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Solved 2026 Lin Shen, a former criminal investigation evidence technician, left the police force after suffering an unjust case and lived in an old appliance repair shop. An old building in the west of the city was demolished, and the remains of an unknown woman who had been buried for eleven years were dug out from under the foundation. There was no missing person report, no family members were looking for him, it was as if this person had never been in this world. There are no cool tricks, no ruthless gan —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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That Man-Eating Mountain That Produces Emeralds The rain in the Andes is as sticky as thick fog, and the mountains are riddled with holes. Priceless jadeite is produced here, and coca bushes also grow in patches. Militants control mines and drug fields, making huge profits while human lives are as light as red clay. Leo, an auto mechanic, owes gambling debts and escapes into the mountains, dreaming of turning his life around with a piece of rough stone. But the people who get rich on the mountain are never those who mine. Landslides, gunsho —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Gambling City Is in Flames, She Controls the Storm The family fortune is in ruins, Shen Jin is burdened with huge debts, and is used as collateral to sink into the abyss of an underground casino. On the card table, beneath the sound of chips colliding, there is human greed and calculation. The stakes here are never cards, but people's hearts and lives. Everyone thought she was a prey to be slaughtered, but she was calm and patient, saw through the traps in the game, and broke through the dangerous gambling game step by step. The owner of the cas —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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I Was Tortured by My Original Family and Went to a Temple to Become a Nun. Having been trapped in the endless demands and mental oppression of my native family for a long time, I exhausted all my energy and escaped into an ancient temple deep in the mountains. Shaving off the black hair, the morning bell and evening drum, but letting go of obsession never happens overnight. The fetters of the worldly world still come from the bottom of the mountain. Under the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, I slowly reconcile with myself who is covered with scars, and learn to let myself g —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition