"Are you here yet?"
"I arrived two days ago."
"...I meant, are you at the airport? I just landed!"
"Please head to the underground parking lot, to the inner location. The license plate is Sichuan AXXX, I'm in the car, just open the door and come in."
Beep.
The phone receiver emitted a busy sound. In the dimly lit underground parking garage, the middle-aged man at the driver's seat silently exhaled a smoke ring before extinguishing the cigarette in the car's ashtray.
In the rearview mirror of the car, a bearded face gave off a resolute and weathered feeling.
Jintan Shun pondered briefly, then opened the IPAD tablet on the stand, dragging the video's progress bar from the end to the beginning, and pressed play.
After a rustling noise, the video came to life.
It was a barren desert, a muddy yellow in sight with no trace of green.
