couple thousand kilometers south of Longhua, on the coast across from
Formosa.
Same thing happened there a few days ago. The Chinese, of course, are
sweating buckets trying to keep the lid on, but our sources say it was
another verse of this song.
Group insanity coupled with murderous violence. Survivors in both
towns tell the same tale. All of a sudden, everybody went bug fuck and
started attacking everybody else, no reason. This includes those who
lived to be interviewed.
They were minding their own business and blapf they were enveloped in a
killing rage that overwhelmed them. None of them can explain it. It
just suddenly seemed like a good idea to fold, spindle, or mutilate
their family and neighbors to death.'
'What do the Chinese investigators think?'
'They don't have a clue. They've checked for drugs, poison,
psychedelics in the water, diseases, the weather, earthquake activity,
even bad feng shui, and they haven't found anything. Whatever caused
it came and went, and it didn't leave any traces.'
'And what does the CIA think?'
'The CIA doesn't think. Boss, it just collects data and passes it
along. I have a standing order with my pal for anything weird, it
comes in as a Priority One Call, which is why we got it.'
'I'm sure your friend would be happy to hear you have such a high
opinion of him. What do you think?'
'Well, what this looks like to me is some kind of deliberate test.'
Michaels stared into space.
'And you think it is the Chinese doing it to their own people?'
'Can't say for sure, but why not? Take out a few, who's gonna miss
'em? They got more than a billion more where those came from.'
'Jay--' 'Sorry, bad taste, I apologize.'
'But the Chinese investigators seem surprised from these reports.
Wouldn't they know?'
'Left hand not telling the right what it's doing? Happens all the
time, all over. State doesn't tell the CIA. The spooks don't tell the
Army. We're part of the FBI, and the feebs don't tell us a whole lot
of things. Why would things be any better in China? That's assuming
the investigators aren't part of the coverup.'
'And why it is our problem. Jay? How does this end up floating in our
punch bowl?'
'When you asked me to poke around in that HAARP thing, this came in
almost immediately. It rang a bell. You remember the guy you told me
about who came by while I was camping. The scientist from HAARP?'
'Morrison, right.'
'Uh-huh. Well, he mentioned something about mind control and
low-frequency radio waves.'
'He said it wasn't feasible.'
'Maybe not. Or maybe it is. Maybe the Chinese were the ones poking
around in the HAARP computers and maybe they swiped it. It just seemed
awfully coincidental, given that this was exactly the kind of thing
somebody would want to do if they could do it.'
