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 Lin Chen was awakened by the sound of a knock on the window.
 Standing outside the window was a cleaning aunt wearing a yellow poncho. He got up, opened the window, and listened only to his aura.
 "Xiao Lin, do you have the key to Yan Qing's tool room?"
 Lin Chen frowned slightly, he shook his head, as if not completely awake: "Isn't the school closed today?"
 "Is the school closed? Our boss didn't give us vacation." The aunt drew a long broom. "We are suffering."
 Lin Chen was keenly aware of the anomaly here, so he asked: "Who asked you to ask me, the key to Yu Yanqing's tool room?"
 "Oh, you guys have such a good relationship." Auntie smiled eagerly. When she saw good-looking young people, the old aunts always teased a few words: "She resigned, the keys weren't returned, who doesn't know. I ’ll always run to you if I ’m fine, is it left to you? ”
 The old aunt was still talking, but Lin Chen suddenly had a bad feeling.
 Yu Yanqing resigned, but did not return the key to the tool room?
 Since she kept the key but did not return it, someone must find the key. If the key could not be found, the logistics department would go to break the door.
 So, what's behind the door?
 "The key may be with me, but I have to look for it, can you go and clean elsewhere, can you?" Lin Chen smirked slightly and politely said to the aunt. After speaking, he turned back to the bed and dialed the phone On the phone of Xing Conglian,
 When Lin Xun arrived, Lin Chen was alone and leaning against the basement entrance.
 After seeing Xun Cong followed by the forensic police officer and forensic doctor, he nodded and stood upright.
 There was only a dim yellow light in the staircase, which made him look gloomy and even sad.
 As a criminal investigator, of course Cunlian could smell the abnormal **** smell in the air. He looked dull, put on his gloves, and opened the door to the basement.
 There was no light in the basement, but the thick **** smell made everyone suffocate.
 The policemen who are accustomed to handling the scene have blocked the cordon in accordance with regulations. The lights in the basement and the lights brought by the police are all on. The lights are dazzling.
 The damaged desks, dilapidated beds, and sporadic textbooks, everything in the basement was illuminated by spotlights, and even the dust was covered with a layer of light.
 And at the end of the entire space, a closed black wooden door.
 Some police officers came to find the key, and they asked Conglian.
 Xun Lian looked at Lin Chen, took the key, and walked to the black wooden door.
 Opening the door is very simple. The key is inserted into the keyhole, twisted slightly, and the door is opened with a click.
 Xing Lianlian felt, however, that it seemed that there would be nothing more difficult and bitter than this.
 The smell of blood drifted down the door,
 Putting his hand on the door, he looked at Lin Chen again and said, "I even have to doubt that you are the murderer."
 The flashlight emitted a strong light that illuminated the entire room, and the scene inside was shuddering.
 In a small tool room, countless tools are stacked up and down, mops, large shears for trimming flowers and plants, hoees, broken plant rhizomes, and various debris stacked on each other to form a dirty and thick black background. Yu Yanqing was naked, squatting at the corner, she had countless fine wounds, and blood was sprayed on every corner of the room, as if countless scarlet earthworms were climbing, absorbing all the heat of life.
 At her hand was a small knife commonly found in student pencil cases. The handle was light blue and the blade was covered with solid blood.
 Rao was a police officer at the scene of the homicide. Many people could not stand such a **** scene. The scene was quiet and the needle was audible.
 The first thing that sounded was the click of the shutter, the flash flashed for the second time, the police officer of the Forensics Division squatted down and took photos of the scene at different angles.
 Then the forensic doctor enters the court and will be flattened by Yan Qing, with slow and solemn movement beyond words.
 No one spoke.
 Just when Yan Qing was lying down, a thin layer of sand was exposed in her stiff fingers.
 A handful of white, delicate, like countless aphids, swarming out of the sand.
 Xing Cong Lian grabbed Lin Chen and dragged him out of the basement.
 Typhoon days are always weird. I do n’t know when the rainstorm stops, and the sky seems to fall as soon as possible.
 Xing Conglian pressed Lin Chen on the bench, and behind him was a lush camphor.
 He took mineral water from the trunk of the car, shoved it into Lin Chen's hands, and sat down by his side.
 As a criminal police officer, he knew very well that he could predict life and death, except for the gods, who had only the murderer and the insider, but he was convinced that Lin Chen was not the murderer. Then, the question arose: What exactly did Lin Chen play in these events What role.
 "I'm not a murderer." Lin Chen unscrewed the bottle cap and said very earnestly and frankly.
 Few people can face the challenge and explain it so plainly.
 "You were in the police station at the time of the park's crime. Of course, you were not the murderer," Xing Conglian said.
 "If you believe me, then Yu Yanqing is not a murderer." Lin Chen looked up and took a sip of water.
 This is the second time Lin Chen said, if you believe me. Xing Conglian thought, of course I still believe in you.
 But some words cannot be said, and some things must be asked clearly
 "Why?" Xing Conglian asked.
 "Remember the letter?"
 "Ok."
 "She said, 'Dear, I can finally face death peacefully', I ... finally ..." Lin Chen stared at Xing Conglian, his eyes were cold, "Think about when you would use such words ? "
 "I finally had the crayfish, and I finally drank ice beer ..." Xing Conglian answered honestly.
 "This is an indication of a state that has been completed or is about to be completed, and contains extremely urgent emotions."
 Xun Lian nodded, expressing understanding of Lin Chen.
 But even though Yan Qing had decided to die when she wrote the letter, it did not mean that Yu Yanqing was not the murderer who destroyed the rings and killed the youth.
 There is no necessary logical connection between the two.
 The prisoner paused, and suddenly thought of one of the possibilities: "Will Yu Yanqing be forced?"
 Lin Chen shook her head: "Everything she said was in the first person, indicating that she had a strong sense of self when writing this letter ..." Lin Chen's tone was rare and tender, as if she was missing something. " She also wrote some letters to me before, and there is no difference between the typeface of the letter before her death. You know, if Yu Yanqing is coerced, then her mood fluctuates strongly, and the words she writes must also tremble with strokes The font is messy, but I didn't find it. "
 Xun Cong scratched his messy hair: "What is this girl thinking, is everything she writes so cold?"
 "I only read some of the letters, and the rest, I think, should be treated as the relics of the deceased and given to the police."
 Lin Chen was sad.
 When collecting those letters, he never actually thought about what to do with them one day.
 Maybe one day, he quit his job at school and won't leave with these letters, but handing all the thoughts of a girl to the police is obviously the saddest destination.
 He returned to the dormitory to pick up the letter. Someone was waiting in front of the dormitory.
 Those were three men in suits.
 They were neatly clothed, solemn, and even leather shoes were meticulously polished.
 Two of them, Lin Chen, have met in the city's three small publicity boards. They are the school principal and a board member, and the other is a long-known person.
 Many times, in the bed and breakfast, and in the hut, Lin Chen was awakened by the knock on the door, and this was the person standing at the door.
 "Master Butler, hello." Lin Chen stood in front of his small dormitory, slightly bowed, and saluted the tall and thin man standing in front.
 In this era, the housekeepers must be rich.
 And to be able to afford a silver-haired, noble butler, must be the top rich.
 Therefore, when such a rich man's housekeeper stood in front of some shabby schools and simple and overdone dormitories, he seemed so out of place.
 Chen Ping coughed slightly, as if dusted, and before all the villains in the movie spoke.
 He lowered his head, and stood a little high, looking at the young man in front of him.
 He really admired Lin Chen.
 How to say, as the old steward of the Chen family, he knows too many secrets Xin, he knows what this young man has done, and he is very clear how his own master is a paranoid.
 Just like the wind and the mustard growing under the wind, young people who can survive calmly under endless pressure are always worthy of respect.
 But he is very professional. The Chen family gives him an annual salary equivalent to that of any corporate executive. His existence is to solve all kinds of troubles for the owners, of course, including finding trouble.
 So he drove hundreds of axioms, rushed to Hongjing, found the local relationship of the Chen family, and went to the third small director of Hongjing City to make a request.
 Few people can refuse the request of the Chen family, let alone a trivial request.
 Fire a school board.
 In fact, this small matter does not require the school principal and director to come forward.
 He didn't even need to meet Lin Chen.
 Coincidentally, when he was about to leave, someone rushed to open the principal's office.
 The man said that a corpse was found in the school, and a host named Lin Chen called the police.
 "Lin Chen, you were fired." The principal said to Lin Chen with his head held high.
 "Why?" Lin Chen glanced at the noble butler and the proud principal.
 "Look at what you have done in the dormitory. It's not your responsibility to keep the corpse hidden in the dormitory. You see that you have recruited the police!" The buildings can be heard.
 "okay."
 The roar lingered, and a faint sound like clear water immediately sounded.
 The headmaster was a little hesitant. I didn't expect that the young hostess agreed so simply, too dismissively and too lightly.
 Just as he wanted to respond, behind him came another voice that was more understatement and indifferent.
 "Principal ~ Do you have any complaints about our police work?"
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 One day, while Lin Chen read a book, Xing Cong Lian said to him, “You’re a psychologist. Can you help me find out what kind of person is suitable for me to marry?”
 Lin Chen remembered telling him love was the most immeasurable thing in the world. Even psychologists couldn’t predict love, because its progress in two people’s lives had countless variables.
 What variables?
 Lin Chen thought, at the time, the first variable was: You’re just an ordinary police officer who liked eating crayfish at the stall with a bottle of beer. I didn’t know you were…
 Or: I didn’t know when I fell in love with you or when you fell in love with me.
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 ("Is High Inspiration Wrong in the Mysterious World?", Mystery + Cthulhu + Investigator Detective) 
 Bathed in the bloody moonlight, listening to the whispers of the ancient gods, 
 The time traveler walks into this new world full of steam and steel. 
 The twelve main gods sit on the throne, and the old rulers hide in memories. 
 Mystery from the dreamland, mysterious and unpredictable strange objects, magic potions in the new world, and secrets in the old world. 
 On the Victorian-style street, Lynch opened the door of the detective agency and fell into deep thought at the tentacles knocking on the door. 
 Is there any hope for too high inspiration? Waiting online, urgent.
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 That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin.
 "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?"
 "My lord has promised to fulfill my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands.
 He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?"
 She stared back at him. "My lord might not like to see ugly things.”
 He smirked and stepped towards her. "I never had a liking towards pretty things."
 Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil.
 No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty.
 She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love.
 A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her.
 The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control.
 With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the dakrness swallow them whole?
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 Your Highness (Princess), please give us your advise.
 She is the 23rd century top miracle doctor, but harmed by the person she trusted the most overnight.
 Opening her eyes once again, her soul actually possessed the body of a small baby from a different world.
 A pair of bewitching, violet-coloured eyes and a head of violet-coloured hair.
 15 years later, a powerful and talented out-of-the-world beauty emerged.
 Countless men were attracted and competed to get her.
 Morever, there was also an overbearing, black-bellied man persistently bothering her, vowing to imprison her by his side.
 “Woman, you are mine.”
 She threw an icy glance at him, “Just you? Are you worthy?”
 She swore not to easily trust anyone anymore, no one can walk into her heart anymore.
 When the cold and strict black-bellied Emperor threw away his integrity to chase after the ruthless woman, and they butted head with each other strongly in every turn, what kind of sparks will be created between them?
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 Original title of the book: Mysterious Resurrection: When You Get Excited 
 This is the story of Si Ye traveling through the mysterious resurrected world, controlling a card maker, starting to make various cards, and looking for his family. 
 Family: ghost father, bride, ghost brother (gui chai), little guy (ghost boy), old man (knocker ghost)... 
 (Equipment Card) Peerless Ghost Painting (Spend two cards to transform into any card you want.) 
 (Equipment Card) Beauty in the Lake (Spend two cards to ignore all attacks.) 
 (Equipment Card) Bridal Wedding Dress (After wearing the wedding dress, you can use two cards as a reward to summon a ghost to help.) 
 (Equipment Card) Bloody Lake (You can spend one card to lock a certain ghost.) 
 (Event card) You are mine (Spend two cards to make a female (ghost) pregnant.) 
 (Event Card) Buried in a Ghost Coffin (Ghost Coffin Funeral, spending two cards, can suppress a certain existence in the ghost coffin.) 
 (Event Card) Knocking Old Man (can summon the Knocking Old Man, using a card as a reward to let him knock on someone's door.) 
 (Event Card) Trees Grow from Graves (Spend three cards to make someone buried in the mountain behind Zhangdong.) 
 (Event card) Love to be a bus mother-in-law (Use three cards as a reward to let the bus mother-in-law be a bus to find someone.)
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 I am the inspector of life and death, time, and space. 
 But I prefer you to call me — Traveler. 
 This is the legend of a space-time traveler.
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 This is a deep hell-like horror, this is an abyss without light, a world where no hope has been seen since birth, between the peculiar YES and NO, the shimmering light shimmers like a spark of fire, About to burn a prairie prairie… That is the dawn!
 Since the final future, the disappearance of the strongest wise man has brought about the changes in the pattern of the Lord God, everything… is in the dawn!
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 Disorder syndrome, commonly known as contamination, is a difficult and incurable disease that all doctors in the entire era, including extraordinary people, find extremely difficult. 
 Patients will only have one year left to live. Under the cover of the red moon mist, they will all transform into twisted monsters, become accomplices of evil spirits, followers of natural disasters, and the source of faith for the evil gods entrenched outside this world to exploit at will. 
 Cause of the disease - unknown. 
 Time of onset - unknown. 
 Degree of infection - unknown. 
 Treatment method - unknown. 
 Danger level of the patient - SSS. 
 Natural disaster is imminent, and the indescribable eyes are slightly opened, and they are about to recover. 
 "In the face of such a crisis, Mr. Riya, what kind of changes will you bring to us?" 
 The young man who was giving a speech thought for a while: "First, we need to put street lamps on all the capitalists who make money by taking advantage of the chaos, but I respect human rights, and I will let them choose the street lamp model they like." 
 "Uh..." 
 The reporter was speechless for a moment: "But aren't you the biggest capitalist in this dark age?" 
 "No, that's called an entrepreneur." Riya corrected, "As a businessman in charge of trade, I need to kill all the peers, so that I am the only one." 
 The young man stood on the high platform with his arms slightly spread, and all the people below the stage were instantly boiling. 
 "Praise trade!!!" 
 "Whatever my Lord says is right!" 
 "Ah, He looked at me, I'm dead."
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 Civilization is destroyed and records lost. Only Dudian survives in a cryogenic sleep. Three hundred years later, Dudian wakes up and must become Dean to survive. Who can he trust in this world overrun by monsters without and within?
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 [When I lose consciousness, the seal will be unlocked, and I will be invincible directly, and even gods will be afraid] 
 (Crusou SCP+Strange Horror Revival+Mutation Evolution+Daily 10,000 Words) Murderous rain, throat-slitting wind, corpses resurrected, severed hands crawled out of the ground, and the grass and trees opened their eyes. In the pitch-black darkness, Langren closed his eyes tightly, wearing pajamas, and his body began to sleepwalk uncontrollably. In his sleep, he broke into the cemetery of the old gods. When he woke up, he found that he had eaten a god... 
 —— 
 "My name is Langren. Recently, some blind people said that I was covered with sickles, my blood could fill the sea, and my leg hair alone was 10,000 meters long. The more they said, the more outrageous it was. Don't believe in rumors or spread them. For this reason, I solemnly come forward to clarify that it is not my leg hair, it is the sickle that grew on my body." 
 ……… 
 One punch to stop the wind and rain, there is no god in the world. He who cannot be looked at directly wakes up from his long sleep. The shadows in the darkness cover the sky and the earth. In this strange world, there is a truth - don't go out after dark, the strange night will take your soul. 
 [Hint: You have entered the strange night and lost your vision. One hundred meters to the left, there are a lot of steel centipedes lurking on the ground. Three hundred meters to the right, there are many fast-moving species staring at you. ] 
 [There is a mysterious egg three hundred meters behind. Get it and you will awaken a new bloodline power. ] 
 [Be careful! There is a tide of beasts in front of you. If you don't run, you may be a brave man again in eighteen years. ]
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 Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world. 
 "Does this mean that I will become a monster?" 
 In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith. 
 "Then I am a god!" 
 In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear. 
 "I will become the master of ghost stories!" 
 But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense. 
 "It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories." 
 But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either. 
 "Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."
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 Strange stories come and bind the fate of the country. 
 People improve their own and the country's luck by constantly participating in rules and strange stories. 
 Mental patient Jiang Xiao was selected to be admitted to a nine-star mental hospital at the beginning! 
 But it was strange to find that Jiang Xiao seemed to be the most seriously ill... 
 Jiang Xiao: "I talked with the monsters, and all the weird things were caused by Sun Smash!" 
 Participated in the seven-star ghost story "Where Did Dad Die?" 
 The handsome son's big eyes flashed: "You want to be my father?" 
 The Chosen One: "Yes!" 
 Son: "Then I have a small request, which is to beat you to death!" 
 Each of the chosen fathers was beaten to a pulp by his sons in the opening scene. 
 Facing the traitor who rushed towards him, Jiang Xiao smiled coldly: "Dad, I am your son!"
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 Fang Yun has become a snake and got a system, the system requires him to brush up to 10 million reputation values, or face eternal death. So Fang Yun began to crazily upgrade! 
 A beautiful outdoor streamer in the mountains, facing the camera and the live friends sending gifts but was caught by a one-meter-long python. 
 3,000 meters above the sea surface, Lake Logar is suspected of the appearance of water monsters, causing a large number of tourists to explore. 
 On the calm sea, a luxurious cruise ship is slowly moving forward. Visitors stood on the deck as the sea breeze blow. Suddenly, someone found that under the water behind their cruise ship, a black shadow hundred of meters long is following closely. 
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