When Red Is Black (Inspector Chen Series #3) [NOOK Book]


Inspector Chen Cao of the Shanghai Police Bureau is taking a vacation, in part because he is annoyed at his boss, Party Secretary Li, but also because he has been made an offer he can?t refuse by Gu, a triad-connected businessman. For what seems to be a fortune?with no apparent strings attached? he is to translate a business proposal for the New World, a complex of shops and restaurants to be built in Central Shanghai, evoking nostalgia for the...
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Inspector Chen Cao of the Shanghai Police Bureau is taking a vacation, in part because he is annoyed at his boss, Party Secretary Li, but also because he has been made an offer he can’t refuse by Gu, a triad-connected businessman. For what seems to be a fortune—with no apparent strings attached— he is to translate a business proposal for the New World, a complex of shops and restaurants to be built in Central Shanghai, evoking nostalgia for the “glitter and glamour” of the 1930s.

It is up to Detective Yu, Chen’s partner, to take charge of a new case. Yin, a novelist, has been murdered in her room. At first it seems that only a neighbor could have committed the crime, but when one confesses, Yu cannot believe that he is really the killer. As Yu looks further into Yin’s life, ample motives begin to surface, even on the part of Internal Security. But it is only when Inspector Chen steps back into the investigation that the culprit is apprehended. And then Chen discovers how Gu has played him and how he, in turn, can play the new capitalist system.

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Editorial Reviews

Maureen Corrigan
When Red Is Black offers a complex and riveting portrait of Shanghai, a city in transition from a proletarian dictatorship to a capitalist playground where "nostalgia sells." The larger and more disquieting mystery -- what will happen to dutiful workers like Detective Yu, and even Chief Inspector Chen, as Chinese society continues to change -- is necessarily left unsolved.
The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
Like its predecessors Death of a Red Heroine (2000) and A Loyal Character Dancer (2002), Qiu's third Inspector Chen mystery provides an insightful look into modern China. When Yin Lige, the author of a banned book, is found murdered in her Shanghai apartment, detective Yu Guangming and his boss, Chief Inspector Chen Cao, must solve a case that may have far-reaching political and social implications. (The "red" of the title refers to Mao Zedong's Red Guard, the "black" to the supposed enemies of the working class denounced during the Cultural Revolution.) Yu doggedly pursues all leads, even as personal misfortunes threaten to ruin his life. Chen must help from afar as he takes time off to earn extra income translating business documents for an ambitious entrepreneur. Suspects range from the poignant "shrimp woman," who peels shrimp for a living, to possible enemies from the distant past. Yu soon uncovers the long-ago romance between the victim and Yang Bing, a college professor. This love affair, delicately rendered, allows the author to include many fragile but beautiful Chinese poems. Deftly depicting a China fractured along class and party lines even in matters of love, Qiu also dramatically demonstrates how the past affects the daily lives of Chinese people today. Only a banal solution to the mystery spoils an otherwise engrossing read. (July 1) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
In his third outing (A Loyal Character Dancer, 2003, etc.), usually unflappable Chief Inspector Chen is one confused Chinese about Shanghai in transition. What Chen knows, Chen really knows-for instance, how to outmaneuver Party Secretary Li and the rest of the brass at the Shanghai Police Bureau, or how to run a first-class homicide investigation, no matter how intricate or sensitive. When Yin Lige, the high-profile, bestselling author of Death of a Chinese Professor, is found murdered in her apartment, he doesn't break a sweat or cut short his vacation. Detective Yu, his second in command, is his man on the spot, he informs a flustered Secretary Li, implying that a Chen-picked man would quite naturally maintain Chen-like standards. It's only in connection with a project like the luxury community development proposed by the New World Group-on which Chen is engaged in a bit of moonlighting-that he feels as if his grip on reality has loosened. "There's a new term," his Western-enamored friend dubbed Overseas Chinese Lu tells him: ". . . conspicuous consumption. And a new group of people, the middle class." Clearly, then, it's not Mao's China any more. But at least one reality remains reassuringly intact: Bad guys make dumb mistakes, enabling good guys to catch them. Wanders a bit, but Chen and his men in a fascinating setting easily redeem minor flaws.
From the Publisher
“[Qiu Xiaolong’s] finest novel."
The New York Times

“A vivid portrait of modern  Chinese society . . . A work of real distinction.”
The Wall Street Journal

“These are mysteries to savor.”
Booklist, Starred Review

“Chen is the fascinating creation of poet and translator Qiu Xiaolong . . . As in Qiu’s first two books, the ghosts of Mao’s bloody Cultural Revolution . . . lead to murder.”
Chicago Tribune

“Read When Red Is Black for insights into understanding today’s Shanghai and China.”
St. Louis Post-Dispatch


“A great read.”
The Guardian

“The most sophisticated series to date, and one feels Qiu pushing the envelope of the detective series genre.”
Asian Review of Books

 “Shanghai in transition . . . Fascinating.”
Kirkus Reviews

Publishers Weekly

 “[A] terrific series . . . A cultural twist and unusual direction that make [Qiu’s] books well worth reading.”
Rocky Mountain News

 “A terrific murder mystery.”
The Midwest Book Review

“Captivating and Intriguing.”
—Mystery News

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781569477854
  • Publisher: Soho Press, Incorporated
  • Publication date: 8/1/2005
  • Series: Inspector Chen Cao Series, #3
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 320
  • Sales rank: 282,499
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Qiu Xiaolong, a prizewinning poet and critic in China, now teaches at Washington University in St. Louis, where he lives with his wife and daughter. His critically acclaimed Inspector Chen mystery series has sold over a million copies and has been published in twenty languages. 

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By Qiu Xiaolong


Copyright © 2004 Qiu Xiaolong
All right reserved.

ISBN: 1-56947-396-X

Chapter One

Detective Yu Guangming of the Shanghai Police Bureau stood alone, still reeling from the blow. Its impact had been slow in coming, but when it came, it nearly crushed him. After months of meeting after meeting, negotiation after negotiation, he had lost the promised apartment in Tianling New Village. It was a new apartment, and had been officially assigned to him; the assignment had even been announced, to thunderous applause, at the bureau.

In the overpopulated city of Shanghai, home to more than thirteen million people, the housing shortage was grave. The assignment of an apartment was a significant event. For many years, it had been up to one's work unit-the Shanghai Police Bureau for Yu-to decide which of its employees would get a room or an apartment from the unit's annual government allotment. As recognition of his outstanding service of more than a decade, Yu had finally been awarded a two-bedroom apartment-or at least the keys to it. But before he could even make plans to move, the apartment had been unexpectedly taken back.

Yu was standing in a small courtyard, littered with dust-covered odds and ends, the discards of all the families living in this old shikumen-style building, which housed no fewer than twelve families, including his. The ancient courtyard looked like a junkyard, which was what his mind felt like. He lit a cigarette.

The explanation-or pretext-for the withdrawal of the apartment involved the adjustment of debts among the state-run companies. A creditor of another state-run company had seized some of the new apartments in Tianling New Village just built by the Golden Dragon Construction Corporation. Among them was the very unit assigned to Yu. This reversal of fortune was absurd; it was as if a roasted Beijing duck had flown back into the sky.

A few days earlier, when delivering the bad news, Party Secretary Li of the Shanghai Police Bureau had had a long talk with Yu before concluding, as always, on a characteristic positive note: "Economic reform is ushering in great changes. A lot of these changes would have been unimaginable two or three years ago. Our housing system is affected too. Soon, Chinese people will no longer have to depend on a government-housing quota. My brother-in-law, for example, recently bought a new apartment in the Luwan District. Of course, you are still at the top of the list here. The bureau will take your case into special consideration. Even in the event you purchase an apartment in the future, we may be able to get some housing compensation for you."

This was to be his consolation!

After more than forty years during which housing in the city had been government-assigned, a new policy made it possible for people to buy their own apartments, but, as the saying went, Policy may change three times in a single day. No one could foretell the future of reform in China. For Party Secretary Li's brother-in-law, owner of several expensive restaurants and bars, there had been no problem in purchasing an apartment at the price of four thousand Yuan per square foot. For Detective Yu, a low-level cop with a monthly salary of around four hundred Yuan, such an expenditure was a dream he could not dare to dream.

"But I have already been awarded the apartment," Yu had said stubbornly. "It was a formal bureau decision."

"I understand. It's not fair to you, Comrade Detective Yu. Believe me, we have tried everything possible on your behalf. We are all aware that you have done an excellent job as a police officer. But we have done all we could. We are sorry."

Li's smooth talk did not change the hard fact: Detective Yu had lost the apartment.

It was going to be a terrible loss of face too. His friends and relatives had learned about his new apartment, all of them had congratulated him, and some of them had prepared for a house-warming party. Now what?

But what worried him far more was the reaction of his wife, Peiqin. During the fifteen years of their marriage, they had always been, Holding hands together, talking, talking, talking, in the words of a popular song. Since their days as "educated youths" sent to Yunnan during the Cultural Revolution, and then as one of millions of ordinary couples in Shanghai, they had always been close. Of late, however, she had seemed withdrawn.

This was not hard for him to understand. All those years, he had brought little home in comparison to her. It was undeniable, and occasionally unbearable too, that Peiqin earned more as a restaurant accountant than Yu as a policeman. And this gap had increased in the last few years, as Peiqin had received many bonuses. Not to mention the free delicacies that she brought home from the restaurant. The initial announcement about the apartment had momentarily pulled him up a peg or two, so to speak, in both their estimations. She had been ecstatic, telling everybody about the apartment he had been given "because of his excellent work."

Since they got the bad news, though, she had hardly spoken. He contemplated this, the cigarette burning down between his fingers. Just another sign that as a low-level policeman in today's society, he was going nowhere.

In his father's days, Old Hunter, a cop too, had at least enjoyed the dignity of being part of the "proletarian dictatorship" and the knowledge of being equal in material terms with everybody else in an egalitarian society. Now in the nineties, it was a changed world: one's value was one's money. Comrade Deng Xiaoping had said, "Some should be allowed to get rich first." Some did, absolutely. And in this socialist country, becoming rich now meant becoming glorious. As for those who did not become rich no matter how hard they worked, the People's Daily had no comment.

A conscientious cop, Detective Yu did not have so much as a room of his own, although he was already in his early forties. The one single room in which he had lived with Peiqin and their son Qinqin since their return to the city in the early eighties, had originally been a dining room, in the wing of the house that had been assigned to Old Hunter in the early fifties.

Peiqin had not really complained, but after this apartment fiasco, her silence spoke volumes. She had once questioned his dedication to police work, although not directly. In this time of "economic reform," it was possible for people to make their own career choices, even if some paths involved risk. As a cop, Yu had his "iron rice bowl" which, for many years, had meant life-long job security in Chairman Mao's communist utopia. The iron-unbreakable-rice bowl was a synonym for a permanent job, with guaranteed income, medical benefits, and food ration coupons. But now having an iron rice bowl was no longer so desirable. Geng Xing, one of Peiqin's former colleagues, had quit to run a private restaurant, and, according to Peiqin, made five or six times more than at the state-run restaurant. Peiqin had talked about Geng's choice as if expecting some response from Yu, he remembered.

This was a crisis, Detective Yu concluded somberly, grinding out his cigarette butt on the concrete sink in the courtyard, before he went back to their room.

Peiqin was washing her feet in a green plastic basin. She remained seated, hunched over on the bamboo stool, without looking up. There were puddles of water on the floor. Inevitable. The basin was too small. She could hardly flex her toes in it.

In their "educated youth" days in Yunnan, now almost like another life, Peiqin, sitting beside him, had dabbled her feet in a brook, a clear, peaceful brook that ran behind their bamboo hut. At that time, their one and only dream was of coming back to Shanghai, as if everything would then unfurl before them like the rainbow against the blue sky. A flash of light on a blue jay's wings. Then a shrimp in the water had seized her toe, and she had fallen against him in panic. They had returned to the city in the early eighties, but only to this single twelve-square-meter room, to the realities of life. Few of their hopes had been fulfilled except for the birth of their son Qinqin, who had grown into a tall boy. For them, the rainbow over that distant brook had long since disappeared.

In that new apartment in Tianling, there was a small bathroom, where he had planned to install a shower head. Shaking his head, Detective Yu caught himself crying over spilled milk once again.

On the table behind Peiqin, he noticed a bag of steamed barbequed pork buns, from Geng's restaurant, presumably. Business there was brisk. Peiqin had been helping Geng with his accounting work, and he paid her with food to take home.

Was it possible for Yu, too, to do some work on the side in his spare time?

Then the phone rang. It would be the police bureau, he guessed, and he was right.

Party Secretary Li could not find Chief Inspector Chen Cao, Yu's boss on the special case squad, at this late hour. There was an urgent new case-a murder-so he was calling Yu.

"Yin Lige," Yu repeated the name of the murder victim after putting down the phone. Li had not explained much except that it was politically imperative to solve the case. Yin must have been well known, Yu assumed, or the case would not have been assigned to their squad, which dealt with crimes with political implications. However, he could not think of anything in association with that name. Yin was not a common Chinese surname, and if she had been famous, he should have heard of her.

"Yin Lige!" Peiqin spoke for the first time, repeating Yu's words.

"Yes. Do you know anything about her?"

"The author of Death of a Chinese Professor. The name of the professor was Yang Bing." She added, drying her feet with the towel, "What happened to her?"

"She was murdered in her home."

"Is the government involved?" Peiqin asked, cynically.

He was taken aback by her response. "The bureau wants us to solve the case in the shortest time possible. Party Secretary Li said so."

"Everything may be political for your Party Secretary Li."

She might be referring to the way some investigations were conducted under Li, but also, possibly, to the withdrawn housing assignment. Peiqin suspected that the state-run corporation three-way-debt explanation Li had given was only as an excuse to take back the apartment. Yu had no political clout at the bureau.

Yu himself had suspected this, but he did not want to discuss it now. "What was Yin's book about?"

"The book was based on her personal experience. It's about an old professor falling in love during the Cultural Revolution. It received a lot of media attention, and was controversial for a while." Peiqin got up, holding the basin in her hand. "Shortly after its publication, it was banned."

"Let me help you," Yu said, carrying the basin out to the court-yard sink. She followed him outside in her slippers. "There are a lot of books about the Cultural Revolution. What made hers so special?"

"People say that some descriptions in the book are too realistic, too full of bloody details for the Party authorities to swallow," she said. "The novel attracted critical notice abroad, too. So the official critics called her a dissident."

"A dissident, I see. But the book is about the Cultural Revolution, about the past. If she's not involved in today's freedom-and-democracy movement, I cannot see why the government would have had to get rid of her."

"Well, you have not read the book."

Maybe Peiqin was still reluctant to talk, he thought, after this curt reply. Or maybe she didn't want to talk to him about books. That was one difference between them. She read, he didn't-usually.

"I'll read it," he said.

"What about Chief Inspector Chen?"

"I don't know. Li cannot find him."

"So you will investigate this case."

"I think so."

"If you have questions about Yang-sorry, about Yin-I may be able to help," she offered. "I mean, if you want to know more about the book. I will have to read it again, I think."

He was surprised by this offer. As a role, he did not discuss his cases at home, nor did she show much interest in them.

This evening she was volunteering to help, after having said practically nothing to him for days. Well, it was progress.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 15, 2004

    exciting Chinese police procedural

    Party Secretary Li cannot find Chief Inspector Chen Cao, so he assigns the investigation of the murder of author Yin Lige to detective Yu Guangming. Though Yu needs to find an apartment in overcrowded Shanghai, he cannot ¿politically¿ refuse a case given to him by the Party Secretary. He quickly learns that Yin wrote a banned book on falling in love during the Cultural Revolution. Meanwhile the Shanghai New World Group CEO Yu provides Chen with an offer he cannot refuse. He will pay Chen an exorbitant fee to do him a favor by translating a major business proposal into English. <P> Yu pursues threads that lead nowhere while Chen earns money translating the business documents. Still Chen advises his junior partner on how to proceed. Soon Yu finds out that Yin shared a romance during the Cultural Revolution with Professor Yang Bing. Could someone have silenced the author because of something that occurred when Yin and Yang were together at a time when the Red Guard reeducated or killed the Black (anti worker)?<P> The third Chen tale is an exciting Chinese police procedural, but somewhat different than that of the two previous novels (see DEATH OF A RED HEROINE and A LOYAL CHARACTER DANCER) as Yu leads much of the investigation. The deep look at modern day Shanghai and brilliantly incorporating Chinese poetry into the love story of Yin and Yang enhance the story line. Though the ending seems soft, perhaps because the rest of WHEN RED IS BLACK is so powerful, Qiu Xialong provides a deep look at how historical events impact the present inside a terrific murder mystery.<P> Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2015


    I knew nothing of China during the Cultural Revolution until I read this book. You learn so much more than a detective novel.

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