A Case of Two Cities

store. She also sliced a thousand-year egg with a thin thread, which took no time, and divided the small dish of leftover soy-sauced pork with leek he had taken out of the microwave.
     
    She, too, had been extremely busy. In addition to her accountant job at the state-run restaurant, she helped more and more with the private-run restaurant. She did not have as much time to cook at home. But the soup tasted good, enhanced with an egg and a handful of chopped green onion.
     
    Over the meal, Yu told her about Chen’s new assignment. That was the question she was going to ask, sooner or later.
     
    “What about his anticorruption investigation under the Party Discipline Committee?” she asked, without looking up from her rice bowl.
     
    “It has to wait until he comes back. The delegation assignment was a decision made at a higher level.”
     
    “So he has to go.”
     
    “He can’t help it.”
     
    “But it’s—” she said in an elated voice with the spoon between her lips, “it’s also a good opportunity for him.”
     
    “Why?”
     
    “He may meet that American woman officer again—what’s her name?”
     
    “Catherine Rohn.”
     
    “Yes, that’s her name. She really likes things in China. She studied Chinese in college, I remember, but for one reason or another, she ended up being a cop. In that, she’s like him. They are both in a career they hadn’t planned for themselves. She had dumplings with us at our old home, don’t you remember that? We still have the food mixer in our kitchen cabinet.”
     
    “I remember, that’s a gift from her. But I doubt whether they will meet there. As the delegation head, he will be in the political limelight—and then with her?”
     
    “Your boss is still single.” Peiqin did not respond to the question directly. “I’m not talking about the one in Beijing. Such a distance between them. And such a gap too. I don’t think that’s good for him.”
     
    She ladled some more soup onto her rice, and then added a little water. It might be too spicy for her. The instant food was not that good after all.
     
    “Well, he mentioned his Beijing girlfriend Ling today.”
     
    “In connection with his investigation?” She looked up sharply.
     
    “In a way, yes. He mentioned her when he talked about his concern for his mother. No one takes care of her during his trip abroad.”
     
    “The old woman is in poor health, I know, and his HCC girlfriend Ling is in Beijing.”
     
    “Yes, he wants me or you to call her regularly. I mean his mother.” He added, “And I also have permission to contact Ling in an emergency.”
     
    “Really!” She raised her chopsticks involuntarily. “That’s not good. Now, is it just because of his mother’s health?”
     
    “He’s concerned with her safety too. He gave me Ling’s number.”
     
    “That sounds worse.”
     
    “I know. It’s the first time he has talked to me about her. He usually avoids the topic, you know. According to someone in the bureau, their relationship has been strained. I doubt whether she would help him.”
     
    “Things might be more serious than he has told you, or he wouldn’t choose to play the last card—I mean Ling. What else does your boss want you to do?”
     
    “He also wants me to follow up some possible clues. Nothing officially,” he said vaguely, and checked himself at the sight of her chopsticks coming to an abrupt stop in midair, like a wand in a magician’s hand.
     
    “Your chief inspector may be a capable cop—but he may not be so capable of staying out of trouble.”
     
    “What do you mean, Peiqin?”
     
    “He is part of the system, so to speak,” she said, dipping a slice of a thousand-year egg into the soy sauce. “He may fix a small problem here and there, like a loose screw, or a broken nail. But when the whole system is in a mess, what can he do? What, but put on a show—nothing but a show— whenever there is anything remotely like a stage?”
     
    “He’s above that,” he said, surprised at her harshness. “At least, he doesn’t believe he puts on a show.”
     
    “The system has not treated him too shabbily. His position, his room, his car, and whatnot. He may believe he’s in serious business. It’s useless.”
     
    “I’ve tried to talk him out of it, Peiqin, but as a cop, he has his responsibilities. And he insists on carrying on with the investigation, so—”
     
    “So you have to throw in your lot with him. The government may