Chapter 40: Zero-Sum Game
The rain in Port Klang wasn’t the cleansing monsoon of the highlands; it was a heavy, oily downpour that smelled of diesel, rusted iron, and the salt of the Malacca Strait. In the back of the SUV, Su Nian felt the rhythmic thrum of the engine through her boots. They were moving through a labyrinth of towering shipping containers—giant, colorful metal tombstones stacked six stories high. The blue light of her laptop was the only illumination in the vehicle, casting long, spectral shadows over her face. Her fingers moved with a mechanical, unfeeling precision, closing the final digital loops of their existence. "Status," Lu Tingshen said, his eyes fixed on the rain-blurred maze ahead. He was driving with a focused intensity, his grip on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white s
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