"Because the third indicator is still lit."
"What happens there?"
Luo Ren took a breath.
"The final scene."
"Meaning?"
"The dragon stops in the center."
"Then?"
"The head opens."
Yan Cijin waited.
"And?"
"Fireworks."
Yan Cijin stared.
"Inside the city?"
"Yes."
"Right now?"
"Probably."
Bai Li looked at the old fireworks tubes mounted along the dragon's back.
"Those are real?"
Luo Ren looked worried.
"They were."
"Then this is more dangerous than you said."
"That's why I was trying to stop it."
The dragon entered the square.
Its movement became slower.
The stage inside opened completely.
A small curtain lifted.
Painted puppets began moving.
The central platform rose.
The old music reached its loudest point.
Bai Li looked at the dragon.
"How do we stop the fireworks?"
Luo Ren pointed to a panel near the head.
"There is a safety switch."
"Where?"
"Inside."
"Of course."
The dragon stopped.
Yan Cijin brought the motorcycle to a halt behind it.
