Mystery Hunter

"Look, there's nothing you can't see."

Father Li's gaze shifted from the ceiling to his wife, Li Liangcai's mother. Since Mother Li came to the morgue, her eyes never left Li Liangcai's body. Through the white cloth covering Li Liangcai's body, she seemed to directly see Li Liangcai's appearance.

But obviously, she couldn't see anything except the bumps and bumps of the white cloth. Jiang He watched Mother Li. Every time she wanted to stretch out her hand to lift the white cloth, but when her hand was in the air, she pulled it back tremblingly. Every few times, he finally lowered his hand.

The police had already told Li Liangcai's parents the cause of death, and he had a big hole in his head, and he could even see his brain directly. When the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, facing a thin white cloth, the two did not have the courage to look at their son for the last time, as if Li Liangcai would live forever as long as he did not see the body in person.

The two finally lifted the white cloth, and Yuan Jun had helped the two contact the funeral home to transport Li Liangcai's body away.

Along the way, the two did not speak. Li's father rode an electric car with his wife behind him. Mother Li sat in the back seat of the electric car, wrapped her arms around her husband, and put her head on his back. The road was bumpy, and the two of them were shaking, looking very funny, but also very vicissitudes.

Mother Li suddenly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. When she returned home from the hospital, she was as tired as an old man in his fifties.

Father Li walked into the house with a few people and pointed to the deepest house.

"That's Liang Cai's bedroom."

Shao Lao nodded slightly and led a few people to Li Liangcai's house.

Sadness spread all the way. When the bedroom door was closed and Li Liangcai's parents were isolated, Xu Yiman dared to ask in a low voice, "Old Shao, have you found anything? Why do we still come to Li Liangcai's bedroom? , are you looking for something?"

Shao Lao was looking at the house, which was about twenty square meters. Entering through the door, a wooden bed was placed in an east-west orientation, with a small standing cabinet on the left side of the bed against the wall. Judging from the style and rough appearance of the wooden cabinet, it is obvious that the wooden cabinet was assembled from wood.

There was a large fan on the left side of the bed, which looked a little old. On the west wall, a desk has been added with a bookcase, both of which, like the rough stand, are homemade. Although the desk and bookcase are rough and simple, they are very clean and beautiful.

Someone specially made wallpaper for these things and pasted them on it, which is fresh and elegant.

On the bedside table next to the bed, a heart-shaped mirror is connected to it. On the table are some cosmetic products, not brand names, but something that Xu Yiman has never heard of, and it is very likely that they are three prostitutes. Low-quality cosmetics produced.

The room was neat and tidy, and the quilts and pillows on the bed were equally neat.

"How did you feel when you came in?" Mr. Shao did not answer Xu Yiman's words, but asked Xu Yiman such a question.

Xu Yiman thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's very clean?"

"Fragrance." Jiang He interjected, "As soon as I came in, I felt that the room was very fragrant. The fragrance came from the cabinet."

Saying that, Jiang He didn't care about privacy or not, he directly opened the door of the cabinet.

"It's all women's clothes."

When the cabinet was opened, Yuan Jun saw that the bars in the wardrobe were full of clothes. These clothes were colorful, including dresses, cartoon-style sweaters, skirts, knitted sweaters and so on. And under these hanging clothes are neatly folded jeans, black leggings, various short skirts and shorts, and some black stockings.

Seeing these clothes, Yuan Jun couldn't help but sigh.

"The smell of washing powder." Jiang He said, "These clothes are very clean."

"Women's clothing fetish." Yuan Jun was amazed.

Xu Yiman shook his head and said, "No, Li Liangcai is not a womanizer, but a gender cognitive disorder."

"What's the difference?" Yuan Jun asked, scratching his head.

Xu Yiman nodded seriously and said, "Of course it's different, women's clothing is a kind of sexual inversion, which refers to those who satisfy their sexual desires by wearing clothes of the opposite sex. One's own gender does not cause exclusion. And everything that does not satisfy sexual desires, such as ordinary role-playing, etc., is not called women's clothing addiction. Moreover, most of the sexual orientations of women's clothing addiction are mainly of the opposite sex."

With that said, Xu Yiman looked at the cabinet full of women's clothes and said, "As for Li Liangcai, it is obvious that he has a gender cognitive disorder. This kind of disorder may be innate or cultivated by the environment. However, Li Liangcai His parents are strongly against it, so it can be seen that Li Liang is a congenital gender cognitive disorder."

"Generally, a child has a sense of gender when he is three years old, and realizes that he is strongly different from the opposite sex, so he tends to play with boys and boys, and girls with girls. Li Liangcai does not have this kind of I know, he prefers to play with girls, and instinctively likes to do what girls do. And he has a strong disgust with his genitals, and likes boys during puberty. This is related to the secretion of hormones in the body. It is also a very troublesome disease to treat.”

After speaking, Xu Yiman felt that the word was inappropriate, and added: "But in some developed countries, this is no longer a disease. How to say, maybe as Li Liangcai's father said, he should have been a girl's soul, It's just that God put the wrong body on it."

No one can understand what it's like to have gender identity disorder. No one knows what Li Liangcai thinks when he looks in the mirror every day. No one knows how strong he is to survive the worldly ridicule and the opposition of his parents.

People in our country have not yet tolerated to this point. Xu Yiman doesn't want to think about how much malice and pressure he will face in society if Li Liangcai is really transgender. He has no power or power, just an ordinary person born with the wrong gender.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Shao Lao asked.

"Most of the clothes are famous brands." Jiang He replied, "Li Liangcai's father is a car mechanic, and Li Liangcai's mother is a cleaner. With the financial resources of Li Liangcai's parents, it is impossible to buy so many clothes for Li Liangcai."

Shao Lao nodded: "Yes, where did these clothes come from?"

Shao Lao asked Li Liangcai's parents. Li Liangcai's mother told everyone that they were against Liangcai's view of herself as a girl, and they would not buy these women's clothes for Ziliangcai. Most of Li Liangcai's clothes were brought back by herself. At that time, Li Liangcai's mother thought that Li Liangcai stole her money, but later found out that her family's money was not less at all.

Once Li Liangcai's mother couldn't help it. She knew that the prices of those clothes were not cheap. A child whose monthly pocket money was not enough to buy a sleeve of clothes, how could he always buy those clothes? She was afraid that Li Liangcai had done something bad, so she stopped Li Liangcai and asked.

Li Liangcai only said that these clothes were given to him by one of his best friends, but he did not say who this good friend was.

"That Ge Dongyun." When he heard this, Father Li couldn't help but interrupt: "You see, among the girls he plays with, who else has so much money except that kid? Other people's stuff? Other people's pocket money for a month is more than our two monthly wages combined."

"Are you sure?" Shao Lao suddenly became very serious.

Father Li nodded and shook his head again, and said, "If you say that, I'm not very sure. But a few times, I saw that Ge Dongyun stuffed Liangcai with a few boxes, the kind of boxes for clothes. Although I didn't see that these clothes were given by her, but when I thought about it, it was her. There was no one else. If it wasn't for the panic of burning too much money, who would always buy clothes for others."

Speaking of this, Father Li couldn't be more angry: "It's all to blame for that girl, if it wasn't for her always messing around with Liang Cai, and Liang Cai didn't have that kind of clothes, you know, I thought about it a few times. Burn all these clothes directly, if it wasn't for my family to stop me, I..."

Having said that, Father Li sighed again.

Shao Lao shook his head helplessly, remembering how he looked when he saw Li Liangcai's parents for the first time. He didn't want Li Liangcai to play with Ge Dongyun, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to Ge Dongyun. In his opinion, others were not at the same level as him, so how could he persuade them?

At this moment, Jiang He walked out of the bedroom and said, "I found a small notebook in the pillow Li Liangcai was lying on just now. It looks like it should be Li Liangcai's diary. Have you seen it before?"

Li Liangcai's parents shook their heads. They had never seen Li Liangcai's diary.

Hidden in the pillow, then naturally, I don't want others to find out. Then one can imagine that there must be something recorded in this notebook that is relatively private to Li Liangcai. With the consent of Li Liangcai's parents, everyone opened the diary.

This diary is quite thick, and Li Liangcai has basically written half of it. Jiang He was holding the notebook in one hand, and flipping the pages one by one in the other. Jiang He's speed was very fast, he basically had ten lines at a glance. This speed made a few people dazzled. Those words seemed to be crawling. The little worms that move are unrecognizable at all.

But Jiang He's speed never slowed down, those words were deeply engraved in Jiang He's head.

But when Jiang He turned over the last page with words, a fact that was almost buried came to Jiang He's mind.