As dawn broke over Tokyo one day last week, Chou Hung-ching decided he had no time to spare. Chou, 44, was an engineer with a seven-member scientific delegation from Red China; in five hours the group was scheduled to start back to Peking. Casually, Chou told his colleagues that he was going to take an early morning stroll. He walked slowly out of the Palace Hotel, picked up speed as he left the lobby, then ran into the middle of the street, where he stuck out both arms and desperately flagged a cruising taxi.
In faltering Japanese, Chou ordered the...
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