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NOVEMBER 26, 2024 SAME DAY AS FORTUNE BANK HEIST

NOVEMBER 26, 2024 SAME DAY AS FORTUNE BANK HEIST

Come on. We've got trouble.

Alright, everyone, back up!

Danger!

Get back!

Don't get too close.

Back up!

DECEMBER 27, 2024, 2 P.M.

CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION BUREAU, HUA'AO POLICE DISTRICT

Check out this video.

The victim looked ordinary.

But it turns out

he was the chief scientist

of the largest biopharmaceutical group in the area,

worth over 100 million yuan.

You see.

Isn't it an accident anyhow?

Right after we wrapped up at Fortune Bank,

Huang Yuan of Section One checked this billboard.

It hadn't been maintained in years.

The moment the incident hit,

every store owner nearby

rushed to inspect their own signs.

All of them were faulty.

So if it was an accident,

then why us?

The family won't accept it.

This is the victim's daughter.

She refuses to believe it was an accident.

She's been camped outside

the chief's office for hours.

We've reviewed all surveillance footage.

And Section One's initial investigation is done.

Based on the videos,

it's definitely…

I know you're calling it an accident.

But I know it wasn't.

It was murder.

Why is that?

- A hunch. - A hunch?

Before my dad left,

he kept saying he had a hunch.

He spent his life as a scientist,

who laughed at ghosts,

who never knew fear.

Yet he insisted on this one thing.

What…

kind of hunch?

Or…

were there any death threats?

Enemies? Grudges?

- None of them? - None.

Ever since Uncle Han died a month ago,

he had a hunch that someone was going to kill him.

Sorry.

Uncle Han was…?

My dad's colleague.

Another executive of the Moma,

Han Song.

I've heard of this case.

Handled by First Division.

Accidental electrocution.

Two accidents at the same company.

Are they related?

You said your dad worked at…

MomaBiotechnology.

I work there too.

What a coincidence.

An Lan works there too.

Sorry.

Chief. Let's go to the scene.

Did you notice anything suspicious?

No.

I was in the shop when I heard something crash outside,

no idea what dropped.

GRAB TEA WHEN YOU'RE FREE

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

This area is off-limits.

GREAT-UNCLE NINTH

Chief, where exactly was

the Han Song crime scene located one month back?

What are you trying to pull?

What are you doing here?

Nothing much. Just asking around the neighborhood.

Just got here?

Just rolled in.

Did you find anything?

Nothing special. Just walking around the neighborhood,

getting a feel for the crime scene.

- Appreciate the hard work. - No sweat.

Just doing my job.

Captain Huang, mind pulling up

the surveillance footage from the incident day?

What does that mean?

I'm wondering could this be man-made?

Man-made?

This case is closed.

We're already here.

I know it's not our case,

but don't be stingy like him. Just one look.

Man-made. Show him exactly how.

A month ago, Han Song died from accidental electrocution during his morning run.

On that day, he went for a morning run

along this road as usual.

OCTOBER 25, 2024, HIKING TRAIL

OCTOBER 25, 2024, HIKING TRAIL

OCTOBER 25, 2024, HIKING TRAIL

After Han Song's accident,

we interviewed his son Han Yufei,

who confirmed his father's daily morning runs,

rain or shine.

Han Song's time of death was…

6:20 a.m. on October 25.

October 25?

Tang Shaorong's case dates back to November 26.

Both are on loop day.

Didn't it rain that day?

It was a beautiful day, just like today.

It hasn't been resolved after so long?

What's the conclusion?

I don't think…

it's that simple.

It wasn't an accident.

How could it be an accident?

Explosive residue was found on the lightbox welds.

Why did you call it an accident to the family this early?

We did say it was still under investigation.

But the family zeroed in on the conclusion.

Move on.

Okay.

No matter what, this is on us.

Seems like another executive died last month in Moma too.

- Han Song. - Also ruled accidental.

- Right. - It was an accident.

Accidental electrocution.

What happened?

The day before, the typhoon hit

and snapped a lot of power lines.

During routine checks,

an electrician found live current leaking from the railing.

On his way to report it to the control room,

he discovered Han Song already electrocuted.

Chief, it was just a freak accident.

Peishan.

What were their official positions at Moma?

What was their personal equation?

At Moma, Tang Shaorong

headed R&D

while Han Song oversaw operations.

They both came up as researchers.

Back in their academic days,

they co-authored papers with classmates,

made some noise in the field at the time.

Chief!

We're in a meeting.

We've got a call.

It may be related to this case.

Come in.

You're criminals.

Murderers.

Pushing this world

to ruin.

Evil.

Greedy.

You will stand trial.

Mo Yuanzhi.

Soon I'll reunite you

with your two friends.

And your precious Moma

will be gone in a blink.

Who is this Mo Yuanzhi?

He's the CEO of Moma.

It's Moma again.

What is "gone in a blink"?

What's the deal

with this Squid?

Moma's a pharma giant.

Their drugs killed someone,

and now it's payback time?

Could it be a corporate hit?

After all, two executives are dead.

Their equity stakes… what's the breakdown?

Check it.

Combined, the trio

holds 61%.

Tang Shaorong and Han Song at 20% each,

Mo Yuanzhi with 21%

All major corporate decisions

are made by the three.

Are we dropping this?

Perhaps we should reconsider?

Link these cases.

Han Song from a month ago,

Tang Shaorong yesterday,

now Mo Yuanzhi.

A trio of linked cases.

Time to smoke out Squid.

Yes, Sir.

Moma.

Listen to me, everybody.

- Come here. - What is it?

- What? - Have you heard it?

Mr. Mo seems to have gotten a death threat.

Death threat?

- Really? It's a prank, right? - Death threat.

It seems to be true.

That's too scary.

I'm afraid to come to work.

What's that got to do with us grunts?

- It's not a threat to us. - You're right.

- What if the killer planted a bomb here? - Fair point.

- Bomb? - Bomb?

Don't talk nonsense.

It's on me, Dr. An.

What can I buy you,

Officer Ding?

Can you

promise me something?

Can we move

the workload home?

Take over 100 white mice home?

Two out of three of your executives are dead. Did you know?

I've heard of it.

You're not worried, I'm worried. In case you…

In the company,

everyone is holding the line.

The lab is

still lit up at this hour.

How could I slack off?

Now Mo Yuanzhi, the last one standing,

just got his death threat too.

It's not my neck on the chopping block.

You have to work there?

You know it.

I know what you're scared of.

I was the one who asked Mom to attend graduation that day.

If anyone should carry guilt,

it should be me.

Truth is, I replay it daily:

What if

she'd left earlier? Or later?

Walked faster? Slower?

Time is life.

Every second, every 0.01 second counts.

So I've let myself go.

You should too.

THREE YEARS AGO

THREE YEARS AGO

Kai.

Students are out of school. Block Ailin Road.

Copy that.

Pull up!

Oh, no!

Don't move!

Get off! Get out!

Go!

Call an ambulance!

We're at the intersection of Ailin Road. Call for ambulance!

Two dozen civilians are injured here.

Dispatch rescue teams immediately!

Mom, why are you still--

- Where is she? - In the Operating Room.

That's her family.

DIPLOMA OF IVY BAY UNIVERSITY DOCTOR OF MEDICINE

Is this yours?

DIPLOMA OF IVY BAY UNIVERSITY

AN LAN IS HEREBY CONFERRED THE DEGREE OF DOCTOR OF MEDICINE

DING QI, DEPUTY CHIEF, SECOND INSPECTORATE OF HUA'AO POLICE

You're a cop?

Yes.

Can you tell me what happened?

Sorry, that road…

I gave the order to block that road.

But I never meant for this to happen.

Why the hell did you block that road?

That road was packed with school kids.

I had no other choice.

Maybe

there's still a chance,

if today's the loop day.

I prayed all night for the loop to reset.

But alas,

it's just a normal day.

Form a task force with personnel

from Section One and Four.

Triple case review

plus 24/7 detail for Mo Yuanzhi.

- Who's taking the fall for this? - Yeah.

What does that mean?

Nobody's stepping up?

Negative, Chief.

I'm still neck-deep in the Fortune Bank report.

If I bail for this, nobody covers my six.

Still grinding on the report?

I can't help either. I got a mountain of cold cases here.

Which one of these cases is actually solvable?

Need me to send someone to help you write it?

Which case was solved by you?

- I'll ghostwrite this for you. - Two more years wouldn't crack this,

- would it? - I'm on it.

Mo Yuanzhi's detail is mine.

No, Chief.

Kid's too hot-headed.

- He-- - Young and promising.

Ding Qi, come here.

Alright. Team assignments:

you send

Yu Peishan and Gu Song,

you send

Kai and Fang Lu.

- Okay? - Chief.

We send three, while they send two?

Kai, you stay.

One more person.

Haoxin, you join them.

- Chief. - Hang on.

Listen to me. Sit down.

Well…

Now, task force is formed

with Ding Qi as lead.

You guys undercover as corporate staff

and private securities.

Do your investigations in secret.

Smoke out Squid, oaky?

Okay!

Why only him?

Get the Sarge!

Sarge!

Not me.

Sarge!

Okay.

Sarge.

You're too old to call me that.

I didn't mean it.

All of Section one's

unsolvable cases get dumped on us.

Who are you trying to impress this time?

I think

I can solve this case.

Besides, if I do, you'll get a promotion.

Fair enough.

But this time

you took every last one

from our unit. Left me solo…

And honestly, think you can handle Huang Yuan them?

Do you trust me?

Yes or no?

NOVEMBER 28, 2024

I heard that

with the right clearance, you could wiretap the whole planet?

- Do you have clearance? - Clearance granted…

means I can too.

Who the hell has that kind of clearance?

Then what's your play?

Surveillance gear. Where'd it come from?

I bought it.

Seven years ago, Dr. Mo Yuanzhi

announced his breakthrough gene tech "RAN,"

earning his first fortune.

A year later,

MomaBiotechnology declared

RAN-2's preliminary success

and he married

Yu Shiya, daughter of

famed investor Yu Yinghua.

Officer Ding?

- Mo Yuanzhi. - Hello.

Lose the "Officer" for now. Call me "Qi."

My apologies for the trouble.

Mind if I swing by your office?

Definitely.

This one.

Please.

Something to drink? Coffee or tea?

No, thank you.

With your cop instincts,

when's Squid making his move?

Tough call.

I'd like to ask you.

From your point of view,

why's Squid gunning for Moma?

Our gene-based therapy

wrecked Big Pharma.

For years, we've made enemies,

but this year,

RAN-X enters clinical trials.

If approved,

literally half the traditional drug market

gets obliterated.

So Moma's been slicing too many profit pies.

And Squid is

just one of many who want us gone.

HAN SONG, COO, TANG SHAORONG, CTO

Don't mind this.

Poor tribute.

Under your protocols,

I couldn't even attend

Tang's funeral.

And I know

it was for my own good.

The building's swarming with my team,

rotating shifts on your detail.

But… let's help each other.

And for your own safety,

no more secrets.

Sure.

Let my secretary show you around.

Can I turn myself around?

Sure.

- Mr. Ding, your requested ID badge. - Okay. Thanks.

HAN YUFEI

Who are you?

Assistant to the CEO.

Bodyguard, right?

The CEO's real attached to his life.

Shouldn't you be orbiting him?

What's with the detour?

First day today. Just scoping things out.

Han Yufei,

the slain exec Han Song's son.

A trust-fund brat with zero hustle,

always decked out in loud fits.

After his dad's death, he waltzed into Moma.

No title, but major shares.

Now their second-largest stakeholder.

We're almost done with that data.

- Just email it to me. - Got it.

MOMABIOTECHNOLOGY R&D LAB ZONE

Officer Ding.

Assistant Ding.

Back to work already? No breather?

Work

quiets the mind.

And thanks for earlier.

Just doing my job.

Ms. Tang.

I'll go to work then.

RESTRICTED AREA

Tang Xin, you've met her.

MomaBiotechnology's Chief Scientist Tang Shaorong's daughter.

Fresh out of college,

she joined as a bottom-rung research intern

three months ago.

Then her father died.

Now she's stuck between worlds:

still that intern,

yet also Moma's third-largest shareholder.

Why are you here?

I'm here to work.

Which floor are you going to?

All… fine with me.

Why are you wearing that?

Handsome?

Not bad.

Style of an elite.

I'm here to protect your…

boss.

It's not a very good picture.

- Excuse me. - Sorry.

- Excuse me. - Move over.

Thanks.

Sorry.

You're stepping on my foot.

You're stepping on my foot.

- I'm sorry. - No problem.

Does your foot hurt?

My shoes are big.

This is Officer Ding, my police detail.

This is my wife, Ya.

We'll be leaning hard on you these days.

All in the job.

- Let's go, honey. - Okay.

Officer Ding,

take my car.

Yu Shiya, Mo Yuanzhi's wife,

daughter of that famed investor.

Six childless years

into their marriage.

If anything happens to Mo Yuanzhi,

the majority of his assets,

including shares worth hundreds of millions

will go to Yu Shiya.

Moreover,

MomaBiotechnology's

two proprietary therapies alone

could keep the company profitable

for another 20 years.

Thank you.

- Is this your car? - Yes.

When we go out on our own, we just take this car.

Officer Ding.

You can use this key card for now.

Okay. Thanks.

- Boss, I'm heading out now. - Good work today.

Mr. Mo, could you show me around?

Sure, I'll go with you.

This way.

This way, please.

Feel free to look around.

Would you like some water, Officer Ding?

No, thanks.

Mind if I take a quick look upstairs?

Sure, no problem.

Inform the team

to enhance surveillance on the southeast corner of the yard.

Copy that.

I've checked roughly.

Everything seems fine.

- Okay. - I won't disturb you further.

Don't mention it, Officer Ding.

Just call me Qi.

Sure.

See you tomorrow, Qi.

NOVEMBER 29, NOVEMBER 30

DECEMBER 1

DECEMBER 2

DECEMBER 3

December 11.

Still nothing happened

during this period of protecting Mo Yuanzhi.

All units, wrap it up.

Meet at Choi Kee Dai Pai Dong.

Try this beef. It's stewed until it's fork-tender.

- Really? - Eat up.

Come on, eat.

Eat up.

Who ordered this squid dish?

Is there a problem?

After all the trouble it caused us, switching from cops to bodyguards,

and you still order it?

I think

catching Squid too quickly might backfire on us.

- Why? - Why?

If we catch the Squid,

you'll just get sent back to Huang Yuan.

How boring is that?

Captain Duan can't bear to lose you.

Join our Section Four.

We're like family here.

All the warmth you could want.

Anyway,

back at Huang Yuan,

you'll see his "black mouth and face" every day, right?

What does it mean?

Pulling a long face.

Come on, let's grab a drink together!

Welcome to Section Four!

That's the deal.

That's the deal.

Drink.

Speaking of which,

you've heard about

the Fortune Bank case, right?

Yes.

I was alone against six armed thugs.

- Five. - Five?

- Five. - Five.

One gun,

12 rounds, six targets.

When I went to fire, I dodged left, then right,

- then spun around… - I paid. Done listening.

- I'm out. - Thank you, Sarge.

What? You're leaving? Had enough?

Stay a bit longer!

Don't let him dance.

Let me break out my moves!

- No. - Hell, yes.

Come on.

After knowing you for so long,

this is my first time seeing you in work mode.

You're different.

What's different?

It's like…

like you're holding back some fierce energy.

You've heard about my research before.

The genetic experiments on nerve regeneration.

You still remember?

I remember every word you've ever said.

I… I mean,

the Moma incident isn't over yet.

Don't talk to strangers,

and never walk alone at night.

Is that an order

from Officer Ding?

It's not an order.

It's a personal request.

Actually,

I want to ask you something.

Are you being nice to me

because you feel guilty about my mom,

or…

or something else?

What reason?

Do you truly not understand

or are you afraid to?

Subtitle translation by: Wanjiao Song