Chapter One: A Death Date for Twenty Yuan

He picked up the bloody ring and smiled directly at Shen Yan. Shen Yan opened his eyes. The ring was clean. The desk calendar read November 17. Seven days later would be the twenty-fourth. He searched for “Linjiang wedding Wanqing.” The first result was a local wedding planner's post congratulating Lin Wanqing and Zhou Zi'ang on their November 24 ceremony at Cloud Bay Hotel. The bride in the photograph was the woman from the vision. A new anonymous comment appeared beneath the post. “Mr. Shen, you have seven days to decide what this ring is worth.” He looked through the glass door. Across the rain-soaked street, an unlicensed black car slowly turned off its lights.