'Central Detection?'
'No, ma'am, I want to be of help.'
Mrs. Oppenhuyzen shook her head. 'Well, come in, then.' She took them to the sitting room, pointed at the plastic chairs, and went upstairs.
Adjutant Oppenhuyzen came downstairs, fumbling with the cord that closed his housecoat. 'Sorry, sir. I'd gone to bed.'
'You're not feeling well?'
The adjutant sat down slowly. 'It's not too bad now. I took my medicine.'
Mrs. Oppenhuyzen sat down. 'Offer the guests something,' her husband said.
'In a minute.' She held his hand. 'I want to be with you.'
'I know what medicine you're using,' the commissaris said. 'It'll be unavailable to you from now on.'
'Oh.' Mrs. Oppenhuyzen squeezed her husband's hand. 'Don't say anything, Sybe.'
'It's all right,' the adjutant said. 'They're colleagues.'
'Shut up. Please.'
'Your husband can say anything he likes,' die commis- saris said. 'We can't press charges.'
'Make some coffee,' Oppenhuyzen said. 'I'll call you in a moment. I want to discuss something with the gentlemen.'
Mrs. Oppenhuyzen began to cry. De Gier jumped up. 'I'll go with you, ma'am. I'm good at making coffee.'
'No,' Mrs. Oppenhuyzen said. The door banged behind her.
'It was you?' the commissaris asked.
'You mean the business with Douwe?'
'You used your service pistol?'
'Let's say I did,' the adjutant said. 'There's still no proof. I've read the reports. The bullet wasn't found, and the skull had been damaged by fire.'
'You burned the body yourself?'
'Yes,' the adjutant said. 'The Chinese had the dory ready, but they left too little gasoline. The corpse should have disappeared altogether. I went to see Wo Hop, but he didn't have any more gas, and my face was hurting again. I hadn't used my medicine that night, it always makes me slow.'
'I see,' the commissaris said.
'I botched the job,' Oppenhuyzen said. 'I didn't know Douwe personally, or I couldn't have done it at all. Not a good man, was he?'
'Rather not,' the commissaris said.
'I never accepted any money, sir.'
'There is a doctor in Amsterdam,' the commissaris said, 'who specializes in your disease. You won't believe me, but he's Chinese too. Still a young man, got his Ph. D. in the treatment of neuralgia.'
'I've seen all the specialists,' Oppenhuyzen said. 'I have the incurable variety. When the pain starts up, I go crazy, I'll take anything that's around, but only heroin helps, it plucks the pain away. If only the doctors would prescribe the drug, but they're too worried about addiction.'
'Are you addicted?'
'I don't think so,' the adjutant said. 'A while back, the pain left me for a few weeks and I never even thought of the drug.'
The commissaris tore a page out of his notebook and wrote down the name and address of the Chinese doctor. 'Give htm a try. Do you have any plans for the future?'
'None,' the adjutant said. 'You heard what the chief said. Fm on sick leave until I'm old enough to retire. Maybe I'll fix my house up, the house in the city. This one will fall apart if I touch it with a hammer.'
'You're not planning to apply for an interview by Central Detection?'
'No,' the adjutant said. 'I can't be arrested on my confession alone. There's no proof. No witnesses will ever show. The Chinese who brought the boat and the gas died on the dike. And what about my wife? Shouldn't I look after her?'
Mrs. Oppenhuyzen brought the coffee in.
'I told them,' the adjutant said. 'It's all right.'
'He mustn't give himself up,' Mrs. Oppenhuyzen said. 'That Douwe wanted to bring poison in. It corrupts young people. But it never bothered Sybe. It's good medicine, but it should be strictly controlled.'
'I shouldn't have done it,' the adjutant said. 'There are some who take bribes, but that's no excuse. I've always tried to be honest. I should have talked to the chief. Douwe took a lot of money from Wo Hop to finance a big import from Turkey, but when he brought it in, he sold it to the junkies himself. Hop doesn't like that.'
'Wasn't Douwe afraid of Hop?' de Gier asked.
'He thought Hop would be arrested and kicked out of the country, but Hop has good protection.'
De Gier rubbed his hands. 'Wo Hop.'
'You can't touch him,' the adjutant said. 'If you go after Hop, you'll have to work in high places.'
The commissaris rubbed his hands too. 'We might give it a try.' He looked at his hands. 'Are you sure you don't want to talk to Central Detection? If you do, you've done everything that's humanly possible.'
'No,' Mrs. Oppenhuyzen said.
The commissaris got up. 'And do visit that Chinese doctor. You never know. Maybe it'll work out.'
'Thank you, sir,' Adjutant Oppenhuyzen said.
'You won't go any further?' Mrs. Oppenhuyzen asked.
'I don't have the authority,' the commissaris said. 'I came as a friend. Thank you for the coffee, ma'am.'
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' Was everything as expected?' Mr. Wang asked.
The commissaris dabbed his mouth with his napkin. 'Yes, certainly, a delicious dish of fried rice, Mr. Wang.'
'A cognac?'
'Some tea?' the commissaris asked. 'Pot of tea and two cups?'
Wang brought the pot.
'Do sit down,' the commissaris said.
'Tea,' Mr. Wang said, 'to celebrate our meeting. I often celebrate with tea.' He sat down, poured the tea, and held up his cup. 'I celebrated when two of my children were stillborn, and I celebrated again when two others arrived alive.'
'They're doing well?' the commissaris asked.
Wang opened his mouth and pointed at his gleaming teeth. 'One is a good dentist.'
'And the other?'
'He helps to develop warheads of atomic missiles,' Mr. Wang said. 'In the United States. A genius, that boy. I had tea with him when he finished his studies, and Til have tea again when his first missile hits a large city.'
'Your nephews,' the commissaris said, 'the young fel- lows that my colleagues arrested here two days ago, will be expelled, after they've done their time in jail.'
Wang sipped his tea.
'And if they show up again,' the commissaris said, 'which may be soon, for they won't be locked up long, you might want to call me.' He presented his card. 'Phone me at home, I'm usually in at night.'
'I stay away from phones,'Wang said.
'Your Dutch is really impeccable,' the commissaris said.
'I was born here in Bolsward,' Mr. Wang said.
The commissaris poured tea. 'I was born here, in Joure, we're both Frisians.'
Mr. Wang laughed. 'We're both Earthmen,' Mr. Wang said. 'We do have a lot in common. Maybe I will phone
