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There Are Endless Paths to Sin, and There Is a Time Limit for Punishment and Redemption.
Lu Chenzhou, the criminal police captain who made a mistake in hunting down a fugitive and led to the death of his teammate, was transferred to the Archives Department and kept company with old case files all day long. New legal reporter Shen Xingyan tried to interview this former "star of the police" for a special feature, but was repeatedly rejected. A series of murders broke out in the city, and the crime tactics were a perfect replica of the unsolved "Rainy Night Butcher" case twenty years a
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The Amnesiac Wizard Is Also Pretending to Be Good Today
Jiangcheng in June is always covered with sticky moisture. In the evening, a heavy rain suddenly fell, and the big raindrops hit the "Night Travel Division" plaque. The splashing water mixed with the halo of the neon lights, creating blurry spots on the blue-gray stone walls. Wei Ting leaned against the window of the office on the second floor, unconsciously rubbing the light golden contract mark on her wrist with her fingertips - after waking up from a three-year coma, the mark had changed from
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The Feast Is the Prelude to the Muzzle
In Shanghai in 1932, Cao Xuanran went from a dock coolie to a financial upstart in just three years. He thought that by controlling money, he controlled everything. It was not until his beloved Huang Yaqing put a gun on his back that he realized that every feast in this ten-mile foreign market was a prelude to betrayal.
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Doomsday Engagement: the Survival Mission of an Almighty Loser
The dew in the second half of the night condensed on the iron roof, seeping down along the rusty cracks, and when it dripped on the back of Mo Ye's neck, it was so cold that he winced. He squatted on the top of the watchtower of the alliance base, holding half a shiny piece of metal in his hand - it was leftover from the last time he repaired the pot for Lin Zhao. The edge was rubbed smooth by him unconsciously, like a shapeless amulet.
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Weiguang Breaks: from the Bottom to the Top of Capital
Three years ago, when Lin Wanzhou was disgraced and had a blank resume, he adopted the pseudonym "Lin Wei" and returned to the core circle of the industry with a new identity and calm attitude. With his precise insights into the new energy project Luyuan Technology, he successfully joined Qiming Capital, a top investment institution, and restarted his career.
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Echoes of Doomsday III
The dew in the second half of the night was so heavy that water could be squeezed out. It trickled down the rusty iron roof of the "Echo Memorial Hall" and cast twisted water marks on the monitoring screen. It was like the infusion tube winding on Lu Xiao's arm when he was lying in the constant temperature chamber. Lin Yue was wrapped in a washed-white military green coat, and her fingertips tapped softly on the old keyboard of the console, but her eyes were fixed on the central picture - inside
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Postgraduate Entrance Examination in the Apocalypse: My Academic System Can Give Critical Hits
The gravel was so hot from the noon sun that it felt like stepping on a pile of fine coals. Through the holes in the soles of the protective shoes, the burning heat traveled up the soles of the feet and burned all the way to the sweat beads on the back of the neck. Lu Jia lowered his head and glanced at the old electronic watch fixed with copper wire on his wrist. The hands had stopped long ago, and only the system interface shimmered with light blue in the lower right corner of the retina - the
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