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Book title: Cai Jun's psychological reasoning novels

Author: Cai Jun

Introduction:

1. Cat's eye

Jacques Safi woke up at five o'clock in the morning, his chin trembled slightly, and he could almost hear the collision of his upper and lower teeth. As if he had just been rescued from drowning, he took a few deep breaths greedily and let the cold air flood into his body at dawn.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw that the window was inexplicably open. A gust of wind went straight to his neck, and suddenly he felt his throat was caught. Jacques remembers locking the window before he went to bed. He held out a trembling hand and closed the window again. At this moment, the lavender sky outside the window is gradually shining, the night is about to pass, and the morning light is about to cover the land of S city.

Jacques adjusted his messy wet hair and found that his forehead was covered with sweat. That damn dream, Jacques recalled the nightmare he had just had. In the past ten days, at this time, this same dream will visit his soul, haunt him and devour him. In the dream, the China people looked at Jacques with a strange smile, held out his unusually pale hand, and slowly pointed his forefinger at Jacques' eyes ... Jacques suddenly raised his hands to protect his eyes and never dared to recall this terrible dream.

However, Jacques is going to see his friend in China today, because this man will be executed this morning.

In an instant, Jacques's eyes crossed the dark house again.

A little breathless, he immediately jumped out of bed, put on the uniform of the concession police officer and walked out the door. This is the French Concession Street in S City of 1936. It's already slightly bright. Jacques shivered, and his cold footsteps echoed on the empty road. Only the plane leaves on both sides heard what was hidden in his footsteps.

Suddenly, it began to rain, and Jacques quickened his pace.

2. "God is watching you"

introduce

Climb out of the grave.

He crawled underground.

The dark underground is like the birth canal that everyone passes through when they are born. Climbing over it is the beginning of life. However, for him, it was a resurrection from the dead. I can't see anything except the boundless darkness, and I can't hear anything except my own breathing. There seems to be a pair of faint eyes ahead, staring at him in the dark underground.

Suddenly, he touched something with a smooth surface and some impurities. He touched it carefully. It looked like a stick. It seems to be a stick made of a special material, neither wood nor metal, but more like a bone. No, this is a bone.

A dead man's thigh bone.

He was trembling. However, a person who is scared to the extreme will not care about a little more excitement. He felt down this bone, and soon he touched the slightly thinner calf bone, then the bones of the foot plate and toes. Then, the bone of the other leg. Further up, the pelvis and spine are intact, and further down, there are 24 ribs like whose director Qin Xuan. Above the cervical vertebra, it is the skull.

He felt a hole in the skull.

Bones are talking.

3. Ghost Inn

Mysterious wooden box

The rain made a subtle sound on the window pane, and police officer Xiao Ye stood quietly by the window, staring at the city in the misty rain.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Xiao Ye's heart suddenly shook, and that strange feeling appeared again. He calmed himself down first, and then opened the door carefully. He saw the face of a young man.

"Go around?" A familiar name blurted out immediately. Xiao Ye's pale and emaciated face suddenly became clear, and the intimate years immediately came to his mind.

The other side has a slight curl of her mouth and a strange expression. He said in a dull and slow tone, "Xiao Ye, it's a good thing you remember me."

4 "Abandoned Apartment"

In many of my novels, the story is like the circular ruins written by Borges, which has neither a beginning nor an end. Any interception on the story track can open a secret door for you and lead you into another imaginary world. ...

However, if you want to tell this story well, you have to start from this spring. In April this year, I published my novella "Abandoned Village" in Germination magazine.

This novel of more than 20,000 words tells such a story-

5. 19 hell

The entrance to hell

Midnight, midnight.

The bamboo forests all over the mountain are shivering, making a tidal sound in the heavy night, as if the whole sky were going to be blown down by the strong wind. He looked up at the dark sky. His dark gray eyes couldn't see the surrounding mountains clearly, only a few terrible bats. They seemed to feel the lightning in the clouds and fluttered nervously on their heads. "It's tonight!"

6. Revolving door

On May 27th, 2005, Greenwich Mean Time 10: 07, on the Thames in London, Big Ben, which stood in Parliament Square for a century, suddenly stopped without warning. At this time, Chun Yu, who was studying in the UK, passed her lover Gao Xuan and witnessed a car accident after discovering that Gao Xuan had complete amnesia. At this time, Chunyu was holding Gao Xuan to avoid flying cars, but he was involved in a bank robbery and was shot in the street. At this moment, there was no crash and no bullets whistling. Spring Rain Gao Xuan boarded the same subway car, but because they came from different times, even if they meet again, they will eventually say goodbye. ...

Three completely different experiences happened at the same time-Big Ben witnessed everything with his still hands. When the spring rain narrowly escaped death for the last time, the revolving door of hell and heaven was about to open, and the whole mankind was facing the biggest crisis in the universe. ...

Why did Chunyu meet Gao Xuan who fell to her death on a foreign street in 19 Hell? Why does the "revolving door" in Borges' A Garden at a Fork really exist in Albert's Labyrinth? Why did Big Ben suddenly stop and strangely return to work? The great energy of true love changes time, transcends life and death, and deconstructs and remolds everyone's soul at the same time.

7. Return from decadence

* Preface

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Is this the temple of the mysterious Liangzhu civilization five thousand years ago? In addition to the mound at Xu's foot, there are several "graves" around, as well as a dozen tombs and altars, which surround here like the moon-magnificent palaces, huge tombs and mysterious altars. Perhaps this winter wasteland in front of us is the mysterious ancient capital of Liangzhu ancient country five thousand years ago, the "general altar" when they were on the verge of extinction, and the last secret burial place.

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8. Virus

Disease virus

On the winter eve of solstice

At the end of December, westerners began to celebrate their Christmas, while orientals celebrated the winter solstice. Of course, strictly speaking, the winter solstice is not a holiday. Even if it is, it is not from this world, but from another world, that is, the so-called Ghost Festival in China. However, compared with Christmas, westerners may prefer Christmas Eve and give it various beautiful titles, such as Christmas Eve. The same is true of winter solstice, but the eve of winter solstice is unlucky, especially for the elderly who like tradition.

From a scientific point of view, in the northern hemisphere, the winter solstice is the longest night and the shortest day, so if we compare a year to a day, the winter solstice is equal to midnight. Therefore, the eve of the winter solstice is a veritable long night. It got dark early and it was very cold. The sun is always struggling to get off work early, as if suffering from dark phobia. It's only six o'clock and it's so dark that I can hardly find the moon. I stood at the window, looking at the dark sky in the distance, and suddenly I had a strange feeling in my heart.

I quickly closed the curtains, turned on the computer and started surfing the Internet. There is nothing special on the Internet today. I chatted with a friend of mine for a while and then went offline. I started writing a new novel. As soon as I wrote the beginning, my original inspiration suddenly dried up. I can't remember. I always feel something is wrong today. When I open my mailbox to receive mail, there is always only one new mail. The sender is my old classmate and good friend Lin Shu. The content is very short—

"My friend.

9. Butterfly Cemetery

Three thousand years ago, you couldn't sleep.

You're lurking underground

I am waiting on the earth.

You spin silk and tie yourself up.

I long for loneliness.

Let the sea change into a field.

Shi Lan haiku

10. Margaret's secret

April 1 day, 2005, Shanghai.

This story begins with April Fool's Day in 2005.

April 1 Friday.

1 1. Midnight flute.

The year of the preface 1

People's real life starts at different times, which is contrary to their original bodies.

Stephen King: The other half of darkness.

She was seven years old that year.

12。 curse

Now it is 200 1 year.

Suddenly, the river was thirsty and there was a nameless heat in its throat. This hot air rose from his abdomen and slowly filled his whole body. This immediately reminded him of the warmth rising slowly in the western desert under direct sunlight, so the vast saline-alkali desert appeared in front of him. The scene is becoming clearer and clearer, covering everything you can see, such as violent sandstorms, dried-up lake beds, cracked salt flats, and mirages that have been carried by the sun for thousands of years. ...

He looked at his watch. It's already half past ten in the evening. The room is very big, with several desks and computers, one of which is still open, and some sophisticated archaeological instruments are next to it. There is a row of glass cabinets on one wall of the room. There are some pots and pans being repaired in the cabinets, which are found in almost every dynasty from the Neolithic Age to the Qing Empire. These are either only a few pieces left, or they are reduced to samples that have just been fired. They are arranged in a room, which is simply a silent general history of China.