"He's a man, but he's dressed as a woman -- I'm talking about his usual outfit."

"Captain Ouyang, I still don't understand what you're saying."

"After the murderer killed the deceased, he shaved off his long hair."

"Have you caught the murderer?"

Zhao Qianqian means: Unless the murderer confesses the facts of the crime, otherwise, how will you know? Will you be able to pinch and count?

"We found this on the body of the deceased?" Ouyang Ping picked up the plastic bag from the table.

Zhao Qianqian's eyes were fixed on the plastic bag in Ouyang Ping's hand.

Ouyang Ping walked up to Zhao Qianqian: "Take a closer look." ”

Zhao Qianqian looked at the plastic bag: "I-I can't see anything." ”

"You look at the light -- you can see it clearly."

The plastic bag is transparent.

Zhao Qianqian picked up the plastic bag, pointed it at the light, and then raised her head: "Captain Ouyang, there's nothing in here!" ”

It is normal for Zhao Qianqian not to see the hair inside the plastic bag, and with her current state of mind, it is not easy to see the hair inside the plastic bag.

"Inside are ten fifty centimeters of hair, which we extracted from the body of the deceased, and it is impossible to see it unless you look closely." Ouyang Ping took a piece of white paper from Han Lingling's hand, put it on the table, and then put the plastic bag on the white paper, "Zhao Qianqian, come and take a look." ”

Zhao Qianqian stood up and walked to the table, she finally saw clearly: against the backdrop of white paper, the hair in the plastic bag was impressive.

Zhao Qianqian slowly returned to her seat.

"Do you see clearly?"

Zhao Qianqian did not comment on whether it was true. What else could she say in the face of evidence?

"Zhao Qianqian, why don't you speak?"

"With just a few hairs, you can be sure they're the hair of the dead?"

"After DMA identification, the ten long hairs and the hair on the deceased's head belonged to the same person. After the murderer shaved off the long hair on the deceased's head, in a hurry, the ten long hairs fell. The mystery of this case lies in these ten hairs, and without these ten hairs, it would be difficult for us to solve this case and find the murderer in a short time. ”

"So you think I'm a murderer?"

"Yes, you're '95. 8。 3 homicides' murderers. ”

"You're too arbitrary, just by these few hairs, you call me a murderer, that's too far-fetched!"

"Zhao Qianqian, please don't be impatient, we will convince you, without vines, we can't touch your melon. This mock-up portrait was drawn by us based on the skull of the deceased, and we held a mock-up portrait for your parents and Gan Dejun and his wife to identify, and they both said they had seen this person, but they just couldn't remember who this person was. The third man and Director Zhang, including the people near the Chen family's compound, said that they had not seen this person, which means that the deceased had only appeared in a specific environment before he was killed - this specific environment is your home, and the reason why your parents and Gan Dejun and his wife can't remember who it is is because there is one most important thing missing from the simulated portrait, that is, a shawl and long hair. When we were sure that the ten long hairs were the hair of the deceased, we understood what was going on, so we redrew a mock-up portrait, and when we showed the second mock-up to your parents and Mr. and Mrs. Gan, they immediately remembered who the person in the mock-up was. By now, you should understand what's going on! Do you need me to say anything else? ”

"The first time, I told you that I hate men and never bring them home, and that's what the neighbors must have told you."

That's exactly what the neighbors said. But a few words from Gan Dejun and You Damei remind us? ”

"What did they say?"

"Before moving, Mr. Zhao was sick and hospitalized, and your mother went to the hospital to serve Mr. Zhao, and during this time, you once brought a woman home for the night. Is there such a thing? ”

"I've never denied this, didn't I say it the last time you asked me about the situation? I only have contact with women, never with men, let alone bring them home. ”

"Could you please answer my question head-on, before moving, Mr. Zhao was sick - did he stay in the hospital for more than a week?"

"Yes, there is such a thing."

"During Mr. Zhao's illness and hospitalization, did you take someone home for a few nights?"

"I often bring my girlfriend home, and when my dad was in the hospital, did I bring my girlfriend home, so much time has passed, I can't remember." Zhao Qianqian is really cunning, if she admits the truth, Ouyang Ping will definitely let her say the name of this person - Ouyang Ping thinks so.

"Let's put it another way, who was the last girlfriend you brought home before you moved? You should remember this! ”

"I'm sure I remember."

"What's your name?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know? After getting along for so long, you took the other party home for the night, and you didn't know who the other party's name was, it seems that you don't want to cooperate with our investigation. ”

"I really don't know who the other party's surname is, Captain Ouyang, I'll just tell you! I have homosexual tendencies, I met them at the perfume bar on Zhujiang Road, and everyone I met there didn't ask for each other's names. In a desperate situation, Zhao Qianqian took a step back, the purpose of taking this step was very obvious, she wanted to divert Ouyang Ping's topic.