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SOUS-TERRE

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intrigue meutre suspense thriller trhiller écologie

Dans un monde obnubilé par le paraitre, l'argent et le pouvoir, les vraies valeurs se font de plus en plus rare. La société de consommation détruit jours après jours notre terre mère. Beaucoup de gens ne pensent qu'à leurs plaisirs personnels et oublient l'essentiel, la vie. 
L'homme voudrait nous transformer en machine. Machine de travail, de profit et de rentabilité. 
Certaines personnes se manifestent et lutte contre ce fléau qu'est 《l'égoïsme》. 
Plusieurs disparitions mystérieuses de personnes influentes inquiètent les autorités françaises. Différentes hypothèses sont possibles : assassinat, suicide,  kidnapping, acte délibéré. Toutes les pistes restent envisageable ...
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