Chapter One: Zero in Ten Minutes

In the parking garage, Shen removed an anonymous cash card from the wedding car's spare tire. It held exactly fifty thousand yuan. An unknown number then sent him a photograph. Wanxing sat unbound in the rear of a black car, looking directly at the camera. Reflected in the glass was an ancient crest: four fish circling a closed eye. The caption read, “Welcome back to the bottom, Mr. Shen.”