Résurrection de cadavres

Chapitre 1

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Original suspense thriller novel: The Mystery of QQ Author: Hei Jiu

On a hazy, moonlit night, Shen Daxing, a postgraduate student who was chatting online, suddenly died in room 407 of dormitory building D on campus. When he was accidentally discovered several days later, he was already a decomposing corpse lying on the floor...

Shen's bizarre death ignites the intense curiosity of his self-important roommate, Xu Haibing. He impersonates Shen and enters Shen's QQ world, attempting to uncover the truth and apprehend the culprit. However, he is met with a series of shocking events: inexplicable harassing phone calls in the middle of the night, fleeting black shadows, mysterious footsteps pacing the corridor every night, and flickering will-o'-the-wisps in the woods outside the window… As he peels back the layers to uncover the truth, is there a killer? Who is the killer?

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Synopsis of "QQ Lost"

The new campus of Lianjiang University is built on a newly developed piece of land.

On a hazy, moonlit night in the new millennium, Shen Daxing, a working graduate student, suddenly died in room 407 of dormitory building D on campus while chatting online. When he was accidentally discovered several days later, he was already a decomposing corpse lying on the floor...

Shen's bizarre death ignited the intense curiosity of his self-important roommate, Xu Haibing. While the police were investigating, he resolutely moved into room 407, a room he had never stayed in before, and impersonated Shen to infiltrate Shen's QQ world, attempting to uncover the truth, apprehend the culprit, and demonstrate his abilities. Unexpectedly, a series of shocking events unfolded: inexplicable harassing phone calls in the middle of the night, fleeting black shadows, mysterious footsteps pacing the corridor every night, and flickering will-o'-the-wisps in the woods outside the window… Xu Haibing was drawn step by step into a manslaughter case stemming from a wrongful conviction during the Cultural Revolution.

As the truth is peeled back layer by layer, the questions arise: Was there a murderer? Who was the murderer? Why and how was Shen Daxing killed? These questions, which Xu Haibing was initially eager to know, seem to have become less important. What matters is that his once cold and numb heart is gradually being warmed and touched...

The book is filled with suspense, keeping you on the edge of your seat; layers of hidden wounds, making you tremble; deep emotions, warming your heart; and witty remarks, bringing you joy. With its intricate and fantastical plot, vivid and unconventional characters, and brisk and fluent narrative style, it realistically presents a colorful panorama of reality, vividly recreating the diverse lives of people from different social strata, and profoundly revealing the historical origins of the events, the characters' inner worlds, and the surreal world of the internet.

QQ Lost

The night sky is high and deep.

A pale, waning moon struggled to emerge from the inky clouds that clung to it, its desolate light gradually illuminating a solitary cluster of buildings standing out starkly against a vast, empty wilderness.

This is the first new campus built by Lianjiang University in the newly developed university town on the western outskirts of the provincial capital.

In the northwest corner of the campus, the skylight cover on the roof of student dormitory building D was not properly closed, and pale moonlight squeezed through the gaps, instantly making the dim corridor appear dreamlike...

Suddenly, a slender woman, barely visible, drifted in.

She had long hair that covered her face, and her white dress trailed on the ground. She walked lightly up to the fourth floor, then turned right and silently entered room 407, whose door was tightly closed...

Room 407 was dark. With the dim light, you could barely make out that there were two beds in the room, one empty and the other occupied by a young man wrapped in a blanket.

He tossed and turned, muttering incoherently, still immersed in his ongoing dream.

Behind the door, the enchanting figure of the woman in the white dress faded into view. She seemed to have seen something, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was not completely covered by her long hair.

She leaned down, reached out her slender hand, and lovingly stroked the young man's cheek before the touch vanished...

The young man sat bolt upright as if electrocuted, instinctively touching his cheek. His gaze suddenly fell on the computer on the desk in front of the bed, and he involuntarily got out of bed.

"Smack!"

With a low thud, the computer was turned on, and the bluish fluorescent light immediately made the young man's thin face appear ashen.

The computer screen rapidly switched interfaces, and the faint sound of programs running from the host was clear and pleasant in the quiet room.

The young man's dry eyes were fixed on the screen.

The screen displays the QQ user login window.

The young man typed a 16-digit password quickly in the "User Password" box, then clicked "Login." A QQ control panel popped up in the upper right corner of the screen.

A colorful female face kept flashing amidst the chirping sounds.

Below the face mask, four crystalline colors—red, yellow, blue, and green—emerged:

naughty wild girl

The young man smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits. He clicked on the Facebook profile picture, and a dialog box popped up that read:

Are they here yet?

He quickly clicked "Reply to Message," typed, and sent:

It's here!

And so, the two began chatting online, exchanging words back and forth.

The young man's hands were busy on the keyboard, but his left hand seemed less dexterous, perhaps because of the obvious scars on his thumb and several fingers.

Gradually, he became immersed in the pleasant atmosphere of the conversation, and a dreamy smile appeared on his face from time to time.

Outside the window, the ink-black clouds continued their relentless assault on the hazy, waning moon...

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

--The QQ calls, sounding like crickets, rang out in waves, one after another!

--The "Mischievous Wild Girl" face on the QQ panel flashed repeatedly!

--The dialog box keeps popping up!

At this moment, the young man's smile disappeared, and his expression became tense and anxious.

His hands, busy typing, became increasingly frantic, especially his scarred left hand, which appeared particularly stiff.

In the sky, dark clouds finally swallowed the waning moon once again.

The stark buildings were once again engulfed by a tidal wave of darkness...

"ah--"

What seemed to be drowned out was also a faint, unfinished scream from the young man, followed by the clattering and thumping sounds...

QQ Lost 1(1)

Early in the morning, the rising sun, which had only been there for a few months, shone on the campus.

The doors of each room in apartment building D opened one after another with a "bang bang" sound, and then a variety of people came out one after another with a "thump thump" sound: some were doing morning exercises in sportswear, some were reading books, some were holding arms with their lovers, and some were chatting on their cell phones.

Only the door to room 407 remained quietly closed, and it had been closed for more than two days...

As dusk fell on the weekend, the entire D-building apartment was deserted, and no one could be found.

It took a while before there was any noise. Two middle-aged students, one after the other, came out of room 406 on the fourth floor. They were burping, picking their teeth, and carrying bags.

The man walking behind was balding. He locked the door but didn't leave. Instead, he craned his neck and sniffed suspiciously: "Hmm, where's that weird smell coming from?"

The person walking in front had a round face and sneered, "Heh heh, your sinusitis?"

The balding man reached out and grabbed the round-faced woman, preventing her from leaving. The woman reluctantly turned back, and so the two of them, like dogs, slowly followed the scent to the door of room 407.

They looked up, their eyes met, and they both gasped in shock!

A short while later, the two of them were seen running down the stairs from the fourth floor in a flurry of activity.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Beep beep..." Tuan Lian dialed her cell phone again, her elbow slipped, and the briefcase she was holding fell to the ground, with water cups, medicine bottles, and other items clattering out.

The balding man hurriedly bent down to pick it up for him, but unexpectedly stumbled and fell forward, his smooth, shiny head landing squarely on a round, fleshy belly.

A chubby security guard with a simple face and a thick build stood with his hands on his hips, blocking the entrance to the stairwell.

"Haha, how could that be?! You people are used to being leaders, you just like to think about things from that, strategic perspective. University dorms, university dorms, it's no wonder they smell weird. Those socks aren't washed after being changed, leftover food isn't thrown away after it spoils, people don't flush after using the toilet, condoms aren't thrown away after use, all those smells mixed together, how can it be good, good..."

The chubby security guard, initially dismissive and joking at the two trainees' exaggerated guesses, waited until he carried a large bunch of spare keys up to the fourth floor, opened the door to room 407, shone a flashlight inside, and heard the trainees repeatedly say "good, good," but couldn't quite utter the word "smell."

Because his mouth and legs started trembling!

The balding man with a round face, who had been cowering nervously in the back, gently patted his shoulder. He jumped up with a "whoosh" like a firecracker, slammed the door shut, twisted his barrel-shaped waist, and ran away with small, quick steps!

Twenty minutes later, Da Yu, the deputy director of the West Suburbs Police Station who was in charge of the work and a burly, dark-skinned second-level police superintendent, led his subordinate, Xiao You, a clean-cut and capable second-level police officer, to stand at the door of Room 407.

The chubby security guard tried to open the door with the key, but his hand wouldn't cooperate and he couldn't get it into the lock.

Dayu impatiently pushed him aside, snatched the key, inserted and turned it, then forcefully pushed open the door to room 407 with a "bang."

The round ceiling light in the room immediately turned on!

A horrifyingly decomposed, blackened male corpse with a grotesque face was exposed on the ground!

The fat security guard at the entrance, a balding man with a round face, all reacted quickly and started vomiting at the same time.

Xiao You quickly reminded them, "Get away! Get away! Protect the scene!"

--The blanket was lifted

--Black screen computer

--Drooping Earphones

-- Overturned folding chair

...

Da Yu stood there, his eyes wide as he scanned the room, then calmly closed the door and asked, point by point, "Besides you, you, and you, does anyone else know?"

The chubby security guard answered with absolute certainty, "Yes."

"who?!"

The chubby security guard pointed very sincerely at Da Yu and Xiao You: "You, you two!"

Da Yu glanced at him, then looked around: "How many students live in this building?"

The chubby security guard started calculating on his fingers: "Hmm, one times five, then fourteen..." Before he could finish, Da Yu asked again, "Why is there nobody here?"

The man with the round face explained, "It's Friday today. The fourth floor is where our part-time graduate students live. Most of them have families, and on Fridays, everyone is eager to go home and enjoy the weekend."

The chubby security guard was still calculating: "Hmm... anyway, just considering the college students alone, there are probably two or three hundred people, if not one or two hundred..."

Da Yu interrupted him impatiently: "I'm asking about the one or two hundred students! Have they all gone home to enjoy the weekend?!"

"No, no, they probably... oh, right, they all went to the wasteland outside the school to set fires..."

"Huh? Setting fire? You're playing around with this?!"

"No, no, it wasn't just left there randomly, I went to open that..."

"Bonfire party." The balding man correctly added.

Bonfires blazed brightly.

Groups of students cheered.

At this moment, on a patch of open ground in front of the school that had not yet been cleared out, a bonfire party called "Igniting Youth" was in full swing. Nearly a thousand college students jumped, twisted, spun, and shouted freely to the hot and energetic music. The red flames made every youthful face shine.

Most of them are freshmen who have successfully survived the torment of "Black July" and are now in the "weaning period of adolescence". Having just escaped the sea of suffering of the college entrance examination, they have stepped into the university campus they longed for. They are like birds released from their cages, extremely free and joyful. They all want to take the opportunity to go crazy and wild, wave their hands to enter their own paradise, sway their bodies and shake their own world, and express their joy of liberation to the fullest.

The air in apartment building D seemed to freeze.

Da Yu let out a heavy sigh, not a light one, and crossed his arms as if he were weighing something.