Early the next morning, Xia Lei hailed a taxi from the village and went to the city. He called Tang Yu-Yan on the way there and went to her place, carrying the box with the sniper rifle.

Xia Lei pressed the doorbell and Tang Yu-Yan’s voice came inside. “Didn’t I give you the keys?” 

Tang Yu-Yan was in the living room but she did not come over to open the door for Xia Lei. Xia Lei smiled wryly, then fished for his keyring and the keys Tang Yu-Yan had given him. He opened the door. 

He saw a new addition to the living room when he walked in - a wooden dummy. Tang Yu-Yan stood in front of the dummy, practicing Wing Chun. She seemed to be afraid of the wooden dummy hurting her skin or giving her bruises or something, for she had wrapped it in thick layers of gauze. 

The wrapping made the wooden dummy look like a zombie-mummy and it looked rather comical. 

Tang Yu-Yan did look good, though. She was in her black exercise bikini again; skin-hugging racer-back top and short shorts, full chest and buttocks,...