In the darkness of night, a Hummer zoomed towards the north, out of Jingdu. The wheels squelched in the mud and there was no one around in its surroundings. The vehicle continued moving forward, as if seeking the darkest, most remote place. 

The bumpy road woke Gu Ding-Shan from his rest. He recalled that the car had been heading to Mongolia and that Mongolia was his first stop in his escape. However, he now found himself on a small, deserted-looking road in the middle of nowhere. The darkness before him made him nervous. “Where are we headed?” 

“Boss Gu, there were police cars earlier. We have to hide from them,” said the driver. 

“And Old Qiu? When is he coming?” asked Gu Ding-Shan. He was inexplicably unsettled. 

“He will come, Boss Gu. Don’t worry,” said the driver. 

The car went on. The bright headlights illuminated an empty space. Ahead was a small hill and a reservoir. 

Gu Ding-Shan was suddenly struck by a thought and he abruptly drew his gun to point...