you."

Mrs. Sanders was suddenly out of breath, and Evan hurriedly stepped forward to help her pat her back.

"Ahem... Pastor Bruce, I know you're a good person."

You are wrong, Evan thought to himself as he brought water to Mrs. Sanders.

"My illness this time seems to be over. When I die, can you please bury me in the southeast corner of the cemetery?" Mrs. Sanders grabbed Evan's arm with her dry hand, struggling with difficulty. asked.

Evan looked at Mrs. Sanders in surprise. The southeast corner of Delan Lier's cemetery is very remote, and almost no one will use it as the first choice for their final resting place after death.

"Why is this?" Evan asked softly: "Don't you want to be buried in the exclusive cemetery of the parish staff and sleep with God?"

Mrs. Sanders squeezed Evan's wrist laboriously and struggled: "Please."

Evan had no choice, nodded, and said, "But you have to tell me, what happened to you?"

A trace of desolation suddenly flashed in Mrs. Sanders' eyes: "Pastor Bruce, there are certain numbers of people in this world. I have been called by the Lord, and I have no meaning to survive in this world."

Evan couldn't help frowning: "What are you saying, Mr. Chandler and I are looking forward to your recovery."

Mrs. Sanders gave a wry smile: "The only hope in the world for me to survive has been shattered, and I have no more excuses to live."

Evan looked at Mrs. Sanders, and suddenly there was a guess that made him panic.

Mrs. Sanders looked out the window and suddenly said, "Pastor Bruce, where are you from? Are you busy with the church these days?"

Evan restrained his inner restlessness, smiled and said: "I came from the police station, and Sheriff Chandler asked me to help him find out the truth about Mr. Lawrence Jr.'s death."

After Mrs. Sanders heard this, her face instantly turned pale, she clenched her hands nervously, and her face twitched slightly.

Evan remained calm, but sighed deeply: "What an excellent young man, it's a pity to die at such a young age, but today's incident has turned a corner. I didn't expect that Mr. Lawrence. There is one illegitimate child left."

Mrs. Sanders looked shocked and looked at Evan in disbelief.

"The Lawrences also know it, but because the illegitimate child is really indecent, they didn't say it. Sheriff Chandler found it out." Evan tried his best to play down the role he played in it.

Mrs. Sanders heard this, but her eyes flickered faintly: "Is what you said true? That...that poor child, does there really have a child left?"

Evan patted the back of Mrs. Sanders' hand: "Of course it is true, I have seen it with my own eyes, you should know Amy, the maid of the Lawrence family, she is pregnant with John's child, poor little John, finally has It's a pity that the Lawrences don't seem to take it seriously."

Evan said in a low tone, but there was a hint of tenderness in Mrs. Sanders' eyes. She originally thought she was a strong-willed lady. If she wanted to live, she would not give up her life easily.

"Thank you very much, Pastor Bruce, and thank you for coming to see me." Mrs. Sanders leaned back on the pillow on the bed, and her already cold eyes suddenly became a little warmer.

Evan nodded slightly, glanced at the clock on the wall again, and said warmly: "It's almost time for lunch, I'll go first, you need to rest more."

Mrs. Sanders nodded slightly, looking at Evan with a little more gratitude.

Evan left Mrs. Sanders' small room and saw Mr. Chandler standing in the doorway with a piece of beef in his hand.

"Pastor Bruce." His expression was a little sad. "What did she say to you?"

Evan patted Mr. Chandler's shoulder lightly, and said warmly, "Don't worry, Mrs. Sanders will survive."

Mr. Chandler looked at Evan in surprise, Evan smiled without saying a word, nodded, turned and left.

Evan went out of Mrs. Sanders' house and suddenly remembered that he wanted to buy some candles for the church. He had been staying up late these nights to sort out the church's account books. The consumption of candles was too amazing. The losses were also worse than imagined.

Evan didn't know much about the small town of Delan Lier. He asked a few people to know where the grocery store was, but the road to the town was not very clear. Evan walked around and got lost.

He turned around a tavern, but found himself walking to a back street. The place was very desolate. There were only a few shops open, but it was not a good place to look at. There was even a man sitting at the entrance of one shop. The almost half-naked woman, wearing a skirt with a big neckline and showing half of her breasts, was leaning against the door lazily, watching Evan giggling.

Evan frowned. According to his more than 20 years of experience in his last life, he came to the red light district of Delan Lille.

Evan was immediately a little embarrassed, turned around and left. Although he had been to this kind of place in his previous life, he was still wearing the skin of a priest. If he remembered correctly, the reason why this character was cannon fodder in the end, Just because of lust and despicableness, he must not have anything to do with this kind of place now.

Evan hurriedly left, but he might as well just walk to the entrance of the alley, when he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him, and Evan immediately hid in the shadows at the entrance of the alley with a guilty conscience.

He looked at the two people in the alley, one was tall and big, leaning against the wall somewhat sloppy, looking at the other person, who was also covered in shadows, and only one person was exposed. Delicate jaw.

Evan frowned, he always felt that the big man looked familiar.

"Lord Duke, what do you think?" said the big man in a low voice.

Evan was shocked, it turned out to be Duke Wilson?

Another person slowly came out of the shadows, his face was indifferent, his expression gloomy, it was Duke Wilson.

"What do I think? James, I remember we negotiated the price before." Duke Wilson's voice was cold.

Big James sneered: "We negotiated a price, but this price doesn't include going to jail!"

Evan finally remembered where he had seen this big man. It was the gypsy who was mistakenly arrested by the Welsh sheriff. It turned out that Duke Wilson really had something to do with this gypsy.

"I personally got you out of prison, can't it show my sincerity?" The Duke's tone was still calm.

James smiled wickedly, and suddenly leaned forward, reaching out to touch the Duke's profile, but the Duke avoided him with a look of disgust.

"What the hell are you trying to do!" the Duke snapped.

But James smiled sullenly: "Lord Duke, you are really more beautiful than all the women I have ever seen, don't you know what I mean? If you want my silence, you should pay me Satisfactory remuneration."

Duke Wilson squinted his eyes instantly, and there was a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. Even when Evan stood at the entrance of the alley, he felt the coldness of the Duke.

But James didn't notice at all, and still joked disgustingly: "Lord Duke, I'm strong and I'm doing a good job, you will be satisfied."

Evan couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, but he was instantly noticed by the people inside. James was very alert and ran away from the other end of the alley, but the Duke stood still, watching Evan standing still. The place, coldly said: "Come out!"

Evan's expression trembled slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He was arrested on the spot. Today is too careless.

Evan slowly walked out of the shadows, and the Duke's expression changed from ruthless to shocked. He looked at Evan in disbelief, and he was almost speechless.

"Lord Duke." Evan said a little embarrassedly.

"What are you doing here!" The Duke snorted, almost angrily.

Evan looked at Duke Wilson with his mouth half open, but his heart was as bitter as Huang Lian, so he ran into the Duke's **, he was really unlucky.

"I... lost my way..." Evan said weakly, and he didn't believe it when he said it.

Looking at Evan's innocent and clear blue eyes, the Duke only felt a little dazzling, he bit his lower lip, and the resentment in his heart could not stop overflowing.

"Let's go! Get me out of here!" Facing Evan's face, the Duke didn't say any bad words, but just waved his hand irritably and turned away without looking at Evan.

Evan was also embarrassed in his heart. Hearing this, he quickly turned and left.

Wilson turned around and looked at Evan's back in a hurry. For some reason, there was a hint of embarrassment in his heart. How could this person see his worst side.

Duke Wilson hated James even more in his heart. No one in this world could threaten him, not to mention that he dared to think of him so boldly. There was a trace of viciousness in Duke Wilson's eyes, and a vicious smile climbed up his cheeks.At the corner of his mouth, he strode out of the alley, and the corner of his coat rolled up a small ripple at his feet, causing a slight breeze.

Evan fled to the main street almost embarrassed. He looked at the crowds coming and going around him, and only felt that his heartbeat was so strong that it made his heart palpitate.

He looked up at the store opposite, it was the grocery store he had been looking for for a long time, but at this time Evan had no intention of buying candles. He raised his foot and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the store owner who came out.

"Pastor Bruce, the candle you ordered last time has already been made. When do I want to deliver it to you, but I don't want to meet you here, are you here to get the candle?"dragged Evan into the store.

Evan followed the shopkeeper in a daze, but his heart was a mess.