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The process of finding Barnes and his daughter was not complicated. As Jack expected, the lieutenant colonel had not made preparations for escape in advance.

When the helicopter carrying the wanted criminal team arrived at the scene, Ryan Barnes was holding a MK22 pistol and confronting the highway patrol who set up a checkpoint on the interstate highway.

Fortunately, the FBI had given a heads-up in advance and strictly ordered the state police and highway patrol not to take extreme measures, otherwise it was hard to say how far things would develop.

"Leave it to me." Clay handed his weapon to Jubal, raised his hands high and walked towards the car where the father and daughter were. "It's all over, commander, put down your weapons, don't make the situation worse."

"Back off! Back off!" Jack, who followed Clay, raised his police badge and ID, and waved to the police who were on high alert and used the police car in the middle of the road as a cover.

Jiejie ran quickly to a sheriff wearing a white cowboy hat and loudly stated her identity, indicating that she would hand it over to the FBI for processing.

The atmosphere at the scene was too tense. If a gun went off accidentally, it would be a tragedy that no one wanted to see.

"Don't get any closer, soldier, I have a gun." The car door opened, and Ryan Barnes, who looked confused, got out of the car, holding his pistol tightly in his hand.

"Dad!" Rachel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had already burst into tears. She quickly jumped off the passenger seat, walked around the front of the car, and threw herself into her father's arms, holding his clothes tightly.

"Put down the gun, lieutenant colonel, believe me, this is the best choice you can make."

Jack took two steps forward, keeping the muzzle down.

Although he sympathized with the lieutenant colonel's experience, Jack did not dare to be careless in view of his current mental state.

People are selfish after all. If tragedy is destined to happen, it is better to happen to others than to yourself or the people around you.

"Choice?" Ryan Barnes smiled sadly, "I have never had the opportunity to choose. Even until now, I don't understand why things have become like this."

"Think about your daughter, she still needs you." Seeing the lieutenant colonel in a trance, Clay took two steps forward again.

"Dad, Dad, I'm scared!"

As if he was brought back to his senses by his daughter's cry, the lieutenant colonel gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and pried open his daughter's little hand that was tightly grasping his clothes, kissed her forehead, took two steps back, knelt on his knees, and threw away his pistol.

"Okay, it's time to confess everything."

He looked at his daughter Rachel with a complicated look, "I killed my wife."

Amid the girl's heart-wrenching cry, his voice also took on a sobbing tone, "I'm sorry, Rachel, I'm really sorry, sweetheart, it's all my fault."

Just as Clay took out the handcuffs to handcuff Ryan Barnes, he was surprised to see Jack take out a cotton swab from his pocket, tear open the package, quickly wipe the back of Rachel's right hand to her arm a few times, and then put it in the evidence bag.

"Keep an eye on her." Jack handed the bewildered Rachel to Jiejie and gave her a look.

"No, Agent Tavol! I beg you!" Seeing this scene, Ryan Barnes, who seemed to have given up, struggled desperately, and even Clay almost couldn't stop him.

"There is only one truth!" Jack plagiarized the lines of a certain death god elementary school student, handed the evidence bag to Jubal, and took Ryan Barnes to the police car with Clay.

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"I don't believe it!"

"How is this possible? She is only ten years old!"

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

In the conference room, except for Aubrey, who had been mentally prepared before, everyone else showed an incredible expression after hearing Jack's inference and raised questions.

As the sulfuric acid solution containing 1% diphenylamine dripped into the test tube, after a slight shake, Jack showed the blue solution in front of everyone.

Instead of wasting words, it is better to prove it with facts.

"Gunsmoke reaction" is a way to identify shooting residues. Those who have seen "The Nile" must still have an impression of the "impression test" mentioned by the great detective Poirot.

When a gun is fired, the bullet is ejected from the barrel, and the airflow escaping from the muzzle will splash the incompletely burned gunpowder particles and the metal powder produced by the friction between the bullet and the rifling around.

These tiny particles that cannot be detected by the naked eye will stay on people's skin and clothes for a long time, and they cannot be completely removed by normal cleaning methods.

"This can't prove anything in court." Although he believed it 80% in his heart, Clay still questioned it with a slight stutter. It's not that he doesn't believe Jack's judgment, but his statement is too unacceptable.

A little girl who just turned ten deliberately shot and killed her mother who was with her day and night. What is the motive? If this goes to court, neither the judge nor the jury will buy it.

"Rachel's father is a Navy SEAL, and the defense lawyer can argue that the shooting residue was transferred to her hands by her father."

"So I asked Jiejie to help her change her clothes." Jack pointed to the little girl's T-shirt in the evidence bag and said.

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The gunshot residue does not just stay on the back of the shooter's hands and arms, but will also cover the entire upper body due to the effect of recoil.

And depending on the type of gun, the shape of the smoke is different. For example, a revolver will be umbrella-shaped, while an automatic pistol will spray smoke in a downward semicircle.

"But Lieutenant Colonel Barnes admitted that he was the murderer, and the medical records of Rachel obtained by Aubrey can also prove that she was indeed abused."

Jubal took the file from Aubrey and put it on the table. The photos on it were shocking, "multiple arm fractures, scalp lacerations, and at least two concussions."

"On the contrary, you noticed that the time of her injury in the hospital report was when the lieutenant colonel was sent overseas and could not return home on time.

This just confirms what I said." Jack pointed his finger at the date column.

"Are you implying that these injuries were caused by self-harm?" Jane, who was listening, took a breath. This case really opened her eyes.

"Do you remember what the antisocial serial killer George Burton said?" Jack looked at Aubrey.

"He said that people like him would often do anything to achieve a small goal, just to satisfy themselves."

After speaking, Aubrey rubbed his arm, thinking of the murderer's age, he felt a chill.

At this time, the door of the conference room was knocked, and then Hannah walked in with an excited smile on her face, "Jack, the thing was found, in the place you guessed."

Then she looked at everyone with different expressions suspiciously, "Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"