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Thank you.

You were to kill all the gods.

We shot them all. But you didn't kill them all.

Get in.

All the clothing the dead man is wearing will be picked up by that CIA team.

What about autopsy procedures?

There's a CIA pathologist on his way to the morgue now. O'Connor will be working

with him.

No identifying photographs to be made of the dead man. Just check the body in as

a John Doe. Cause of death, automobile accident.

Per whose instructions?

Mine.

As authorized by Jonathan Kaye, Chief of Special Operations, Pentagon.

Yes, sir.

Pentagon wants this island sealed off. As of now, nothing leaves.

Notify all federal agencies this is J35.

Done. You'll have the evidence reports in half an hour. Query them to me at the

Diamond Head Crater.

What do you have on him, Denner?

What's always on him. Birth certificate, Leonard Walsh, Kansas City.

Passport, Walter Hanson Phoenix.

Navy discharge card, the name of Leo Seltzer, Pittsfield, Mass.

A picture signed to my fiancée, Frank.

Anybody buys all that, there'd have to be eight guys on that stretcher. Well,

you know and I know the one we'll bury is Connor.

Sir, from the submarine.

The message.

To Wofat, our position has been detected.

Per Peking instructions, we are returning at once to the homeland via

diversionary route K4M.

Good luck. Signed, the Captain.

Luck?

Our success will not depend on luck, but on forethought.

Thanks to your bungling, we must now put Contingency Plan B into operation.

Chow Lee, I must talk to that young American, uh, Tom, Tom Wong.

Whatever happens, this mission will be accomplished.

There's no enjoyment greater than to sit quietly with a cup of tea.

and possess full knowledge of those things which have not yet occurred.

That will be a report that Mr. McGarrett has left the test installation.

Yes.

Wait.

McGarrett has left.

Tell Lee Tan that McGarrett is on his way by helicopter to Diamond Head

Crater.

Good to see you, Steve.

This is a preliminary report from the scene of the theft.

How clean a job was it, Steve?

I'd say it was a very well-planned hit.

Half-hour before dawn, the dogs were drugged by darts, the kind fired from

air rifles.

GIs were shot to death, point-blank range.

We're in big trouble, Steve.

What was stolen, General?

A device.

A prototype for an ICBM guidance system.

Strategic importance is impossible to measure. This device, the unit, was the

size of two packages of cigarettes, Steve.

Yet it would replace a unit of about 36 cubic feet.

Then the entire missile could be scaled down. More mobility, less fuel. That's

right.

That device must be recovered, and quickly.

Well, at least we have some starting ground at Connor, but...

Connor, he's the one part of this puzzle that baffles me.

He was shot from outside the fence, but by nobody from the installation, and the

device was not on him.

Meaning what? Meaning he could have been killed by one of his own accomplices,

but why?

It doesn't make sense.

You know anything about this Connor?

Oh, I knew him well.

Specialized in safes, seven arrests, one conviction.

Never been known to carry a gun.

But in this case, he had a gun.

Had a silencer on it, but it had not been fired.

Now, my guess was that he was approached to pull this job. I don't think he was

bright enough or well-connected enough to plan a job of this magnitude on his

own. So you think it's possible that his partner or partners killed him to keep

all the money they would get for the device? Either that or Conner was marked

for killing from the beginning.

Steve, I've spoken to the governor, and he's agreed to my putting you in charge

of this whole thing. Whatever you say, Jonathan.

Now, I'll call the CIA, the FBI, Army and Navy, intelligence, and tell them to

work through you.

Steve, we have to recover that device.

And quickly.

No matter the cost.

For an American like me, to know where the future really lies, to know that it

dwells in China and to be caged here, to be kept from it, it's torture.

I appreciate your feeling, Tommy. And people here won't listen. Even my own

brother George, he's so blind.

Patience, Tommy.

Real patience.

That is our principal weapon.

Isn't the Hawaiian view beautiful?

Yes, you would find truth in China.

But you know we need people here too.

Americans like yourself who possess the truth.

Otherwise, who will be waiting for that moment in time when a single act could

progress our cause a thousandly? Oh, not just by inches, but by miles.

What a heroic chance for a dedicated young man like yourself.

There is no way to make them see.

Only force. Each thing in its own time, Thomas.

Your time will come, Donald.

Wait.

And when it comes, you must be prepared to do what must be done.

What have you got, Donald?

Caller out of room at 3037 Kalakaua.

Fleabag joint down by the docks. Jen and Ben are there now. I'm on my way.

Okay. What about the gun we found on Connor?

Nothing yet, Steve.

Push hard, Donner. We need the information to impress Che and the slugs

they took out of those GIs.

Will do. Anything else?

Evolve to Parker at FBI and Sinks at CIA.

Ask them both to be in my office in an hour.

Right.

Che?

Got anything on that gun I gave you, Connors? Nothing on it. I just fired a

test bullet without the silencer. I'm gonna send it to the Washington computer

again. Okay, get it off right away and mark the request A6K.

Special code numbers. What's the big deal?

You're not supposed to ask that, Jay. Excuse me, I didn't ask.

Gentlemen, we've been briefed, Steve. What do you want done?

You better get all your people into Connor's movements over the past three

to six months.

This has probably been perking a long time, and Connor's our only lead.

Are you gonna bring in Army and Navy intelligence?

They're already in, but channel all information through this office.

We need a description of the device that was stolen.

Weight 19 ounces, two and an eighth by two and an eighth by six inches long.

Pocket-sized.

Yeah. That's what's gonna make this one tough.

It could be in any pocket on this island. Turn left at this corner.

Make a right at the next signal.

Now, if the traffic is light, you'll probably be early, so wait until the

appropriate moment.

This is the man.

Is it done? It is.

George Wong is dead?

Dead or dying. He could not have survived.

How? On how.

The plan proceeds. Well done, Carl.

Now give me the details.

As you make your reports, Officer Browning will feed the information into

the computer.

Now let's start with the FBI. What do you have, Mr. Parker?

New facts, nothing. To reconfirm, Connor was a complete loner.

No friends, no women, no tie-ups.

Moved around like a fly on a lump of sugar.

Nine times in the past year.

Nothing in CIA records at all on Connor. Not even the aliases he used.

Commander Smollett?

We checked the Navy discharge.

It's a phony.

What about your people over at Army Intelligence, Sam?

Zero. We started a check of information leaks from here. So far, we haven't

found any.

Excuse me.

Jim?

There's a dead end on that phone number Connor had written down.

There's a phone booth near the Tess' installation.

Well, it's probably a waste of time now, but have Che try to pick up some prints.

Well, he's on his way now, Steve.

Okay, do you want to sit in, Che?

Something wrong?

What is it?

Well, a cousin of mine, George Wong... was killed.

I hit in one driver 20 minutes ago.

If you could spare me, I'd, uh... I'd like to work with HPD on this one.

Terribly sorry, Chin. Of course, of course I can spare you. But keep in

constant touch. You know what we're on. I may have to call you in.

Sure, Steve.

Thanks. And if there was any way we'd be on it with you?

I'll check in every half hour.

All right, gentlemen.

Obvious question.

Who would want to acquire that guidance device?

Any government with an ICBM.

But Connor was a second-rate safe man.

Any government seriously interested in stealing the guidance device would send

in their best people, not hire a mediocre outsider.

Granted, on the other hand, Connor was a loner.

Left a string of bodies. That's not Connor's style.

Besides, how do we account for the information they had to have to break

into the installation?

I mean, knowing the device even exists.

That and the fact that the thieves went directly to the safe where the device

was stored.

And if they knew where to go, they knew what to take.

There were test reports and blueprints in that safe that weren't touched.

They knew.

It could be the work of some jobber, an agent or a former agent.

Dug himself up with a pair of semi-reliable hoods, told them where to

go and what to grab, and they did it. Hang on, Jay.

I'd bet six months' pay that Gizmo is on his way to Switzerland to be sold at a

small but private auction.

It's happened before.

Steve, Jay Fong at the lab. He's got something new on Conner.

Yes, Jay. Here, hold it just a minute. I'm gonna put it on speaker.

Go ahead, Jay.

Steve, in going over Conner's clothes, we came across a small piece of flower

stamp caught in the fiber of his trousers.

It's from an unusual kind of African violet.

It's not rare, but requires careful tending. Strictly a collector's item.

Good work, Che. Thank you.

Ben, check with the Garden Society.

See if you can compile a list of people who grow African violets.

Duke, check with the nurseries, garden supply dealers, people like that.

All right, gentlemen.

To get back to question number one, who benefits most from having this device?

As I said, any government with an intercontinental ballistic missile. Any

government? That's a pretty big spread.

All right, let's narrow it down with a calculated guess.

Where is Wofat?

Nothing to tie him to this.

Well, there's nothing to say he isn't tied to this either.

So I ask you again, gentlemen, where is Wofat?

Last we heard, Peking.

Uh-uh. He's at Subic in the Philippines.

Our people had him in San Francisco.

Figures? Well, if Wofat can be in Peking...

or Subic, or in San Francisco, there is no reason to believe that he cannot be

right here in Honolulu.

Sir, from Peking.

Considering excessive trail of devastation left in your wake, your

failure is inexcusable. We are displeased, holding you personally

responsible for delivery of the device.

The signature?

Hong Su.

General Hong Su?

So, Peking is becoming sensitive about bodies, yet they expect a successful

mission.

They make my task difficult.

I can't believe he's dead, Chip.

I've come to extend my condolence to your father and all in his house.

My father is in the terrace.

How is Tommy taking it?

Very badly.

He's unbelievably shaken up.

Well, after all, they were brothers.

I'm glad to see that blood is thicker than politics.

And your father, how is he?

It's a very brave old mansion.

You'll see for yourself.

The tea, Alma, please.

There's no end to the well of my sadness, nephew.

Take comfort in the knowledge that all that can be done is being done to find a

man responsible.

I'm sure, nephew, you are going to see to it that justice is served.

There was a time when the tongues...

preserved our ancient justice.

When I would have sought out that man and demanded vengeance,

I think now that vengeance would have

a bitter taste.

Thomas, I was told that your brother met with a most unfortunate accident.

I wish to extend my condolences.

Thank you.

I only wish he could have lived long enough to have seen the true wave of the

future. Well spoken, Thomas.

May I ask how the accident occurred?

Hit and run.

The police have the car and a reliable description of the driver. He'll be

taken.

So, justice may then once be served here.

Do they know the name of the man?

No, not yet.

But he wrecked his car escaping and had to run.

Some people on the street, they all got a good look at him.

Most fortunate.

Most fortunate.

Who is it?

Open up.

What is this?

George Wong assignment.

You do recall that enterprise?

That was where I was supposed to be. I hit him.

He's dead.

True, but that is not the full extent of the incident, is it? I told you I

wrecked the car. But you didn't tell me that you were seen.

It all happened too fast for anyone to be able to identify me.

That was a mistake on your part, Carl.

Your second mistake.

It was an accident.

Semantics, Charles!

The truth of the situation is very real.

You were seen.

If you are identified, our entire plan is jeopardized.

Wolfat, no!

I can be on a plane to Australia in an hour.

You could be, Carl.

But you'll not be.

Steve, what's up? There's been a murder here.

A man raised orchids and African violets. That's good.

Recognize it?

By mean.

Steve, he had six varieties.

This one is the right strain to match up the stem fragment we found on Connor.

Any way to prove that that particular one came from this plant?

Not too likely, but it's possible.

I'll see what I can do. And have a look over here.

I'm taking all the ashes back to the lab with me.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's good, Shade.

See if you can decipher these letters.

I'll take anything you can give me on this, on the violets and on the weapon.

We may have a new lead, gentlemen.

We won't be sure until Dan Williams gets here with an identification of full

report. Meanwhile, any new developments?

We have a definite fix on Wolfat's movies. Okay, let's have it. He left

Peking on Sunday. He was in New Zealand on Tuesday.

He was then booked on a plane to Guam. The ticket was used.

but it wasn't Wolf Fatt.

We found he has two doubles who meet him and replace him at various times.

This was one of them. We cross-indexed the times and locations of an

unidentified submarine, and matching that with the report that Wolf Fatt left

New Zealand on Tuesday night, the probability is that he was on that sub.

Headed where?

There was a sighting 220 miles off Hawaii.

It was picked up again the next afternoon 90 miles off Oahu.

Not much doubt it was coming here.

If Wolf Fatt was on that sub...

Then the odds are he's here now.

Anything, Denham? Full package on the dead man. His actual name is Chu Sing

Tu, also known as Carl Tu.

Taiwan Chinese national.

He worked the smuggling rackets, became a contract killer.

He was being hunted for two murders on Taiwan when he disappeared.

Next time he was seen was when we saw him, dead.

Every man we have available must be assigned to this case, gentlemen.

This is no longer top priority. It's the only priority.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

The next step tonight.

Doc says one more minute.

Good.

Chin, did anyone in the Wong family object to the autopsy?

No.

They were baffled, but they agreed.

And no one objected? No, Steve.

No one.

All right, for your information, Sims tells me that Tom Wong is still an

active Maoist. He's become more cagey since his arrest and conviction.

No more waving of Mao's little red book, but that's still his bag.

Now, I'm going to want to talk with him.

I know he's part of your family, Chen, and I can't order you, but...

With what's at stake here, I'd like you to be there. I think you can help.

All right, Steve.

Gentlemen.

It wasn't his heart, Steve.

Mr. Wong was suffocated. There were traces of fiber in his throat and mouth.

Until we get the analysis back from the lab, we can't be sure, but it looks like

his pillow was held over his face.

Also, there was some...

Epidermal tissue under his nails.

I've sent that down to the lab for analysis, too.

My guess, Mr. Wong struggled, scratched his murder.

When will we get the full report, Doc?

As soon as I hear from the lab, you'll hear.

Thank you, sir. You're welcome.

Now, can you tell me why I had to get up in the middle of the night for this one?

So if those officers hadn't identified Carl, too, well, then you wouldn't have

been able to tie him to the two deaths in the Wong family.

Well, we have some open questions, Jonathan. There's no doubt about it.

I forgot what I was going to say.

You better get some sleep, Steve.

Yeah, yeah.

We'll run it again tomorrow, Steve.

There is one small comfort to sleep on the...

The guidance device hasn't shown up yet anywhere else, so... The odds are it's

still on the island.

All right, Jonathan.

I'll give you a full report first thing in the morning.

Good night.

Good night, Steve.

Thomas, I came as soon as possible.

I understand, Thomas.

That is why when I heard of your father's death that I wanted to see you.

I share your loss, Thomas.

But I also bring you good news to ease your loss.

Your father's time has ended, Thomas.

Now is the beginning of your time.

How? The single most important service to our cause will soon rest in your

hands, Thomas.

Now I must ask, are you prepared to do whatever it is that must be done?

I would gladly give my life.

How? On how?

Steve. Well, I don't know.

What do you got?

Some hot coffee and some information.

Thanks.

Old Mr. Wong was suffocated with his own pillow.

And the epidermal tissue under the fingernails was human, blood type A.

What type is the old man?

AO.

Tastes like battery acid, but it's good.

It's good.

Well, it was on the hot plate all night.

What else?

Che Fong sent the violet plant from Carl Two's and the piece of stem from

Connor's body to the university for a full analysis.

We got lucky.

Two used a special plant food. He mixed it himself.

No question but that the piece of stem found on Connor's body came from Two's

plant. In fact, the report says it's impossible to have come from any other.

So that locks Connor and Carl Two to each other.

That's not all. They were killed with the same gun.

Carl II burned Connor, the Army installation, and then someone got a

hold of his own gun and shot him with it.

Any prints on the gun?

No. Wipe clean.

What about those burned fragments of paper that Che came up with at Carl

II's? He was working on it when I left him.

Okay, Don. When Chin comes in, tell him I'd like to see him and stick close to

Che and those burned fragments. See if they can make anything of that printing,

huh? Right.

I'm gonna chow if you need me.

Are you certain he was not followed?

There is no one.

He is alone.

Thomas.

You want me, Steve?

Yeah, Chin. I want Tommy Wong picked up for questioning.

I want you to do it.

I know he's your cousin, but I'd rather you do it than anyone else.

You're on to something.

Well, it's only a theory, and it's a wild one. Whether it holds up or not

depends on a couple of questions I've got to ask your cousin.

Steve, no matter what Tommy's political views are,

I can't believe his involvement in the death of his own brother and father.

We don't know that he is, Chin.

But we do know that there is a connection between the Wong family and

that stolen guidance device.

OK. That much we know.

If Tommy is involved in the theft, he's probably being watched now.

Find some excuse to bring him in. We don't want to give him an opportunity to

signal anyone.

They'll need a special permit for the funeral.

My uncle wanted a traditional ceremony and burial in Taiwan.

I'll use that as an excuse to bring him in. Good.

Theory, huh?

If I'm right, Chin, the centerpiece of this plot is an ancient Chinese

tradition.

I'll go get Tommy, bring him to room nine.

This is my cousin, Thomas Wong, Steve McGarrett.

Tom, my condolences.

Thank you.

Chin tells me I have you to thank for arranging the special permit for our

traditional funeral procession, Mr. McGarrett.

My sisters and I thank you for our father.

Tom, I'm afraid I have some rough information for you.

Would you sit down, please?

What do you mean, rough information?

About what?

Both your father and your brother were murdered.

That's preposterous.

George was killed in an accident.

My father's heart failed.

That's exactly what the killer wants us to think.

Is there anything you can tell me about these murders?

There were no murders.

There was an accident and an old man who died of natural causes.

All right.

I really think you believe that.

And I accept your statement that you know nothing about the murders.

So there are a few facts you should know.

Daniel, will you get the lights, please?

Sit down, please.

Gary.

You know this man?

No. Then who? His name was Chu Sing Tu, known as Carl Tu.

He was a contract killer involved in a burglary here in Honolulu. He killed his

accomplice and later got killed in turn.

We believe he works for a man named Wu Fat.

That name mean anything to you?

What does this Carl Tu have to do with my family?

He was the man who murdered your brother, ran him down, tried to make it

look like an accident.

I was told it was hit and run.

How can you be sure this was the man?

Positive identification by four witnesses. But you're saying that he did

it on purpose.

My brother never even knew this man. I never heard him mention any Carl Tu.

That's true.

Your brother did not know Carl Tu.

But Carl Tu knew who your brother was.

He was his target.

I don't believe it.

Jerry.

Che, these charred fragments were found in Carl Tu's house after he was killed.

The paper is standard bond.

Any watermark was destroyed when it was burned.

But the typeface is distinctive.

We checked it out. The printing was done by a Chinese printer downtown Liu Su.

There was only one job he did where the letters NG and AI were in the right

position. Jerry?

Tom,

your brother was killed as he was crossing the street, walking away from

his office.

This was how Carl II knew where to find him.

Why else do you think he burned it?

Incriminating evidence.

Yeah. And Carl II was killed in turn because he bungled the job.

He was seen by witnesses, and Wofat does not like bungled jobs.

Why kill George?

What reason?

Same reason your father was killed.

You don't expect me to believe my father was murdered, too.

He was smothered with his pillow.

Jerry... This is the autopsy report.

He scratched his killer.

That was all he could do to fight for his life.

This is all a lie.

All of it! Lie! Lie!

Lie!

Listen to me. Listen to me.

Why would we lie to you?

to preserve some other lie?

No, Tom.

It's all true.

Why would anyone kill my father? He was old.

Die? Why?

All right, Tom, listen to me.

Listen to me carefully.

Both your father and your brother had to die so that you would be left the eldest

son.

I don't understand.

Now you're being used.

Whether you like it or not, you're being used. Your father wanted to be buried in

Taiwan. Wofat knew that.

He needs something smuggled out of this country. What better way to do it than

in a coffin bound for Taiwan?

He could easily get it from Taiwan to mainland China.

Now, do you understand?

But first, he needed someone he could trust to put the object in the coffin.

Your father had to die so that he could be buried in Taiwan.

George had to die so that the responsibility would fall to you as the

eldest son to carry out your father's instructions.

Now, it's obvious George would not cooperate with Wofat, but a dedicated

young Maoist would.

No.

No.

No comrade would murder my father and brother. Oh, you don't know Comrade

Wofat. I don't believe you!

All right, let me ask you this, Tom.

You don't have to answer if you don't want to.

Just think the answers through in your own mind.

Did you see Wofat today?

Was he with a tall man, the man he's always with?

That tall man is Wofat's most trusted assassin.

He is the man who killed your father under Wofat's instructions.

Now, did you notice any scratches on the tall man?

Backs of the hands, maybe?

Now take all those facts and put them together.

And let me ask you one more question.

Did Wofat ask you to help him smuggle something out of Hawaii?

You want to see me?

I want to see Woffat.

Impossible. Make it possible.

I'll try to get a message to him. What is it?

Tell him.

Tell him there is a question I must ask him, face to face, before the funeral.

But the funeral is tomorrow at noon.

That's right.

I must see him tonight or in the morning, but no later than noon

tomorrow. If I don't see him, this coffin will not be placed aboard the

ship for Taiwan.

If I don't see him, my father will be buried here in Hawaii.

A very dangerous message.

Tell him.

It is time.

No, not yet.

We cannot delay any longer.

We will wait. You are the eldest son. It is your obligation to begin now.

I am the eldest son, and I say we will wait.

How long?

Till I tell you.

You said you had a question to ask me. Ask it and quickly.

Yes, comrade.

One question.

Did you have my father and brother murdered?

Thomas.

I'll take the device now.

You used me.

For only a moment longer.

You betrayed me. Thomas, you betrayed China.

So,

Mr. McGarrett.

What happened this time, Wolfat?

Your luck ran out?

No man is perfect, Mr. McGarrett.

Every man's plans and designs are born of imperfect minds.

Interesting.

This is a genuine United States passport?

It is.

You profess to be a U.S. citizen?

I profess to be a citizen of the world, but specifically for the moment, I am as

my passport declares.

Ah, that I am glad to hear, because as a U.S. citizen, I can also charge you with

treason.

There's an irony for you.

And with robbery and with murder as well.

and those charges I guarantee you will stick.

Then I should be grateful for the abolition of capital punishment, should

I not?

Yes, send him in.

There's a gentleman on his way in who has been looking forward to meeting you

longer than I have.

This would be Mr. Jonathan Kaye.

There's a plane waiting to take Mr. Wofat to Hong Kong, Steve.

There's a what?

Wofat is being returned to his government, and the decision is firm.

Jonathan, this man is a murderer. There's a string of a dozen bodies tied

to him. Steve, I know that as well as you do.

The decision is still irrevocable. What do you mean it's irrevocable?

He committed crimes in this state, capital crimes.

This is my jurisdiction.

Why is it irrevocable?

Mr. K will explain as soon as I've left.

We see now your imperfection, Mr. McGarrett.

Had I been in your place, I would not have taken you alive.

That I can be sure of.

Given the option, however, I know that you would always preserve my life.

May I begin my journey now, Mr. K?

I believe my continued presence would only cause Mr. McGarrett greater anguish

than he already feels.

There's an escort waiting outside to take you to your plane.

You may keep the passport and the other few items as mementos, Mr. McGarrett.

I wish you continued good health.

Mr. K?

Zaijian. Zaijian.

You sold me out, Jonathan. You sold me out!

Well, then, Steve, believe me, there was no choice.

That I cannot accept!

All right, Steve, you're entitled.

There was a U2 incident.

That was under Eisenhower. Not this one. This was three years ago, over China.

Only this time, no one took his shoe off and banged it on a table. This time, the

Chinese just took the pilot and threw him in an isolation cell.

And they kept them there for three years, incommunicado.

Now, Steve, we tried every form of negotiation there is.

They wouldn't even discuss it.

Until today.

They're exchanging wool fat for that pilot. That's right.

Captain Russell Kempton is on his way home, Steve, today.

You made it possible.