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 　　 After losing the eyeballs, the face of the corpse will be deformed, and the loss of teeth will exacerbate this phenomenon. Therefore, requiring nearby residents to come and identify the corpse is a time-consuming but effective method that absolutely does not work.
 　　 However, it does not prevent Lu Li from making the most basic reasoning.
 　　 Judging from the size of the deceased, she was an adult female with a slightly plump body.
 　　 The clothes all over his body were stained with blood, and his abdomen was eroded and turned black, and he couldn't bear to stare.
 　　 "The letter said that the deceased's money was not lost, so where is the money bag?"
 　　 Lu Li's voice trembled a bit, but none of the people present dared to laugh, after all, their performance was not much better.
 　　 "There are too many homeless people nearby. To prevent accidents, I put them away first."
 　　 For fear of being misunderstood, an old police officer with a beard quickly added: "All colleagues present can testify. If there is one missing piece in the pocket, I am willing to accept any punishment."
 　　 After he finished speaking, Lu Li put away the magnifying glass and asked bluntly: "How much money is there?"
 　　 "Nine pounds and fifteen pence."
 　　 This answer is not the same as expected.
 　　 The bottom of the deceased’s leather boots was severely worn, which shows that her financial situation was not ideal during her lifetime. How could she carry a large sum of money with her?
 　　 You know, four pounds of freshly baked bread is only sold for six shillings, and one pound is equal to twenty shillings, or two hundred and forty pence.
 　　 Judging from the memory he inherited, Lu Li estimated that a single lady could live well in London with an income of 60 pounds a year.
 　　Because of this, it is very illogical that a lady who is dressed in ordinary clothes contains belongings that do not match her identity and status.
 　　 read it here.
 　　 Lu Li slowly leaned down and continued to examine the unnamed female corpse in front of him—
 　　 The victim lay on his back, his face was **** and he couldn't see his appearance.
 　　'S neck was almost severed. There should be a fatal wound here. Moreover, he was cut through a laparotomy. There was a long and deep inverted V-shaped wound on the abdomen, and the internal organs appeared black and red.
 　　 "Silk cap?"
 　　 Soon, Lu Li noticed an inconspicuous detail. The deceased was wearing a coal bucket-shaped soft hat with a few fake flowers dotted on it, which looked very delicate.
 　　 Generally speaking, this kind of small objects are very popular with ladies. They can be seen almost everywhere in Baker Street.
 　　 But, he is now in the Whitechapel district, a slum filled with homeless people.
 　　 was silent for a while, Lu Qiqi had a guess that could stand scrutiny.
 　　 Wensley, who has been paying attention to Lu Li, saw his brows stretched, and immediately asked: "Mr. Detective, do you have any new discoveries?"
 　　 "The deceased was a warbler!"
 　　 "Due to professional needs, she tries to make herself as beautiful as possible every day, such as wearing a silk cap and lace inner skirt."
 　　 Upon hearing this, the police officers nodded one after another. They have maintained law and order in the Whitechapel District for a long time.
 　　 "But, soliciting customers can't make so much money, right? If I remember correctly..."
 When 　　 was halfway through, Winsley stopped his voice instantly, coughing lightly to cover up his embarrassment.
 　　 Facing a rhetorical question, Lu Li emphasized: "The deceased was already dead in the early hours of the morning!"
 　　 "Think about it carefully, at that time, what kind of talent would walk in the alleys."
 　　 "Night shift female workers..."
 　　 Winsley wanted to refute instinctively, but felt that it was unlikely to be a female worker. After all, who would wear a fancy hat to the factory for night work?
 　　 As for the other police officers, they have been acting as background boards. As long as Mr. Detective does not ask questions, they will always remain silent.
 　　 looked left and right, seeing no one to cooperate with him, Lu Li decided to continue the deduction:
 　　 "At midnight, in a narrow and dark alley, the victim was looking for guests.
 　　 At this time, a man with a cane appeared. This guy was very rich. Perhaps there was a carriage that symbolized financial resources parked behind him.
 　　 Soon, the two talked about everything. The victim thought that he was lucky. After all, it is not common for a man to make a lot of money in the Whitechapel District.
 　　 However, what happened next made her regret. The man raised his left hand, which had been hidden behind his back. The sharp blade flashed with cold light and passed by.
 　　 In an instant, she lost consciousness, did not struggle or fight in the middle, because everything was too short to react. "
 　　 The words fell, and everyone was silent in place.
 　　 Based on facts, based on many tiny clues, analyze, guess, and even infer more clues, until all clues can form a complete logic.
 　　 This is the basic deduction method!
 　　 As long as it is ensured that the major and minor premises do not go wrong, and the logic is self-consistent, the conclusion will be infinitely close to the truth, and even consistent with the truth.
 　　 At this time, Lu Li took another new move. He walked quickly to the old police officer, his voice rose unconsciously, "Can you give me the victim's money bag?"
 　　 Upon seeing this, everyone felt a little restless. They wanted to know what kind of trick this famous detective would perform—
 　　 In just half an hour, it sorted out the problems that all the elites of Scotland Yard could not solve. It was not a trick, but what could it be?
 　　 When he thought of this, the old police officer was so excited that he couldn't hold on himself. He grabbed a purse from his pocket and sent it to Lu Li's hands.
 　　 As expected, the starting point is very light.
 　　 "Sure enough, the murderer made a lavish move, not a fat man with a swollen face."
 　　 Lu Li sighed in his heart, then pulled the knot away and shook out a small handful of coins, nine of which were shining with dark golden light.
 　　 "Nine pounds and fifteen pence, I guess, only fifteen pence belonged to the victim, and the other nine pounds were bait cast by the murderer to make her relax. UU reading www.uukahnshu.com"
 　　 The old police officer looked blank. Where did he draw the conclusion? He looked around, his colleagues were like this, and he couldn't think of the reason.
 　　 At this time, Lu Li put the deceased’s belongings back in his pocket, and asked in a deep voice, "Officer Winsley, if you want to buy a valuable item, how would you pay for it?"
 "what?"
 　　 Wensley was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously wanted to ask the reason.
 　　 As soon as he raised his head, he met Lu Li's probing gaze.
 　　 It seemed that Mr. Detective was not joking. Thinking of this, Wensley lowered his head and seriously thought about how to answer.
 　　 After dozens of seconds.
 　　 "If I want to buy a brand new bicycle, I will probably save two months and save the shilling...that's it!"
 　　 Before he finished speaking, this guy instantly figured out the key points and took the initiative to explain to Lu Li: "Everyone, the murderer uses savolin to pay for the prostitutes! Presumably, he must not be short of money."
 　　 Since I can join Scotland Yard to maintain public order in London, it means that none of the people present are mediocre.
 After Winsley gave the tips, they all wanted to understand: In London, most people use copper and silver coins to check out, for example, Florin (two shillings), Krona (five shillings); and Sha Flynn, made of gold, is small and easy to carry, equivalent to one pound, and is most suitable for nobles and wealthy businessmen who don't care about money.
 　　 Unable to determine the identity of the deceased... Has progress?
 　　 At this moment, the old police officer had a sense of unreality in his heart. He didn't expect that he would find a breakthrough in such a simple way.
 　　 And Lu Li shook his head, embarrassed by Scotland Yard's ability to handle cases: They only paid attention to the corpse itself, but ignored the subtleties.
 　　
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 In despair, Lu Li received an admission notice. Since then, a door to a strange world has opened…
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 Ji Huan’s parents both died in a traffic accident. 
 Unexpectedly, his older sister also meets the same fate. 
 Yet everything starts when he says “goodbye” for the last time.
 Hunting monsters? Genetic comparison? 
 Ji Huan flees with his older sister’s posthumous child to his hometown, Bade Town. 
 The three Grandpa, grandson, and nephew all live interdependent days. 
 However, inside the swaddling clothes is not a human baby, 
 But a monster…
 Black egg body, white ring eyes, red mouth. 
 A child, ah! Doesn’t he have two eyes and a mouth! Resembling an egg, he is Ji Huan’s cute nephew!
 Vermilion tiled wall, white lotus pond, convalescent courtyard. 
 This entirely neatly handsome and elegant young man: Ah Jin. 
 However, he told Ji Huan about the secrets of the monsters and discreetly taught him. 
 Bade Town is also slowly being covered in monsters…
 Or, the record of a small countryside monster’s growth.
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 Hao Ren (literally means “good man”), as his Chinese name suggested, is a good man, and his ideal was to live a restful, comfortable life as a landlord. At least that was his plan before a couple of abnormal creatures rented his house.
 A remote, outdated big apartment, a bunch of rather abnormal non-human creatures, and a labor contract from the “god”, the three factors combined lead him to be the busiest landlord and most supernatural “babysitter”. The story of the most complicated, erratic and abnormal landlord and tenants started from here.
 “Ever since I put my fingerprint on the labor contract, I knew I was roped into something terrible…”
 As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants.
 His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizarre fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!
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 Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game. 
 [Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head. 
 [Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???” 
 Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that? 
 Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game. 
 The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level. 
 Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality. 
 . 
 . 
 Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband. 
 Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human. 
 A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon…. 
 Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages
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 Albarino was a forensic pathologist at Westland Forensic Bureau, single, witty, and would go out for a drink with his colleagues – just like any other forensic pathologist. 
 Except for one thing: he was secretly a psycho serial killer. 
 For the longest time, Albarino had a normal 3-point-1-line life [1] from home – Forensic Bureau – crime scene (his own or someone else’s), until one day, another psycho serial killer unintentionally killed his target he had planned to kill for 3 months. 
 With all his meticulous planning ruined, he was pissed off, so he decided to provoke the other serial killer himself. 
 [1] a boring, monotone, unchanging life. 
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 I am the sword.
 Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps. 
 Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps. 
 Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
 I am the sword, the sword is me, 
 On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.
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 Former Gaming God Ye Nuan, after resurrecting in the virtual reality game called 《 Second World 》, hatched a magic pet whose ID read 「 Quilt 」 and also looked like a quilt.
 Quilt was very soft. Hugging felt very comfortable. Every day, Ye Nuan would hug it while sleeping.
 She absolutely didn’t expect that this Quilt, which she believed to be an NPC, was actually controlled by a real person! Nor for it to have a human form!
 Quilt: Sorry, this is an accident……
 Ye Nuan: Forget about it, it’s fine, the same as hugging someone.
 Quilt: ???
 PS: Opening may appear to be about vengeance, but fundamentally, the writing is not about vengeance but a healing, sweet story. In the early stage, a pseudo-otome; in the later stage, pure scattered sugar.
 Anyways, sweetness at the end~
 Short Summary: Hugging felt very comfortable.
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 This is the story of the Phoenix Vidyarāja and a Grand Demon just awakened from Hell.
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 On the ancient battlefield, two armies were standing in stalemate. On one side were the Vajras, the Arhats, the Gods and the Buddhas from the Realm of Gods. On the other side were all the of monsters and demons from the Blood Sea in Hell.
 The personification of that Grand Demon leaped forward, holding a long sword across his chest. He flew across the battlefield, insolently cutting in halves the eleven Phoenix Bone Arrows, each of which was enough to destroy the world.
 Then, he arrived in front of the Phoenix Vidyarāja, who was standing high above the masses:
 “Your Majesty, please don’t move—”
 “I didn’t come for the war. I came to propose to you.”
 Phoenix was the Buddha’s inexorable doom for thirty-thousand years, while Zhou Hui was Phoenix’s redemption that could free him from the fate of his eternal life.
 After hundreds of thousands of years of endless light and shadow, this handsome yet devilish man finally emerged from Hell,
 To bring the Phoenix Vidyarāja away from the gandah-gajah Kingdom of Buddhism and the boundless lotus sea.
 “Let me follow you to that world. For you, I’ll be invincible forever—”
 You’re my shore after swimming across hundreds of miles of water. You’re my destination after traveling through thousands of miles of land.
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 – Question: “What is scarier than the personal experience of transmigrating into a horror movie?”
 Anonymous: “Transmigrating into a movie you’ve never seen before.”
 – “Poor comment! There’s nothing scary about that!”
 Anonymous reply: “You sure? Can you be sure your dad isn’t a murderer? Can you be certain your spouse isn’t out to kill you for insurance money? Can you even be certain there isn’t any hidden lethal weapon in your son’s lunchbox? The scariest thing is that you have never seen this movie before so, you have absolutely no idea of any ‘surprise’ that awaits you ahead!”
 Hence, this novel is also called .
 A line to sum it up: The female lead transmigrates into various movie adaptations of real stories, and conquers the audience.
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 Xue Mo sat in front of the computer, typing seriously. 
 "Knock knock knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door sounded. 
 "Who is it?" Xue Mo walked to the door and asked in confusion. 
 "Police." 
 Through the peephole, two people in police uniforms were standing outside the door, and one of them showed his police ID. 
 "Does Xue Mo live here?" 
 "Yes, I am." Xue Mo hurriedly opened the door. 
 "We found that several recent murders are highly consistent with your novels. Please cooperate with the investigation." 
 "How could it be?" Xue Mo was so panicked that his mobile phone fell at his feet. 
 ... 
 When the case coincides with the novel, 
 distorted images, 
 ignored details, 
 who is the real murderer?
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 After crossing, I discovered that there is a resurgence in the East and there is a dawn in the West. 
 The steam cannon and the mysterious collision, the Western extraordinary gradually awakened. 
 [Blasting Master] + [Steam Expert] = [Machinist] 
 [Soul Master] + [Swordsman] = [Curse Swordsman] 
 A variety of advanced, transfer and hidden professions, as well as never-ending exploration. 
 As the mystery of the West gradually unfolded, the ancient gods gradually recovered, and a world full of freshness began to kick off in front of Sulu. 
 The old god is recovering, the new god is rising, what should ordinary people do? Fortunately, there is a property panel!
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 My name is Joelson, and I traversed across worlds. I arrived at a continent of sword and magic and became a noble sorcerer. Unfortunately, my talent in magic was mediocre, and I was vexed. Fortunately, I have a cheating system, a magical ranch that can breed dragons. In order to survive, I began to raise dragons. Fire Dragon, Earth Dragon, Ice Dragon, Wind Dragon, Chaos Dragon, Dark Magic Dragon, Light Dragon … Many years later, legends about me were spread everywhere on this continent. The name everyone addressed to me also changed, some called me, God of Magic! Some called me, Dragon Master! Some even called me, The man beyond the gods!
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