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I Worked as a Detective in the Republic of China
The steam train puffed out white steam and slowly stopped on the deserted rails. The harsh sound of wheels rubbing against the rails could be heard far away in the empty mountains. Shen Yanqiu walked off the train carrying a brown suitcase. The cold wind instantly penetrated his woolen coat, bringing with it a damp earthy smell. He tightened his collar and glanced at the platform - a few decayed wooden pillars supporting a dilapidated awning, on which the four words "Qingchuan Town Station" had
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Ask the Spirit
In the autumn of the 13th year of the Republic of China, the alleys on the edge of the French Concession in Shanghai were soaked in continuous moisture. As dusk fell, Shen Yanqiu stood at the crossroads carrying a half-used cowhide suitcase. The slanting raindrops wetted the crisp cuffs of his suit, and the chill seeped through the fabric. The neon lights in the concession in the distance blurred in the rain, casting broken light spots on the bluestone pavement, flickering and fading, like fragm
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Strange Things in Qingxi During the Republic of China
Shen Yanzhi stepped into Qingxi Town in the dusk, stepping on the smell of soot from the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway. Houses with black tiles and white walls are crowded on both sides of the river. The walls are peeling off into mottled gray, like the chapped wrinkles on the face of an old lady. The damp wind came over him with the smell of water and grass, and he subconsciously tightened the collar of his windbreaker - there was something else mixed in the wind, much like the sobs that leaked from
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