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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune陈伟的直觉——那头野兽正撕开他的胸膛往外爬——在咆哮：这是个圈套！这组数据干净得不像话，像魔鬼亲手递来的毒酒。沈静的"诱饵说"和林子睿的"试探说"不只是听起来合理——它们像一千个警笛在他颅骨里尖叫。可是……万一呢？万一是宇宙朝他扔了一张金票，而他自己那双多疑的爪子，在抓住之前就把它撕得粉碎？那些被他用手术刀般的精准筛掉的公司，后来都炸了——十倍、二十倍，火箭升空，他不在船上。他的谨慎曾是穿越雷区的铠甲，如今却成了紧身衣，勒得他喘不过气。Chen Wei's intuition—that feral beast clawing its way out of his chest—roared: This is a trap! The data was so pristine it felt like a poisoned chalice hand-delivered by the devil himself. Shen Jing's "bait" theory and Lin Zirui's "test" hypothesis didn't just sound plausible—they screamed in his skull like a thousand sirens.But… what if?What if this was the universe tossing him a golden ticket, and his own paranoid claws would tear it to shreds before he could grab it? The companies he had filtered out with surgical precision had gone on to explode—tenfold, twentyfold, rockets launched without him on board. His caution had been a suit of armor through a minefield, but now it was a straitjacket, squeezing the air from his lungs.
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