Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

As the sun rose, Copenhagen Police Chief, Coleman Berry, felt like he was going insane.

Why? Of course, because of the family massacre that was just reported!

Last night, when Mr. Moriarty was shot dead in front of the district police chief from 800 yards away from the bell tower, Coleman sensed trouble — nearly 800 yards, the casings on the bell tower could explain the distance issue, but that night the blizzard was so fierce, how could a bullet travel 800 yards, through the blizzard from the bell tower, pierce through the window on the third floor of Chaofeng Tower, between two officers, and finally make a hole through Mr. Moriarty’s head?

Coleman asked many veterans in the military sharpshooter squad, and the conclusion was that even sharpshooters couldn’t manage this, a first shot hitting its target from 800 yards. Maybe on a clear, windless day, the best sharpshooter in the military could manage, but last night the shooting position was from the northeast corner to the southwest corner, and the blizzard was blowing from northwest to southeast, and it was night, a big wind, a great snow - hitting the target’s head with the first shot under these conditions?

Please, respected Chief Coleman, this is simply beyond human capability.

So he asked the young people of Lord Malin, and the youngsters gave him a look as if he was an idiot, and a conclusive answer like iron: "Lord Malin’s latest firearms require specially made heavy bullets to reach 800 yards, but this could not ensure the accuracy of the first shot in the weather conditions after last night; the human eye simply cannot confirm a target in a small window from 800 yards through an 8x scope."

Yes, even though these young people are Lord Malin’s apprentices, they said the same thing as those old gunners, which is that this is impossible for a human to achieve.

Coleman even tried the latest firearms, firing ten bullets, once hitting the target, but... it was nearly ten meters left of the target he was aiming for in the range.

And this was only on a clear afternoon, without snow and with the wind direction roughly the same.

Considering that the police had been searching the bell tower all night and found no evidence (as far as Coleman was concerned, even if there was evidence, the blizzard might have blown it away), it seemed Mr. Moriarty’s tragic death would go unsolved for the time being.

Coleman went to sleep at 4 AM after staying up all night, only to be woken up before 7 AM.