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Lisbeth Salander—the heart of Larsson's two previous novels—is under close supervision in the intensive care unit of a Swedish city hospital. She's fighting for her life in more ways than one: when she's well enough, she'll stand trial for three murders. With the help of her friend, journalist Mikael Blomkvist, she will have to prove her innocence, and to identify the corrupt politicians who have allowed the vulnerable, like herself, to suffer abuse. And, on her own, she will plot her revenge—against the man who tried to kill her and the government institutions that very nearly destroyed her life.

Once upon a time, she was a victim. Now Lisbeth Salander is ready to fight back.

作者简介

Stieg Larsson, who lived in Sweden, was the editor in chief of the magazine Expo and a leading expert on antidemocratic right-wing extremist and Nazi organizations. He died in 2004, shortly after delivering the manuscripts for The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, The Girl Who Played with Fire, and The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest.

　　斯蒂格·拉森(Stieg Larsson)，瑞典作家与新闻记者。曾任职于瑞典中央新闻通讯社，并于工作之余投身反法西斯主义的活动。1995年，他创办了Expo基金会，并自1999年开始担任基金会同名杂志主编。由于他长期致力于揭发瑞典极右派组织的不法行为，多年来一直受到程度或轻或重的死亡恐吓与威胁。这部小说中总是积极捍卫社会正义、不求个人名利的男主角，几乎就是拉森本人的化身。
　　拉森从2001年开始撰写“千禧”系列小说，2004年完成三部曲后，竟不幸于11月因心脏病突发辞世，来不及看见首曲《龙纹身的女孩》在2005年出版，以及此系列小说售出全球超过34国版权、轰动全欧的盛况。随着第二部和第三部的出版，“千禧”系列引发阅读热潮，雄踞欧洲各国畅销书排行榜，且历久不坠。此外，《龙纹身的女孩》在2006年夺得北欧犯罪小说协会最佳犯罪小说“玻璃钥匙”奖；2008年，“千禧”系列第三部《捅马蜂窝的女孩》再度夺下“玻璃钥匙”奖。拉森打破纪录，成为瑞典有史以来第一位两度获颁该奖项的作家。2008年2月，拉森入选英国《每日电讯报》“一生必读的五十位犯罪小说作家”。2009年，拉森被选为“欧洲最具冲击力十大畅销小说家”，在榜单上排名超过丹·布朗与《暮光之城》作者斯蒂芬妮·梅尔，居于首位。

精彩书评

"Fans will not be disappointed: this is another roller-coaster ride that keeps you reading far too late into the night. Intricate but flawlessly plotted, it has complex characters as well as a satisfying, clear moral thrust."
—Evening Standard

"Salander is a magnificent creation: a feminist avenging angel . . . I cannot think of another modern writer who so successfully turns his politics away from a preachy manifesto and into a dynamic narrative device. Larsson's hatred of injustice will drive readers across the world through a three-volume novel and leave them regretting the final page; and regretting, even more, the early death of a mastery storyteller just as he was entering his prime."
—Observer

"Larsson has produced a coup de foudre, a novel that is complex, satisfying, clever, moral . . . This is a grown-up novel for grown-up readers, who want something more than a quick fix and a car chase. And it's why the Millennium trilogy is rightly a publishing phenomenon all over the world."
—Guardian

"[The trilogy] is intricately plotted, lavishly detailed but written with a breakneck pace and verve . . [Hornet's Nest] is a tantalizing double finale—first idyllic, then frenetic . . . Larsson has made the literary moods of saga and soap opera converge—with suspense as the adhesive. And, behind the quickfire action, those great chords of moral and political witness continue to resonate."
—Independent

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chapter 1

Friday, April 8

Dr. Jonasson was woken by a nurse five minutes before the helicopter was expected to land. It was just before 1:30 in the morning.

""What?"" he said, confused.

""Rescue Service helicopter coming in. Two patients. An injured man and a younger woman. The woman has a gunshot wound.""

""All right,"" Jonasson said wearily.

Although he had slept for only half an hour, he felt groggy. He was on the night shift in the ER at Sahlgrenska hospital in G?teborg. It had been a strenuous evening.

By 12:30 the steady flow of emergency cases had eased off. He had made a round to check on the state of his patients and then gone back to the staff bedroom to try to rest for a while. He was on duty until 6:00, and seldom got the chance to sleep even if no emergency patients came in. But this time he had fallen asleep almost as soon as he turned out the light.

Jonasson saw lightning out over the sea. He knew that the helicopter was coming in the nick of time. All of a sudden a heavy downpour lashed at the window. The storm had moved in over G?teborg.

He heard the sound of the chopper and watched as it banked through the storm squalls down towards the helipad. For a second he held his breath when the pilot seemed to have difficulty controlling the aircraft. Then it vanished from his field of vision and he heard the engine slowing to land. He took a hasty swallow of his tea and set down the cup.

Jonasson met the emergency team in the admissions area. The other doctor on duty took on the first patient who was wheeled in-an elderly man with his head bandaged, apparently with a serious wound to the face. Jonasson was left with the second patient, the woman who had been shot. He did a quick visual examination: it looked like she was a teenager, very dirty and bloody, and severely wounded. He lifted the blanket that the Rescue Service had wrapped around her body and saw that the wounds to her hip and shoulder were bandaged with duct tape, which he considered a pretty clever idea. The tape kept bacteria out and blood in. One bullet had entered her hip and gone straight through the muscle tissue. He gently raised her shoulder and located the entry wound in her back. There was no exit wound: the round was still inside her shoulder. He hoped it had not penetrated her lung, and since he did not see any blood in the woman's mouth he concluded that probably it had not.

""Radiology,"" he told the nurse in attendance. That was all he needed to say.

Then he cut away the bandage that the emergency team had wrapped around her skull. He froze when he saw another entry wound. The woman had been shot in the head, and there was no exit wound there either.

Jonasson paused for a second, looking down at the girl. He felt dejected. He often described his job as being like that of a goalkeeper. Every day people came to his place of work in varying conditions but with one objective: to get help.

Jonasson was the goalkeeper who stood between the patient and Fonus Funeral Service. His job was to decide what to do. If he made the wrong decision, the patient might die or perhaps wake up disabled for life. Most often he made the right decision, because the vast majority of injured people had an obvious and specific problem. A stab wound to the lung or a crushing injury after a car crash were both particular and recognizable problems that could be dealt with. The survival of the patient depended on the extent of the damage and on Jonasson's skill.

There were two kinds of injury that he hated. One was a serious burn case, because no matter what measures he took the burns would almost inevitably result in a lifetime of suffering. The second was an injury to the brain.

The girl on the gurney could live with a piece of lead in her hip and a piece of lead in her shoulder. But a piece of lead inside her brain was a trauma of a wholly different magnitude. He was suddenly aware of the nurse saying something.

""Sorry. I wasn't listening.""

""It's her.""

""What do you mean?""

""It's Lisbeth Salander. The girl they've been hunting for the past few weeks, for the triple murder in Stockholm.""

Jonasson looked again at the unconscious patient's face. He realized at once that the nurse was right. He and the whole of Sweden had seen Salander's passport photograph on billboards outside every newspaper kiosk for weeks. And now the murderer herself had been shot, which was surely poetic justice of a sort.

But that was not his concern. His job was to save his patient's life, irrespective of whether she was a triple murderer or a Nobel Prize winner. Or both.

Then the efficient chaos, the same in every ER the world over, erupted. The staff on Jonasson's shift set about their appointed tasks. Salander's clothes were cut away. A nurse reported on her blood pressure-100/70-while the doctor put his stethoscope to her chest and listened to her heartbeat. It was surprisingly regular, but her breathing was not quite normal.

Jonasson did not hesitate to classify Salander's condition as critical. The wounds in her shoulder and hip could wait until later, with a compress on each, or even with the duct tape that some inspired soul had applied. What mattered was her head. Jonasson ordered tomography with the new and improved CT scanner that the hospital had lately acquired.

Jonasson had a view of medicine that was at times unorthodox. He thought doctors often drew conclusions that they could not substantiate. This meant that they gave up far too easily; alternativ The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest 千禧三部曲3:捅马蜂窝的女孩 英文原版 [平装] 电子书 下载 mobi epub pdf txt

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千禧年三部曲的原版书，千禧年三部曲

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好书，不过还没看，就是略贵，纸不好

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9.10号定的，10.10号收到。

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正品但包装被拆。有退货品嫌疑

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待读中 质量什么还行 内容评论稍后

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女主角莎兰德年纪27岁，身高154公分，体态瘦小。十二岁时因纵火谋杀父亲，被判定患有精神疾病而关押在精神病院。十八岁时被法庭宣判无行为能力，必须在监护之下生活。莎兰德性格怪异，沉默寡言而不善交际，往来的都是社会边缘人，几乎没有朋友。然而，莎兰德在智力方面其实类似于天才，数学演算能力高超且过目不忘，自学成才的电脑功底，达到世界顶级骇客的程度。

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很有正版的感觉，书皮很厚重，书名凸出，手感不错，内页是环保纸，颜色较暗，看起来比较舒服

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书很袖珍 纸质是环保回收纸

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