Late at night, the streets were deserted.
Although it was not yet nine o'clock, there were hardly any people on the streets. A chilly wind brushed against the face, making the night feel even colder than the day. A group of four or five people followed an old lady, turning left and right, briskly walking through the alleys.
Zhao Guihua was among them. She had made herself a mask to cover her face, preventing others from seeing her features. When she visited Auntie Lian in the evening, Auntie Lian stared at her for a full thirty seconds and exclaimed, "You're really sly!"
Zhao Guihua followed Auntie Lian, not paying attention to the others around her. The others were also acting suspiciously, some with scarves covering their faces. Such activities were best done without revealing one's identity.
