Don’t Cry, Tai Lake

had questioned her earlier in the morning, focusing on her recent arguments with Liu. Her work as an environmental engineer, she admitted, hadn’t been agreeable to Liu. It was also true that Liu had been making things hard for her. But she’d never even thought of murdering him.
    A dog’s barking in the distance, fierce, persistent, broke her reverie.
    No one had accused her of anything yet, but how it would play out, no one knew. She was under a lot of pressure. Not only from the cops, but from her coworkers as well. People were talking and pointing stealthily behind her back, as though she were the prime suspect.
    So it wasn’t such a bad idea to let Chen accompany her to the ferry. It distracted her, albeit temporarily, and kept her from dwelling too much on those disturbing thoughts. He turned out to be not unpleasant to walk with.
    “Oh, something happened at your company today?” Chen asked, as if reading her thoughts.
    She didn’t want to talk about it, but she responded nonetheless.
    “Liu Deming, the general manager of our company, was murdered last night.”
    “Oh, that’s horrible.” He added, “Has the murderer been caught?”
    “No, there are no suspects or clues so far. He was murdered at home—or, to be exact, at his home office not far from the company office.”
    “Did he have enemies or people who really hated him?”
    “You’re talking like a cop, Mr. Chen.”
    “Sorry, I was just being curious,” he said. “You’re right. It’s not a pleasant topic.”
    After another turn in the road, they came within view of the lake. Chen pointed at a flat-bottomed sampan and, like a tourist, declared, “Look.”
    The sampan dangled on a frayed rope tied to a stunted tree at the edge of the water, which looked impenetrable. As they moved closer, however, there seemed to be a swirl of movement down there with a silver glimmer under the surface. He picked up a pebble and flicked it into the water.
    “It’s so peaceful here,” he said. “The air contains a sort of quietness unimaginable in Shanghai.”
    “The ferry is further to the south. We’re taking a different route from the usual tourist path.”
    “That’s great,” he said, then changed the subject again. “You said something about the water quality earlier.”
    “So you’ll be able to see for yourself. We are walking there now.”
    Several minutes later, she slowed down.
    “See the green stuff over the water, Mr. Chen?”
    “Yes, green algae, but please call me Chen, Shanshan.”
    “Can you smell it?”
    He squatted down, inhaled deeply, and frowned.
    “Oh, it’s horrible,” he said, shaking his head. “The lake used to be a scenic attraction because of its clear water. When I was a kid, even tea made with lake water was better because of it, or so my father told me.”
    “Would you now make tea with the lake water?”
    “No. Now I understand why you carry a bottle of water with you. But how could it have become so heavily polluted?”
    “The algae blooms that are ruining Tai Lake, like other Chinese freshwater lakes, are mainly caused by high concentrations of nitrogen and large amounts of phosphorus in the water. In the past few years, industrial emissions have been getting more and more out of control. The result is what you see today.”
    “Nitrogen is a main ingredient in soap powder and fertilizer, right?”
    “Yes, it is also found in many other chemical products and wastes,” she said. She pointed to the buildings looming along the far shore of the lake. “Look at them. Paper mills, dyeing factories, chemical companies, and whatnot. In the last twenty years or so, those plants have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain. Now they make up more than forty percent of the city’s total economic output. Relocating them is out of the question—there are too many of them. The local officials aren’t eager to do anything about it.”
    “How do you explain that, Shanshan?”
    “As the old saying goes, when there are too many people involved, the law cannot punish. For the local government, the most important thing is to show off their accomplishments to the Beijing authorities—particularly in terms of the local economy. The city government has pledged an annual revenue increase of ten percent. At what expense the increase is achieved is not their concern. On the contrary, any environmental effort that could reduce the income is unacceptable to them. They’re concerned only with how they’ll move