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Dan Brown（丹·布朗） 著

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• Robert Langdon
• Dan Brown
• Thriller
• Mystery
• Suspense
• Inferno
• Art History
• Italy
• Florence
• Religious Fiction

出版社： Doubleday

ISBN：9780385537858

版次：1

商品编码：19279506

包装：精装

丛书名： Robert Langdon

出版时间：2013-05-14

用纸：胶版纸

页数：480

正文语种：英文

商品尺寸：16x4.3x24.1cm

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　　丹·布朗最新作品Inferno（炼狱）， 书名和内容均来源于意大利伟大诗人但丁的《神曲》“地狱篇”。兰登博士造访意大利時，被卷入了以世界上最伟大又神秘的文学经典─意大利诗人但丁的Inferno为主轴的惊悚世界。兰登必须对抗危险的敌人，并且穿越经典艺术、神秘通道、未来科学，解开暗藏在古老史诗中的难解谜题。

内容简介

In his international blockbusters The Da Vinci Code, Angels & Demons, and The Lost Symbol, Dan Brown masterfully fused history, art, codes, and symbols. In this riveting new thriller, Brown returns to his element and has crafted his highest-stakes novel to date.

In the heart of Italy, Harvard professor of symbology Robert Langdon is drawn into a harrowing world centered on one of history’s most enduring and mysterious literary masterpieces . . . Dante’s Inferno.

Against this backdrop, Langdon battles a chilling adversary and grapples with an ingenious riddle that pulls him into a landscape of classic art, secret passageways, and futuristic science. Drawing from Dante’s dark epic poem, Langdon races to find answers and decide whom to trust . . . before the world is irrevocably altered.

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作者简介

Dan Brown is the author of numerous #1 bestselling novels, including the recent record-breaking The Lost Symbol, which had the biggest one-week sale in Random House history for a single title. His previous title, The Da Vinci Code, has sold more than 80 million copies worldwide, making it one of the bestselling novels of all time. In addition to numerous appearances on The Today Show, Mr. Brown was named one of the World's 100 Most Influential People by Time Magazine. He has appeared in the pages of Newsweek, Forbes, People, GQ, The New Yorker, and others. His novels are published in over 50 languages around the world.

　　丹·布朗堪称今日美国最著名畅销书作家。他的小说《达·芬奇密码》自问世以来，一直高居《纽约时报》畅销书排行榜榜首。其父亲是知名数学教授，母亲则是宗教音乐家，成长于这样的特殊环境中，科学与宗教这两种在人类历史上看似如此截然不同却又存在着千丝万缕关联的信仰成为他的创作主题。2010年11月15日，“2010第五届中国作家富豪榜”子榜单外国作家富豪榜首次发布，该榜统计了2000至2010十年间，外国作家在中国大陆地区的版税总收入，共有25位外国作家上榜，丹·布朗以1800万元人民币版税收入，荣登外国作家富豪榜第3位，引发广泛关注。

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精彩书评

"Jampacked with tricks...A BOOK-LENGTH SCAVENGER HUNT that Mr. Brown creates so energetically."
--Janet Maslin, The New York Times

"AS CLOSE AS A BOOK CAN COME TO A SUMMERTIME CINEMATIC BLOCKBUSTER…Brown builds up Langdon's supporting cast, which is the strongest yet."
--USA Today

"FAST, CLEVER, WELL-INFORMED…DAN BROWN IS THE MASTER OF THE INTELLECTUAL CLIFFHANGER."
--The Wall Street Journal

"BROWN IS AT HIS BEST when he makes readers believe that dusty books and musty passageways are just covers for ancient global conspiracies."
--The Washington Post

"A DIVERTING THRILLER…Brown stocks his latest book with all the familiar elements: puzzles, a beautiful female companion, and hints of secret conspiratorial agendas."
--EW.com

精彩书摘

I am the Shade.
Through the dolent city, I flee.
Through the eternal woe, I take flight.
Along the banks of the river Arno, I scramble, breathless . . . turning left onto Via dei Castellani, making my way northward, huddling in the shadows of the Uffizi.
And still they pursue me.
Their footsteps grow louder now as they hunt with relentless determination.
For years they have pursued me. Their persistence has kept me underground . . . forced me to live in purgatory . . . laboring beneath the earth like a chthonic monster.
I am the Shade.
Here aboveground, I raise my eyes to the north, but I am unable to find a direct path to salvation . . . for the Apennine Mountains are blotting out the first light of dawn.
I pass behind the palazzo with its crenellated tower and one- handed clock . . . snaking through the early- morning vendors in Piazza San Firenze with their hoarse voices smelling of lampredotto and roasted olives. Crossing before the Bargello, I cut west toward the spire of the Badia and come up hard against the iron gate at the base of the stairs.
Here all hesitation must be left behind.
I turn the handle and step into the passage from which I know there will be no return. I urge my leaden legs up the narrow staircase . . . spiraling skyward on soft marble treads, pitted and worn.
The voices echo from below. Beseeching.
They are behind me, unyielding, closing in.
They do not understand what is coming . . . nor what I have done for them!
Ungrateful land!
As I climb, the visions come hard . . . the lustful bodies writhing in fiery rain, the gluttonous souls floating in excrement, the treacherous villains frozen in Satan's icy grasp.
I climb the final stairs and arrive at the top, staggering near dead into the damp morning air. I rush to the head- high wall, peering through the slits. Far below is the blessed city that I have made my sanctuary from those who exiled me.
The voices call out, arriving close behind me. "What you've done is madness!"
Madness breeds madness.
"For the love of God," they shout, "tell us where you've hidden it!"
For precisely the love of God, I will not.
I stand now, cornered, my back to the cold stone. They stare deep into my clear green eyes, and their expressions darken, no longer cajoling, but threatening. "You know we have our methods. We can force you to tell us where it is."
For that reason, I have climbed halfway to heaven.
Without warning, I turn and reach up, curling my fingers onto the high ledge, pulling myself up, scrambling onto my knees, then standing. . . unsteady at the precipice. Guide me, dear Virgil, across the void.
They rush forward in disbelief, wanting to grab at my feet, but fearing they will upset my balance and knock me off. They beg now, in quiet desperation, but I have turned my back. I know what I must do.
Beneath me, dizzyingly far beneath me, the red tile roofs spread out like a sea of fire on the countryside, illuminating the fair land upon which giants once roamed . . . Giotto, Donatello, Brunelleschi, Michelangelo, Botticelli.
I inch my toes to the edge.
"Come down!" they shout. "It's not too late!"
O, willful ignorants! Do you not see the future? Do you not grasp the splendor of my creation? The necessity?
I will gladly make this ultimate sacrifice . . . and with it I will extinguish your final hope of finding what you seek.
You will never locate it in time.
Hundreds of feet below, the cobblestone piazza beckons like a tranquil oasis. How I long for more time . . . but time is the one commodity even my vast fortunes cannot afford.
In these final seconds, I gaze down at the piazza, and I behold a sight that startles me.
I see your face.
You are gazing up at me from the shadows. Your eyes are mournful, and yet in them I sense a veneration for what I have accomplished. You understand I have no choice. For the love of Mankind, I must protect my masterpiece.
It grows even now . . . waiting . . . simmering beneath the bloodred waters of the lagoon that reflects no stars.
And so, I lift my eyes from yours and I contemplate the horizon. High above this burdened world, I make my final supplication.
Dearest God, I pray the world remembers my name not as a monstrous sinner, but as the glorious savior you know I truly am. I pray Mankind will understand the gift I leave behind.
My gift is the future.
My gift is salvation.
My gift is Inferno.
With that, I whisper my amen . . . and take my final step, into the abyss.

Chapter 1
The memories materialized slowly . . . like bubbles surfacing from the darkness of a bottomless well.
A veiled woman.
Robert Langdon gazed at her across a river whose churning waters ran red with blood. On the far bank, the woman stood facing him, motionless, solemn, her face hidden by a shroud. In her hand she gripped a blue tainia cloth, which she now raised in honor of the sea of corpses at her feet. The smell of death hung everywhere.
Seek, the woman whispered. And ye shall find.
Langdon heard the words as if she had spoken them inside his head. "Who are you?" he called out, but his voice made no sound.
Time grows short, she whispered. Seek and find.
Langdon took a step toward the river, but he could see the waters were bloodred and too deep to traverse. When Langdon raised his eyes again to the veiled woman, the bodies at her feet had multiplied. There were hundreds of them now, maybe thousands, some still alive, writhing in agony, dying unthinkable deaths . . . consumed by fire, buried in feces, devouring one another. He could hear the mournful cries of human suffering echoing across the water.
The woman moved toward him, holding out her slender hands, as if beckoning for help.
"Who are you?!" Langdon again shouted.
In response, the woman reached up and slowly lifted the veil from her face. She was strikingly beautiful, and yet older than Langdon had imagined-in her sixties perhaps, stately and strong, like a timeless statue.
She had a sternly set jaw, deep soulful eyes, and long, silver- gray hair that cascaded over her shoulders in ringlets. An amulet of lapis lazuli hung around her neck- a single snake coiled around a staff.
Langdon sensed he knew her . . . trusted her. But how? Why?
She pointed now to a writhing pair of legs, which protruded upside down from the earth, apparently belonging to some poor soul who had been buried headfi rst to his waist. The man's pale thigh bore a single letter- written in mud- R.
R? Langdon thought, uncertain. As in . . . Robert? "Is that . . . me?"
The woman's face revealed nothing. Seek and find, she repeated.
Without warning, she began radiating a white light . . . brighter and brighter. Her entire body started vibrating intensely, and then, in a rush of thunder, she exploded into a thousand splintering shards of light.
Langdon bolted awake, shouting.
The room was bright. He was alone. The sharp smell of medicinal alcohol hung in the air, and somewhere a machine pinged in quiet rhythm with his heart. Langdon tried to move his right arm, but a sharp pain restrained him. He looked down and saw an IV tugging at the skin of his forearm.
His pulse quickened, and the machines kept pace, pinging more rapidly.
Where am I? What happened?
The back of Langdon's head throbbed, a gnawing pain. Gingerly, he reached up with his free arm and touched his scalp, trying to locate the source of his headache. Beneath his matted hair, he found the hard nubs of a dozen or so stitches caked with dried blood.
He closed his eyes, trying to remember an accident.
Nothing. A total blank.
Think.
Only darkness.
A man in scrubs hurried in, apparently alerted by Langdon's racing heart monitor. He had a shaggy beard, bushy mustache, and gentle eyes that radiated a thoughtful calm beneath his overgrown eyebrows.
"What . . . happened?" Langdon managed. "Did I have an accident?"
The bearded man put a finger to his lips and then rushed out, calling for someone down the hall.
Langdon turned his head, but the movement sent a spike of pain radiating through his skull. He took deep breaths and let the pain pass. Then, very gently and methodically, he surveyed his sterile surroundings.
The hospital room had a single bed. No flowers. No cards. Langdon saw his clothes on a nearby counter, folded inside a clear plastic bag.
They were covered with blood.
My God. It must have been bad.
Now Langdon rotated his head very slowly toward the window beside his bed. It was dark outside. Night. All Langdon could see in the glass was his own reflection- an ashen stranger, pale and weary, attached to tubes and wires, surrounded by medical equipment.
Voices approached in the hall, and Langdon turned his gaze back toward the room. The doctor returned, now accompanied by a woman.
She appeared to be in her early thirties. She wore blue scrubs and had tied her blond hair back in a thick ponytail that swung behind her as she walked.
"I'm Dr. Sienna Brooks," she said, giving Langdon a smile as she entered. "I'll be working with Dr. Marconi tonight."
Langdon nodded weakly.
Tall and lissome, Dr. Brooks moved with the assertive gait of an athlete.
Even in shapeless scrubs, she had a willowy elegance about her.
Despite the absence of any makeup that Langdon could see, her complexion appeared unusually smooth, the only blemish a tiny beauty mark just above her lips. Her eyes, though a gentle brown, seemed unusually penetrating, as if they had witnessed a profundity of experience rarely encountered by a person her age.
"Dr. Marconi doesn't speak much English," she said, sitting down beside him, "and he asked me to fill out your admittance form." She gave him another smile.
"Thanks," Langdon croaked.
"Okay," she began, her tone businesslike. "What is your name?"
It took him a moment. "Robert . . . Langdon."
She shone a penlight in Langdon's eyes. "Occupation?"
This information surfaced even more slowly. "Professor. Art history. . . and symbology. Harvard University."
Dr. Brooks lowered the light, looking startled. The doctor with the bushy eyebrows looked equally surprised.
"You're . . . an American?"
Langdon gave her a confused look.
"It's just . . ." She hesitated. "You had no identification when you arrived tonight. You were wearing Harris Tweed and Somerset loafers, so we guessed British."
"I'm American," Langdon assured her, too exhausted to explain his preference for well- tailored clothing.
"Any pain?"
"My head," Langdon replied, his throbbing skull only made worse by the bright penlight. Thankfully, she now pocketed it, taking Langdon's wrist and checking his pulse.
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前言/序言

Q&A; with Dan Brown
Q.Inferno refers to Dante Alighieri's The Divine Comedy. What is Dante's significance? What features of his work or life inspired you?
A.The Divine Comedy-like The Mona Lisa-is one of those rare artistic achievements that transcends its moment in history and becomes an enduring cultural touchstone. Like Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, The Divine Comedy speaks to us centuries after its creation and is considered an example of one of the finest works ever produced in its artistic field. For me, the most captivating quality of Dante Alighieri is his staggering influence on culture, religion, history, and the arts. In addition to codifying the early Christian vision of Hell, Dante's work has inspired some of history's greatest luminaries-Longfellow, Chaucer, Borges, Tchaikovsky, Liszt, Monteverdi, Michelangelo, Blake, Dalí-and even a few modern video game designers. Despite Dante's enduring influence on the arts, however, most of us today have only a vague notion of what his work actually says-both literally and symbolically (which, of course, is of great interest to Robert Langdon). A few years ago, I became very excited about the prospect of writing a contemporary thriller that incorporated the philosophy, history, and text of Dante's timeless descent into The Inferno.

Q.Where did do your research for Inferno? How long did you spend on it?
A.Researching Inferno began with six months of reading, including several translations of The Divine Comedy, various annotations by Dante scholars, historical texts about Dante's life and philosophies, as well as a lot of background reading on Florence itself. At the same time, I was poring over all the new scientific information that I could find on a cutting edge technology that I had decided to incorporate into the novel. Once I had enough understanding of these topics to proceed, I traveled to Florence and Venice, where I was fortunate to meet with some wonderful art historians, librarians, and other scholars who helped me enormously.
Once this initial phase of research was complete, I began outlining and writing the novel. As is always the case, when a book begins to take shape, I am drawn in unexpected directions that require additional research. This was also the case with Inferno, which took about 3 years from conception to publication.
With respect to the process, the success of these novels has been a bit of a Catch-22. On one hand, I now have wonderful access to specialists, authorities, and even secret archives from which to draw information and inspiration. On the other hand, because there is increased speculation about my works in progress, I need to be increasingly discreet about the places I go and the specialists with whom I speak. Even so, there is one aspect of my research that will never change-making personal visits to the locations about which I'm writing. When it comes to capturing the feel of a novel's setting, I find there is no substitute for being there in the flesh...even if sometimes I need to do it incognito.

Q.What kind of adventure will Robert Langdon face this time? Can you give us any sneak peak at the new novel?
A.Inferno is very much a Robert Langdon thriller. It's filled with codes, symbols, art, and the exotic locations that my readers love to explore. In this novel, Dante Alighieri's ancient literary masterpiece-The Divine Comedy-becomes a catalyst that inspires a macabre genius to unleash a scientific creation of enormous destructive potential. Robert Langdon must battle this dark adversary by deciphering a Dante-related riddle, which leads him to Florence, where he finds himself in a desperate race through a landscape of classical art, secret passageways, and futuristic technology.

Q.What was the most exciting idea or story that you found in your research?
A.For me, one of the most exciting themes of Dante's Inferno is the portrayal of pride as the most serious of the seven deadly sins-a transgression punished in the deepest ring of hell. The notion of pride as the ultimate sin dovetails perfectly with Greek mythology, in which hubris is responsible for the downfall of the archetypal hero. In mythology, no man was more prideful than the man who considers himself above the problems of the world…for example, he who ignores injustice because it does not affect him directly. This notion is reflected in a famous paraphrasing of Dante's text: THE DARKEST PLACES IN HELL ARE RESERVED FOR THOSE WHO MAINTAIN THEIR NEUTRALITY IN TIMES OF MORAL CRISIS. This is a recurring theme of the novel.

Q.What made Florence the ideal location for Inferno?
A. No city on earth is more closely tied to Dante Alighieri. Dante grew up in Florence, fell in love in Florence, and began writing in Florence. Later in life, when he was exiled for political reasons, the longing he felt for his beloved Florence became a catalyst for The Divine Comedy. Through his enduring poem, Dante enjoyed the "last word" over his political enemies, banishing them to various rings of Inferno where they suffered terrible tortures.

Q.Do you have a favorite place to visit in Florence, like a library or a museum?
A.Every visit to Florence should include a trip to the popular highlights-The David, The Uffizi Gallery, The Boboli Gardens, and Il Duomo. In addition, there are a number of other locations that I find particularly inspiring. The Laurentian Library contains a breathtaking staircase by Michelangelo as well as archives of ancient manuscripts that are literally chained to their shelves. Palazzo Vecchio's spectacular Salone dei Cinquecento is home to one of the great unsolved mysteries in art history, which remains an enigma to this day. And the Battistero di San Giovanni boasts a dazzling mosaic cieling that is said to have terrified the young Dante Alighieri and later inspired his enduring vision of hell. All of these locations make an appearence in the new novel.

Q.The great detective in your novels, Robert Langdon, shares your birth date as well as your place of birth. What else do the two of you have in common?
A.Langdon and I both share a fascination with history, symbols, and codes, but this is where the similarities end. Langdon is far more daring and exciting than I am. He is, in many ways, the hero I wish I could be.

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在2013年5月14日推出他的第六部长篇小说《地狱》（Inferno）。 　　同他的前几个重磅炮弹一样，新作《地狱》仍然集历史、艺术、密码和符号于一体，而且更发挥作者善于讲故事的特长，主人公还是哈佛大学符号学教授兰登，但这次的故事背景设置在意大利的腹地，主要情节则聚焦于一部文艺复兴时期的名作但丁那部神秘的文学经典《地狱》。 　　故事中，兰登为了揭开谜团，穿梭于典籍之间，受困于神秘通道，惊讶于未来科学，最后的时间眼看就要到了，兰登还在但丁那段黑暗的诗行中苦苦寻觅着。 　　丹·布朗每次推出自己的小说都会选定一个特殊的日子。2009年9月15日他推出《失落的秘符》，引发人们对其中蕴含的神秘数字“33”进行了一番猜想。这次他选定2013年5月14日出版新作《地狱》，个中又隐含着怎样的玄机呢？读者可拭目以待。 「令人无法释手之作。」 ——《华盛顿邮报》 「惊悚小说作家丹布朗将悬疑与动作完美结合，交织了航太业、军方与华府民代等恶势力。资料上下的功夫没话说，而故事中出现的惊人仪器全是经过证实的硬体。」 ——《纽约每日新闻报》 「一部精采的惊悚小说。故事架构庞大却不失可信度，剧情开展速度令人眼花缭乱，场景令人信服，讨人欢心与惹人讨厌的角色也调配得恰到好处。丹布朗以精密的科学资讯与军事细节穿插其中，让故事读来更浑然天成。」 ——《出版人周刊》 丹．布朗对题材的掌握令人激赏，叙事手法高超，远胜惊悚类小说的其他作家。——《科克斯评论》 丹．布朗的惊悚小说步调快如火箭，转折与惊奇之多让最有经验的读者猜不完，再加上无懈可击的资料蒐集功夫，使得本书在书群中出类拔萃。——畅销作家VinceFlynn 丹．布朗对科学著迷的个性对本书有很大的帮助，巧手让地球科学与高科技武器嵌入政治野心与勾心斗角的复杂故事中，巧妙地推演可信的情节，呈现给读者的是惊爆连连、穿越异邦奇景而过的云霄飞车之旅。——《书页月刊》 好看的政治小说，好看的爱情小说，好看的惊悚小说。——《威斯康辛州报》 剧情紧张，步调飞快，壮观如火烧谷仓，令我联想起CliveCussler的DirkPitt系列小说前几集。本书从第一页到最末页让读者没有喘息的机会。全书情节找不到弱点，叙事也无可挑剔，足可证明这是一本佳作。——《圣彼得堡时报》 步调快得令人目不暇给……诸多转折保证让读者挑灯夜战，情节有趣、好看，吊人胃口的程度可比总统大选後的验票经过。——dcmilitary. com 丹．布朗以研究为职志，也乐於自我挑战，佳作《天使与魔鬼》以天文与建筑为题材，情节以文艺复兴与现代双轨进行；如今他却蹦进了太空，为航太总署增添了不少想像的空间。丹．布朗过人之处在於他引用科学恰到好处，不至於拖累故事的步调。——Booknews 一本展阅後绝不可能放下的小说。丹．布朗再度发挥匠心，隐藏坏人的手法独到，不让读者大呼不公平。警告：本书部分人物的真面目与外表有异。事实上，书中的人物、情节无一能让读者确定无异。唯一的常数是丹．布朗。只出版过三本小说的丹．布朗已跻身推理大师之林﹐下一部作品无疑令人拭目以待﹐读者将以研究前三本的热情看待第四本。——书市报告

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