漢密斯建議先帶我入住酒店休息一下。我說可能不行，因為我從報紙上得知，中共已命令全國所有的星級酒店在客人登記入住的三小時之內，把客人的身份資料通報公安局。
漢密斯於是決定把我帶到另一個地方暫住。
我們邊走邊聊。
「您為什麼有興趣採訪大法弟子？」我問漢密斯。
「你們很勇敢。現在天安門廣場每天仍然有大法弟子去和平情願，很活躍。」
我想起四年前我們四位大法弟子在天安門打橫幅的情景……
「四年前我在北京和一位外國記者合作過。」
「哪位記者？」
「伊安•約翰遜」
「他因為對法輪功的報導獲得了普利策獎。」
原來，四年前，從我這裡得到陳子秀女士家人的聯絡方式後，伊安利用不久後國際風箏節在濰坊舉行的機會到了濰坊，採訪了陳女士的家人。
採訪完後伊安寫了一篇報導，講述了陳女士如何因為堅守對大法的信仰而在中共的洗腦集中營被折磨致死。
這篇報導在二零零一年四月二十日的《華爾街日報》頭版登出後，在美國引起很大震動，為伊安贏得了二零零一年度的普利策獎。
當晚，我在漢密斯為我找的臨時住處寫了一封短信給伊安。
「在過去的幾年裡，我遇到了很多英雄，您是其中一位……」
我的眼淚滴落到信紙上。
（待續）
(英文對照)
Hamish suggested that I should check into a hotel to take a rest first. I said it might be risky, for I had known through newspapers that the CCP had ordered all the star-hotels in the country to inform the local Public Security Department of their guests’ identities within three hours after their checking in.
Hamish thus decided to take me to a place where I could stay for a while.
We talked along the way.
“Why are you interested in interviewing Dafa practitioners?” I asked Hamish.
“You are courageous. Now there are still Dafa practitioners going to Tiananmen Square every day. Very active.”
I recalled us four Dafa practitioners holding up a banner in Tiananmen Square four years earlier…
“I once worked with a foreign correspondent in Beijing four years ago.”
“Who?”
“Ian Johnson.”
“He won the Pulitzer Prize for his coverage of Falun Gong.”
Later on I got to know that, four years earlier, after obtaining the contact number of Miss Chen’s family, Ian went to Weifang while an international kite festival was being held there, and interviewed with Miss Chen’s family.
After the interview Ian wrote an article, relating how Miss Chen had been tortured to death in the CCP’s brainwashing gulag due to adhering to her belief in Dafa.
The article was published in the front page of Wall Street Journal on April 20, 2001. It made a stir in the United States and won the 2001 Pulitzer Prize for Ian.
That night, in the dwelling place Hamish found for me, I wrote a concise letter to Ian.
“Over the past several years, I have met a lot of heroes, and you are one of them…”
My tears dripped on the writing-paper.
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