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The System Said I Would Counterattack, but I Saw the Funeral
The old locust tree in the east of the city. The locust flower bloomed and then fell, landing on the iron box where Ling Xiaozi buried it under the tree. The wind blew away the soil on the box a little, revealing a corner of yellow cloth - the cloth covering the fragments of the bronze mirror. On the cloth, in addition to Ling Xiaozi's words, there was an additional line of small words. The handwriting of the small characters is different from Ling Xiaozi's - thinner and softer, as if written wi
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Stop Pretending, I Can Hear You
I can hear all the lies in the world. As a sound restorer, the 0.8 Hz throat tremble when the suspect pretends to cry, and the guilty conscience in the tail tone when concealing betrayal, are all in my ears. Until I met Lu Beichen. He is the cold-faced founder of an audio technology company. His voice is clean and precise, as if it has been perfectly processed for noise reduction. He helped me restore my deceased mother's out-of-print recordings from 18 years ago and prepared my own white noise.
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