Chapter 16 15

This riding academy is a slice of old New York. In the strong smell of stalls, Emilia.Sachs gazed through the arches into the interior of the wooden building, and fell on the horses inside and the riders on the horses. These men wore brown trousers, black or red riding jackets, and flannelettes on their heads. The helmet looks dignified and dignified. In the hall of the Riding Academy, five or six uniformed police officers transferred from the nearby 20th Bureau have gathered.In addition, there are more police forces invested in Central Park, they are in the Ron.Deployed along the riding trails under Sellitto's command, all efforts were made to find the elusive and cunning suspect.

Sachs and Bell walked into the office, and Bell pulled out a gold police shield and showed it to a woman behind the counter.The woman raised her head and saw the group of policemen outside, she asked nervously: What's wrong?What's wrong? Miss, do you use cleaning to maintain the saddle and leather? She looked to an assistant in the office, who nodded and said: Yes, we use it a lot, and a lot. Bell asked again: Today we found remnants of cleaning at a murder scene, and found some horse feces.Therefore, we concluded that the perpetrator may be targeting one of your employees or knights.

No way!Who is being targeted by him? I'm sorry, but we can't be sure at the moment, not even the suspect's appearance.We only know that the criminal is of medium build, Caucasian, and about fifty years old.He might have a beard and brown hair, but we don't know for sure, except that the man's left hand might be a little misshapen.We would like you to inform all staff and regular customers here and ask if they have noticed anyone who fits the above description, ask to see if anyone feels as if they are being followed or threatened. No problem, she said uneasily: I'll try to ask, don't worry.

Bell led several uniformed patrolmen, and walked through an old wooden door into a riding stable covered with strong smell and sawdust.Let's go in and search.He called back to Sachs. Sachs nodded, then turned to look out the window to check Carla's situation.Carla was alone in Sellitto's car, which was parked on the side of the street next to Sachs' Camaro, without any police badges on the outside.Just now she insisted so strongly that Carla should stay in a safe place. □□□ Rob.Woody's tricks were better than Malabut's, but I think they almost killed him. Don't worry, we'll make sure this doesn't happen to you.

□□□ Sachs glanced at the clock, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.She radioed headquarters and asked them to connect to Rhyme's home.A moment later, Rhyme's voice appeared on the radio.Sachs, no one on Ron's side found anything in Central Park, what's going on with you? The manager here was informing the staff and customers of the academy, and Rona took the team members to the store to search.After finishing speaking, Sachs glanced at the female manager and saw that she was surrounded by a group of employees, everyone frowned, with worried expressions on their faces.Among them, a round-faced girl with red hair suddenly covered her mouth in surprise, then nodded vigorously.

Wait, Rhyme, there seems to be a clue here. The manager beckoned Sachs over, and the girl immediately said to her: I don't know if this matter is important, but I think it's better to talk about it. What's your name? Trish?She answered as if asking a question.Am I the groom here? go on. OKWhat I want to say is that I know a customer who comes to ride horses every Saturday. Her name is Qiao Li.Marston.Lime's voice suddenly rang in Sachs' ears.Are they all at the same time?Quickly ask her if this person comes at a fixed time every week. Sachs relayed the question. Yes, she always comes at a fixed time, and the girl said: You know, she is on time like clockwork, and has been for years.Rhyme reminded Sachs through the microphone: People with fixed habits are easier to be followed.Tell her to go on.

Trish, tell me more about her. Didn't she come to ride a horse today?Didn't you just return the horse half an hour ago?Don Juan is her favorite horse. She brought him back to me just now, and said that she hoped that the veterinarian and I would check Don Juan carefully, because a bird hit his face earlier and frightened him.While we were examining it, she mentioned to us a man whom Donny was thankful for calming down just now.We checked and told her Donnie was fine and she kept talking about the man she said was interesting and she's so excited because she's going to go with him later After drinking coffee, he also said that the man might know horse language.I saw him standing downstairs waiting for her, and then, I noticed one thing, what did his hands do?You know, because he kind of hides it.It seemed that the man had only three fingers.

it's him!Sachs said: Do you know which direction they're going? She points west, the exact opposite of Central Park.Should be going there. Ask her to describe the man's appearance clearly.cried Rhyme. The girl said the man had a beard and unusual eyebrows.The two eyebrows seem to be joined together. □□□ If you want to change a face, the most important part is the eyebrows.As long as the eyebrows are changed, the whole face will be 60 to 70% different. □□□ What are you wearing?she asked. Wear a windbreaker, jogging shoes, and sweatpants. What about the color? Jacket and trousers are dark, like dark blue or black.I can't see what he's wearing under his jacket.

Bell came back with the police officers just now, and he muttered: No shit was found. Here's the clue.She told him about the female knight and the bearded man, and then asked the red-haired girl: Are you sure she really doesn't know that man? Absolutely do not know.Miss Marston and I have known each other for years, and she has said that she is not dating at all now, that she has long since distrusted men.Her ex-husband cheated on her and claimed the sailboat they shared in the divorce.She has been unable to let the pain go. □□□ My friends, a good illusionist knows how to program a show.Procedural means planning the flow in advance, and then proceeding carefully step by step to ensure that each performance leads to the final climax.

In our third episode of the day, we've seen animal tricks in Central Park led by the steed Downey Jr., then we slow down a bit and show off some typical hand tricks and combine them a bit A little mental magic show. Now, it's time to get back on track with escape techniques. What we are about to see may be Harry.Houdini's most famous escape technique.In this self-created performance program, he first tied himself up, hung upside down head to foot, and stuffed into a narrow water tank filled with water.He had only a few minutes to wriggle up to untie the knots at his ankles and lift the lid on the water tank to escape, or he would drown in it.

Of course, this water tank was designed.On the surface, it appears to be a pole to protect the glass of the water tank from shattering, but Bao actually provides him with a grip so that he can use it to straighten his waist and bend over to touch his ankle.As for the locks that lock his feet and the upper cover of the water tank, there are hidden unlocking switches that allow him to unlock the locks on his ankles and the cover in an instant. We are re-enacting the escape master's most famous scenes this time, needless to say, without providing the above-mentioned designs, our performers must rely entirely on their own skills.Also, this time I added some small variations of my own making.Of course, this is all for you, and I hope you can enjoy the greatest entertainment effect. Now, the homage to Mr. Houdini, the water tank torture, is about to begin. □□□ Moorlake, beardless, was wearing chinos, a white shirt and a white T-shirt.He wrapped the chain tightly around Joely.Marston's body starts from the ankle, then the chest, and then the hands. He paused for a moment, and looked around again.They were hidden in a thick bush, and they could not be seen from the road or the river, and no one passed by nearby. Here is a small sewage pond, very close to the Hudson River.In the past it was obviously a harbor for yachts, but due to the accumulation of garbage and sand and gravel, this small pond about ten feet in diameter and filled with all kinds of foul smells was formed.At one end of the pond was a rusty pier, and in the center of the pier was a rusty crane that used to lift boats out of the water.Now Moorlake slung a rope onto the crane, caught the end of the dangling rope, and tied the rope to the chains around Jolly's ankles. Escape Artists love chains.Iron chains are visually powerful and seem more formidable than thread or rope, making them a masochistic favorite among escape specialists.Also, the chains are heavy enough to sink a tied performer below the surface of the water. No, no, don't want the woman to say drowsily. As he stroked her hair, he inspected the fastened chains.The iron chain is tied simply and firmly.Houdini once wrote: Strange to say, I find that the more visually satisfying the audience, the easier it is to escape. This is true, and Moorek has proved it from his own experience.Thick ropes and chains are looped around the mesmer, and despite the good drama, it's actually fairly easy to escape.On the contrary, if only a few iron chains are simply bound and locked, it will be difficult to break free.The chains that now bind the performer are a prime example. Don't let women murmur begging.It hurts, don't do this︱Why are you Moorek taped her mouth shut, then steadied herself, gripping the rope firmly and pulling slowly.Ropes hoisted the weeping female lawyer by her feet, lifted her upside down off the ground, and began to lower her slowly, slowly approaching the black surface of the water. On this bright spring afternoon, the Grand Central Plaza at West Street College between Seventy-ninth and Eightieth Streets has a busy craft fair.There were so many tourists that it was impossible to find the suspect and the victim who was about to be killed in the crowd. On this sunny spring afternoon, people filled the countless restaurants and cafes in the vicinity, each of which may be the place where the magician is, and at this moment he may be facing Qiao Li.Marston suggested taking her for a drive or sitting at her place for a while. On this sunny spring afternoon, fifty lanes divided the block into two, each lane was quiet and deserted, and each lane was an excellent environment for murder. Sachs, Bell, and Kara ran desperately on the street, keeping their eyes on the shops, restaurants, and every alleyway, and every place they could think of to search. But they found nothing. However, after a long period of despair, there was finally a ray of light. The two policemen and Carla walked into Ely's Cafe on Riverside Drive and scanned the crowd.At this moment, Sachs suddenly grabbed Bell's arm, and turned his head towards the cashier counter.On the counter stood a black velvet hat and a dirty leather whip. Sachs rushed to the cafe manager, grabbed the dark-skinned middle-aged Oriental and asked: Did a woman drop it? Yes.Just ten minutes ago, she Is she with a man? Yes. That man has a beard and wears a jogging suit? They are right.She forgot her hat and whip, and dropped them on the floor of the table. Do you know where they go?Bell asked. What happened?Yes or no where are they goingSachs asked anxiously. Okay, okay, I heard him say that he wants to take her to see the boat.But I wish him the best in sending her home. What's the meaning?Sachs asked. The woman looked ill.I guess that's why she forgot to take her hat and whip. Get ill? She can't even stand still, you know what I mean?She looked like she was drunk, but they only drank coffee.When she first came in, she looked fine and fine. He drugged her.Sachs whispered to Bell. Drugs?The cafe manager asked, hey, what the hell is going on here? Sachs asked: Which table did they sit at just now? The manager pointed to a table where four women were sitting now, eating and chatting noisily. sorry.Sachs walked over to them and said, taking a quick glance at the seat.She didn't see any obvious evidence on or under the table. We need to find her quickly.she said to Bell. Since he mentioned boats, we'll look west, to the Hudson. Sachs turned his head to the seat where the sorcerer and Qiao Li had sat.This is a crime scene. Do not sweep or wipe the floor.Also, immediately move them to another table to sit.She yelled at the four wide-eyed women who fell silent for a moment, then turned and rushed out of the café into the bright, blinding sunlight.