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Rhyme, I'm going room by room, and I'm at the end of the basement now. Just let the emergency response team deal with it.He found his neck tensed and stretched forward as he spoke into the microphone. It's understaffed here, Sachs said softly: the building is damn big.She was in the tomb now, walking down the corridor.And it's weird, like that music school. Weird and weird. Someday you should add an extra chapter to your book on how to search for scenes in spooky places.In her nervousness, she still made a joke.Well, Rhyme, I'm going to stop talking now.I'll be in touch with you later.

Rhyme and Cobb continue to study evidence recovered from the crime scene.Evidence in the hallway where the fake shooting took place: razor blades, samples of real blood, fragments of beef bone, gray sponges that simulated brains, and fake blood, which they soon discovered was simply syrup with food coloring added.There was no handcuff key or lock picking tool at the scene, so he must have taken it with him.At this scene in the corridor, they could not find any useful evidence. As for the clean room in the basement, because the gangsters did a quick disguise here, they found more evidence: a paper bag containing bloody firecrackers and fake blood bags, a pair of latex gloves, and his arrest at Grady's residence. Clothes worn at the time of the arrest were a gray suit and a pair of Oxford gentleman's leather shoes.Cobb had found a lot of microscopic evidence on these things: more latex and makeup, a bit of magician's sticky wax, a few traces of ink similar to those found earlier, a few thick nylon fibers, and a lot of dried fake Blood trails.

The fibers were from some dark gray carpet, and the fake blood was some kind of paint.Cooper entered the computer database to search, but could not find any matching information, so he could only send the chemical composition analysis data and photos to the FBI, asking them to compare and process as quickly as possible. At this moment, a thought flashed through Rhyme's mind.Carla, he yelled, turning to look at the sitting Mel.The girl next to Cobb.Now she was looking at the image of the fiber on the computer screen and turning a quarter between her fingers.can you do us a favor no problem.

Could you please go to the Circus of Fantastica to find Kadeschi?Please tell him the suspect has escaped, and ask him if he can remember anything about Will.For example, does he have a favorite illusionist, what role or makeup does he play most often, what performance does he repeat the most, anything that helps us learn more about him. Maybe he'd have some old photos or newspaper clippings of Will in costume.she said, swinging her black and white leather bag over her shoulder. Rhyme told her that was a good idea, and turned back to staring at the evidence list.The list of evidence was still there, proving only one thing he had discovered earlier: the more they knew, the less they knew.

With one hour left before the evening performance, the Fantastic Circus is already bustling with activity. Carla walked past the Arlequino flag and noticed a police car parked there.This is Lincoln.On Rhyme's instructions, the police car remained on alert after the horrific evacuation that afternoon.Since Kara had played a cameo role as a police detective in the past two days, when she saw these policemen, a sense of camaraderie among comrades arose in her heart.She smiled and waved to them, and although the policemen didn't know who she was, they also smiled and waved back. Before the circus began to collect tickets, Kara entered the tent and walked directly to the backstage.She saw a young man holding a clipboard, with a staff identification card clipped to his belt, just like where Emilia hung his pistol.

Feel sorry.she spoke. What's up?The young man answered, with a thick French or French|Canadian accent. I want to see Mr. Kadeschi. he's not here.I am his assistant. What about others? not here.who are you I'm from the police.Mr. Kadeski met with us once, and now we have some questions for him.The young man was aiming at her breasts, looking for something like a police badge, but he couldn't find anything.Well, since it is the police, then I say.He's gone to dinner and will probably be back soon. Do you know where he eats?Carla asked. have no idea.You must leave here and cannot come in again.

i just want to find him Have you bought tickets? without me Then you can't wait inside.Please leave immediately, because he has never said which policeman will come to him. Heck, I really just wanted to find him.She said stubbornly, looking directly at the young man with French handsome features. Really, I have to ask you to leave.You can go outside and wait for him. You might miss him that way. If you don't go I'm going to call the guard, he threatened her with a thick accent.I'm really going to call. Then I'll go buy a ticket.Carla said. All sold out.Moreover, even if you buy a ticket, you can no longer come backstage.I'm taking you out now.

He led her out through the main entrance, and now the ticket collector was in place.Once outside the tent, Kara pointed to a trailer behind him that had a ticket office printed on it.Can I buy a ticket at that place? He turned his head slightly.Yep, that's why there's a ticket office.However, as I said, the tickets are all sold out.If you have any questions, you can call Mr. Kadeschi's office. The young man left.Kara waited in place for a while before walking around the corner of the tent to the entrance and exit of the stage behind.She grinned at the guard at the door, and the guard smiled back, casting a quick glance around her waist.Now she has the work ID of the French-Canadian employee hanging on her belt. When she pointed to the ticket center and asked a stupid but misleading question, she easily passed from the young man. removed from the belt.

Now you've learned a lesson, Carla thought: Never mess with a man who knows how to do tricks. As soon as she returned to the backstage area inside the tent, Kara immediately put away her identification card and put it in her pocket, and then found another staff member who seemed to be kinder.The woman nodded sympathetically, and patiently listened to Kara's explanation. A former illusionist was engaged in an assassination operation. The police believed that his true identity was in line with Mr. Kadesky's long-term cooperation. An entertainer, so they wanted to talk to him.The woman had heard about the murders and asked Carla to stay until the producer returned from dinner.She handed Kara a certificate so that she could sit in the VIP seat and wait, and went to do other things by herself.Before she left, she assured Carla that she would tell the guards that she would see her as soon as Mr. Kadeski returned.

On the way to the VIP seats, Kara's pager rang.There was a rapid beep.As soon as she saw the phone number left by the caller, she couldn't help feeling flustered.She hurried to the temporary public telephone area and pressed the number keys with trembling hands. Stevenson Sanitarium.said the person on the other end of the phone. I want to find Jenny.williams.Nursing station on the fourth floor, please. long wait.Hello? It's me, Carla.Is something wrong with my mother? ah?She's fine, don't worry.But I have something to tell you first, don't expect too much, maybe it doesn't mean anything at all.Well, your mother woke up a few minutes ago and she asked where you were.She knows it's Sunday night and remembers you've been here before.

You mean me?real me? Yes, she said your real name.Then he frowned again and said: Unless she has changed to that crazy stage name Carla now. God, is she really sober? She also recognized me and asked me where you were going.She said she wanted to tell you something. Kara's heart beat faster and faster.tell me something Honey, you'd better come over here quickly.Her sobriety might persist, but it probably wouldn't.I know you must be very clear about this kind of thing. I'm busy with something right now, Jenny, and I'll be there as soon as I'm free. After hanging up the phone, Carla walked back to the VIP seats in a panic, her emotions becoming unbearable.At this very moment, her mother might ask where her daughter is.She may frown, disappointed that her daughter is not around. Please, she prayed inwardly, then looked up at the door again, hoping that Kadeski would show up right away.Nothing at all. She only wished she could transform the battered metal railing in front of her into a hickory wand and wave it toward the door so that the Producer would materialize instantly. Please, she prayed again, raising the imaginary wand in her mind and pointing at the door. For a moment, the door was completely unresponsive.Then a few people came in, but none of them were Kadeski.In came three women in medieval costumes and masks.Although the expression of the mask is sad, the desolate mood has long been completely covered by the excited footsteps of these actresses who will be on stage. Rona.Bell was standing on Center Street in Lower Manhattan. The nearby streets were like a canyon, with tall buildings on both sides.The gloomy and tall criminal court buildings are separated on both sides of the street, with the Bridge of Sighs overhead, and the monotonous office building not far from the street. He still didn't see Charles.Grady's Regal Car. There was no sign of Will either. What would I do if I were a killer?How should I go after Grady?Use the building over there?Take advantage of speeding vehicles?Or on foot in the street?Could there be a mystery hidden in that stroller?Could there be a problem with that forty-five-year-old man walking up ahead eating an ice cream cone? His gaze turned again like a beacon.where?where?where? A car horn sounded from the entrance to the bridge.Then there was a shout.Bell hurriedly turned around and ran a few steps there, but he immediately thought in his heart: Is this misleading?No, no, it was just a traffic dispute. He turned his head and walked towards the door of the criminal court building, and at the same time found Charles.Grady was just ahead, cautiously trying to cross the road.The prosecutor walked with his head down, completely lost in thought.Rona rushed to him at once, shouting: Charles!squat down!Will has escaped! Glady stopped, frowning. squat down!Bell yelled. Grady, who was warned, immediately crouched on the side of the road and hid between two cars.what happened?He shouted: Where is my family? I have sent men to protect them.Rona said.Then, he shouted to the pedestrians on the street: Everyone pay attention!There is police action here!Everyone get out of here immediately! Passers-by immediately scattered and fled. my family!Glady yelled hysterically, are you sure they're all right? They are doing well. but how can will The shooting at the detention center was fake.He escaped and could be around here now.I've called the armored vehicle to come here.Bell looked around again, squinting to observe the movement on the left and right. Finally, he reached the spot where Grady was crouching, shielding him with his body, with his back to the dark windows of the public office building across the street.Charles, you squat here and don't move, Bell said: We will leave here safely soon.With that, he unhooked the walkie-talkie from his belt. what happened? Harpers.Wenworth looked at the prosecutor below, crouching coweringly on the pavement.In front of him stood a man in a blazer who clearly appeared to be a police officer. The crosshair of the sniper scope moved on the policeman's back, but he couldn't find any place where he could hit Grady directly.The prosecutor crouched on the ground, while the police stood.If he had shot the officer directly in the lower back, Hubbers figured, the bullet might have passed through and hit Grady in the chest.Doing so, however, is a bit risky.If the trajectory went askew, it would probably only hurt Grady, and if he fell, he would be completely blocked by the cars on the street. But he must act now.The cop is on the radio, and in a few minutes there will be a hundred cops here.Come on, smart guy, he said to himself.What should you do? Below the window, the policeman was still looking around.He blocked Grady, who was squatting on the ground like a bitch pissing on the side of the road, with his body. Well, he just had to shoot this cop in the thigh.In this way, the policeman is likely to fall back, exposing the prosecutor's body.The Colt rifle is semi-automatic and he can fire five rounds in two seconds.Although not perfect, this is the most appropriate plan that Hubbard can think of. He decided to give the officer a little more time to get out of that position, or to make room for him to shoot Grady directly. Both eyes were open, but the right eye was looking through a sniper scope, with the crosshairs firmly fixed on the policeman's back.At this time, he thought in his heart that when he returned to Kendong Falls, he would make up a "Bible" story based on today's events.Jesus could play his current role, armed with a superb composite bow and arrows, lurking in the dark to ambush the Roman soldiers who abused Christians.Julius.Caesar hid behind a Roman soldier, thinking he would be safe.But Jesus is going to shoot that soldier through with an arrow and take the life of that goddam emperor at the same time.Good story, kids will love it. The policeman was still close in front of the prosecutor. Well, that's it, Hubbers thought, flipping the safety on the Colt.There is no time to wait any longer.Brimstone will fall from the sky and burn the Romans who persecuted Christians. He put his crosshairs on the cop's thigh and began to apply slow pressure on the trigger, thinking his only regret was that the cop was white and not a nigger. But Harpers.Wenworth has learned one thing in the course of his life: Once he has found his goal, he must never let it go. □□□ magician Music school crime scene ．Description of the suspect's appearance: brown hair, fake beard, no obvious features.Age: about fifty years old.Medium build, medium height.The ring finger and little finger of the left hand are glued together.Can quickly change clothes to look like an elderly, balding co-worker. ．The motive for the killing is unknown. ．Victim: Svetlana.Lasnikhov.Full-time student at a music school.We are checking family, friends, classmates and colleagues, looking for possible clues. (No boyfriends, no apparent enemies. Worked as a performer at a kids birthday party.) ．Circuit board with speaker: Sent to FBI New York office laboratory for inspection. (It is a digital recorder, which may have recorded suspects who are deaf. All materials have been destroyed.) The recorder is a secret device, a self-made item. ．Use old-fashioned handcuffs to handcuff the victim.These are Derby style handcuffs, antique handcuffs from England.A visit has been sent to the Houdini Museum in New Orleans. (Purchased by Eric Weir last month, mailed to a Denver PO Box. No other leads.) ．The victim's watch was broken, and the hands stopped at exactly eight o'clock in the morning. ．Cotton thread, used to tie the folding chair. (The style is general and the sources are too wide.) ．Firecrackers, used to create sound effects.Destroyed by explosion. (The sources are too broad.) ．Fuse, general style. (The sources are too broad.) ．The homicide police reported a strong flash.No substance was found at the scene.Could be glitter cotton or glitter paper. (The sources are too broad.) ．Suspect shoes: ECCO brand, size ten. ．Silk fibers, dyed grey, satin-brushed.Dropped from the quick change worker outfit. ．The suspect may have been wearing a brown wig. ．Red hickory trees and slum lichens, both of which grow primarily in Central Park. ．The soil contains unusual amounts of mineral oil.Sent to the FBI for testing. ．Black silk cloth, 72 x 48 inches, used for shelter.Can't catch up with Laiyuan.Mesmers often use this black cloth. ．Wear something on your hand to cover your fingerprints.finger cots. ．Traces of latex, castor oil, cosmetics. ．Traces of alginate.Used to cast latex gear. ．Murderer's Weapon: White silk cord with a black silk core.The rope is used for magic show.Change color. (Unable to trace source.) ．Special knot.It has been sent to the FBI and the Maritime Museum has not been heard from before. (Use knots for the Houdini show, which are practically impossible to untie.) ．Use invisible ink on school gate registers. East Village Crime Scene ．The second victim: Tony.Calvert.Makeup and stylist for Broadway theaters.No obvious enemies.No apparent relationship with the first victim. ．There was no apparent motive for the killing. ．Cause of death: Fatal blunt trauma to the head, the body was sawn in two after death. ．The suspect fled disguised as an elderly woman in her seventies.A search is ongoing in the immediate area for costumes and other evidence discarded by the suspect. ．The watch was broken and the hands stopped at twelve noon. (Stationary pattern? The next victim may show up at four in the afternoon.) ．The suspect hid behind a mirror.Mirror cannot trace the source.Fingerprints have been sent to the FBI. (No matches.) ．Use a toy cat (fake) to lure the victim into a dead end. (Toys cannot trace the source.) ．Mineral oil was found again, same as the first scene.Awaiting the FBI's laboratory report. (Procter & Gamble Grease, used to maintain saddle leather.) ．Rediscover latex and makeup from finger cots. ．Alginate was discovered again. ． ECCO brand shoes were left at the scene. ．There is dog hair on the shoe, possibly from three different breeds.There was also feces on the shoes. (The poop is horse poop, not dog poop.) The Hudson River and Related Crime Scenes ．Victim: Qiao Li.Marston.lawyer.Divorced, but ex-husband is not involved. ．The criminal's motive is unknown. ．The suspect used the pseudonym John.There are scars on the neck and chest.It was confirmed that the suspect's palm was deformed. ．The suspect quickly changed into chinos, a formal shirt and no beard to look like a businessman, then changed into jeans and a Harley T-shirt to look like a biker. ．The vehicle involved in the crime has sunk into the Harlem River.The suspect may have escaped. ．Hose tape, used to stick the victim's mouth. (Source could not be traced.) ．firecrackers. (The mode is the same as before, and the source cannot be traced.) ．Iron chains and buckle accessories are ordinary in style, and the source cannot be traced. ．rope. (The style is ordinary, and the source cannot be traced.) ．Rediscover cosmetics, latex and cleaning. ．Sports bag, made in China. (source could not be traced).Contains: powdered date-rape drug flunitrazepam; sticky wax for magicians, source untraceable; scraps of copper (?) flakes, sent to the FBI for testing (consistent with a clockwork mechanism, possibly a bomb timer); generic ink, black. ．One navy blue windbreaker with no initials or laundry marks.Contains: CTN television company pass, owned by Stanley.Shefferstein (this person is not a suspect nor does the National Crime Data Center and the Felony Hunting System).Plastic key card, American Plastic Card Company, Akron, Ohio, model APC︱42, without fingerprints. (According to the company's chairman's review of sales data, Bedi and Sole have begun to visit various hotels in the city and have narrowed the scope to three hotels: Xiqueer, Beckman and Lanhang Angs. The investigation is ongoing.) A receipt from the riverside restaurant at Bedford Station in New York shows that four people went to the restaurant for Chinese food on Saturday two weeks ago, and the table number is the twelfth table.Meals are: chicken, meatloaf, steak and special of the day.Drink non-alcoholic beverages.Restaurant personnel no longer remember who these guests were. (conspirator?) ．The scene of the alley where the sorcerer was arrested: unlock and escape.Spit (the key is hidden in the mouth).Unable to identify blood type (small saw knife, used to cut bondage ropes). ．There are no clues to the whereabouts of Constable Barker. ．Harlem River scene.There was no evidence, only brake marks on the dirt.A piece of newspaper was found in the car, and the headline of the newspaper was: Police shut down for four hours due to power outage Republican convention in New York City Rows from parents over safety shortages at girls' school National Army conspiracy murder case to open Monday Funding for the Metropolitan Stadium weekend charity event Spring Fun for All Ages The governor and mayor met to discuss the new west district plan Lincoln.Lyme crime scene ．Victim: Lincoln.Lyme. ．Suspect identity: Eric.Will.Former residence: Las Vegas.Three years ago, he was burned in a fire in Ohio. The burns reached the third degree. He disappeared after receiving medical treatment.Accident happened in House Burger and Koehler Brothers Circus, produced by Edward.Kadeschi.Convicted of public danger in New Jersey.Fascinated by flames.An abnormal state of mind, fantasizing about having a respectable audience in front of it.Likes to perform dangerous shows.His wife is Mary.Cosgrove died in the fire that year. (Her family has not been contacted since the fire.) Both of Will's parents have died, and no other relatives have been found.Called himself the Wizard of the North.Motivation for attacking Rhyme: Because he would have prevented his Sunday afternoon move (next victim?).Eye color brown. ．Psychological description (according to expert Terry Dubailin of the New York City Police Department): The murder was motivated by revenge, but he may not have noticed it himself.He was resentful and bent on revenge.Killing would take some of the pain out of the fire that took his wife and performed on stage. ．Will recently contacted his former assistant: John, who lives in Nevada.Kedding and Arthur.Rose, ask about the fire accident and the people involved in the incident.Assistants describe Will as fanatical, bossy, crazy, dangerous but very smart. ．The motive for the murder was that the victim was representative, perhaps representing some of his moments of pleasure or pain prior to the fire. ．A gasoline-soaked handkerchief whose origin cannot be traced. ． ECCO brand shoes, the source cannot be traced. prison escape scene ．The firecrackers and blood bags used to disguise the fake wounds were self-made by the suspect, and the source could not be traced. ．Artificial blood (syrup + food coloring), bovine bone fragments, gray sponge that simulates brain matter, real blood, razor blades. ．Latex gloves. ．More latex and cosmetics, similar to previous scenes. ．sticky wax. ．Regular ink, black, similar to previously found. ．The dried artificial blood (paint) has been sent to the FBI for comparison. ．Carpet fibers, sent to the FBI. illusionist profile ．Suspects use misdirection to confront their victims and evade police: physical misdirection (for distraction); psychological misdirection (to remove suspicion).The way to escape from the music school is similar to the Vanishing Man trick.Too common to be traced. ．The suspects are mainly illusionists. ．Skilled hand tricks. ．Also know how to transform (quick change of clothes).Use easy-to-remove clothing, nylon and silk fabrics.Bald covers, finger cots and other latex gear.May be of any age, gender and race. ．Calvert's Death: Selby's Sawyer Trick. ．Proficient in lockpicking skills (may be familiar with rubbing lockpicking techniquej). ．Proficient in escape techniques. ．Have animal performance experience. ．Use psychological analysis to obtain personal information of the victim. ．Using hand tricks to drug the victim. ．Attempt to torture and kill the victim using Houdini's escape scene water tank. ．Ventriloquism. ．Skilled at juggling knives. ．Familiar with and have performed the burning mirror scene.very dangerous.