SHANGHAI -It's 8 a.m., and the dingy apartment building is momentarily unguarded. A woman sweeping her doorway across the street cranes her neck to watch the American walking hurriedly toward the home of her infamous neighbor. I knock, keeping my back to the police camera hidden in the hallway. An elderly man-not the one I've come to see-answers the door, surprised to see a Western face. "It is not good that you have come," he says nervously, protectively. A moment of confusion-should I leave? As I'm about to turn away, a voice from inside the apartment instructs the man to let me in. He does so but tells me not to stay long.

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