March 18, 2011, 17:30
Zhou Ning sat in his office, staring at the transparent large screen in front of him. He hesitated about whether to submit the task because submitting it meant giving up the third option, and Zhou Ning was not willing to do that.
Although his leads were thin, he still wanted to give it a try.
But eight days had passed, and the investigation had made no progress; his confidence was waning with each passing moment.
He had sent people to check all the urology and infertility clinics in Qindao, looking for patients with XXY genes, and there were only a dozen or so.
All these dozen people's information had been carefully verified. Five had obvious female characteristics and incomplete or entirely concealed male features, and they had undergone the necessary surgeries. Two were boys around twelve or thirteen years old, the rest were between their forties and fifties.