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The west entrance of Kowloon Park is located at the teeming end of Nathan Road, a seemingly never-ending strip of hotels, mid-range fashion stores, restaurants, cafes, bars, jewelry stores aronics shops selling Japanese and ese imports at grossly inflated prices. Despite the long tradition of bargaining in many of the neon-bathed retail establishments lining the pavements, it was a rare punter indeed who came away with a real bargain. However, prices were cheaper than anywhere in the Western world so every gadget or item bought on Nathan Road was still sidered a bargain by a mostly tourist tele.The atmosphere at this end of Nathan Road is distinctly touristy, traced with hints of illegal immigration, visitors from less affluent tries in Asia and Africa who have out-stayed their three-month visas. There’s a strong Muslim element on Nathan Road, especially at prayer time when a sizeable k of Hong Kong’s Muslim residents and tourists head towards the white marble dome of Kowloon Mosque with its four mis defiantly proclaiming the faith in a land where Taoism, Buddhism, fuism and a dwindling Christianity are the key mediums through which Hong Kong citizens fulfill their need fion.
There’s a certain anything-goes quality to Tsimshatsui, the area straddling this end of Nathan Road, which stands in stark trast to prim and proper Hong Kong Island just across Victoria Harbor. If Hong Kong was the older son of a wealthy mert who excelled at school and was hand picked to run his father’s empire, then Kowloon as viewed from Tsimshatsui was the younger brother that never graduated from high school, ’t hold down a job but sure knows how to have a good time.
In the 1830s, Kowloon Park used to be a British military base overlooking the vessels anchored in Victoria Harbor. The overzealous land reclamation policies of successive Hong Kong governors and govers had since resulted in the harbor shrinking over the years like a reg hairline. Yet, no matter how much more land was reclaimed or how many new skyscrapers emerged from the sidewalks, Kowloon’s thirst for erd the fast buck remained unquenchable.
Li Jin’s slow train from Beijing arrived at the East Rail Station, known as the Kowloon-ton Railway Station in pre-unification times, at approximately two o’>.</a>clo the afternoon. It had been a mere ten-hour trip from Beijing, yet the journey had felt like it had taken forever. It had taken him a scary half an hour to emerge from the s checkpoint. Nobody had checked his bags. The immigration officers, sated from lunch, did not seem to have the energy. Li Jin bought himself a ticket to Xian fht o’clock that same night and headed towards nearby Tsimshatsui.
The tedium of the journey had had some bes though. It had afforded Li Jin some mueeded time to fiune his hastily structed plans. Why use a radio when he could have instruct the Russian to pick up a disposable mobile pho one of the many Sunday phone shops dotted around Hong Kong. You could order the phone online, choose a number and prepay for a specifiumber of minutes in plete anonymity.
There was a dirty sole irain partment. Part of the monitor had been discolored with some unknown liquid, probably the result of motion siess, but it was definitely useable. Li Jin waited until the other passengers in his four-person par for a bit, figuring out the best spot to make the transa. He would then call Krachev at precisely 5.38PM and instruct him on the place for the meeting. Given that Krachev was staying at the Peninsula Hotel, Li Jin figured that the Russian would use the entrance beside Kowloon Mosque. What time would the Muslims be having their evening prayers? Even as he pohe ao this question, Li Jin was formulating a plan in his head. The puter that mahe queues called his number and instructed him to head to ter number eight. Another luumber.
Ten minutes later, Li Jin had deposited the quantum neuroprocessor in a bearer safety deposit box. The tents of the box automatically beloo anyone who had possession of the deposit slip. That would avoid any plicatioe the associated risk. As he walked back down Nathan Road, he thought about the implications of what he was doing for the first time. What happened if Krachev sold the chip to Russian mobsters who then resold it to terrorists or criminal syndicates? If the final owners knew what they were doing, and the process of selling the chip on would surely ehat they did, they could potentially bring about a major disruption in the balance of power. But then, what good was the chip without the be of a powerful AI to take advantage of it? An AI like Black Jade. You could fabricate as many of these processors as you wanted but without the right software all you had was a smart processor, ohat increased its performance over time. Even when Moore’s Law was still in effed ?puting power doubled every eighteen months, the lack of truly intelligent software had meant that much of the increase in raw processing power had been wasted on meaningless applications.
A sign outside a mall called the Miramar Shoppire annouhat there was a food court in the basement. Li Jiered the mall a his body break out in goose pimples, or chi skin, as the phenomenon was known among ese. The air-ditioning too high. Hong Kong people loved their air-ditioned shopping malls and covered walkways. They offered refuge from swelteri and oppressive humidity. The artificially cooled interior reminded Li Jin of the lab at Tsinghua that he would probably never see again.
As he rode the escalators to the basement Li Jihat strange feeling people had when they were being watched. He looked up and sed the crowds on the escalator moving in the opposite dire. A small ese man was staring ily at him as the escalator went by. Li Jin’s heart skipped a beat. The man was a mainlander and the look on his face had unmistakably been one nition. The man’s mask-like face showed nothing but Li Jin had seen his eyes. They had been studying him with the iy of a predator about to poun its prey. Li Jin turhe other way and when he was sure the man was out of sight started walking briskly dowher side of the escalator. As soon as he hit the bottom, Li Jin broke into a run.
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