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Content introduction (Suspenseful and supernatural + detective detective + funny comedy) Lin Gou Sheng, a temporary worker in the morgue, is born with the attributes of a ghost, but he has an incredible skill - he can listen to the chatter of ghosts by touching corpses, and he relies on the spoilers of the dead to solve the case! When the policewoman Su Qingyue kicked open the door of the morgue, she saw him squatting next to the corpse and muttering, "The murderer is left-handed and has a missing front tooth", which immediately arrested the absconding murderer on the spot. From then on, Lin Gou Sheng was forced to bind a hot-tempered policewoman and embarked on a hilarious investigation. A talking puppet, a murderer hiding in the mirror, a corpse that escaped by itself... Bizarre murders were staged one after another. When Lin Gouzheng touched the corpse, the deceased's complaints went straight into his ears: "He stole my money and buried me!" "That scumbag poisoned my milk tea!" The charlatan detective is paired with a hard-core policewoman. One relies on the dead to expose the truth, and the other relies on force to reveal the truth. He defies the sky and the earth to criticize the murderer, and he just solves all the unsolved cases. But as the case progresses, Lin Gou Sheng discovers that his ability goes far beyond just listening to ghosts. There is actually a shocking secret hidden in his body that can subvert Yin and Yang!

In the autumn of the third year of Jiahe in the Eastern Wu Dynasty, it was raining continuously in Changsha. The sour and rotten smell of the old rice in the granary of Zoumalou spread for miles. Lu Ji, the captain of Diannong School in Changsha, was wearing a soap coat and led his deputy Zhou Tai to conduct routine warehouse inspections. Half a year after he took over as the captain of Diannong School in Changsha, he had been strictly controlling the storage of salt and rice. But today, in a pair of account books and physical items, there was actually a shortage of 300 dendrobium of official salt and 500 shi of official rice. The warehouse clerk Xu Di, who was nearly forty years old and had always been timid, was now kneeling on the ground and trembling. He cried and confessed without asking further questions: "It was a villain who was confused for a moment and colluded with the boatman Liu San to transport the salt and rice to the lower reaches of the Xiang River on the night of the 15th of the first lunar month and sold it on the black market!" Lu Ji stared at his pale face and became suspicious: Xu Di had been working in the granary for ten years and had always been cautious. How could he dare to commit such a major crime that could be decapitated? Moreover, the "fifteenth night of the first lunar month" in the confession coincides with the flood season on the Xiang River, so sailing is extremely risky. How could Liu San, an ordinary boatman, dare to take the risk to take the order? He remained calm and ordered Xu Di to be imprisoned. He took Zhou Tai to check from warehouse to warehouse, and found that the grain storage in No. 3 Warehouse on the west side showed signs of being tampered with, and there was still a small amount of fine sand that did not belong to the official rice remaining on the ground. What's even more strange is that among the core slips recording Yanmi's comings and goings, there are obvious tears on the edges of three key account pages. Chen An, the clerk in charge of keeping the slips, claimed that they were "accidentally lost." Lu Ji suppressed his doubts and ordered Zhou Tai to investigate Chen An's whereabouts. He returned to the office and read Xu Di's confession transcript overnight, trying to find flaws. Late at night, while Lu Ji was frowning at the confession, a black shadow suddenly flew past the window. Then the confession transcript on the desk was swept to the ground by the strong wind. There was an extra word "Pan" dotted with ink on the page - who did this word "Pan" refer to? ...

Jiang Yang bumped into a beautiful woman on his way home, but when he got off the car, she disappeared. There was only an empty booklet on the ground with the three characters "Book of Life and Death" written on it! I took it home for a moment, and when I woke up the next day, the book of life and death was gone, and there was an extra baby in the house? He was also forced to be bound to a book of life and death system in the underworld, forcing him to open his ghost eyes and complete tasks! Help! Who will take away this book of life and death! Jiang Yang really doesn't want to dance crazily on the verge of death every day!

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During the summer vacation, my parents went to the mountainous area of ​​City Z on an inspection team. I don't know why, but as soon as I arrived in City Z, I suddenly felt as if something was secretly watching me, but it was just a fleeting feeling. After telling my parents about this, they explained that it was just my illusion. When they first started going out for inspections in the company, this would sometimes happen to me because of nervousness. I didn't pay attention at the time. After arriving at the inspection site, we stayed at the hotel we booked. I remembered that a classmate named Xiong Yan's hometown was in Z City, and it was not too far from the place where his parents were conducting the inspection, so I called Xiong Yan. After learning that I had arrived in Z City, he invited me to visit his home. , With the permission of my parents, when I heard about a local missing person news the next day, Xiong Yan came to pick me up where we lived. However, something strange happened. As soon as he saw me, he put on a serious expression. He first looked at the news being reported on TV, and then said that I was being targeted.

The Criminal Investigation Corps has unpopular departments\

Song Tingjinying: Legal principles go alone and return to the haze Su Jin, the minister of Dali Temple who blends the souls of ancient and modern times, wields the sword of Song Dynasty's legal principles, but is accidentally mixed with the flesh and blood of modern equality. He defended his concubine, dared to refute the principles of Neo-Confucianism, and bluntly stated that "human life is more important than the laws of nature." However, in the Song Dynasty, when "the laws of nature prevailed and human desires were destroyed," he became a lone and deviant minister. He was trapped in a trap, his bones were broken in the prison, and his close friends turned against each other. He used all the scars on his body to wash away his grievances, but in the end he saw that the principles are as stable as a rock and the times are like a cage. Even though he sought justice for the common people, he could not withstand the shackles of the foundation of the Song Dynasty. He persisted in everything and eventually became a lone act. The life-and-death struggle between legal principles and Tsunasa, the tearing of human nature and shackles, once the truth is revealed, one's heart is filled with fatigue. He abandoned the imperial hat in Feiyi and returned to the haze in the south of the Yangtze River, leaving only the peach blossom and silver hairpin, which reflected the sky of the Song Dynasty in the mist and rain - there was no justice in this world that he wanted, only mountains and rivers, which could accommodate Jin's heart.

I am an orphan, because when I was born, I carried thousands of graves on my back, which foreshadowed that evil spirits would seek my life. So he was abandoned by his relatives. Fortunately, Master picked me up, and I have been living in a mass grave ever since. I walk on corpses every day and stay with ghosts. My master and I make a living by cheating and burying people! One strange thing after another, one evil thing after another,

This is a world composed of a series of mysteries like a jigsaw puzzle. Under the strict rules and logic is a secret battle of flaws and loopholes. Get ready to burn your brain and start searching for the truth!

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A former genius criminal analyst, detective Mo Wangze was fired for his negligence in a past case and became a private detective who made a living by helping others investigate gossip. Many years later, an abnormal serial murder case left the police at a loss, and the task force had to re-activate Mo Wangze. "Mo Wangze, I know you are a proud person. You feel that there is no one in the world that you cannot see through, and there is no case that you cannot solve." "This is a fact." He said calmly, without any conceit in his tone. "But what if the murderer is not human?" "...?"

Jincheng is suddenly troubled by the "Scavenger Association" - this group of weirdos who do not do their job and rely on "memory optimization" to turn people into brainless puppets! Lin Xiaoman, an ordinary girl, can be called the "Chosen Unlucky One". She picks up a hot perception crystal and is forced to open a copy of Save the World; her partner is Fatty Wang, who is addicted to human food and is crazy about caring for his sister. After his sister was kidnapped, he ran away and shouted "Desperate"; plus the taciturn skills boss Shadow and the former association member Uncle Zhao who remembers clues, the improvised "Grass Team" is full of laughter. While they are toughing out the luxurious lineup of villains: the cynical leader Judge, the jade-stealing antique madman Mo Chen, the pseudo-elite and the real gangster Jin Xiao; at the same time, they stage funny scenes: the police station is suspected of explaining that "crystals have magic", the pursuit of a murderer in the antique market almost turns out to be a thief, and the ancestral hall fights with the door lock before saving people. His ability to sense crystals works sometimes and sometimes poorly, and his teammates are both reliable and outrageous. This "brain defense battle" surrounding three memory cores is both exciting and funny! Watch as this group of ordinary people gather together as "sand devil teammates" to defeat the dark forces and protect Jincheng and their own memories. Can they have the last laugh?

When he woke up, he found that he had fallen into a strange hotel. What happened?

Welcome to Gallifrey. There is no daylight in this city. There is only the night when the neon lights flash, and the deeper darkness after the neon lights go out. Here, the truth is the cheapest product in the sewer, everyone is selling it, but no one really wants to buy it. My name is Thomas Danai, but everyone who knows me calls me Tommy. The business card says "Private Detective," but in this city, that's just a decent-sounding term. My daily work is more of unspeakable "coordination" and "consultation" - helping people find missing creditors, investigating where her young husband spent the night last night for a rich wife, and connecting people who need to covert transactions. Not very glamorous, but it paid the rent and allowed me to drink whiskey on the rocks at the Alley Cat. Until Iron Hand Harry's only son died on the bed in a high-end apartment with his own knife in his chest. Harry Porpington, one of the few people in this city whose name speaks louder than the law. He doesn't just want the murderer's life, he wants a "why." And I, the detective who makes a living in the cracks of crime, was pushed into this whirlpool. But this is just the beginning. On Gallifrey, every death is not a period, but an ellipsis. It connects the closed doors of the office, the secret transactions in the warehouse, the tears of the blonde in the high-end apartment, and the answers that are forever silent at the bottom of the Red River.

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The male and female freshmen of Yinli Engineering University met because of a murder case. The girl's identity was strange and interesting, which attracted the boy's attention... "If you want to be my boyfriend, you have to do one thing for me--" "What's the matter?" "Do something that moves me--" "Isn't this simple?" "I'm a detective, and my rationality is greater than my sensibility. It's not that easy to move me..." "Well, then I can try..." ... A group of frustrated young people met on campus and started a new life. The ghosts in the campus library, the weird magician's funeral, the mysterious online name, and the emergence of one strange case after another became her determination to silently prove to her father...

Among the continuous white mountains and black waters of the Northeast, there is a little-known legend: every hundred years, a "son of the eye of the earth" is born in an ordinary farmhouse. He was born with the ability to see things that ordinary people cannot see, hear the whispers in the wind, and talk to the sleeping beings under this land. My name is Chen Qingshan, and I was born in the winter of 1995 in a small village called Kaoshantun in Jilin Province. It is said that the night I was born, all the dogs in the village howled in unison, and the 300-year-old locust tree at the entrance of the village folded in the wind. When the midwife carried me out of the house, she saw a snow-white fox squatting on the roof of my earthen house. It glanced at me, nodded, and then disappeared in the wind and snow. From an early age, I knew I was different from others. I could see "those things" that grandma called - the blurry figures wandering on the field ridges at dusk, the wet long-haired woman at the mouth of the well, the pale faces standing outside the window at night and peering in. I could hear a low growl coming from the valley that belonged to no known animal. I can even smell the decadent sweet fragrance that only I can detect coming from certain places. Grandma said that it is the "earth atmosphere", the breath that seeps out from the cracks in the door to another world. My great-grandfather was the last shaman in the village. Before he died, he touched my head and said: "This child was chosen by the eye of the earth. He cannot escape or avoid it. But remember, seeing is one thing, interfering is another."

I gradually discovered that whenever the city fell into darkness and the street lights were not turned on at dusk, a part of my shadow would quietly disappear. At first, the edges were just blurry, until my colleague pointed at my feet in horror: "Why is your shadow... There?" That night I saw with my own eyes the mutilated shadow crawling toward the sleeping neighbor, and the next day, the neighbor's whole family disappeared. What's even more frightening is that all the missing people and belongings have been "organized" - as if they were carefully archived by some kind of being.

Rainy Night Rune

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It's not three thousand yuan to catch a ghost, it's three thousand yuan to catch one ghost. If the quantity is large, you can get a discount. One cent less is not enough, and one cent more is not necessary. Hello! My name is Li Xiaofei, and I will send you back to hell now.

A child who lost his parents due to financial fraud grew up with resentment and took revenge.

While visiting the graves during the Qingming Festival, I encountered someone digging the graves of my parents and finding something from the graves. The latter person asked Ye Jun to become her teacher, and from then on, Ye Jun started a different life.

Painting skin and flesh is difficult to paint bones, knowing people and their faces but not their hearts. A senior student uses his bones to look like a person and accidentally detects a bizarre murder. There is a shocking conspiracy buried in the mystery of the massacre. Shi Baiqi just wanted to know, apart from the bones, there was so much filth and sin under the skin...

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"Wu Xie received a pay-on-delivery package. The sender column said 'Zhang Qiling', but the date was 1952. There was only a courier receipt in the package, and the recipient was himself tomorrow."

I died ten years ago. After my death, I discovered that being a ghost is much more comfortable than being a human being. Now I am the manager of a underworld canteen, earning money in exchange for Yangshou Pills. In the eyes of others, I am a stinky Taoist priest with no ambitions. I do not do business with living people, and I do not accept RMB. "What? You want credit? I'll give it to you next time? Okay, we are good brothers." "Hang yourself! Paying back debts is a matter of course, otherwise we will go to court and let the Lord of Hell judge justice." "Wait a minute, you don't want to. Fight again, let me collect the debt first, yes, you are a drowned ghost, you bastard, you won't pay for food! Pay back the money!" I don't know what the headache is for those Taoist priests, it's just a few evil ghosts, I only know that there are many ghosts who owe me money and won't pay back. It's really fun to be the creditor of those evil spirits.

Anti-trafficking, anti-domestic violence, anti-silent groups

Ever since Li Mufeng was turned into a living dead and forced to take over the Law Enforcement Hall, the entire circle has become his performance record. This is the style of law enforcement, and something doesn't seem right. The moment the Eight Immortals Blue Butterfly possessed him, he raised his orchid finger and shouted: "Damn it! Let me come here, why don't you even put on makeup? Can you go out without makeup? Oh, little thing, it's very chic. Where is my sister's magnifying glass?" The onlookers burst into laughter on the spot. Nezha was summoned to possess him, but the remnant soul of Shen Gongbao snatched the wheat: "The prejudice in people's hearts is a big mountain!" Li Mufeng cried while beating with his head and six arms: "Brother Bao, stop reading the lines! Nezha's Samadhi is really going to burn my crotch!"

My grandfather is a paper maker, but he never let me learn this craft until I secretly learned it, and strange things happened frequently! As a last resort, my grandfather asked the master to come out, but everything that happened later changed my life completely...

Wandering into the mist and traveling through the barbaric era, surrounded by strange monsters and witches, he fell in love with several beauties. In this environment where wild beasts abound, what is more terrifying than the beasts is the human heart.

In order to investigate the truth behind my mother's tragic death, I determined to become a forensic doctor, but I was told by my distant uncle who returned home in fine clothes that the murderer might not be human. I told my uncle, I will take revenge on him whether he is a human or a ghost! The uncle said yes, then follow him and become a grave mover.

: My name is Li Long, and I work part-time in a shopping mall where people are dying. On my first day at work, I heard someone crying in the shopping mall. Every night, I would encounter supernatural events, and even saw a security guard who had died long ago. Until one day, I saw a person who looked exactly like me...

Bai Fumei who disappeared mysteriously, the philanthropist who deliberately concealed the truth, the assistant who behaved strangely, and the strange manor, what kind of secrets are hidden?

Because of an unintentional act when he was young and frivolous, Shen Yi indirectly killed someone, so he decided to give up his artistic career and become a portraitist to fight crime. In partnership with criminal policeman Du Cheng, an important unresolved case was solved, and the two gradually got closer to the truth in the process of eliminating the estrangement. Shen Yi uses his paintbrush to turn into a sharp blade that cuts through the darkness. In the process of bringing salvation to others, Shen Yi is also reaping his own salvation.

The grandmother turns into a zombie and seeks her life, and is haunted by the curse of the Nanyang head-dropping technique. A boy from a fishing village, driven by fate, leaves his hometown, slays the ghosts of zombies, gets acquainted with monsters, explores thousand-year-old tombs, travels around the world, and becomes an adventure story of an Onmyoji. Jin Kexie, water nourishes the soul, and is burdened with the fate of being cursed by the head-dropping technique. Let's see how he breaks the situation.

I was just a poor person who had lost both my parents and couldn't go to college after graduating from high school, so I went out to find a job. I never thought that just looking for a job would kill me!

Six hundred years ago, a group of people came to Linxu Mountain to open up wasteland and build a village, creating a paradise. Six hundred years later, a strange experience of the young boy Shi Guang revealed a shocking secret that has been guarded for dozens of generations.

I, Lin Wanli, a gifted dream builder, took over the sky-high price commission from the richest woman in N City in order to cure my childhood illness, Jiang Nian. As the commission progressed, I discovered that it was not that simple. Killings in dreams, conspiracies in reality, and perverted murderers in N City. When everything is connected, when reality and dreams are intertwined, we are already in it, and we have nowhere to escape! ! !

"The truth is right in front of you, but you can't see it." The mysterious and clueless cases represent the disorder of human nature in his eyes. Only finding the truth is the only way to salvation.

Do you believe there is a kind of person in this world who can contaminate bad luck? People who are close to him or her will be plagued by bad luck or even die. We call such people "bad luck contagious people". However, is this misfortune a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? The partners of Tingfan Studio are extracting clues from each bizarre murder case to find the source of this "bad luck". What is the truth behind Deen's father's mysterious suicide? Where did Xu Jun's "curse of bad luck" come from? Why is the murderer always one step ahead? Who is secretly controlling this invisible chess game? Only those who have the courage to play against misfortune are qualified to know the answer. But things are far from being as simple as imagined. As the serial murder cases at the Wuchuan Conservatory of Music were solved, everyone discovered that these bad lucks seemed to have a source. The organization behind the murderers gradually began to emerge. It turned out that the greatest danger had been lurking around them. When the book of truth comes to you, do you really have the courage to open it...

I have just stepped out of campus, and like every young person, I am young, immature, and full of hope for the future. However, with the arrival of his half-brother, an incident from 20 years ago kicked off his life. Famous people were brutally murdered, and the clues all pointed to him. The family is being persecuted, the brother is impulsive, and the loved ones are far away from each other. The truth gradually emerges. After all kinds of obstacles and hardships, he never gave up and bravely started his new life!