Save search

Give these filters a name so you can return to them later.

Fanqie catalogue

Browse

Matches
4

Every Fanqie book we index, searchable by title, author or tag.

Filters
Tags
Reset
  1. A Pickpocket’s Notebook 北派小偷笔记 Urban3.0M WordsOngoing I’m a thief, born in the north. My life has been full of twists and strange turns, and I’ve always felt it deserved to be written down. Along the way, I’ve met all kinds of people and seen all sorts of bizarre things. I’ve lost count of how many luxury villas I’ve broken into and how many museums I’ve robbed. Even the XX Museum, said to have the strongest security in the world, is somewhere I can come and go as I please. If you’re interested in the old Rong’s line of work, why not take a look in 13kReads8.8Score1.2kShelves
  2. The Last Corpse Painter of the Northern School 最后一个北派画尸人 Mystery227k WordsCompleted Everyone loves beauty, men and women alike. Even after death. My name is Zhang Yang, and my family has been painting corpses for generations. I’m the last of the Northern School’s lineage. Put simply, I make up corpses. I spent every day dealing with the dead, and the yin energy clung to me so strongly that one day, they all started thinking I was one of them. 64Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Criminal Profiling: One Clue Is All It Takes to Find the Killer 犯罪侧写:一丝线索就能锁定凶手 Mystery169k WordsCompleted Late at night, with rain pouring down, Zhang Xun knocked on a farmer's door. “Could I stay here for the night?” The farmer asked, “How many of you are there?” Zhang Xun took a deep breath and replied, “Before you stands a sprinting champion, a marathon runner, a high-jump expert, a master swimmer, a lock-picking and break-in specialist, a kidnapping mastermind, the police's one and only designated undercover agent, a solver of countless major cases, a top-tier...” Before he could finish, the far 59Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. There Are Thieves in This World! 天下有贼! Urban283k WordsCompleted A cloud drifts across the northwestern sky; the Heng and Ge clans of Lanrong gather in force. They call me Scholar, the leading figure of the Rong clan, whose ranks span three horizontal and fifteen vertical lines. From the moment I became Uncle Li’s disciple, my ordinary life began to swell into something extraordinary. The famous tycoons of Hong Kong came to me through intermediaries with one request after another. Every single thing is etched into my bones, something I could never forget even 56Reads—Score—Shelves