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Fang Yuan
Retired mountain scout
Twenty-eight, 180 cm, cropped hair, looks more like a hiker. Cobalt sun jacket, black long sleeve. He marks the exit first. Tourism on paper. Zhao Lei in fact.
Few words. Hands first. Night one: out of the restaurant, a scratch on the forearm, the motel abandoned, the Wrangler pointed east. The scab closes too fast — the mycelium armor in the trailer is buried here.

