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Cases change color.Charles.Grady sat down on the orange plastic chair in the waiting area outside the emergency center, staring blankly at the green linoleum carpet on the floor that had been worn bald by thousands of desperate heels.I'm talking about criminal cases. In this waiting area, Rona.Bell sat next to the prosecutor, and Louis blocked a doorway with his bulk.In addition, at another entrance and exit leading to the corridor with people coming and going, there is another member of Bell's secret service team, Graham.Wilson, he is a handsome and enthusiastic police detective. His sharp and resolute eyes have a talent for detection, as if equipped with an X-ray detector, he can tell at a glance whether people have concealed weapons on their bodies.

Mrs. Grady went into the emergency room to be with Chris.With her, there are two other police officers who are responsible for performing protection duties. When I was in school, I met a law professor, Grady went on, his expression still glazed.He worked as a prosecutor and then as a judge.He once told us in class that in all his years in law enforcement, he had never seen a case that was black and white.All the cases, he said, were shades of gray, some quite dark, some very pale, but no matter what, they were all gray. Bell looked down the corridor, at the makeshift waiting area that the nurses on duty had fenced in for the injured skateboarders and cyclists.As Bell insisted, the hospital had cleared the area they were in.

But once you're personally involved in a case, it changes color and becomes black and white.Whether you're the accuser or the defendant, the gray part disappears completely, and you're on one side that's 100 percent good and the other side that's 100 percent evil.There is only right and wrong in your eyes.My professor said that we must pay attention to this, and we must always remind ourselves that all cases are gray. Bell stares at an orderly.The young Latino didn't look suspicious, but he gave Wilson a nod, instructing him to stop the man and double check that he was the same as the photo on his ID.

Chris had been in the operating room for fifteen minutes.Why has no one come out to report the news? Grady went on: But, Rona, you know what?For the past few months, ever since we found out about their plot at Kendon Falls, I've seen the Constable case as black and white, never thinking of any gray areas, just doing whatever it takes Go investigate and prosecute him.He smiled wryly a few times and looked up to the front, but the smile disappeared quickly.Why hasn't the doctor come out yet?After finishing speaking, he lowered his head in despair.But, if I had dismissed the case as gray, maybe I wouldn't have pushed him so hard; if I had compromised a little, maybe he wouldn't have hired Will, and he probably wouldn't have turned his head to himself. In the operating room where my daughter was at this time, the unfinished words were all stuck in her throat, and she couldn't help sobbing.

Bell said: Charles, I think your professor is wrong.At least, not for someone like Constable.No matter who commits an act like his, there are no gray areas. Grady wiped his eyes.You have kids too, Rona, have they been to the hospital? Only when their mother died, Rona thought, but he didn't want to mention it.The hospital was a lot, but it wasn't a big deal. They got hit on the forehead or little finger by a softball, or they ran into a shortstop on their way to second base. Well, Grady said: You must know the feeling of worry.He looked up at the operating room again.It's really worrying to death.

A few minutes later, the detective noticed movement in the hallway in front of him.A doctor in a green suit saw Grady and walked slowly towards them.Bell couldn't see any expression on his face. charles.the doctor said softly. Although Grady's head was still bowed, he already knew that this person was gradually approaching him. Black and white, he murmured.God.After speaking, he stood up and faced the doctor. Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, Lincoln.Rhyme heard the phone ring. instruction.answer the phone. click. Hello? Lincoln?I'm Rona. Hear Rona's voice, Mel.Cobb immediately turned his head around with a serious expression on his face.They had been informed that Bell was in the hospital with the Grady family at this time.

what did the doctor say? She's fine. Cobb closed his eyes, as if a Protestant had come to bless him, at this moment.Rhyme, too, felt a strong sense of relief.Not poisoned? No.That piece of chocolate is clean and there is no toxin in it. So again, this is misleading.Rhyme mused. It seems so. But what exactly does this mean?Rhyme asked in a very soft voice, not to Bell, but to himself. Bell offered his opinion.In my opinion, since Will is directing our attention to Grady, it means that there is still a possibility that he can find another way to get Constable out of the detention center.He must still be somewhere in the detention center now.

Have you gone to a shelter yet? Yes, the whole family is together.We'll stay there until you catch that guy. until? What if I can't catch it? After finishing the call, Rhyme drove the wheelchair away from the window and came to the evidence sheet. Hands are quicker than eyes.Unless this can be overcome. Eric, who is skilled in magic arts.What is going on in Will's mind right now? Rhyme felt the muscles in his neck tense to the point of a cramp, and looked out the window again, thinking about the intricacies of the puzzle they were facing.Hubbards, who attempted to shoot Gladys.Wenworth died of his injuries, and Grady and his family are now safe.Constable was clearly ready to escape from the drawing room, but Will did not initiate any rescue operation.From this point of view, Will's plan may have gone awry.

But Rhyme could not accept such a simple conclusion.Since the gangster designed to make Chris.Grady ate the chocolate candy and drew their attention outside the detention center, and Rhyme had to agree with Bell that the possibility of Will's attempt to save Constable could not be ruled out.If not, Will must have another purpose. Perhaps he was trying to kill Constable so that he would not be a witness in court.Rhyme felt a strong sense of frustration.For a long time, he has long accepted the fact that he can no longer actually arrest the prisoner. However, the compensation for his disabled body is a powerful psychological force.Although he can only sit in a wheelchair or lie on a bed immobile, at least he can always be one step ahead of the gangster in his mind.

Only the illusionist Eric.Will is an exception.This man has sold his soul so completely to deceit that he can't figure it out. Rhyme wondered if there was anything else he could do to find out the answers to the questions the case raised. While Sachs, Sellitto, and the emergency response team were still searching the detention center and the courthouse, Kara was off to talk to Kadeski at the Fantastic Circus.Thomas is calling Will's former assistants, Kidding and Rose, asking if Will has called them again in the past two days, and asking them if they think of any other helpful information.A physical evidence response team seconded from the FBI is at Harpers.Wenworth searched the office building where Wenworth accidentally killed himself, while experts in Washington were still analyzing Sachs to find fibers and fake blood paint in the detention center.

What other methods can be used to explore Will's inner thoughts? There was only one thing left to do.He decided to try a method he hadn't used in years. Rhyme began to walk the grid himself.The search began at the Male Detention Unit, where he lit a seaweed-green fluorescent light and walked through the complicated passageways.He rounded the corner to a dark storeroom with shelves full of materials, and entered a small room and heating room.He followed Eric.Will's footsteps advance, while also trying to explore and understand the inner thoughts of this person. Of course, this grid-walking activity took place in his head with his eyes closed and his full attention.However, this imaginary pursuit of prey is extremely appropriate. After all, the object of his pursuit this time is a man who has disappeared. The green light came on, and Moorek slowly accelerated forward.At this moment, the person in his mind was Andrew.Constable.This man is like a magician, he remembers Jedi.Baynes said so, he has the characteristics of a psychologist, he can see the characteristics of a person in just a few seconds, and can say the appropriate words to reassure that person.He is humorous, intellectual, and always in the position of reason and compassion. Sell ​​drugs to the gullible. As far as these people are concerned, there are a lot of them, otherwise there would not be so many people who would believe that patriotic comrades would be such nonsense group nonsense.However, as the great broker P. T.As Barron Morelake's manager said, a fool is born every minute in this world. Constable must have been completely bewildered as he drove down the Sunday night streets, Moorek thought pleasantly.Part of this jailbreak plan needs to be done by Constable himself, and he must settle the lawyer.In that restaurant at Bedford Station a few weeks ago, JediBarnes said to him: Well, Mr. Will, one more thing.Since Ross was Jewish, Andrew must have wanted to teach him a lesson.Not bad for me, Moorek replied.As long as he likes, he can kill him by hand, it will not affect my plan.It's just that I hope he can settle it by himself and not get in the way. Barnes nodded.Mr. Constable will be delighted to hear that. He could imagine Constable panicked and bewildered at the moment.Now he must be sitting next to the cooling corpse of the lawyer, waiting for Will, dressed in disguise and armed with a gun, to come in and take him out of the building, which of course is absolutely not going to happen. When the door of the reception room opened, a dozen guards would rush in, and they would drag him roughly back to his cell.As for the trial, it will continue as usual.Barnes, Wenworth, and everyone else in that primitive gang in upstate New York would be baffled and never know they were all being used. As he waited for the next signal change, he was thinking of the little girl poisoned by the misleading trick (it's a bit ugly, but the trick name is sensational enough, Moorlake thought. He learned from his years of acting experience I learned from middle school that the simpler the name of the trick, the more obvious the audience can get from it), I don’t know if it has been activated.Of course, it wasn't the best misleading trick in the world; he wasn't sure if the police would ever find the syringe he left at the Lanhang Anse Hotel, or if the chocolate candy would be stolen by the girl or whoever. Individuals eat.Still, Rhyme and his men were pretty good, so he guessed there was still a chance that the syringe would be found and lead them to the horrific conclusion that it was yet another attack on the prosecutor and his family. attack action.After they had been busy for a while, they discovered that there was no poison in the chocolate candy at all. So, why do you want to do this?Could the real poisoned candy have been placed in another location?Or was it simply a misdirection to divert the attention of the police from the men's detention facility and give Moore a chance to use another method to rob Constable? All in all, the police must be in a mess now, and they don't know where the case will go. Yes, dear viewers, for the past two days, you have seen one of the most brilliant performances, a perfect combination of physical and psychological misdirection. The physical level simultaneously directs the police's attention to Charles.Grady and the Male Detention Facility. At the psychological level, the suspicion of the police was eliminated, and they were convinced that Morelake's motive for committing the crime was Lincoln.Rhyme proudly thought he had cracked it: that he was hired to kill Gladys, and that he planned to take Andrew.Constable.Once the police thought so, their minds would stop looking for other answers, no more thinking about what he was really going to do now. What he was going to do had absolutely nothing to do with the Constable case.The clues he left behind were so obvious the first three circus-related victims who were attacked by illusion tricks, the shoes with dog hair and dirt on them, the connection between the fire in Ohio and the fantasy circus. Let the police believe that his real purpose is not to avenge Kadesky, because just like Lincoln.These clues, Rhyme said, were all too obvious.He must have other goals. But he didn't. Now, wearing the uniform of a medical staff, he drove an ambulance slowly into the entrance of the circus and entered the tent area of ​​this world-renowned fantasy circus.He parked the ambulance under the scaffolding in the box seating area, got out and locked the doors, without any stagehands, police or security nearby giving him a second look.There had been a bomb false alarm here earlier, and now a special service vehicle would drive into the circus and stop at this place, which can be said to be quite normal. In the words of illusionists, it is completely natural. □□□ Behold, venerable audience, here is your Illusionist, who has not disappeared, but has taken center stage. □□□ But he was the man who disappeared, who appeared physically, but was completely unseen. No one paid much attention to this ambulance. However, this is not an ordinary ambulance after all, but an excellent camouflage, which he conceived and modified a few months ago.Where the medical facility used to be, there are now more than a dozen plastic cartridges containing a total of 700 gallons of gasoline, connected to a simple detonator.Gasoline would easily ignite, and large quantities of deadly fluid would be sprayed into tents, into stands, and into areas where more than 2,000 spectators had gathered. It also includes Edward.Kadeschi. Look, Mr. Rhyme, remember that conversation we had on Burnt Man?I'm not just talking jargon.The Kaderskys and the Fantastic Circus have ruined my life and the people I love the most, so I'm going to destroy them.Revenge is the ultimate goal of all these actions. Without anyone noticing, the illusionist cautiously walked out of the tent area and into Central Park.He had already taken off his medical uniform and put on a new attire. Under the cover of night, he changed his position and temporarily became a member of the audience.Here, he was looking for a vantage point in order to enjoy this final performance.