"We have already been to CUHKMC, but fortunately, the deceased had sex reassignment surgery at the end of 1993, and his sex reassignment information is still there, and we have made a copy of the time when he had sex reassignment surgery, the specific content of sex reassignment, and the signature of his parents agreeing to his sex reassignment surgery. Han Lingling, show it to her. ”

Han Lingling took out a file bag from her purse, stood up, and walked to Zhao Qianqian.

Zhao Qianqian didn't take the file bag, maybe there is no need to look at it.

Ouyang Ping took the file bag from Han Lingling's hand and put the front of the file bag in front of Zhao Qianqian's eyes.

The file bag has a number written on it: B-17.

"Zhao Qianqian, don't you want to take a look?"

Zhao Qianqian was silent, just looking at the file bag and Ouyang Ping's serious and solemn face.

"The deceased's name is Gao Tingting, this is his name after his transgender, and before his transgender, his name was Gao Jianting. According to this information, we have already been to Gao Jianting's hometown, Wenzhou, Zhejiang. ”

"On this trip to Wenzhou, we learned more details: Gao Jianting's parents gave birth to two boys in a row, but they did not survive, and after Gao Jianting was born, his parents raised him as a girl - the girl's life is cheap and easy to support, which laid the bane for Gao Jianting's later sexual orientation. At a very young age, Gao Jianting wanted to be a girl, she liked to wear floral clothes, dress herself up as a girl, never play with boys, mingle with girls all day long, as he grew older, he looked more and more like a girl - and he himself was proud of being like a girl, from elementary school to middle school, his classmates called him a tomboy, in order to change Gao Jianting's sexual orientation, his parents sent him to the army to be a soldier, thinking that the life and environment of the army could make his son change, They never dreamed that Gao Jianting not only did not change in the slightest, but went farther and farther, and after retiring from the army, he simply grew his hair. ”

At the age of thirty-five, Gao Jianting was not married, in this year, Gao Jianting suddenly proposed to change sex, and his parents did not agree, for this reason, Gao Jianting looked for a few short-sightedness, and in a helpless situation, his parents agreed, but the condition was to sever the father-son mother-son relationship, because, during this period, something happened that made the parents even more embarrassed: at that time, sex reassignment surgery was not accepted by the society, and the plastic surgery branch of the University and Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital made a publicity with the help of the media, proposing to do sex reassignment surgery for two people for free, Gao Jianting seized this opportunityAs a result, the news of his sex change spread to Gao Jianting's hometown through media publicity, and in this case, his parents made up their minds to cut off relations with their son. This is the reason why Gao Tingting's parents and family did not know after she disappeared. ”

"This situation, you know, Gao Jianting has lost all contact with his family, and if he kills him, no one will report the case."

Zhao Qianqian leaned her head on the back of the chair and closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale, and the word "despair" was written on her face.

"For the sake of prudence, we conducted a DMA evaluation of Gao Jianting's and his parents' hair, and the result of the identification was that Gao Jianting and his parents were related by blood. In other words, the deceased who was hidden by you in the dry well of the Chen family's compound was Gao Jianting. ”

Zhao Qianqian lowered her head, supported her head with two hands, rested her elbows on her two knees, and pierced her ten fingers into her hair.

"Zhao Qianqian, do you want your parents and Gan Dejun to identify this simulated portrait again?"

Zhao Qianqian shook her head and sobbed, "No need—no need." ”

"Do you admit that you killed Gao Tingting?"

"Captain Ouyang, can you please let me be quiet, my head is about to explode." Zhao Qianqian still kept her head down, and her hands were tightly supported—and her head was clasped—for fear that her head would fall off her hands.

Zhao Qianqian wanted to repair her mood before explaining.

Ouyang Ping nodded at Han Lingling.

Han Lingling stood up and walked out of the interrogation room, and after a while, she walked into the interrogation room with a teacup.

Ouyang Ping took the teacup from Han Lingling's hand, took a square stool from the corner of the wall and put it in front of Zhao Qianqian, and put the teacup on the square stool: "You drink a little water first." ”

Zhao Qianqian still maintained her original posture, and on the TV screen in the monitoring room next door, Zhao Qianqian's posture was frozen for five minutes.

Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling waited patiently.