337 I Will Not Kill You. Not So Soon.

[Where are you?] Jiang Jinyan typed. [I have arrived at the location.]

He stood on an intersection, red lights above his head counting down for fifteen more seconds. Around him were passersby who were similarly waiting to cross the road. Jiang Jinyan pocketed his phone and looked around. He had made an appointment with that suspicious person and here he was, late in the evening when people were supposed to get off work. 

The crowds around him were getting larger and the air was filled with chatter and laughter. A few students in school uniform were animatedly chatting about where they should go on a trip for Christmas and winter break.

Jiang Jinyan pulled down his mask slightly and exhaled a puff of white mist from his mouth.