At night, half-past ten.
Carrying a box full of cash, Shen Qiang appeared on time at a location where the urban area meets the rural on the fringes of Southern City.
By this time, the streets were sparsely populated, with the most lively spot being a barbecue stall not far away.
Shen Qiang stood silently under the canopy of a roadside bus stop, waiting for over ten minutes, when a gaunt man wearing a duckbill cap and sunglasses surreptitiously approached him.
His voice tense, the man asked, "Did you bring the money?"
Shen Qiang opened the case in his hand, displaying the neatly arranged $300,000 in cash, which made the surreptitious man's voice turn hoarse, "Walk south along this road for two hundred meters, then turn left and go in about seventy or eighty meters. The first three-story villa, they're all there."
Shen Qiang closed the money case and asked, "How can you prove it?"
The man handed Shen Qiang a small camera, saying, "It's all in here."
