For John, I am grateful to him. It wasn't easy for him to come and tell me this. It looks like he must have come here for a special trip, and he himself said that he was just passing by. In a way, he was leaking secrets by doing this, whether they were prepared for the seventeenth game or not, it was a leak. John repaid the debt he owed me, and I settled it with him.

After that night, it really made me nervous for a while. I feared that retaliation against me would follow, though I firmly believed that was unlikely. Fortunately, life is still peaceful, and I still visit the store as usual every day, and then play chess with my uncles and uncles. During this time, I deliberately paid attention to my surroundings, but there was nothing, not even a strange face, let alone a suspicious person. This made me breathe a sigh of relief, and it seemed that I had not misunderstood what John meant. As long as I don't keep mixing, I'll be fine.

Soon after, the Chinese New Year came, and during this time, the war in Afghanistan became a hot topic, and you could hear it on the streets. The Yankees are winning over there, and the efficiency is much stronger than that of the old Maozi back then. Originally, there were many people who thought that in the end the Yankees would end up in the same fate as Lao Maozi, and let Afghanistan become a bleeding wound for themselves, but with the current development, it is estimated that it will be difficult. The Yankees are not stupid, on the contrary, he is currently the most successful country in the world, and no individual can match it. It seems difficult to get the Yankees trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

And what about Paul, where are they? There is no news. No one has contacted me in any way. I have deliberately paid attention to all kinds of news, all kinds of news about Europe, Russia, Ukraine. But none of them can be connected to those people. Of course, it is generally difficult to get information about their world through such open channels.

No news is good news. I comforted myself like this. Maybe they've already got the revenge on the part of NATO? John says those people are good hands, but Paul, and they're not easy to mess with, including Younis.

My nerves, which had been tense, gradually relaxed with the retirement of time, the still comfortable life and the self-comfort I had over and over again.

And time flies. It didn't take long to feel that the Lantern Festival had passed. As soon as the Lantern Festival passes, it means that the New Year is truly over. Everybody and all industries will get back to normal. On this day, I was called out by my father and told me to go and replenish some goods in the store.

Originally, I said just a phone call, but my dad said that you always have to meet people every year of the year, say good New Year, and have a good luck. Don't we Chinese, especially the older generation, believe this? Okay, so I agreed to come down and get up early in the morning and set off after breakfast.

And I didn't get far away when I realized something was wrong. Because there are not many people on the road at the moment, I feel that there is always someone behind me who is not fast or slow. At first I thought I was overly sensitive because of John's words. But after looking back twice and not finding anything suspicious, I immediately became alarmed.

Yes, that's not wrong. It's to be alert when you don't see any suspicious people. Because that's the most suspicious. When the old guy was training us, he said that the most successful tracking is done without the other person noticing, but that is difficult unless it is with someone who is completely unalert and untrained. In general, the more successful thing is that the other party feels that someone is following but cannot determine who is following, and it is impossible to determine whether the stalker really exists.

And that's how I feel at the moment. It's a strange feeling, how do I feel it. Because there are some sections of the road where I feel footsteps behind me, this footstep has been walking at a similar pace as me. After a while, there will still be, as long as you pay attention to feel it, you will have it. And when you try to observe it with your peripheral vision, it is difficult to see clearly.

I decided to change course and I looked at the road in front of me. There's a park not far from me, and that park has a lot of winding paths, and there should be fewer people than on the road. The old guy used to say that the fewer people there are, the harder it is to track, and more precisely, the easier it is to be detected. I suddenly realized that what the old guy had taught had become very useful, and I remember that Paul and the others, including me, were more or less impressed by what the old guy had done, and thought it was not very important. But at least at the moment I felt that I was wrong, and I began to feel that I hated books when they were used.

I quickly walked around into the park, where there were quite a few people doing morning exercises. I slowed down and looked in the direction. There was a forest in front of me, and I wanted to go in and find a chance to see the people behind me, and even subdue the other person and ask where they had been sent.

Of course, the other party may have a home with them

Man, it's dangerous for me to do this. But since you're here, you'll have to face it sooner or later, won't you?

I went into the woods. There is indeed a trail here. I took to the trail and kept the speed. It's not that you want to get rid of the other party at the moment, of course, you don't need to speed up.

After walking some distance, there were very few people in the grove. I tried to sense the person behind me, but suddenly I realized that the person behind me who had been following me seemed to be gone.

I walked a little further, and I slowed down again to try to get the one behind me to move again. But still not. I looked left and right, and there was no one here. If you go any further, you'll soon be out of the woods, and then you'll be at the gate on the other side of the park.

Or am I mistaken? Actually, no one followed me at all. I couldn't help but start to get suspicious. There was no movement behind him... I finally couldn't help but stop and look back. Sure enough, there was no one behind him at all. Not even a figure.

I continued to look into the woods on both sides, but I didn't find anything. Am I really mistaken? I revisited what I had been doing. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it wasn't a mistake, and if it was, it could only be said that the old guy's teaching not only didn't help me, but also seriously interfered with me. But there is really nothing at the moment, except for the sound of the wind coming from time to time in the woods, and the sound of people talking outside the woods, nothing else...

After a moment I sighed and I decided to get out of here. Keep doing what I was meant to do. I turned around and continued to walk quickly towards the other side of the woods. After a while, I walked out of the woods, and I looked out of the woods, and about twenty or thirty meters away was another gate.

Just as I was about to walk towards the door, a figure suddenly stood up from a bench to my right and walked towards me.

I immediately looked at this man who was coming towards me. The man was wearing an overcoat with a hat and gloves. The head is lowered and the other person's face cannot be seen clearly. I suddenly determined that this person was the person who had been following me before, and he was coming directly at me at the moment, was he going to make a move?

Just as I was about to respond, the man stopped a short distance in front of me and slowly raised his head...