Red Moon

AI 8 lianxi Contact

Little Eyeball said in her stiff version of the beautiful voice of Zhou Xuan, “Ready to transmit.”

The analyst sat by the Unicaster 3000 unit, hesitating over the keyboard. Time to send a hopeful greeting to the wayward princessling Chan Qi. He found he was nervous. Slowly he typed,

Hello, Chan Qi.

I’m a friend in China.

I work under the Great Firewall, in what some call the Invisible Wall. Colleagues of mine are surveilling you and others organizing the three withouts. I’m sure you know about some of this. I like your efforts, and would like to help you succeed in them.

He looked at the message for a while, then hit send. This kind of phone pair was quantum encrypted, but capable of exchanging only a relatively tiny thread, a string of binaries almost like Morse code, tapping on the ether itself.

He contemplated the device as he waited for a response. Possibly she would never write back, given that he had mentioned the Great Firewall. He had admitted to being someone in national security; why reply? But she had been traveling with the American who worked in quantum encryption, and the analyst had had this device sent to them hoping that the quantum expert would explain to her how the entanglement of the qubits inside the devices meant no one could overhear their conversation without them knowing of it.

Of course his phone could be in an office of the Ministry of State Security with a crowd of policemen reading its screen, but even if it were so, they would not be able to find her if she answered them. So he waited with some curiosity.

A reply appeared on his screen:

Why should you want to help me when you work on the Great Firewall?

He wrote back, I work under the Great Firewall. I helped design it, and I can use it to help people sometimes, if I want to.

Why do you want to help me?

I want to help the three withouts.

Why?

The Party exists to serve the people. As Mao said, “The people alone are the motive force in the making of world history.”

And yet you work in a security agency.

I feel it’s best if the people are secure. But then the question becomes, what creates the greatest security? For me, when the people are happy the country is safest. So I like your ideas.

How do you know what my ideas are?

You are often surveilled. I’ve heard recordings, I’ve read transcripts.

Did you work for Xi?

I did. He was a good leader, all things considered. I helped design his poverty eradication campaign, back in the twenties.

How could you do that from a security agency?

My work has always been in quantum computers and artificial intelligence. President Xi asked us to investigate how we could help eradicate poverty. That turned out to be hard, as early efforts often are. But there were some results that helped push poverty down.

And yet the problem still exists.

President Xi’s fourth term came to an end, and he could not extend to a fifth. Even the fourth term was hard. Progress was impeded by the struggle over who would come after him. After he was gone his influence waned and new policies were pursued. The leadership since his time has been weak. They are not interested in poverty eradication. They are only fighting among themselves now, thinking they could become the next Xi.

Who in the leadership do you support now?

I support Peng. Also your father. Also Liu and Yi. These and other people are trying to solve the outstanding problems. But they are not in control now. Shanzhai wants one of his supporters to succeed him as leader. He is working for that result at this Party congress. He has chosen Huyou, the worst of them.

I want to destabilize that whole regime.

I know. I think that might be a very helpful effort. I think it’s worth a try. This is my opinion.

So what do you want from me?

Nothing. I want to tell you what I am seeing here, concerning your surveillance and the surveillance of your group.

So tell me.

Most of the security agencies pursuing you are not yet aware that you went back to the moon in one of Fang Fei’s rockets. But one of them has now found out, and that could represent a danger.

Red Spear?

Yes.

So they know where I am.

Probably so.

So I should leave where I am.

Probably so. I would if I were you. Fang Fei is a positive force, but he may not be able to protect you.

At this point there was a long pause. The analyst wondered if she had ended the conversation. The device showed the channel was still open, but she might not know how to shut it. Although probably the young American would know, if he was with her.

Then another message appeared. I’ll contact you again later.

Thank you.

The channel closed.

The analyst sat back in the seat, took a deep breath. His hands were quivering slightly. It was at times like this that he most regretted having quit smoking. For most of his life, he would have lit up at a time like this. Now he observed his breathing, in and out, in and out. It was almost like smoking.

“Alert,” his AI said.

“What is it?”

“Tunnels one and four have collapsed.”

“What do you mean?”

“I am no longer receiving the taps you had moving through those tunnels.”

“What about the others?”

“Two and three are still functioning, also five through thirty.”

“Find out what you can about these closures, please.”

“I will.”

Someone was in pursuit.