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 On March 10, 2004, the client was contacted. Telephone recording 200403101003.mp3.
 "Hello?"
 "Hello, Miss Yu, I am from Qingye Supernatural Agency, and I want to ask you about something."
 "Ah, wait a minute."
 …
 "Okay, please ask."
 "I want to ask you about your personal life. Have you had other relationships before? Or, do you have any suitors?"
 "My husband and I are in first love, and we have no other partners. There are no suitors either. No one has ever confessed to me."
 "Is it just that no one confesses?"
 "Hmm... If you want to ask about secret love, I might be slow in this aspect..."
 "Is there anyone you can ask?"
 "Uh, what?"
 "For example, best friends, classmates, and colleagues may know someone who has a crush on you. Because of confidentiality, if we want to investigate your private life, people will inevitably notice that something is wrong."
 "Oh...oh, I know, I will go find out the news."
 "Well, please."
 On March 10, 2004, the Junli Hotel was investigated. The hotel was opened in 1998. The owner is a wealthy Chinese-American businessman. No connection between him and this incident has been found yet. The land used by the hotel was originally residential land. After demolition and reconstruction, a commercial circle was established. No serious incidents occurred in the original residential area and hotel, and further investigation is needed.
 Attached: photocopy of file.
 On March 10, 2004, room 809 of Junli Hotel was investigated. Audio file 02320040310.wav.
 "Guest, you mean to specify room 809?"
 "Yes, is that room vacant now?"
 "It's vacant. Please wait a moment while I check you in."
 "Are there many people living in this room? I heard the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows is pretty good."
 "I haven't met the guests in the designated rooms yet. The room on that side looks right at Binjiang Avenue and Luoqu River, and opposite is the old river bank building complex. The scenery is indeed very good, and the night view at night will be very beautiful."
 "Are all previous guests satisfied?"
 "Of course we are all satisfied. Okay, the room is ready."
 "Thanks."
 Da da da……
 Ding--
 …
 Ding--
 "How's it going, boss?"
 "I don't feel anything. Maybe it's because the ghost is following Yu Meng."
 "The carpet is really nice, let's put a carpet in our office too!"
 "Are you paying for it?"
 "Boss, don't...huh? What's wrong?"
 "It's starting to get cold."
 "oh."
 …
 "809, the location of this room is quite ordinary."
 "But it's very cold. The air conditioning comes from here."
 "Is there a ghost in there?"
 Tick ​​- click.
 "go in."
 "Two suites...main hall...toilet...bedroom...I didn't find anything. Boss, how are you?"
 "It's very cold. It seems that the ghost has been here for a long time."
 "Isn't this easy to check?"
 "Well, good news for us. Get to work."
 "OK."
 …
 rustle……
 "...Nothing has ever happened to our hotel."
 "Hasn't there ever been a case where a guest committed suicide or was killed?"
 "How is it possible? I have seen the newspaper a long time ago."
 rustle……
 "...There are no complaints from customers, and all customers are very satisfied."
 rustle……
 "...No, no, guests, don't worry. Our hotel is absolutely safe and nothing will happen."
 March 11, 2004, audio file analysis. Audio file 02320040310G.wav.
 "..."
 "There is no sound, what you recorded is very clean."
 "It seems that the ghost is really following Yu Meng."
 On March 11, 2004, further investigation into the Junli Hotel revealed no deaths or accidents.
 On March 15, 2004, the historical occupancy records of Junli Hotel were obtained. At present, it can be determined that more than 7,000 guests have stayed in Room 809. Detailed investigation is required.
 On March 21, 2004, I received a call from the client. Telephone recording 200403211535.mp3.
 "Aoye Supernatural Agency?"
 "Yes, Miss Yu."
 "I asked about the things you asked me to inquire about last time, but they all said they didn't know. It should be because no one has a crush on me. I...I thought about it and asked my husband, and he didn't have any problems. .”
 "Well, okay, thank you for your cooperation. We are currently investigating the Junli Hotel in detail. Can I ask why you and your wife chose that hotel? Did you see the advertisement, or was it recommended? Or through other means ?”
 "My company has business with Junli Hotel, so I knew about their New Year's Day couples room event."
 "According to the information we have found so far, this is the first time that Junli Hotel is hosting this event this year. Can you inquire about the details of this event through your company?"
 "ah?"
 "We have contacted so far. The employees of Junli Hotel have been trained. It is difficult for us to ask for useful information as guests or reporters. If we want to get inside the hotel, it will take a while. The situation on your side...with all due respect , we only have seven months left at most.”
 "I...I know."
 "Don't be nervous, our investigation is continuing. Please ask for information to save time. We will definitely be able to solve this matter if we work together."
 "Well, okay! I'll ask!"
 On March 29, 2004, I received a call from the client. Telephone recording 200403291407.mp3.
 "Hello, Miss Yu..."
 "I, I...huh...huh..."
 "Miss Yu, what's wrong with you? Don't be impatient. Speak slowly."
 "My belly... my belly... ugh..."
 "Miss Yu, where are you now?"
 "I'm at the company. I'm in the company toilet. I..."
 "Are you able to move?"
 "Well……"
 "Please try to stay calm. I will rush to your company now. The phone can be left on."
 "Oh...thank you..."
 "It's fine."
 …
 "Miss Yu, can you tell me what happened now?"
 "Just now...I discovered...that my belly has gotten bigger...not the normal way! After lunch, my belly is still bulging after so long! I..."
 "Is it because you haven't noticed the changes in your belly recently?"
 "No! No!!"
 Boom!
 "Yu Meng? What's wrong with you, Yu Meng?"
 "Ah! I'm fine."
 "It doesn't matter, right? You've been in the toilet for a long time, and just now..."
 "I'm fine! I...I'm talking to someone on the phone. I'm really fine!"
 "Oh, okay. Go back to work quickly, or Sister Lin will blame you again."
 "Well, I understand."
 …
 "Miss Yu, is it convenient for you to ask for leave? We can meet downstairs in your company and take you to the office for a detailed inspection."
 "Well, okay! Okay!"
 On March 29, 2004, the client was not seen. After questioning, it was learned that the client had a dispute with the leader, became emotional and fell into a coma, and had been sent to the hospital. Rushing to the hospital, I saw the client’s husband and it was inconvenient to have contact with the client.
 On March 29, 2004, I received a call from the client. Telephone recording 200403292315.mp3.
 "Miss Yu?"
 "Woo... Wu..."
 "Miss Yu, what's wrong? Are you okay? In the afternoon we..."
 "My husband knows..."
 "From a good point of view, our investigation can be put on the table and speed up. If you are worried that your husband has a misunderstanding, we can explain to him about ghosts..."
 "I did a checkup..."
 "Huh? Gynecological examination? What's the result?"
 "I'm 19 weeks pregnant, and the B-ultrasound... saw a fetus..."
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 My name is Lin Qi, I work in the demolition office, and I was responsible for the demolition of an old community at the beginning of this year. 
 There is a household in the community with a strange sign saying "Qingye Supernatural Firm" hanging on the door. The house has been converted into an office. It has been abandoned for a long time and is full of dust. In the office filing cabinet, a large number of documents and information are neatly displayed. 
 Out of curiosity, I sorted it out and discovered a weird and terrifying world hidden beneath the real world. 
 The events recorded in the files gradually appeared in my life...
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 Travel through a different world, a medieval feudal society. Start as the second son of a knight family, with a simple data panel, and move towards the road of empire. Train soldiers, forge weapons, build castles. Everything you need.
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 A genius idiot born from an incestual marriage!
 A young man with triple identities of worker, murderer, and university student!
 Cadillacs and Dinosaurs, Sangokushi, KOF, Knights of the Round, Shadow Force, Street Fighter…
 Each one of the arcade games you are familiar with has already been changed into a prerequisite for survival!
 Slaughtering Shiranui Mai with Ya Otome, Jigoku Gokuraku Otoshi to kill Li Dian. There is only what hasn’t been thought of, there isn’t anything that can’t be thought of!
 On an unknown day, when you walk down the stairs, you may accidentally walk into this —— arcade nightmare!
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 My name is Joo In-gong. The name that my parents gave me meant ‘protagonist’ of the world. Really?
 As anyone can predict, I was constantly teased due to my name. In kindergarten, elementary school, middle school and high school. If I went to university as planned then I would probably be laughed at there as well.
 So, at one point, I really hated my name.
 But not anymore. Now, I think slightly differently. Maybe being named Joo In-gong was a type of foreshadowing?
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 If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death.
 Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erot*c paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?!
 Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting.
 Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erot*c painting?
 Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawn-out look: Shut your eyes and lie down.
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 The dead broke small streamer Zong Qi received a random message one day.
 Zong Qi: ? tr*sh commercial, deleted
 That night, he got pulled onto the set of a horror film and was informed that if he didn’t shoot it… He’ll die.
 He was lucky that the actors were all working as hard as they could, and the director only needed to stand around and watch the show.
 But because he had been given way too much, Zong Qi didn’t hesitate at all before making his own changes.
 Under his false identity was an ‘evil mastermind’ that fought with the actors on everything.
 The immoral things he’s done on set include but aren’t limited to–
 Personally putting makeup on the ghost, teaching actors how to mess and change the script, switching ‘sides’ at crucial times…
 People as arrogant as him usually don’t have good endings when their identities were revealed.
 What Zong Qi didn’t expect was that instead of the actors joining up for revenge, an unlucky bastard’s whose plans had been spoilt by him countless times appeared instead.
 The man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of closed eyes, his face beautiful and cold.
 The brush dipped in paint hooked past the young man’s neck, full of danger.
 “You dirtied my brush.”
 He smirked, drawling, “As punishment, I’ll dirty you.”
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 The second round of the game will now begin, with this round adopting the Werewolf Game White Wolf King’s version of the game rules!
 Player No. 5, Shen Mu, your identity today is the “guard”!
 Once the sky darkens, please close your eyes…
 Guard, please open your eyes, who is the player that you wish to guard today?
 Shen Mu: Of course it’s my little cutie No. 10!
 System warning! You cannot choose the same player to guard for two consecutive nights!
 White Wolf King: …blast out this No. 5 affectionate love dog!
 The third year amnesiac uni-student, Shen Mu, was drawn into a surreal game by an unknown force——the Suspended Life Game. Only the winner could return to the real world, and their original life, while the loser will be erased for eternity!
 In the first round of the preliminary game, Shen Mu (indifferently) discovered that he was the only one of the 12 players who had amnesia (crit hitx1), not only did he draw the most troublesome killer role(crit hitx2), but he was also assigned on a team with a mentally confused foolish (little sweetie) teammate and a little girl who was still in elementary school (crit hitx3).
 Yet after the preliminary game, how would the subsequent real “official game” be different, what type of crisis would it conceal?
 Since the past is completely blank, life and death was uncertain for the future, then he must enjoy his current life and battle on!
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 There are five skills in Taoism: That is, spiritual practice, medical skills, numerology, anthroposcopy , and divination.
 As a Taoist doctor, Zhou Jinyuan can tell fortune and save lives.
 However, when a doctor can draw talismans and do alchemy, at the same time he is a very young… He has to prove himself is not a liar!
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 Zhou Jinyuan: Seeing a doctor? Wait for me to finish this talisman.
 Patient (panic face): ? ? I’m sorry that I disturbed you.
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 Billions of Humans transmigrated to another dimension, each became a Land Ruler at the start and owned a castle. Each Land Ruler would draw a random starting Soldier-type Building, used to arm their castles. Recruit more soldier-types, plunder resources, and dominate the world! Some drew the Sacred Palace of Knights from the start and commanded troops of knights to crush all obstacles in its way, ruling over vast lands. Some drew the Goblin Cave, developed castle trade, and became renowned dirty profiteers. Of course, more people only drew the most unremarkable soldier-types: Goblins, Lizard Man, Skeleton Soldiers…… These people could only kneel before the powerful Land Rulers and serve them as slaves. But Mike was an exception. His starter soldier-type building was, Dragon Nest! Glacial Dragon, Hellfire Dragon, Undead Dragon, Black Dragon…... When one after another dragon egg appeared before Mike, he suddenly felt that…...conquering the World seemed quite manageable?
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 Readers usually see that within a story, every male god will have a special woman in his heart, his vermillion mark, his glittering moonlight…
 This person is definitely both beautiful and intelligent as well as good-natured. Only – for some reason, this person passed away early on, leaving an overwhelming sense of regret and agony for the male god, also tormenting the readers and causing them to forever be unable to forget her.
 Li Yuebai: Don’t cry, perhaps I can help somewhat.
 This book is called #A hundred and one methods to change the death ending#
 System: Ehem ehem, even though you don’t have a golden finger, you still possess a high IQ!
 Mind games! Brain hack! Straight path ahead!
 Enemies whatever, all dealt with!
 Schemes whatever, all destroyed!
 Consecutive victories… However, why the heck would I always be pushed down by the male lead, the boss, or the second male lead?
 Even realizing that they are all the same person at the end?
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 "Welcome everyone to the super scary live broadcast room. Before starting today's live broadcast, I must tell you that only three types of people can see this live broadcast: people with heavy yin energy, people who will die within seven days, and as for The third type, I can’t go into details, I can only give you one piece of advice – watch your back!”
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 A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
 Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
 “M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!” “That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”
 But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.
 Prophetic dreams. The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.
 All I want is to be next to you.
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