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Horror, suspense, unlimited streaming Zhen Shuai always thought that the world behind the door was fake and was made up by nightmare missions. It wasn't until a wave of strange people appeared in his hospital that he realized that the world he was in was also a nightmare world.

On a rainy night, the porridge ordered by the female CEO spilled on her rival. The delivery boy looked up - it was her first love who had been missing for seven years. The whole company knew about the newly created position with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan, and the conditions were tailor-made only for him. "He's been to jail!" The director slapped the table. "That was the crime my father asked him to bear." She tore up the fake case file. The rider is disguised as a dark web financial master, and the takeaway box contains evidence to bring down a multi-billion dollar business empire. "This time," she put the wedding ring into the porridge box, "I want not only innocence, but also you."

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, the famous Peking opera actress Liu Xiying died in Shanghai. She was the one who was once praised by Du Yuesheng Huang Jinrong. What was the secret behind her death?

In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. When people are first born, they are all like plain silk, there is no difference at all. In this world, everyone's original intention is just to be a good person. It was the wind and frost on the road and the glimmer of light at the fork in the road that led people to different distances. In the game of chess that tests human nature, some people make mistakes without regrets and keep their true nature; some people accidentally fall into the whirlpool of desire. I took a different path and became a different person.

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After going to another province to perform meritorious service, he came back only to find that his father was murdered at home. The murderer left a lotus painted in blood at the scene. The case was taken over by the most famous loser in the police station. As a direct relative, I could not directly participate in solving the case, so I had to investigate secretly. After being discovered, I resigned and became a detective. While solving various bizarre cases, the snow lotus flower at the scene of my father's murder appeared again...

Introduction Lin Feng, who grew up in an orphanage and graduated from Southwest University of Political Science and Law, is now 30 years old and has just been promoted to captain of the city's criminal police team. Unexpectedly, in the investigation of a criminal case, the suspect turned out to be his biological mother. What choice will he make between family love and the law?

"Doctor, it seems that the game I made has become a reality." "Isn't this great? Nowadays, people are under so much work pressure, but you can get rid of it, play in the world, and live the life of your dreams." "But I am a ghost story game designer. I have conceived 126 murder cases and created dozens of murderers with different personalities. In order to find materials, I have also watched 95 thriller movies, more than 400 horror comics, and collected more than 2,000 urban ghost stories. Now, they all seem to have become true!" "Then... Do you think I look familiar?"

The story takes place in a modern city, a city full of neon lights and high-rise buildings, but there are many unknown secrets hidden behind them.

The food that living people eat is whole grains. The food eaten by the dead is a tribute in the mourning hall. Since ancient times, the boundary between life and death has been insurmountable, and neither can the food we eat. But I am an outlier. Because I am a living person who eats the food of the dead.

Financial tycoon Chen Huaishan died in a locked study in "Jinglu", a top community in Yungang City. The scene was like a carefully designed puzzle: a corpse holding a strange chess piece, red wine stains on famous paintings, disturbed mobile phone signals, and six elite guests who each had their own secrets. Detective Lu Mingshen, a psychology expert, stepped deeply into this perfect crime scene and found that every suspect - an estranged lover, a renegade partner, an indifferent stepdaughter, a debt-ridden housekeeper, a scandal-ridden lawyer - possesses the IQ and motivation required to carry out this murder, and has a mutually corroborating alibi. The murderer seemed to have not only predicted the direction of the investigation, but also left a provocative sense of ritual in the crime. This is a fair showdown of intelligence. In the seemingly impeccable time gap, Lu Mingshen must distinguish which clues are mistakes that the murderer cannot cover up and which are deliberately arranged bait; under the elegant social appearance, he must analyze the deep undercurrents that can drive sophisticated murders.

Criminal psychology professor Chen Yin was arrested for being involved in a perfect secret room murder case. He was the only person present at the time of the crime. The police had solid physical evidence, but he claimed he was a "victim of a copycat crime" - someone who perfectly replicated the theoretical killing method from his unpublished criminal psychology research eight years ago. The only hope of defense is to cooperate with Ye Xun, the criminal police captain who has been against him for seven years, to break the logical prison designed against him before the real murderer completes the "Seven Imitations".

Strange rocks fell from the sky, and the world became alienated. Plants come to life and chase people, and cultural relics have parties in museums in the middle of the night. And I was just an unemployed librarian who opened a detective agency to earn a living. Until I received a relic from my parents before they disappeared, a book with scary nursery rhymes. Turning to the first page, the book said: "Go to the Liuzi Temple stage and dig out the scarecrow's head." "The time limit is 72 hours. If you fail, the fantasy will come true." I thought it was someone's prank. It wasn't until midnight that I actually dug up the terrifying linen head under the Liuzi Temple. On the stage in the temple, there stood a corpse holding his own head. Later I learned that the world has already ended and cities are false prisons. The superior ones lurk among the crowd and feed on humans. New humans awaken their superpowers at the cost of physical changes. As for my nursery rhyme book, every time a strange story is included, the corresponding strange story can be summoned for help, but if it fails, the strange story will come true. Until the book turned to page seven. Countdown to 24 hours. [Inclusion progress: 7\u002F7] [Next stage:? \U002F? ] [Warn! They have noticed you! ]

In the turbulent era of the Republic of China, Shen Yuan was a well-known private detective. By chance, he took over a bizarre case about a haunted house. The haunted house hides a profound history. It is rumored that many bizarre deaths have occurred, and it seems that there are unspeakable evil spirits lurking there. During the investigation, Shen Yuan relied on his intelligence and rich psychological knowledge to gradually uncover the secrets behind it. However, as the truth emerged step by step, Shen Yuan was also involved in the whirlpool of supernatural events. People around him encounter strange things one after another. In a crisis-ridden environment, he must solve the supernatural mystery behind the haunted house and save himself and the people around him. He must face the good and evil of people's hearts and unknown fears.

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That day, my grandfather stepped into the Yin-Yang Waterway, chased two black and white water dragons, and discovered the royal tombs buried deep for thousands of years under the Yellow River... The golden dome, the Yuntai collection of thousands of books, the throne and divine crown hiding the source dragon... The underwater Dragon Palace, and the treasure cave of civil and military stars. A wonderful place to raise corpses, with thousands of dragon pillars guarding crystal coffins...

The four directions, up and down, are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. In the universe, there has never been only one life form of flesh and spirit. It is just that human beings think that they are the heart of the universe, but they do not understand the reason for the universe. For thousands of years, Suyi Spirit Detective has been secretly coordinating psychic cases as a hidden organization. Behind those seemingly unexpected major accidents, there are more energy sources other than human power. Suyi Detective talks with souls, works with ghosts, and maintains the fragile balance between the living and the dead.

When my daughter Chen Xiaoyu still transfers money every month, smiles on live broadcasts, and updates social news, only I know that the other side of the screen is fake. The girl who would suffocate due to an allergy to braised pork has been trapped in a glass cage called the "Digital Personality Farm" and has become data feed for AI. As a retired mathematics teacher, I used five surrenders to connect a pentagon on the map, pointing directly at the core of the crime - a technology company that uses real people to train perfect avatars. When the police raided, the AI ​​was imitating his daughter's breathing with a 98% similarity. As for the real Xiaoyu, the top of his head has become bald due to long-term wearing of equipment. In the court, what the two sides are fighting for is no longer life and death, but the right to define "existence". When the perfect algorithm claimed to have inherited all the memories, I only asked the last question: "What did you say to your mother on the day she passed away?" AI answered: "I will take good care of dad." Xiaoyu replied: "Mom... I got 100 points in the math test." It is the folds of the paper soaked with tears, the weight of love that algorithms can never calculate.

The director of the demolition office on Dukou Street in the old town of Linjiang disappeared in a secret room, linking up an old case at a shipyard 20 years ago and a missing girl case five years ago. The two lines are intertwined to advance the truth, from the suspense in the secret room to the entanglement of interests and then to the obsession with human nature. On the surface, it is about tracing the disappearance case and uncovering the real culprit. In fact, it is about the self-salvation of the criminal police, the settlement of old grievances, and the game of good and evil in human nature.

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There is only one disease in this world, the disease of poverty. My mother's suicide made me realize the reality, and I had no choice but to join the tomb robbing, embarking on a path of no return. Factions in the north and south, lost traces in ancient tombs, blood licking from the edge of a knife, life in the world. I have seen countless strange things happen around me. After becoming rich, I also wanted to leave this quagmire. It's a pity that I can't help myself...

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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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