The Interior

He cleared his throat. "Inspector Liu," he said formally, knowing without doubt that someone would be listening given the circumstances, "have you seen this morning's paper?"

"No, uncle, I haven't," she said without looking up. "You know I try not to read our papers. I have learned from personal experience that what they say is not necessarily true."

Zai stared at his protegee. She was speaking to him with her mouth, but her words were clearly for the others-if they were listening. He realized then that she'd come here for two reasons. The first was that she had a legitimate reason to look at Sun's file. The second was that she suspected something was about to happen and wanted to get her position on record with the people who'd be monitoring their conversation.

He pushed the paper across the desk and watched as she looked at the four photographs that blotted the front page. The first had been taken last night and showed Governor Sun, Henry Knight, and Randall

Craig. The second showed the Knight factory. The third was of a Chinese woman-a foreigner from her dress, haircut, and know-it-all expression. In the article Zai had read that this Pearl Je

Hulan picked up the paper. Unlike the others who were listening, Zai had the benefit of watching Hulan's reaction as she sca

Hulan winced, and Zai knew she'd come to the section where Pearl Je

Hulan set the paper down in disgust. The government controlled the newspaper and this story wouldn't have appeared if Hulan didn't have powerful enemies, but it was also true that Bi Peng had it out for her. This time the reporter had surpassed himself. By tonight this news would be on television. By tomorrow it would go out across the country. It might take two or three days to reach deep into the countryside, but these lies would get there eventually.

On the other hand, Hulan also had some powerful friends. It was to these unseen people that she spoke now. "Attorney Stark is i

"In many ways I'm most concerned with these lies about Governor Sun. As you know, Vice Minister, I've been curious about him. I'm an investigator of facts. My job is to look for criminal activity. I think that I've done a good job over the years. But as I look at his personal file and as I've talked to him, I see nothing to suggest that he would be guilty of any acts of bribery. Still, I believe we're being manipulated into thinking he's to blame."

"Nevertheless, if he has run away, then we must find him." "Of course, Vice Minister. Have you already authorized this as it says in the paper?"

"I will authorize it now."

"Good," Hulan said. "When we find him, I'm sure that he'll be able to clear away all ambiguity." For the first time since she'd entered his office, Zai heard the deceit in her voice. But would the others, who didn't know her as well as he, hear it as well?

Hulan stood. "Thank you for your time, Vice Minister. I will keep you informed of my activities."

Zai followed her out the door, past the cluster of chattering assistants, down the stairs, and into the parking lot. They stood in the middle of the courtyard and hoped they wouldn't be heard. "Are you so sure of what you said, Hulan?"

"I'm sure that David, Miss Quo, and I are i

"Maybe it's politics. He may be too popular and they want to bring him down as they have done to you."

"Um, perhaps."

"What is it?"

"Someone has doctored his dangan."

Zai recoiled. "This can't be!"

"In some sections the paper doesn't match. In others it appears to be the same person making the report, and yet the calligraphy is subtly different. I only have my bare eyes, but I think a lab would be able to verify my conclusions."

"They've put damaging information in it?"

"Just the opposite. His file reads as thought it were for Mao or Zhou. It's perfect. Every place that you'd expect to find criticism is only praise. He was not targeted during the Cultural Revolution, yet I know that the people in and around Taiyuan were very harsh and cruel."

"Why change his file to make him look good if they're going to accuse him of corruption so publicly?"

"This is exactly the question I'm wondering."

Zai contemplated Hulan. He admired her fortitude, but always worried that it would get her into trouble.

"Tell me this," he said. "Do you still believe this has something to do with the death of your friend's daughter?"

"Yes, and what Bi Peng wrote about the Knight factory is true. It's all linked."

Zai grunted. This was not what he wanted to hear.

"I think you should leave the city," he said at last.