When Wu Ling's voice fell, the man stopped mid-smoke and looked the three of them over again, his gaze settling on the camera.
A few seconds later, he nodded. "Sure. Come with me."
The man led the way, taking the three of them through the small door behind the Buddha statue.
Beyond it was a corridor lined with doors. One corner of the rectangular courtyard was open, and it looked like there was a back courtyard as well.
That meant the temple covered a fairly large area.
The man took Greenleaf's people to the first room on the left. There wasn't much furniture inside, just a table and a few chairs. There were teacups and a teapot on the table, and a thermos stood on a cabinet nearby.
The man gestured for them to sit, picked up the thermos, and rinsed the tea set with hot water. Then he took a tin of tea leaves from the cabinet and began brewing tea.
There was no brand printed on the tin, just a bare metal container.
As he brewed, the man said, "Our loose-leaf tea's pretty good."
"Thank you," Wu Ling said.
The man wasn't preparing an elaborate gongfu tea service. Once the tea had steeped, he poured a cup for each of them.
Wu Ling took a sip, then set down her cup.
The DV camera was placed on the table, its lens angled slightly downward, capturing the man's whole face and most of his body.
The man still had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He didn't drink any tea, but sat somewhat crookedly as he asked, "Did that young fellow from last year send you?"
Wu Ling immediately picked up the conversation. "You remember Mr. Dou?"
"Dou? I don't know what his name was. Just some young guy,