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Eleanor's life seems picture-perfect, with a fulfilling job, a stable marriage, and a loving family. However, beneath the surface lies a world of hidden pain—domestic abuse, her husband Rex's infidelity, and a son, Miles, who is emotionally distant. In a moment of utter despair, Eleanor contemplates ending it all. Fate, however, has other plans for her, leading her to a mysterious dream therapy program that offers solace to those who suffer.Within the dream realm, Eleanor meets Eth...

Village girls disappeared one by one.No one noticed.Until their naked, pregnant bodies started turning up.Each one of them had been marked with a number on their back.Could it be someone they knew? A teacher? A relative?SCD officers Fangjun and Yunlong's investigation was met with resistance, from the local police, the schools, even the girls' families.What were they hiding?

Allured by the gold rush, waves of German, Japanese, Chinese and Italian immigrants brought their culinary proclivities to the American West. The early sophistication of saloons followed, and Denver's gastronomic landscape experienced a tremendous culinary evolution spanning sixteen decades. Dating back to the late 1800s, My Brother's Bar doesn't have a sign and doesn't need one, serving up history along with delicious hamburgers. Established in 1985, nonprofit Denver Urban Gardens operate...

What makes a good serial killer?Nurture or nature?No one knows for sure.He killed dozens, slaughtered entire families. Retirees, college students, executives. None was exempt.Yet he didn't think of himself as a serial killer.After all, all the killings was because someone had told him to.And no, he was not an assassin. At least assassins got paid.He didn't like it. Not one bit.But what was he supposed to do?After all, the pers...

I was sentenced to death for crimes I didn't commit. There was no trial, no judge, and no jury.Only a forced confession.And the person who put me in there, might be the real killer.Only four people believed in my innocence. One of them was dead. One of them was a teenager. The other two were powerless.When I went on the run, I thought I'd seen the last of this godforsaken town. But there was always a voice in my head, telling me to go back, to right the horrible...

The CEO of a multi-million yuan company was found dead in his car.Police investigation turned up more questions than answers: investors, the dead man's wife, his secretary and maybe something more . . . Everybody was lying.Even the dead man had lied.His name was fake, his identity card expertly forged. He dodged the limelight, avoided publicity like the plague, and hated having his photos taken.But there's no such thing as a perfect lie. Sooner or later, his pas...

The Village is a microcosm of the Country, where:The intellectually disabled are pushed around and left for dead;The pursuit of religious enlightenment is squashed like a bug;One policy leads to seven drastically different, yet equally devastating, outcomes;The challengers to the status quo are silenced permanently;The despairing victims resort to extreme measures to get their grievances heard;And so much more . . .But, like Marco Polo sai...

A villager was struck down in his own home.A lecher bled out on the street, his face ripped to shreds.Young boys vanished from a forsaken temple.And this was just my first week as the Magistrate of Taihe County.Could it really be the acts of an angry god, as the villagers claimed? Or was someone using the curse of the temple to cover up their nefarious schemes?I had to find out.But an invisible force countered every step I took.Evidence disa...

Everybody said my sister killed herself.I refused to believe it.I talked to her three roommates.Within 48 hours, one was dead, another ended up in hospital, and the third disappeared from campus.And I was beat up, stomped on, and tossed out.This only made me more determined: someone had gone to extraordinary lengths to silence anyone who could shed light on my sister's death.But as I peeled back the layers of mystery surrounding her death, I was no...

Judge Chen thought shoring up a dam that was about to burst was his biggest concern. Flood, famine, refugees.Then, a body was found in the river.Then another.And another.And another . . .Someone had been using the river as a watery grave, all in the name of the search for something that existed in folklores and myths only.Finding that someone might cost Judge Chen his job, his life, and the

Bodies in the river.Headless corpses.Jealousy, revenge, greed.Judge Chen has to deal with these cases every day.There is no fingerprint analysis, DNA, or any kind of modern forensic tools.This is the Song Dynasty, after all.Watch how the judge solves one case after another, with nothing more than his trusted advisor and his own wits.

Kids kept disappearing in a small town.All boys.Nobody cared.Until the ex-mayor's grandson suffered the same fate.But for the police officers whose main job descriptions used to be locating missing dustbins and breaking up drunken brawls, were they up to the task?