Crazy grandpa gave me three walnuts before he died. On my 28th birthday, I smashed the first one as per his last words. Inside the walnut is a note: Go under the overpass and kowtow three times to the first beggar you meet. Although I felt embarrassed, I still did it. I didn't expect that the beggar was an undercover agent. Later I found out that I had already been targeted by human traffickers, and that kowtow unexpectedly saved my life.
