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Wife's Second Mobile Phone
Cheng Hao accidentally discovered that his wife had an old mobile phone that he had never mentioned before. It only contained encrypted text messages with an unknown number, and the content was about "cargo delivery" and "personnel evacuation." He used his professional skills to crack it and was surprised to find that the "cargo" was actually their three-year-old son. The sending pattern of text messages shows that the location where the other party receives instructions every time is near his c
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Entering Liangshan Po by Mistake at the Start
The water vapor in Liangshanbo is wrapped in chill, rising from the lake surface, spreading over the reed swamps, and soaking into the thatched houses on the shore. Lin Wan huddled in the corner of the leaky earth wall, staring at her hands that were supposed to be typing on the keyboard - now they were covered with calluses, and there was dirt embedded in the nails that could not be washed away.
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The Prodigal Son's Supernatural Notes
My name is {Jiang Che}, a chic prodigal who walks in the shadows of the city. The neon-covered street corners hide countless strange secrets - the abandoned subway that must beeping at midnight, the old cheongsam that bleeds, the mysteriously missing tenants... Without superpowers, I relied on a pair of eyes to see through the fog and a bit of courage to venture into strange places, and I was involved in a series of thrilling and unsolved cases. Every night exploration into dangerous places is a
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The Tampered Me of Yesterday
Lu Yuan woke up from a coma and was told that he was a deeply lurking "sleeper" and his mission goal was to destroy an organization called "Ouroboros". As the investigation deepens, all clues prove that the leader of "Ouroboros" is himself in the last year before he was injured. Was he betrayed in the past, or was he tampered with now? Is it the organization or the "me of yesterday" that he must fight against?
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Glimmer in the Apocalyptic Ruins
I lay down behind a collapsed concrete beam, holding my breath, looking through the goggles of my gas mask at the ruins of the supermarket ahead. The wind blew through the broken steel bars, making a whine, like this dead city crying. Seven years have passed since the catastrophe. People no longer use the word "doomsday" - when doomsday becomes daily life, it is no longer an end, but just another way of living.
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