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In the Shanghai of the occupation era, four madames played mahjong under glaring daylight lamps. As they shuffled the tiles, their diamond rings sparkled brilliantly. Madame Yi, the hostess, was married to the head of Wang Jingwei's intelligence agency; among her three female guests, two were also married to men serving in Wang’s government. The youngest, Madame Mai (Miss Wong), nominally was Madame Yi’s goddaughter—she alone did not wear a diamond ring. But her glossy, bright red lips and her delicate hexagonal face stood up to the merciless direct light, while the harsh play of light and shadow emphasized the "valleys" of her chest. She had met Madame Yi two years earlier in Hong Kong. After Hong Kong fell, Mr. Mai's business stopped, and Miss Wong came to Shanghai on her own, where she was taken in by Madame Yi.

The diminutive Mr. Yi stood behind his wife watching the game, and at an opportune moment, he gave Miss Wong a secret signal. Miss Wong then excused herself, claiming she had something to do. She took the Yi family car out, instructing the driver to stop at a café, and sent him back after that. Then she entered the café to make a phone call. Afterward, she hired a rickshaw to take her to another café, Commander Kai’s, where she waited for someone. That someone was Mr. Yi. Originally, Miss Wong was a student at Lingnan University. Before Guangzhou fell, Lingnan University moved to Hong Kong. After Wang Jingwei and his entourage arrived in Hong Kong, she and several classmates, feeling like displaced students with a desire to serve their country, spontaneously organized themselves as amateur spies. They devised a plan: one of the girls would get close to Madame Yi, then seduce Mr. Yi, Wang Jingwei's confidant, luring him out to be eliminated. Naturally, the bait chosen was Miss Wong, the leading lady of the school drama troupe. Unfortunately, the fish didn't bite, and the plan failed.

After the attack on Pearl Harbor, when sea routes reopened, these students transferred to Shanghai, where they connected with a Nationalist spy. This spy strongly encouraged them to continue their operation, so Miss Wong reconnected with Mr. Yi. Today was the day they had set a trap to assassinate Mr. Yi at a predetermined location. After waiting for half a day, she finally saw a charcoal-powered car arrive—it was unmistakably his. She went out and got in. Mr. Yi told the driver to take them to Fokerson Road for a rendezvous. On the way, Miss Wong mentioned there was a nearby store where she wanted to repair an earring conveniently. Naturally, Mr. Yi could not refuse to accompany her. The car turned around, crossing the street from Yili Biscuit Shop to Ping An Theater. Opposite was the very café Commander Kai’s.

Upon entering the jewelry shop, after discussing the repair of her earrings, Mr. Yi voluntarily proposed fulfilling his promise by buying Miss Wong a diamond ring as a keepsake. The Indian owner received them in a loft between two floors at the back of the shop, presenting her with a six-carat pink diamond ring to try on. “It was extremely well-cut, shining brightly like an alien star, red with a mysterious allure.” Miss Wong knew that the assassins were already lying in wait. In this “moment stretched taut into eternity,” she questioned whether she had perhaps fallen a little in love with Mr. Yi. Seeing the gentle, tender expression on his face, she suddenly thought, “This man truly loves me.” But it was too late. She whispered softly, “Hurry, go!” He immediately understood, jumping down the stairs and bursting out the door. The car screeched loudly. Bang! Was it the sound of the car door or gunfire? The car drove away.

Mr. Yi returned and immediately ordered a lockdown, executing all those captured, including Miss Wong. Once again, he stood behind his wife watching the mahjong game, thinking about Miss Wong. “He felt her shadow would forever linger beside him, comforting him. Although she hated him, her final feelings towards him were so intense that they transcended any specific emotion—they were simply feelings. They were in the primal relationship of hunter and prey, tiger and伥, ultimate possession. Only now was she truly his person in life, his ghost in death.”