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Lin Wang.
    “No!” roared Bonner.
    The pliers came down slowly this time. Bonner flinched. Lin Wang smiled and jerked back. Once more the pliers descended.
    “I’ll sign!” cried Bonner.

    The pliers came down slowly this time. Bonner flinched.
Lin Wang smiled and jerked back. . . .
“I’ll sign!” cried Bonner.
     
    They unfastened his right hand and slid a board under his arm. They thrust a pen between his shaking fingers. From his left hand blood dripped slowly to the floor.
    Bonner wrote what Lin Wang dictated.
     
I, George Bonner, do hereby confess to the murder of Captain Randolph for the purposes of robbery aboard the SS Rangoon off the Coast of China. I murdered Captain Randolph with a belaying pin, crushing his skull, found the combination to the safe among his papers and extracted the loot. On request, the money and certificates are waiting at the shop of Loi Chung—Nanking Road.
Signed: George Bonner
Witness: Yang Ch’ieu
     
    Lin Wang read the paper over, watched by Bonner’s pain-deadened eyes.
    “You did kill him, didn’t you?” said Lin Wang, affably.
    Bonner gave him a sick nod.
    Lin Wang reached into his desk and extracted a German automatic pistol. “Any prayers, my good Bonner?”
    “Jesus! You’re not going to—”
    The concussion of the shot boomed through the small room. Blue smoke eddied about Bonner’s chair. Lin Wang fired again. Bonner slumped, a bullet between his eyes.
    “Take him out,” said Lin Wang with an airy wave of his dangling hand. He blew the smoke out of the muzzle and placed the automatic back in his desk.
    “This confession,” said Lin Wang, “is valid and perfectly satisfactory to authorities. Had I turned you over to them, they might have cleared you and that would have been that. But now, Kurt Reid . . . ”
    “What’s your game?” demanded Kurt.
    “Game? That suggests hunting, doesn’t it? Then, Kurt Reid you are going hunting.”
    “You’re insane!”
    “Of course,” said Lin Wang. “I find it most pleasant. You are supposed to be a fighter and you can get by where a Chinese could not. This confession I keep here with me, in my jacket. When you have killed your game, bring back its scalp and you shall have the confession.”
    “You mean I’ve got to buy that with murder?”
    “Precisely, Kurt Reid. You are a very intelligent gentleman, I must say. I shall make very sure that you do not escape. In fact, I shall lend you Captain Yang Ch’ieu and six members of the Death Squad.
    “I choose you because you may escape unscathed in the Japanese lines. Yes, the Japanese lines. You are to proceed to Kalgan on the Great Wall, there find one they call Takeki, the Courageous, a notorious spy, very harmful to the peace of China, one who is responsible for much of this Autonomy move. You will kill this Takeki, and when you have brought me evidence that you have done so, you shall have this confession. Then you will be a free man.
    “But if you do not kill this Takeki, through Captain Yang I will inform the authorities where you may be apprehended and I shall have men appear at your trial as witnesses against you, thereby making it certain that you die a criminal. There is no escape for you.
    “And if you go too wrong in this, you saw what happened to this man Bonner. Perhaps I would not trust the authorities. But however that may be, Kurt Reid, kill Takeki and you are a free man.”
    “So that’s why you did all this.”
    “Of course. But do not make the mistake of thinking that this Takeki is anything less than a demon. He may try you very much before you finish with him. My own men could not approach him at all, but you, as a white man, speaking their language, should be able to do it and escape.
    “I might remind you, Kurt Reid, that something of the fate of China rests on your shoulders.”
    “You went far enough around to put it there,” snapped Kurt. “All right. I’ll try it. Let me up from here.”
    Captain Yang unlashed him and pulled