At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the staff of the library walked out of the door of the library one after another, and after a while, Zhao Qianqian's figure appeared on the steps, she carried a small satchel in her hand, and walked down the steps with light steps.

Ouyang Ping looked at Zhao Qianqian walking on the steps again, she was also beckoning, it was obvious that BMW was here to pick up Zhao Qianqian.

Ouyang Ping waved his hand, and Han Lingling left to the east and Liu Dayu stepped forward.

"Miss Zhao, we've been waiting for you here for a long time." Han Lingling said.

"Are you looking for me?" Zhao Qianqian smiled.

"We still want to talk to you."

"I'm in a bit of a hurry right now, can I talk about it another day!" Zhao Qianqian's old tricks were repeated.

"Captain Ouyang is waiting for you below?"

Zhao Qianqian immediately put away her smile, she didn't say anything more, and walked towards the police car with heavy steps.

Along the way, Zhao Qianqian didn't say anything, she seemed very calm, calm and a little scary, she closed her eyes slightly, leaned her head on the back of the chair, as if she was thinking about something, and seemed to be sleepy, but her pale face couldn't hide the panic in her heart.

She should have realized something.

Ouyang Ping didn't say anything, he looked at the street outside the car window and the scenery on both sides of the street, his eyes were deep and his expression was solemn. There are a lot of vehicles on the road, on the bicycle lane, bicycles one after another, one after another, the lights have been lit up in the mall, the station is crowded, and everyone's eyes are looking in one direction. Now, it's rush hour for work, some people are on their way home, and another part of the nightlife is about to begin.

After dinner, the interrogation of Zhao Qianqian began.

In the interrogation room, the light was dim, and in the corner, there was a long table, Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling sat behind the table, in front of the long table, there was a chair with a backrest, and a lamp hung above the table. Next to the interrogation room is a monitoring room, where other people sit and watch the screens.

At six o'clock, Zhao Qianqian was brought into the interrogation room. At this time, she already had an extra pair of handcuffs on her hands.

Zhao Qianqian sat down on a chair. She was sitting on her lap, calmly looking at the faces of Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling, her feet side by side, her hands clasped together, and she looked like a lady.

On the table in front of Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling, there were two simulated portraits. Next to the mock-up were a cowhide trouser belt, a wallet, a lighter, a gray-black shirt, two trouser pockets, a pair of leather shoes, and a plastic bag containing ten hairs.

When Zhao Qianqian was brought into the interrogation room, her eyes swept over the long table.

With long hair tied back with a rubber band, and a little combed to the right on her forehead, Zhao Qianqian has an unforgettable and vivid face, which is much wider than the average woman's face, with prominent eyebrow arches, a high nose bridge, a slightly upturned chin, and her nostrils are hidden under the wings of her nose - that is, if you look at it, you can't see her nostrils; Zhao Qianqian's skin is very white - probably because it is too delicate, and there is no pimple freckles and scars on the whole face, so it looks fair and clean; She wears an emerald necklace around her neck.

Ouyang stood up, picked up the first simulated portrait, and walked up to Zhao Qianqian: "Zhao Qianqian, take a look at this simulated portrait again." ”

"Didn't you already show me that?"

"If you look closely, don't look at the hair, just look at the face shape and facial features."

Zhao Qianqian leaned forward and took a closer look.

"Do you know this person?"

"I don't know—I don't know." Zhao Qianqian shook her head as she spoke.

Ouyang Ping picked up the second simulated portrait again: "Look at this simulated portrait again." ”

When Zhao Qianqian's eyes came into contact with the portrait, she was stunned for a moment, stunned by her eyes and expression, and at the same time, her upper limbs leaned back, just like the instinctive reaction of a person suddenly seeing something terrible.

"Zhao Qianqian, this person, you should have seen it."

"No—no—no—I haven't seen this man. Captain Ouyang, I've been confused by you. Have you found two bodies in the well? ”

"These two people are actually one person."

"Alone? I don't understand what you're saying, this person is a man at first glance, and this person is a woman at first glance, how can it be a person? ”