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Air forces from various countries gathered over the city. When they learned that Chen Si was dead, they dispersed in a hurry. The reason why the leaders of these countries did business with Chen Si was because they wanted Chen Si to consider their appearance when developing the Beauty God. Now that Chen Si is dead and the Beauty God has been lost, everyone no longer has to worry about waking up with pimples or birthmarks on their faces. Chen Si is dead, but the beauty of the world is still changing, but not so fast. People don't know whether the "god of beauty" has expired, or whether some people will become beautiful and some will become ugly. As the stars change and the seasons change, people don't know what happened to beauty in the changes. Maybe humans were ugly thousands of years ago, maybe human aesthetics was wrong, but there is no second Chen Si to correct it.

Lao Bing died. No one thought that Lao Bing would die, let alone that Lao Bing died by hanging himself on a clothes drying rack. There was no suicide note. There is an empty wine bottle on the windowsill, white transparent glass, 540 ml capacity, complete trademark, and four words written on the front: Grade B Daqu. This kind of Panda Brand B-grade Daqu produced by the Chinese brewery Shanghai was discontinued as early as the 1990s. It is impossible to verify the year when Lao Bing kept this bottle of wine until now. What is certain is that Lao Bing drank a lot before his death. Lao Bing opened a "Lao Bing Cigarette Store", which is a scene in Lilac Alley. Lao Bing has always been shown sitting on a yellowed wicker chair and smoking with a smile. Lao Bing is neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short. He is about 170 centimeters straight when stretched out, but he is used to shaping himself into a stooped waiter, which makes him look like a prawn hunched over pretending to be humble.

Xiaoan: Born in the 1970s, now lives in Yangquan, Shanxi. She started writing novels in 2002, and some of her short and medium stories were selected by "Selected Novels" and "Selected Short Stories". Last year, the sixth issue of this magazine published her novellas "Xia Liying" and "You Are You, I Am Me". In the afternoon, Ren Xuena had nothing to do, so she went to the reading room to borrow a stack of evening newspapers, spread them out one by one on her desk, and started reading them. She saw a report about a homicide: an out-of-town woman who came to the city on a business trip was killed while walking near the hotel after dinner. There was also a photo of the victim attached to the newspaper. She was a handsome young woman wearing glasses.

I am a writer. Wait, are you confused? Let me put it more clearly. Today I saw these four women were all uneven - forgive me for using this word to describe them. If you are lucky enough to see them with your own eyes, you will understand what I mean. They were all tall, short, fat and thin, as if they were walking together to interpret this adjective. Uneven is a perfect fit. When I walked into the café, I was a waiter. And except for those eight or nine hours a day, I am a writer. Do you understand what I mean now? Everyone has a different identity and role. This society is a society of masks. People always think that if they change various masks, others will not recognize their original appearance. In my long life, I have been a writer first, and then others in various masks.

It was the legend that brought us here, the Black Forest. Every step forward meant adventure, but curiosity made us take at least ten steps. We are lost. There are tall trees everywhere, and the road in the black forest is made up of stones and grass, flying fallen leaves, low hanging branches and wind. It is made up of all kinds of mysteries, so we decent explorers got lost. It started to rain mushrooms. The falling raindrops suddenly stopped in mid-air. They rotated in the sun, stuck the light to themselves and then fell to the ground. Therefore, the raindrops that fall after a pause are as dazzling as the tiny flames falling and shattering. We opened our umbrellas. To explore the Black Forest, each of us prepared umbrellas and other things.

One day in early October of the lunar calendar in the 34th year of the Republic of China, there was a sleet, which was sticky and non-stop from morning to evening. Even the blue sky and white sun flag hanging in Baoding City was sickly and lifeless. After leaving the police station, Sha Yu, dressed in casual clothes, stopped a foreign car and got into it, saying, "Go to Mirror Garden." Mirror Garden is located on Dongguan Street and is the private residence of the Ge family. The three-ring moon-style courtyard - the front yard, the backyard and the west side courtyard are closely linked, which is both elegant and grand. The ancestors of the Ge family rose to the rank of governor. During the reign of Emperor Guangxu, the officialdom was frustrated and he got involved in shopping malls. When it came to Ge Xianguang's father's generation, the family gradually declined. Factions in the family ended up going their separate ways. When Ge Xianguang returned from France, only this property remained.

A few hours ago, I was still in the warm campus, freely reciting poems, reading articles, and tutoring students. But at this moment, he turned out to be a hunted murderer. I ran and fled, just like a chased hare... The sugarcane leaves were like sharp blades, scratching my cheeks, but I didn't care; the stones were like sharp awls, poking the soles of my feet, and I didn't dare to cry out. I could no longer distinguish things and was out of breath. I was dragged by the cook Xu Dagui through the sugar cane forest and running on the river beach... As I ran, I suddenly heard the sound of running water. I ran a few steps and saw, Oh my God! This is the Dadu River that once submerged Yiwang Shi Dakai and his hundreds of thousands of Taiping troops!

Yang Ming, Han nationality, was born in 1967. He has been engaged in literary creation for many years. He has published more than one million words of novels and prose in many magazines and newspapers such as "Youth Literature", "Yalu River", "Essays", "Mang Zhong", "Modern and Ancient Legends", and "Novel Forest". The TV series "Village Police" co-written by others has been broadcast on many TV stations and won the Golden Shield Film and Television Literary Creation Award of the Ministry of Public Security. Currently working for Shenyang Passenger Transport Section of Shenyang Railway Bureau. An old man was running on the village road. He was running in such a panic that he didn't even notice that his crotch was leaking. He had already seen the gate of Lalatun Police Station in the distance. Lao Guo gritted his teeth and started sprinting. Lao Guo was dispatching police in the village. The director, Chang Ping, was so anxious to send someone to call him back. Needless to say, there must be some clues about wages and subsidies.

At that time, there were three large households in the south of Xiangmu Town, and the three landowners were all famous figures in Xiangmu Town. One is Fan Yuxi, who seems honest but very calculating. He is the most popular landowner in the south of Xiangmu Town, with more than a thousand acres of land. His house is not small, with thirty-six houses, two front and back yards, and eighteen houses in the front yard, fourteen of which are for long-term workers. The roots of trees from Dongshan Mountain are always burning in the stove pits of these fourteen long-term workers' houses, and the heat is so hot that it burns the skin of the flesh. The long-term workers live in this house, sleep warmly and thoroughly, and can relieve their fatigue no matter how much work they do. There are four other garages, and there are six large carts in the Fan family courtyard. Although these carts are used for hauling grain, the decoration of the carts is very eye-catching. The awnings are made of foreign canvas, so no matter how heavy the rain, you cannot get inside. The canvas awning is also embroidered with the word "Fan" on the front.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Kuomintang agents used the opportunity of our central leaders' overseas visits to plot and carry out assassinations quite rampantly. The "Kashmir Princess" incident in 1955 was aimed at Premier Zhou Enlai. Although their evil purpose failed to succeed, they killed many of Premier Zhou's entourage. From 1955 to 1963, there were a total of 17 cases of Taiwan special forces plotting to assassinate our leaders that were uncovered by our public security organs. Although these criminal plots failed to succeed in the end, they were determined to create a larger-scale assassination with more secretive actions and worse means. On May 1, 1963, Liu Shaoqi, President of the People's Republic of China, led a Chinese delegation to visit Cambodia and received a grand welcome. Flowers were displayed, colorful flags were flying, and slogans of warm welcome became louder and louder.

Everything that happened later was related to my Rolex watch. In fact, I had never seen a "Rolex" before. Even if I knew there were such valuable watches in the world, I heard about it from my cousin before going abroad. My cousin said that the stuff was good, but it was too expensive and hot. It would be cheaper to buy it from abroad. My cousin is the director of the Municipal Anti-Corruption Bureau, and he never strays from his profession. He said don't join in the fun, but pay attention to the impact. I said it's not reimbursement at public expense, why not spend my own money? Could it be that he is also suspected of having a huge amount of property with unknown origin? I am a person with strong vanity and strong curiosity. I said Director Hua, when will I take this man shopping? Get a "Rolex" to wear! When Director Hua praised me, he pointed me out to everyone in a very pretentious manner, saying that this gentleman is not ordinary, unlike some Chinese people who only know "Viagra" or "Weimei".

A girl of eighteen or nineteen has traveled thousands of miles away from home. It was like having a bizarre dream. When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange and magical world in the northwest. Mountains I have never seen before, deserts I have never seen before. The snowy peaks of the Tianshan Mountains that stretch thousands of miles are empty of white waves, and the boundless Gobi Desert is deserted. The world is so big! For a girl who had never traveled far, when she first arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, she couldn't tell how surprised she was, and she couldn't help but feel a layer of inexplicable fear. Wei Cuifang, a girl from Shandong, came to the far northwest alone. After passing the Tianshan Mountains and traveling thousands of miles to the Gobi Desert, the girl from afar fell like a piece of feathers by a strange little river deep in the desert. Perhaps it is the smallest river in the world.

Su Yiren, a young woman and general manager of the A&S Hotel in San Francisco, is now lying in a hospital in central China. With his lower body exposed, doctors and nurses scolded the soul impatiently. The heart-rending shouts that came from the operating room next door from time to time shook my heart. The large dilator ruthlessly expanded the vagina that had never given birth. She did not know how to tell the doctor, and she had no one to turn to for advice. She even felt that she had no reason to scream like the woman next door who had the same surgery. She could only bite the handkerchief tightly, letting the tears roll, and letting the pain cut every inch of her nerves like a dull knife pulling flesh. The scissors go in and cut the umbilical cord that connects the fetus to the mother. The suction device started, and blood and flesh were sucked out of the body bit by bit.

But it is said that during the Spring and Autumn Period, King Wu wanted to dominate Jinyuan, so he actively recruited talents and stationed troops to prepare for war. On this day, he led the crowd to Taihu Lake, sat high on the boat, and watched the naval formations commanded by Sun Wu. Amid the sound of gongs and drums, three hundred warships were changing formations. Suddenly, a willow-leaf canoe rushed out from the crowd of fishing boats, like an arrow from the string, and ran straight towards the closed building boat, as if entering an uninhabited land. Min Chang was stunned by this unexpected incident. All the civil and military ministers looked panicked, and all the warriors raised their spears. The eunuch's daughter, Yu'er, suddenly flashed her big black eyes and looked at the strong and alert young man on the boat with interest.

In the spring of 1942, Burma fell and the fragile "Hump" air supply line suffered repeated heavy losses. The Nationalist Government worked urgently and after many setbacks opened a post transportation line from South Asia to Xinjiang, successfully transporting aid supplies to China to Chongqing. In the winter of 1943, Chen Zhenxuan, the representative of the General Administration of Highways in India who was responsible for material allocation and transportation, returned to Chongqing. On his way back to India, he decided to take a detour to Hohhot via Peiping. Soon after the new transportation line was opened, the Japanese were alarmed. Intelligence showed that the investigation office of the Japanese Consulate in Zhangjiakou was looking for spies to sneak into Xinjiang to spy on intelligence and sabotage the new northwest transportation line. Dai Li ordered Shi Hong, the commander of the Suiyuan Station of the Military Command, to safely escort Chen Zhenxuan from Peking to Hohhot.

In the twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China, the land of China was suffering from the ravages of war and chaos: years of warlord warfare had brought heavy disasters to the people, and the iron hooves of Little Japan trampled on large swaths of land in the north, making it difficult for the people to live, and the security of most areas was in chaos. One evening at the turn of summer and autumn this year, two mysterious guests, an old man and a young man, stayed in a small inn in the countryside north of Wugang County.

Forty-three years of Qianlong's reign. The continuous autumn rain has been falling all day and night. In the morning, the raindrops gradually became lighter, but became denser, turning into rain and fog all over the sky. The morning light is gradually rising and the sky is slightly dim, but the city of Beijing is still covered in the autumn rain. There were very few pedestrians on the streets inside Fuchengmen, and only patrolling soldiers could be seen cruising back and forth with lanterns. A group of people came from the direction of Baita Temple. They were more than ten police officers escorting a prison car towards Fuchengmen. In the cage on the car was a prisoner in his thirties, thin and dry, wearing a tattered prison uniform, huddled in a corner of the cage, motionless. When the autumn wind picked up, his tattered clothes fluttered in the wind, revealing scars all over his body, showing that he had obviously been severely tortured.

There is a monument in Boston, USA, with an inscription written by German Protestant pastor Martin Niemola: "When they (German fascists) killed the Communists, I didn't say anything because I was not a Communist; then they killed the Jews, and I didn't say anything because I was not a Jew; then they killed the Catholics, and I didn't say anything. Still kept silent because I was not a Catholic; in the end, when they started to deal with me, no one spoke for me..." It shocked every reader's heart and highlighted the weakness of human nature - protecting oneself in a selfish way and forgetting that man is a group animal that relies on tribes or societies to survive and develop. If human ancestors had evolved to the selfish level of modern times, they would have been eaten up by wild beasts long ago.

In the past two years, CCTV Channel 10 has been broadcasting public service announcements for nearly a year to attract our attention: a middle-aged fisherman with a round face said to the camera: "Life is priceless. I can save so many people at sea and feel very happy." The subtitles read: "Guo Wenbiao, a fisherman in Xiaoshatou Village, Shitang Town, Wenling City, Zhejiang Province. Guo Wenbiao has been guarding Zhejiang for thirty years. In the waters around Wenling in the southeast, he has saved more than 500 lives in rough waves, regardless of reward, gain or loss, or personal safety." In Wenling, fishermen used to call him "Brother Biao" and ask "Brother Biao" for help. In that sea area, the bosses of ships passing by called him "Water Ghost", or added the word "Peace" in front of "Water Ghost", which means "Peaceful Water Ghost". No matter who encounters trouble at sea, he is the first person who thinks of him, and his mobile phone number becomes Sea 110.

Liu Dong and Ma Gang both love Li Li. But Li Li only loves Ma Gang, because Ma Gang's father is the deputy political commissar of the military region, and Liu Dong's hometown is in the countryside. Li Li was originally going to marry Ma Gang, but because Li Li was raped by three men in front of Ma Gang, Ma Gang refused to marry Li Li. In desperation, Li Li had to marry Liu Dong. However, Liu Dong was not happy, and Li Li did not feel happy either. Although Li Li has now become a successful person in her career, and her style and charm remain the same, will the scar deep in her emotions disappear with the passage of time? The year Li Li returned to No. 423 Hospital, she was only in her early twenties. No. 423 Hospital is the code name of the military hospital. In a small seaside town, the nearby garrison troops who had serious illnesses or minor injuries all came to this hospital for treatment.

In fact, Yu Wei felt a little nervous when she walked into Lin Sen and Xiao Nan's room for the first time. The newly bought high-heeled shoes did not follow her feet well. When she went upstairs, she had to put more effort on the soles of her front feet with every step she took, which made Yu Wei's usually upright and neat figure look a little hesitant. The stairs were narrow and long, and each floor had to be turned twice. Yuwei was already dizzy. She paused in the middle to catch her breath and collect herself. Looking down from the narrow gap between the handrails, there is no one in the corridor. All that can be seen is a little bit of gray and black stairs on the edge of the handrails on each floor. There is no trace of the sleek lines and deep beauty of the spiral staircases in European-style buildings. Yuwei shut down her imagination and continued to move forward. The windows in the corridor were open, and the wind was blowing Yuwei's white windbreaker. Yuwei was like a big white bird wandering alone in the dark tunnel.

The editor-in-chief said, cherish it, Zhan Zhou is almost 90 years old, and I may be the last media person to see her. Is this motivation or comfort? It doesn't make any sense. I guess even the editor-in-chief himself didn't know why he was interviewing her. He just looked through the archives somewhere and saw the three most mysterious cases of the Republic of China. He found that in these three cases, there were about a hundred people involved, and it seemed that Zhan Zhou was the only one who was still alive. Staring at the photocopies from the Republic of China period, she suddenly thought, it would be interesting if I were sent over this weekend to take a photo of her in her 90s, in color digital form, and paste it next to the black and white photo of her when she was 30 years old. But this was boring to me. It was a 600-kilometer round trip from Shanghai to Dafeng Farm, and the editor-in-chief only approved my funding of 500 yuan. Moreover, there was no train connection between the two places. A bus departed from People's Square in the morning and didn't arrive until the afternoon, and I had to turn back from there in the evening.

Mancheng is a small city in the southwest border. However, this small city has been experiencing a series of murders recently, so much so that at 6:30 every night, the Mancheng news starts, and the people of Mancheng can guess what the female host will say from her red lips. Sure enough, tonight, between the red lips and white teeth of the female host, the beautiful sentences uttered once again caught people's nerves: "This morning, another corpse was found on Canglong Mountain in the south of the city near the border. The deceased was a fat man, killed with a single bullet. A small amount of drugs was found on the deceased. Currently, the police are conducting further in-depth investigations into this case." Another fatal shot, this is already the third one.

The girl poisoned her mother to death because of love, destroyed herself and her family, and her ethics and life were no match for worldly desires. If she could live her life over again, would she be able to find a way out? Thirty years ago, seventeen-year-old Huaizhu added a spoonful of rat poison to her mother's soup and poisoned her mother to death because her mother strongly opposed her falling in love with Xu Pingjun, a second-rate man from the city. Huaizhu was sentenced to death. On the day of execution, a broken truck drove her through the south of the city to Mazhao Ridge. Neighbors who had watched her grow up stood on the roadside in the south of the city and watched. They saw Huaizhu's immature body tied up like a rice dumpling with hemp ropes, crying all the way, her little face turned pale. When the truck passed by her house, she twisted her neck and shouted sadly, "Grandma, please help me! Grandma, please help me!" Several elderly grandmothers softened their hearts first and lamented that Huai Zhu was still a naive child and did not know what death was like. Now they thought of their grandmother and saved her life.

Three snow spring ditches merge into a small river rushing down. There is an inconspicuous stone tablet standing by the river. There are yak skulls piled below, which is the source of the Yellow River in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, known as the "Third Pole of the Earth". At the source of the world-famous Yellow River, there is a world-famous base - the Ministry of Public Security of the People's Republic of China invested a ton of gold here to build a police dog base. In 1966, China fell into a red storm. The local rebels led by Li Hongzhong, the rebel captain sent by the 8.18 Corps, stationed at the police dog base. The police dogs killed many and fled, leaving only one nursing female dog in the entire base. However, due to lack of feed, the female dog's udders shriveled up and the five puppies barked wildly from hunger.

Provincial Public Security Director Luo Changzheng had just gotten up that day when he received a call to his home. The other party told him: At 11 o'clock last night, Minjiang City Public Security Director Huang He was arrested for shooting and killing Li Lian, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade! After Director Luo heard about it, he didn't say anything for four seconds. When he came back to his senses and asked the other party what was going on, the other party hung up the phone. He hurriedly took the landline phone and looked at the caller ID on it. He found that the area code was Minjiang City, but the phone number was unfamiliar. He immediately used his mobile phone to call Director Wang Zhihua of the Technical Supervision Division of the Public Security Department and asked him to verify the phone number immediately. Then he called the mobile phone of Minjiang City Public Security Director Huang He, but was told that the head of the household had turned off his phone. Director Luo called the duty phone number of the Minjiang City Public Security Bureau, but no one answered the call.

There are two cases in total. Both cases caught up with the village chief. A case of theft, referred to as a theft case. A murder case is called a murder case without the abbreviation. The murder occurred in winter, very close to now. Early in the morning, the village chief saw the female body at the end of the village. The female body was lying on the snow. She was wearing nothing and was completely naked. Not even a scratch. Not even a bit of shame cloth. Most froze to death. Now that the farmers know how to protect the scene, no one wants to look at the face of the female corpse, so it will be difficult to confirm who she is. However, the most eye-catching thing is the naked body of the female corpse. Among the crowd of onlookers, from time to time, someone could not control his mouth and exclaimed, "Fuck!" I've never seen such a good one... Fuck! The theft occurred a little further back. But very bizarre.

It is said that at the southern end of Xiafei Road in the French Concession in Shanghai, there is an east-west road that provides peace and quiet in the bustle. It was named "Lado Road" by the French. There is a unique noodle shop at the east end of the road. What does "different" mean? Just because the shopkeeper of the noodle shop actually ignored the heaven and earth and hung up an eye-catching sign with yellow characters on a black background, saying: "The best noodles in the world." Such brazen talk made every guest in the past want to learn from him. When everyone tasted the various noodle dishes in the store, they realized that it really lived up to its reputation. At that moment, someone wanted to ask the waiter about the origin of this "best noodle in the world". Who knew he didn't ask, but when he asked, all the noodlers were speechless.

On this day, the temperature dropped like a cliff. I closed my eyes and assumed that Guo Yan really jumped from the top of the mountain and landed with a "bang". I subconsciously touched my body, and my scalp felt numb. Mao Lun took out a cigarette from my Zhongnanhai cigarette and said that Guo Yan had just disappeared temporarily. Maybe he forgot to take the bag left on the top of the mountain, and the pair of high heels, maybe he forgot to wear them. You know, she's not in her element sometimes. Mao Lun said and pointed to his head. Anyway, her... Body was not found at the foot of the mountain, right? Don't you still trust the police? Why can't I trust the police? My colleague who went to the police station told me that Guo Yan was indeed nowhere to be found. I have to accept this reality. At this time, the weather is really difficult. I retreated from the balcony into the back room and smoked.

In the Changzhou area, suona is played at all times: for weddings, when a child is over one month old, when an old man is celebrating his birthday, or when a family member dies, the suona is played, especially the "first tune". "The first song" was composed by Nian Yongxiang, and it has been played by Nian Yongxiang for many years. That year, Lin Si came. Lin Si also plays suona, and many people ask Lin Si to play the "first song". Lin Si boasted about everything. When a prostitute died, he came to brag about it; when a bandit died, he came to brag about it. Moreover, he even went to the Japanese headquarters to brag about traitors. On Xiejie Street in Changzhou County, there is an old shop selling shrouds and wreaths. The shop is made of green bricks and red tiles, tall and grand, with a huge signboard hanging under the thick eaves. The signboard is very elaborate, with yellow borders, green space, and horizontal and vertical fonts, showing strength and strength. One look and you can tell that this is a business owner doing big business.

In 1943, the Anti-Japanese War entered its sixth year. In the winter of this year, the Japanese army concentrated more than 200,000 troops to encircle Changde, an important town in northern Hunan. Changde is known as a granary, cotton field, tea town, and fish pond. It "encloses the dangers of Dongting on the left and controls the key points of the Five Streams on the right." It flows from the Yuanjiang River to the Dongting. It can reach the Yangtze River by water, and can reach Wuhan, Nanjing, Shanghai and the East China Sea down the river. To the west, it is an important land passage into Sichuan and Guizhou. Its geographical location is very important and has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. During the Anti-Japanese War, Nanjing and Wuhan fell one after another, and the Nationalist Government moved to Chongqing as its capital. Changde is not only the gateway and political, economic and cultural center of northwestern Hunan, but also a transportation hub and material distribution center. More importantly, it is an important barrier to protect the accompanying capital Chongqing.

Pirate, every voyager gets chills when he mentions his name. Beginning in the 15th century, so-called pirates were adventurous navigators. It has opened up new areas for mankind to go to the ocean. By the 18th century, for the first time in Western movies, pirates were depicted robbing homes and plundering the palace's ill-gotten gains, becoming heroic heroes who eliminated harm for the people. Unexpectedly, in real life in the future, pirates would actually bring real disasters to mankind. Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, pirates have been rampant in our country; by the Republic of China, the scale has almost reached the level of Western pirates. They roamed the sea, robbed passing passenger ships and fishing boats, and robbed money and goods. They once brought fear and disaster to China's waters. In the late Qing Dynasty and the early years of the Republic of China, Shuiyong militia groups were established in all coastal provinces to deal with harassment by pirates.

That day, Chen Yu got up very early and took a taxi to catch the flight to Hawaii. Beaches, palm trees, fine wine and the blue sea made Chen Yu full of expectations for this vacation, but the morning news on the radio reported an explosive news: late last night, a theft occurred at the Anzhou Museum, and the treasure of the museum, "Anzhou Evening Fishing Picture", known as a "ghost painting", was stolen. At present, the police have set up a task force, and the task force office is set up in the museum... Upon hearing this, the driver shook his hand, the car shook violently, and almost hit a motorcycle rider on the roadside. "Oh my god, that's a ghost painting. I heard that holding that painting will kill you. Who would be so desperate to seek death?" The driver exclaimed.

As the Kaidu River goes north, it disappears into a deserted beach. There are reeds in the deserted beach, but not many of them are standing upright. They are all moving around along the ground, like snakes without spines. There are reeds that stand up one by one and are not high, chest-high and thin. There is a layer of gray frost-like velvet on the leaves and stems. The deserted beach is not entirely filled with reeds; large areas of depressions are also filled with wild water chestnuts. Forty years ago, there was a flood in the upper reaches of the Kaidu River. Thousands of people came to the beach to dig wild water chestnuts to eat. I don't know how many people got stuck in the beach and did not come out. Two hundred years ago, Bosten Lake went north and never came back, leaving behind a tidal flat that is now the barren beach. The history of the formation of the deserted beach is not long ago, but the stories that emerged from the deserted beach could not be finished in a few days or nights.

Snowy night. In the early 20th century, Harbin was a city of exiles and a paradise for adventurers. You rarely see Chinese-style buildings in this city. Regardless of whether you take overhead shots or follow up on the ground, 70% or even 80% of what you see are foreign buildings. In addition, at least 2/3 of the people walking on the street are foreigners of all kinds. Moreover, all the shops, various offices, and even the street signs on both sides of the street are in Russian. In a trance, you will feel that this is a city of foreigners - this is the basic form of Harbin at the beginning of the last century. Of course, it seems smaller and simpler. But importantly, it is an important station on the China-Eastern Railway.

When Tang Dahe put his fingerprints on his more than fifty pages of confession, Wan Liang took out the engraved hairpin from his pocket and said to Tang Dahe, I have another hairpin here. Do you recognize it? Tang Dahe took the hairpin and looked at it, but didn't see anything. Wan Liang pointed to the place where the words were engraved and said, "Lean a little and look at the light." Tang Dahe's face suddenly turned pale. He understood that he had been ruined by the hairpin he bought. When his nightclub first opened, in order to build up its image, he went to a card-issuing factory and had someone design this kind of card-issuing factory. Unexpectedly, he was eventually ruined by the card he bought.

Kangnian Village is an inconspicuous small village on the Great Plains, in a remote area with no resources. It is neither close to the sea nor coal mines. If you dig a few feet upward, you will find nothing in the sky. If you dig a few feet underground, you will find nothing but mud and not even a single stone. To build a house, the villagers have to go to the mountainous area three to four hundred miles away to get a few square stones as foundation stones. There are no mountains or water on the plain. The scenery is not beautiful, and there are no historical sites. If there is scenery, there are only a few sparse willow trees scattered in and outside the village. They look a bit dark green in spring and summer. Occasionally, a few birds fly over, rest on them, chirp for a while, as if they are discussing the barrenness of this place, and then fly away like arrows. The so-called plain is just a piece of white-flowered saline-alkali soil. Such soil cannot even grow crops, so the village has been poor for many years.

In August of the fourth year of Chang'an (AD 704), Wu Zetian's illness worsened. At this time, a major question was placed in front of her: that is, who should be the successor to the Wuzhou Empire, the crown prince Li Xian or the nephew Wu Sansi? The heirs are fighting each other, and the ministers are in different camps, from the inner court to the outer court, from the central to the local areas, and even to the countryside... The weather is windy and rainy, and the dark clouds in the sky are like pressing into people's hearts. At this time, Long Canghai's mood was as gloomy as the rainy weather.

At around 10 a. M. On March 7, 1947, a convoy of six cars drove to the Third Detention Center of the Nanjing Police Department, the capital of the Nationalist Government. Several senior police officers walked out of the guard room, led by a short, fat man in his fifties with a sallow complexion. This man was Li Weicheng, deputy director of the Capital Police Department. Following him were the two chiefs of the pre-trial department of the Metropolitan Police Department and the chief of the detention center. What these senior police officers greeted were the six responsible members of the "Tianliang Charity Relief Association", a non-governmental charity organization founded by Chiang Kai-shek's wife Soong Meiling in Nanjing at that time. These six are all women, and their husbands are senior party, government, and military officials of the Kuomintang.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, a beggar died at the end of Hanlin Village. At first, people just talked about it. A beggar died under the stone arch bridge at the end of the village. Lao Guo stood on the window sill of the back door of the post office and told Osmanthus about this matter. Guihua felt unsure after hearing this. I don't know who that beggar is. Could it be Cheng Liuer? Osmanthus stood there and saw that the hard light of winter had been dragged far away, and the sunflowers hung softly on the cement floor. Several dogs lay in the shadow of the light, enjoying the joy brought back from afar by people who went out to work. Guihua's two children also just returned from college. They heard Lao Guo telling Guihua about the village end, so they followed their mother. When she saw the corpse, Guihua's feet were soft: her face could not be distinguished clearly and was covered with blood clots; her hair was messy and her clothes were even more torn.

Zhang Hengwu stepped on the accelerator, and the old Santana car made a piercing scream and swayed onto Baobuli Butun Village Road. The village road was smooth and straight, and there was not a single pedestrian in sight. Zhang Hengwu continued to accelerate. Lao Wang, who was sitting in the back seat, felt that the car was fluttering. He said to Zhang Hengwu, Captain Zhang, please slow down and don't break this old car into pieces. There was not a single person in the village when they were arrested just now. It was okay. Zhang Hengwu said, don't worry about anything, let's hurry up, there is a suspect in the car. As he spoke, he looked at the rearview mirror. There was indeed no movement behind him. Baobulibutun, which was thrown farther and farther away, looked like a huge yurt, standing quietly at the foot of Xiaota Mountain. It was dusk at this moment, and a red sun hung over Xiaota Mountain, reflecting a soft light against the rocks and snow. Zhang Hengwu praised the beauty in his heart, and couldn't help but loosen the accelerator under his feet. Seeing that there is a national highway ahead, we get on the national highway and walk south for another hour to reach home.

The "5·13" incident has passed, and time passes very slowly for me, as if it has stopped. I was immersed in a very bad mood and couldn't extricate myself. May has passed, June has passed, July, August, September and October have passed, but I still continue to have nightmares about the scene I saw that early in the morning. To be precise, the murder occurred at night, the night of May 13th. That night, our No. 1 Middle School Class 1 (3) was doing evening self-study with Teacher Wu tutoring us in mathematics. After the self-study, the day students picked up their schoolbags and went home, and I was among them. After I got home, I hid in my room and read a book unintentionally. I was lost in thought in front of the desk lamp for a while. I opened my diary and wanted to write something. I was confused and drew a few random strokes. Feeling tired, I climbed into bed and fell asleep.

The scene before me was shocking. A man in pajamas lay on the bedroom floor, stabbed multiple times. The preliminary results of the on-site investigation are that the victim's name was He Zhengqiu, and he was killed in his bedroom around 11 p. M. Beside the deceased was a thin purple women's sweater, which was almost soaked with blood and had wiping marks on it. 12 Hairs were also extracted indoors. Apart from this, nothing else of value was extracted. Early the next morning, Xu Ying, a criminal police officer from the Hongshan District Branch of Heyang City, came to the office. Sitting on the chair, her mind was a little confused, and the scene last night appeared clearly in front of her eyes. He Zhengqiu was killed around 11 pm. According to the results of the on-site inspection, the door locks of his house were not damaged and the windows were properly closed.

Chongqing is the last home base of military rule. The protagonist of the novel, Ma Qitao, went through life and death in the army. After lurking and returning to the mainland, he accidentally met the young man Yin Shaoxiong one night. From then on, the young Yin Shaoxiong's dream of flying over the roof and walking on the wall came true with the stranger Ma Qitao. However, Ma Qitao's goal is not here. After returning to the mainland from Taiwan, the woman he is looking for is Mimosa, a former female military agent. The two finally met and hugged each other tightly one night. Soon, the "Cultural Revolution" occurred in the mainland, and the two separated again and fought on their own. At the same time, another military figure, Dong Yang, also appeared on the scene. Not only did his return to the mainland not play a role in hunting down Ma Qitao, on the contrary, the two even worked together to develop together. Taiwan's desire to obtain the so-called AK47 information became a joke when Dong Yang and others were lurking. The novel begins with a reference to a martial arts hero from an ancient arena to draw lessons from today's people, and from here the strange and strange chapter of the novel begins.

I am a criminal, running away in the green mountains and forests. I don't know when I will be caught by the police, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next second. At this moment, I just walked through a forest and came to a path. The path is like the wrinkles of a mountain, winding and embedded in the withered yellow weeds, making it impossible to guess where it will turn. The setting sun pulled the last ray of light from my feet and fell into the mountain stream, leaving a huge silhouette behind. When the sky darkened completely, the silhouette disappeared. This world is dominated by darkness. Fortunately, there is light, although the light it shines here is very weak, but I can take advantage of this weak light, bend down, and move forward slowly like a wriggling earthworm. In the middle of winter, the wind is chilly and it's night again, so it's even colder in the mountains.

On November 24, the famous physicist Yasmin and her ten-year-old daughter Ruby, who was born deaf, set foot in the vast snowfields of Alaska. However, her husband Matthew, who was supposed to be greeted at the airport as expected, did not show up. A few hours later, Yasmin and Ruby began their lonely trek through the frozen wilderness. There is no human habitation here, not a blade of grass grows, even tears can turn to ice in an instant, and the long night will last for 54 days. They were looking for Ruby's father, a wildlife photographer who went deep into the wilderness. The police claimed that he had died in the fire, but Yasming knew that he was still alive and waiting for them. However, what they don't know is that they are not alone in the dark and boundless wasteland. There is a pair of eyes monitoring their every move, and danger follows them everywhere...

In order to pursue Alice, Paul made up a perfect life experience for himself. However, what he didn't know was that Alice knew him and knew everything about him. But not only did Alice fail to expose all this, she also fell into Paul's crazy pursuit. Paul decided to go to Greece for vacation with Alice. However, the originally sweet trip was interrupted by a murder. The girl who disappeared ten years ago reappeared in front of everyone, and all doubts once again pointed to Paul, who had lied a lot. How could he prove his innocence this time?

What do you do when you find out that everything you ever trusted was a lie? Vivian is a CIA analyst. She has a gentle and considerate husband, Matt, who has been with her for many years, and two lively and lovely children. She screened the spy identification system "Athena" step by step every day and reported photos of suspicious people to her superiors. This morning, she faced the screen, her mind went blank. The photo was none other than her husband, Matt.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, when water is splashed on the ground, it can freeze into a tongue of crystal-clear ice with a "swipe" sound. There are ice tongues like this in every yard. Stacked layer by layer, the height is half a foot. There are ice tongues like this in every yard. Stacked layer by layer, the height is half a foot. The visitors from Tower Town went to Baolin's house first. They asked about everything, even what time Paulin went to bed at night, how many times he touched his mother's head, and how many times he peed. Finally, he closed the book and walked out. The person in front of him from Tower Town accidentally slipped on the ice tongue and kicked his buttocks six or seven times. He didn't stop until he reached the entrance of the courtyard, making those who came with him laugh so hard that they lost their majesty and dignity.

The entire electrical and electronics industry is in a slump, and as one of its units, the small electronic components factory is no exception. Factory boss Xu was worried about this. Lao Xu was introduced to Taiwanese businessman Lin Zida. Lin Zida expressed his intention to form a joint venture. Lao Xu immediately expressed a warm welcome. In the intention stage of the joint venture, the two just had a close relationship and reached a consensus. Lin Zida decided to visit the city for an on-site inspection in order to make a final decision. The joint venture was full of distrust from the beginning. When Lin Zida arrived in the city, Lao Xu asked the director of the factory office to pick him up. The director of the factory office made a large sign out of horse manure paper, wrote the words "Lin Zida" vigorously on it, and held it up excitedly at the exit of the airport. Lin Zida saw it, but walked around quietly and took a taxi directly to the hotel.