In the evening after crossing the winding mountain road and arriving at the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, I finally got away from the fast pace of Chengdu and Chongqing. My fingertips were rubbing my ten-year-old Zippo, and my mind was replaying all the clues leading to Jiang Yi's early entry into Yunnan. The familiar feeling of being on guard, being planned and controlled in advance, gripped my nerves tightly, making me dare not relax for a moment.