"There are no shells inside and on the scene?"

Caitlin fell into doubt because neither the musket nor the Hex Tech pistol could escape the limitations of bullets. And some of the witnesses were familiar with it, and they could prove that the sound of shooting they heard was not emitted by energy weapons.

Caitlin frowned and looked at the bullet holes in the seat, thinking about what kind of guns were that could penetrate the thick leather seats and human bodies without the help of ammunition.

The round bullet holes turned into a pitch-black vortex in her gaze, and Caitlin seemed to realize something.

She immediately asked the forensic doctor who was one shorter than her: "Where did the bullets shoot into the victim?"

The forensic doctor was stunned for a moment, obviously not realizing the connection between the injection angle and the shell. She replied: "The launch object was shot from the back, and the reason why there was no residue left was probably because it turned into gorgeous smoke."

The forensic doctor now dares to call the thing shot into the victim's body a bullet, which may be something she can't imagine.

Caitlin clenched her fists excitedly after hearing the affirmative answer. Sure enough, the murderer shot behind Jia Gu, which explained why the audience would hear the sound of gunfire around him.

She turned to ask Miss Dancer's last question and asked her to describe the audience's appearance behind Jia Gu's seat.

She wrote: He sat there quietly, like an admirer who was immersed in the dance. But his shoulders were very serious, and his shoulders on one side were even taller than his head.

"Why did you remember him so clearly at the hundreds of viewers at that time?" Caitlin wrote a question on paper.

In order to get closer to the truth, she asked an excessive question.

The dancer wrote on the paper: Because the stage administrator told me that I would use big names to attend today, I would dance harder. When I found Jia Gu, my eyes were attracted by the people behind him, because he made me feel an inexplicable disgust in my bones, so I was deeply impressed.

"Thank you for your cooperation, I will give you a clean heart as soon as possible." Caitlin folded the paper that recorded the content of their conversation and stuffed it into his pocket, waved to the ticket inspector.

The clues provided by Miss Dancer made her care a lot about how sorry the murderer looked so impressive.

A middle-aged man came to Caitlin, and a stack of ticket stubs in his waist and waist showed his identity.

The ticket inspector is a kind-hearted uncle. He has worked in the theater for twenty years. Even though he has no language communication, he still knows many regular customers in the theater.

Caitlin asked him: "Sir, let me ask if you saw a serious audience when you were checking your tickets today."

"Yes!" the uncle agreed: "He is tall and thin, wearing a leather coat and leaning on an iron stick. He looks a little lame when walking, but his steps are quite agile. He is a little hunched, and I don't think of his shoulders, but there is indeed a huge deformed part on his shoulders, which is covered by a cloak. Maybe this is what the sheriff's lady said about high and low shoulders?"

Like the dancer, the reason why the uncle was deeply impressed by the murderer was also due to his deformity. During his twenty years as a ticket inspector in the theater, he had seen countless people of all kinds, but his strange body was outstanding even compared with members of the Mechanical Sect of Zuan.

"I understand, then can you provide any clues? For example, why did the killer know that Jia Gu is sitting in front of him? Have you leaked the audience's privacy?"

Caitlin quickly recorded the information on the note, and also aimed at the ticket inspector from time to time to see if there were any signs of dodging or making abnormal movements in his eyes.

After being asked by Caitlin, the ticket inspector panicked on the spot and quickly explained: "It's not possible, how could we leak audience information before the show starts? Unless we are lucky enough to buy them together, or change seats before the show starts. Oh, right! I still keep the ticket stub for that show, I'll take it out and take a look now!"

He took out a piece of ticket stub in his pocket and flipped out the ticket stubs that recorded the seats of the murderer and the victim. There was no sign of memory on it, but Caitlin still keenly discovered the problem.

"Why are these two tickets stacked together without the numbers?"

"It will be stacked together because if I meet the audience, I will first fold it and tear off the ticket stub, and then tuck it neatly into my waist bag."

"This shows that the murderer and Jia Gu entered the theater together? They know each other?" Caitlin's pen paused for a moment, and things seemed to be moving in a strange direction... If the murderer was from the Midarda family, then isn't this a thief calling to catch the thief? Or is it an internal rights dispute between the family?

The only good news is that the Firos family seems to have cleared the suspicion, but before everything is revealed, any inference is possible.

"I think so..." The uncle answered timidly. He did not dare to affect the police's verdict. If something went wrong, he would not be able to afford it.

"Where did you go at the exit after seeing the murderer leave the theater when the accident happened?"

"There were too many spectators fleeing at that time. I was squeezed twice and didn't pay attention to this at all..."

Caitlin nodded and let him go.

The description of the murderer is now very clear. She ordered her police officers to search the whole city according to the appearance characteristics she described. There should be no second in the entire city that can match this characteristic.

She herself wanted to talk to Wei, because Wei was a double-faced spy lurking in the Middleda family and the police station, and she might know something about this case.

When he learned that Wei was at the Midarda family's manor, Caitlin took the opportunity to visit the victim's family.

Through the family's retelling, Caitlin discovered another suspicious point.

Jia Gu is a person who is passionate about overseas trade. He creates value every moment of his life. In his memory, he rarely goes to the theater because he refuses to waste his time on meaningless things. But on the day of the incident, he happened to be invited and accepted the invitation abnormally, and the attack happened at this moment.

This further shows that Jia Gu knew the murderer, and the relationship between the two was enough to change his behavioral habits he had developed over the years.

When asked who Jia Gu had been getting closer to recently, his family told Caitlin that Jia Gu had been addicted to art some time ago and had to go to the piano room every two days.

Jia Gu found an artist from somewhere. The man said that he was proficient in music, poetry, dance and other skills, and he also proved that what he said was true.

In addition, he also showed a high learning talent and integrated various piano playing skills in just a few weeks. His level has surpassed most banquet pianists. Although he has some physical shortcomings, he is indeed an outstanding artist.
Chapter completed!