All language subtitles for Detective Chinatown 1900 (6.1)[2.10.22]{2025}en

He's smiling.

He's welcoming you.

Chinese hospitality.

Is it gold?

Of course.

This temple

was built in the Yongjia
era of Western Jin,

and having been renovated by Tang,
Liao and Jin Dynasties.

I like it.

It's for you.

Only one?

All, of course.

Empress Dowager, rest assured.

America will always be
a friend to the Great Qing.

Fool.

Drive!

Filthy beggar.

Back to the palace.

Britain, America, Germany, France,

Russia, Italy, Japan, and Austria-Hungary.

Consuls from those eight countries

had been persuaded by me

Not to further pursue the Boxer Rebellion.

Empress Dowager,

rest assured.

Alright.

The rebels from Revive China Society,

Sun Yat-sen and Zheng Shiliang

failed in Guangzhou affair

are now hiding in America,

assembling firearms

for bigger rebellion.

Internal stability comes before
eliminating external threats.

I believe we should take the initiative,

capture Sun and Zheng.

I have one person in mind for the job.

Fei Yanggu, Captain of the Imperial Guards.

This man excels as a literary mind

and skilled combatant.

He is of majestic demeanor

and is well-groomed.

An expert at dagger flying.

An English speaker.

Right waiting outside.

Summon him.

Summon him.

Your faithful servant, Fei Yanggu,

greets your majesty the Empress Dowager.

Go to America

and bring back those traitors.

Get rid of those pests

and you'll help secure lasting

prosperity of the Great Qing.

Well noted.

When you said "friends,"

I almost believed you meant it.

Of course I did!

As long as they give us enough.

And if they don't

We'll pry it out of them.

Then we'll see which of our
other "friends" can grab the most.

What is a genius?

A natural talent.

At five, I had read
through all the classics,

mastered music, chess,
calligraphy, and painting,

reciting Tang and Song poetry fluently.

At seven, I took on Chinese medicine,
a family business.

By nine, I was able to
treat patients on my own.

People in my home
village called me a prodigy.

At eleven, because of
my remarkable talents,

Lord Yung Wing chose me as one of the first
Chinese students to study in America,

taking up the mission to revive China.

So, Mr. Prodigy...

Genius.

Mr. Genius.

How exactly did my father die?

Gotta think about it.

The pills.

The pills?

The victim died from excessive drinking

combined with a large
dose of chloral hydrate,

leading to respiratory failure.

Who's responsible for his meal?

Him.

He is the murderer.

Is it

a little hasty?

What a luxury room.

With an ice box.

You knew the victim's habits,

so you simply made ice
with chloral hydrate in it.

Whiskey on rock,

a nail in the coffin.

There's still some water
from the melted ice.

Let's check this out.

Tie him up.

Money! Money!

Qin, you've improved.

That was a lengthy deduction you memorized.

After two months with you,

I've learned just by watching.

Detective work isn't so hard, is it?

It helps to have a good teacher.

I don't have disciples.

You are my...

Translator.

I know.

What are you going to San Francisco for?

A high official from China is here
to catch a revolutionary.

Our New York office contacted me.

There's another case in San Francisco.

I thought it over,

I think it would suit
your particular skill set.

Me?

I can work as a translator

and a traditional Chinese
medical practitioner

but...

solve a case?

There's a ten thousand dollar award.

It's not out of the question.

Is it a particularly difficult case?

Easy peasy.

Qin, you're an astute fellow.

In fact,

the fundamental principles of
all professions are the same.

Use the logic of traditional
Chinese medicine

to magnify the detail and the logic,

and I believe you will make
an exceptional detective.

Okay, I'll try.

Now, as you get off,
you'll see someone holding a name plaque.

Our names are quite similar, so...

keep it

So, he will be holding...?

Watson,

you're constipated again?

You didn't get to say goodbye to Qin.

The Chinese laxatives he
gave me worked a charm.

Did you refuse the case,

because it's too dangerous, Sherlock?

Partly, yes.

But mostly because I loathe politics.

A white society will never allow
for a white detective

to solve this case

And the hardest part of every case

is never the case itself.

I'm trying to help those poor people.

Qin!

Good luck.

It's me

It's me, it's me.

What are you yapping about?

Banana man.

I am Sherlock Holmes.

You?

Last name Qin, first name Fu,
nickname Olmes.

And Fu-Olmes became Holmes.

I thought it would be a white man.

I am.

Can't you tell?

Is he?

Whatever. Take his words then.

Mr. Detective,

This way please.

Come on!

What a San Francisco!

Yes

What's the case?

No Chinese.

Jack the Ripper.

Isn't he in England?

How did he end up in America?

Look, It's the Chinese.

Right there!

Shut up.

Run!

Who is Bai?

Run!

Run!

No Chinese.

Big scene in San Francisco, huh?

Haven't you read the papers lately?

Shocking news in America.

I'm new here.

Jack the Ripper disappeared
over ten years ago.

Since when did he become Chinese?

Three days ago,

two Chinese wandering in the
back alley of the theater

found two bodies.

One was a white girl named Alice,

the other, an old Native American man,

Six-Hands.

The woman was cut open,

with all visceras gone.

The old man had his throat cut,

blood sprayed all over the ground.

The next morning,

the San Francisco Times

received a letter,

from

Jack the Ripper.

With only one line:

Very delicious...

Are you ready girls?

Very delicious...?

What does that mean?

The worst part is,

Alice's father

is a Republican senator,

Grant.

Who is running for mayor.

The white community won't let this slip.

And Six-Hands is the
chief of the Navajo tribe.

Neither the Indians would let us off.

It's getting more chaotic out there lately.

Our people dare not to leave Chinatown.

Soon, even Chinatown
itself might be in danger.

What are we going to do?

So who exactly is this Jack the Ripper?

Hip Sing Tong.

Rang a bell?

Who doesn't know the biggest
Chinese gang in America?

Jack“.

Bai.

Are you saying it's Bai Xuanling,
the boss of HST?

It's his son,

Bai Zhenbang.

How sick are gangsters nowadays?

As if gambling, selling drugs, pimping,

looting and kidnapping weren't enough.

They are into cannibalism now?

So embarrassing.

Alright,

enough about them.

Let's talk about our case.

Just did.

Did what?

Told you everything.

Our boss will

tell you the rest.

Father

Father

Father

Father

Why did you burn him?

Father is starting to stink.

No, I don't believe Father is dead.

He's gone.

And...

stinks, too.

I will avenge him.

Ghost.

Go ask Pearl.

Go on.

Pearl,

who killed Father?

Go to where the Easterners gather.

The first person you knocked into

will answer you.

Use the gift granted by the Kachina

to find the justice you demand.

Here in America,

Buddha, General Guan and Jesus all works.

This...

must be Detective Fu, right?

A young hero,

so majestic in demeanor.

I am Bai Xuanling.

Call me Louis.

Master Bah

Nice to finally meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

Coming to America alone, empty-handed,

building an empire in forty years,

helping all Chinese in
America through Hip Sing Tong.

You're truly our hero.

Every Chinese knows your name.

Brother,

you're too kind.

You don't mind if I call
you "Brother," right?

Big Brother.

What you said wasn't entirely accurate.

I didn't came alone.

In the third year of Xianfeng, 1854,

I set off with seven
fellow villagers from Siyi.

We traveled from Guangzhou to Hong Kong,

then went on a boat ride for three months

before we reached San Francisco,
the Gold Mountain.

Two of us died of illness on the way.

This...

is a photo taken by a
British journalist back then.

Which one is you?

I'm not in this picture.

I hung up these photos

as a constant reminder to myself.

So I'd never forget where I came from.

Later, I opened a restaurant,

then laundry,

then pawnshop,

then factory.

I pushed on against all odds.

Against the Americans,

the Italians,

and the Irish.

I made it to where I am today

Seven fellows

one survivor, me.

My achievement was built upon two things.

Versatility

and righteousness.

Amitabha

and hallelujah.

I've learned so much

from your words.

If you don't mind, bro...

take me as a disciple.

Brother to disciple?

You are too much for that.

Not at all.

Once a teacher, always a father.

From now on, you're my godfather.

Godfather.

Hey! You!

Alright.

OK, godson.

I accept you.

Shall we

talk about your god brother then?

So,

why do they think my brother is the killer?

Three days ago,

the night of August 10th,

at the Chinese Grand Theater,

it was Ching Ling Fu's
premiere in San Francisco.

Amazing.

Soon after the show began,

Zhenbang suddenly rose to leave.

Zhenbang,

You're leaving?

What's so great about those tricks?

That's amazing.

Bravo!

Alice and Six-Hands

were killed that night

in the alley

behind the theater.

Someone called the police,

claiming that they saw

Zhenbang there at that time.

Where was he going?

After leaving the theater,

where did he go?

- No one knows.
- That's him.

Until the morning of the 11th,

when the police arrested him at the port.

Grab him!

After Zhenbang was taken to the station,

he didn't say a word.

Where did you go after leaving
the theater last night?

Where were you headed
so early this morning?

You trying to run away?

You studied anatomy in the UK

and you have a record of harassing Alice.

If you don't talk,

I can't help you.

He has a record of harassment?

Alice's family servant reported that

about the harassment

That's slander!

Grant even came to
confront the master about it.

Shameless!

And he studied anatomy?

Just a hobby!

Just a coincidence.

Godfather,

I am a detective, maybe.

But a green one.

I'm far from qualified
for solving this case.

Perhaps you should find someone else,

lest progress be delayed
in the investigation.

Detective Fu, solved
countless crimes in England,

how could you be "green"?

I am working on

bailing Zhenbang out

to meet you in person.

His life

is in your hands now.

Zhenbang

is my only son.

Godfather,

to tell you the truth,

I'm actually here on a secret mission.

Fei Yanggu, an imperial official from Qing

will arrive at the dock this afternoon.

He has orders to capture
some dangerous fugitives.

It's the order from the Empress Dowager.

Grant, the Republican senator

has formally proposed a bill,

citing his daughter's tragic death,

to ban all Chinatowns in California.

In four days,

I will be representing the
Chinese Chamber of Commerce

to debate in the Council Hall.

If this bill passes in San Francisco,

they'll immediately propose it
to the federal government.

Then, Chinese people all across America

will have no place to call home.

So, this case

concerns not only the
fate of the Bai family

but also all Chinese in America.

Master.

Lao Si,

ask Mr. Weyman

to come to the silk factory.

Take good care of Detective Fu.

Have him rest in the third-floor guest room

and keep an eye on him.

Sir,

do we need to

keep such a low profile for this mission?

Mission confidential.

Be cautious.

Strike and go.

Go away.

Go back to China.

What are they talking about?

Welcoming us to America.

Go away.

Hi.

Go away.

Follow me.

Don't send me back.

This way.

Open your mouth.

No, no.

Take your clothes off.

Take your...

What are you doing?

Protecting our Master.

Drop your weapons.

Firearms are powerful.

Do not act recklessly.

Drop...

your”.

Weapons.

What does that mean?

Wai Pen?

What's Wai Pen?

Wai Pen?

I think it means...

foreigners.

I am Fei Yanggu from the
Yellow Banner of the Great Qing.

Hands behind your head,

get down on your knees.

It seems he's telling us to kneel.

Insolent!

I, Fei Yanggu,

only kneel before the Emperor

and the Empress Dowager.

Who do you think you are?

I said get down!

Friends of the union,

the most heinous crime has been committed

right in front of our eyes.

Not only did they brutally murder
that innocent girl,

they removed her organs!

Right, it's true.

They really do eat everything.

Animals.

Now,

as much as it pains me,

I must ask the father of the deceased,

the honorable Congressman Grant,

to say a few words.

The soul I loved most in the world

is gone.

Murdered by a Chinese immigrant.

But I mourn not just for my daughter

but for our entire nation.

The Chinese come here.

At first they take over a street,

then they take over a school,

then they take over a hospital,

then they take over a city.

Disease will spread along with crime,

extortion and murder.

Are you gonna let America
become an rats nest?

No!

What are we waiting for?

Drive these rats out.

Wait.

I am American.

I am American citizen!

This is my property.

I am American citizen!

We know who you are,

Mr. Bai.

Good!

Do you know that my property

protected under the Fourth Amendment.

You're breaking the American law.

American...

law?

Mr. Bai.

Did the American law

allow your son

to kill my daughter?

I'm very sorry about your loss.

But my son is only a suspect now

I believe the real
killer is still out there.

He'll have his day in court.

In the meantime,

what do we do with the vermin,
the rats behind this gate?

We won't!

Mr. Grant,

I understand that you
are grief-stricken, sir.

However, don't you feel

that you've created enough
of a disturbance here today?

I'm considering the public interest.

Just spoken with Police Chief Lance,

and he's assured me
he will along momentarily

with his entire squadron.

Chinatown's fate will be decided at that
hearing in just a few days time.

Wouldn't it be prudent of you
to hold off until then?

The public want satisfaction.

Yeah!

And it bears repeating, Sir.

That my numerous and generous
contributions to your campaign

could just as easily be
diverted to the Democrats.

Let's go.

Mr. Grant,

my son is not a killer,

I swear on my life.

I'm sorry. I have a...

sensitivity for hygiene.

As far as your son is concerned,

he will soon meet my daughter in the grave.

Let's go.

The first person you knocked into

will answer you.

This way.

Trots.

Where's the bathroom?

Over there.

Jack the Ripper,

Hip Sing Tong...

Are you kidding me?

I have a better chance
fooling that imperial official.

Why build the toilet so high up?

Detective Fu,

is everything...

going smoothly?

Detective Fu...

Detective Fu...

You...

Just an old pet peeve.

I can't poop fully dressed.

Understood.

You...

Also a pet peeve.

Foul smell makes me dizzy.

I see.

Help!

He's trying to escape!

Bro.

Please don't.

Really.

Bro.

Let me go.

Bro.

Please.

Stop it.

Bro.

Please bro.

You knocked into me.

Chinese?

You're Chinese?

- Where?

Take me to the killer.

What killer?

The one that killed Father.

Whose father?

Pearl said you would...

Who the hell is Pearl?

The Kachina will protect us.

Enough with the crazy talk.

Where are you going?

To get dressed.

Take me with you!

Stop it.

People frown upon such things!

Stop them,

then we'll go for the killer.

Eyes of Hawk.

Ears of Wolf.

Speed of Puma.

Useless.

Brother.

Brother.

Go.

By myself, please.

Strength of Bear.

Impressive.

The killer is here?

How did you find me?

I'm the hunter,

you're the prey.

Put this on.

Together,

let's thank Mr. Weyman.

Louis.

I know you took them in out of kindness,

but you can only protect them for a while,

not forever.

As long as I can.

Do you need me helping accommodate them?

No need to bother you with these.

Hold off work here before the hearing.

Can't give them any ammunition.

Understood.

Take this.

It's all of a sudden.

Zhenbang's bail money is way too high.

This piece of land is
my most valuable asset.

Keep it as a mortgage.

Again, I'm counting on you to
help my family through this.

I told you.

I can lend you the money.

No.

All these years,

I've owed you too much.

My people have owed you too much.

Alright then,

I'll keep this just for now.

I'll arrange Zhenbang's bail momentarily.

Right now, our priority

is to clear ZhenBang's name

and find the real killer.

Thank you.

So, this is America.

Not as fancy as I thought.

Sir, watch out.

Sir,

where's the pick-up guy?

Should be here.

A young Chinese man.

Named Qin Fu.

Qin Fu.

Remember,

when addressing people in the West,

Given name first,

then family name.

So, we should call him...

Fu Qin.

Fu Qin.

- Who's Fu Qin?
- Fu Qin.

Are you looking for...

Fu Qin?

I am "father." (Same
pronunciation with Fu Qin)

You are?

My name is Fei.

Mr. Fei.

Address him as Master.

Master Fei.

What are you waiting for?

Help the master with his luggage.

- Let me.
- I'll take this.

Find us the best inn in town,

then a nice meal.

The food on the ship

Y-u-c-k-y.

No worries.

All set.

Chinese help Chinese.

Exactly.

No scamming your own kind.

Let's go.

One moment, sir.

I'll go bring the ride about.

Hold on.

What ride?

Our master isn't used
to those newfangled cars.

I'm driving a carriage.

One moment, sir.

Don't wander around.

Wait here.

Father will be right back to pick you up.

Sir,

are we

scammed?

Why aren't you eating?

I miss Father.

Your name is Gui?

Ghost.

Alright, Gui.

So Six-Hands, the victim, was your father?

But how could an old Indian
man bear a Shanxi son?

I'm from Hebei.

No matter where you from,
let me say this again.

I'm really not a detective.

I can't help you find the killer.

But Pearl said...

Pearl or pig,

no means no.

Does she know me better than I know myself?

Whatever, I'm sticking with you.

What's your problem?

Wherever you go, I'll go.

I'm going to the bathroom.

Wanna join?

If you can find me again,

I'll do as you command.

Sir,

should we keep waiting?

Maybe a little longer.

Go back.

Leave.

Indeed, this barbaric
land is full of tricks.

We must keep our eyes open

and never be fooled again.

Come on, quick.

Spread out and search.

Hurry.

He's not getting away.

Find him!

You're awake.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Ghost.

We're here.

Where?

Home.

Home?

This is him.

Stare at my sister again,

and I'll drink from your skull.

Huh?

Tell him.

What's he saying?

He said if you find the killer,

his sister will marry you.

And you'll drink the
wine of matrimony tonight

Indians do that, too?

What did he say?

Don't you want to avenge Father?

All you know is revenge.

Look at that stupid face of his.

Pearl must have made a mistake.

What is he saying?

If his sister isn't enough,

you can have that piece of land, too.

Deal.

He's OK.

OK.

When I was five,

I watched my parents

die in front of me.

Father found me,

and raised me,

taught me everything.

He gave me a second life.

So,

you must help me find the killer.

With you as my partner,
I'm very confident.

If you try to escape again...

I'll castrate you.

It hurts my feelings you'd say that.

In fact,

they've already found the killer.

Godfather.

Godfather.

I'm back.

Fu, my boy!

I thought you took off.

Godfather,

how could I?

Exactly.

How could you?

I actually left to recruit him.

Six-Hands' son, Gui.

We'll solve the case together.

It's Ghost.

Gui

Fu and Gui

A perfect match made in heaven.

Come, come.

Last night, three men wandered
around looking for "Fu Qin."

And this morning,

they came to my door.

This is Fei Yanggu. Master Fei.

Master Fei.

Nice finally meeting you.

I was tied up yesterday
and couldn't pick you up.

Never mind.

As soon as I arrived,

I was scammed.

We had to sleep on the street.

I heard that Hip Sing Tong is the largest

Chinese society in the city,

so I came to pay my respects to Master Bai.

Master Fei, you're too kind.

You mentioned you're
here to arrest some rebels.

Who are they exactly?

Sir,

the young master is back.

As long as you are safe.

Come,

let me introduce you.

I hired these two detectives for you.

Mr. Fu...

and Mr. Gui

This is...

Master Fei Yanggu, who
just arrived in America.

This is my son, Bai Zhenbang.

And this is...

We studied together in England.

Zheng Shiliang.

Master Bah

just now you asked me

who it is I am here to arrest.

This must be destiny.

Arrest him!

Stop!

Be decent.

Master Bah

this man Zheng Shiliang

is a fugitive wanted by the
Empress Dowager herself

Your Empress is back there in Qing.

This...

is America.

I'm taking this man with me,

no matter what.

Master Fei,

both you and him,

at this moment,

are guests of the Hip Sing Tong.

As long as I'm here,

your safety is guaranteed.

Once you leave this room,

whatever you do is none of my business.

But here and now,

no one

is taking him away.

Master Bai made his point.

Zheng Shiliang,

count your blessings now,

you won't be this lucky forever.

Sheathe your swords.

What a day!

Wen, Wu,

top up for Master Fei.

Yes, sir.

That won't be necessary.

We're leaving.

Fu, Gui

Tell them

what exactly did you do
on the night of the 10th?

You boys have a good talk.

I'll be right back.

Is this how you treat guests?

Why not invite Mr. Marston go inside?

No need for pleasantries, Master Bai.

I know your Chinese customs.

It will be impolite for us Irish

to barge in and haul off one of your own.

You want to take someone away?

Who?

It's not necessarily about taking someone,

just as long as they return
what they stole from us.

Mr. Marston,

I think you should explain.

Is there any evidence?

Of course!

I wouldn't dare come
to Chinatown otherwise.

Okay,

give me some time to investigate.

If it's true,

I'll bring him to apologize in person

and return what he took.

You have one day.

I don't want the hard-earned peace
between us and Chinatown

to be broken over this.

Brother,

where did you go after leaving
the theater that night?

How can we help you if you don't tell us?

Say something.

Tell us.

Please.

Why don't you tell us?

What are you doing?

Didn't we agree to only take action
when it's necessary?

What more is there to say?

He doesn't even dare to say where he went.

He must be the killer.

Be patient.

Give him more time.

No.

I'll avenge Father right now.

What's the motive?

Why would he kill your father?

Don't you want to know?

Was he into money, or Indian men?

Come on, speak up, brother.

Young master, tell them.

Young master, tell them.

Please.

Tell us.

Are you going to talk or not?

Tell them.

- Tell them.
- Please.

Speak up.

Will you talk or not?

Alright!

Shiliang.

Nothing is more important

than clearing your name right now.

Shiliang,

don't.

Zhenbang,

I have to let it out,
it's killing me inside.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

You two!

Went on a date?

Guns.

Marston said you two stole his guns.

That's right.

On the night of the 10th,

Zhenbang and I, we...

went to steal guns from the Irish.

You got something else to do?

No.

This is Zheng Shiliang.

We went to medical
school in England together.

He's joined Dr. Sun's Revive China Society.

Guns can be bought,

why steal them?

The revolution is imminent.

Desperate times call
for desperate measures.

They stole from us all the time anyway.

These weapons

were in fact gathered by the Irish

for their next raid on Chinatown.

So you had no time to kill Father.

Of course not.

My people can vouch for him.

No wonder you kept
silent at the police station.

Turns out you were stealing guns.

I knew my brother was innocent.

Godfather,

we did good, didn't we?

Gm,

put your knife away.

Then why were you at the port so early?

He wasn't trying to escape.

He was simply scared
after stealing the guns.

So, he was going to lay low out of town.

Right, brother?

Us believing you is not enough.

All Americans need to be persuded.

For now,

we need to find the killer first.

Yes.

Let's go find him.

Godfather,

I have another request.

Spill.

I've just acquired some land

in the Native American area

and got myself a wife,

but still I don't have
American citizenship.

You really want to stay for good?

I have property and a family now.

Alright,

I'll help you.

Thank you, Godfather.

One's a fraud.

The other a savage.

And you ask them to solve the case?

At this point,

is there anyone else who
would take on your case?

Qin Fu is quite observant

and quick-thinking.

Definitely a man of talent.

As for Ghost,

with his animal instincts,

and skills in combat and tracking,

is no average Joe, either.

The two of them

came along at the right time

just to save you.

Right now,

both of you are wanted criminals out there.

Stay put.

Stay. At least for safety.

The great Master Bai

can only keep me safe for a while?

The hearing in four days...

if I fail,

I won't just be unable to protect you,

but also Hip Sing Tong

and Chinatown.

I fear that all Chinese in America

won't be safe, either.

We were never safe here to begin with.

Our hope

should not be put here.

No more talk of revolution.

If it could truly change things,

we wouldn't have to cross the ocean

to make a living on a foreign land.

I've fought my whole life

just to earn some respect,

hoping that we'll no longer be
bullied by the whites.

Out there is the Chinatown

you've protected for decades.

It's still packed with brothels,

opium dens,

and casinos.

Have our people become better here?

If our hope isn't back home

or here,

then where is it?

Gentlemen.

Your hope

is too distant for me.

My only hope now

is for you to be okay.

Where to?

Yeah,

Where?

You're asking me?

The fundamental
principles of all professions

are the same.

Use the logic of traditional
Chinese medicine,

to magnify the detail and the logic.

I got it.

Follow me.

A doctor of Chinese
medicine does four things.

Wang, observe the patient.

Wen, listen to the breathing.

Wen, ask about symptoms.

And "Qie," feel the pulse.

Crime investigation is not that different.

Let's start with...

What you got here?

Footprints.

Father's.

How do you know?

Father doesn't wear shoes.

Judging by the blood stains,

someone out your father's throat.

My father's name is Six-Hands.

Once, he chopped off six enemies' hands

and wore them around his neck.

This time, your father
wasn't carrying a knife?

Someone must have ambushed him from behind.

These footprints...

Strange.

Two people died,

yet there's only father's blood.

How do you know?

Can't you smell the difference
between a man's blood and a woman's?

You can?

You don't even have common sense.

80, Alice didn't die here.

And,

there are no women's footprints here.

Only a fat man's.

How fat?

Thrice your size.

Carriage.

You don't need to eat
shit to prove that, do you?

City horse.

What's special about
the dung of a city horse?

City horses are fed beans,

ours are fed grass.

So it wasn't a fat man.

Someone placed Alice here from a carriage.

And your father

just happened to pass by.

The killer wasn't alone.

Our land was taken from us.

Father would come
here at night to trade furs.

Maybe

he was finding you a mother.

Never see a man with
dark circle on the side?

You are not on the visitors' list.

We're a newly established agency,

of course we're not on the list.

What agency?

FBI.

What?

Funeral Bureau of Investigation.

We specialize in
inspecting places like this

for abuse of corpses.

There definitely isn't any abuse.

Your department should be
established long time ago.

Please, go inside.

Go inside.

What are you doing?

Looks like this country
really does need an FBI.

I thought sniffing is one of the steps.
Wen, right?

In Chinese medicine,

wen means listen, not smell.

As in listening to the dead.

Examine the body, an autopsy.

You know what autopsy means, right?

How do I explain it to an Indian?

Autopsy means...

Fractured joint on the left funny bone.

Bruise on the tushy bone.

Ribster scraped.

Back of the head cracked.

Neck snapped.

This here is the fatal wound.

Hang on, wait a second.

What is...

funny bone, tushy,

and Master?

Is that Indian slang?

It's authentic Chinese.

You mean Hebei dialect.

Banana Man.

How can you autopsy?

Father taught me.

First animal, then people.

Impressive.

Multiple external injuries

indicate severe violence before death.

She fought back, too.

No, she scratched.

Why can't I see it?

Because it's not visible to human eyes.

Only the Hawk's.

So the killer must have
scratch marks on him.

Gm,

impressive.

The stomach is empty.

But why would the killer

remove all her intestines?

The estimated time of death

is between 6 to 10 pm on August 10th,

the same time your father was killed.

So the guy killed Alice somewhere nearby

then moved her, and disemboweled her.

What was the purpose?

There's been talk before

that Jack the Ripper was a doctor,

because the wounds on the victims

were as smooth as surgical cuts.

This person

struck without hesitation.

He must be a butcher
or a hunter if not doctor.

Didn't I tell you not to sniff around?

Just now, I smelled

a strange scent

right here.

Look.

Wood shavings.

Why would there be wood shavings?

A stick.

She was beaten to
death with a wooden stick.

I see you have the nose of a pig, too.

This isn't a normal murder.

A crime driven by extreme hatred.

Now it's time to inquire.

Who?

Whoever knew her the best.

Are you done talking?

Yes.

So, we believe Bai
Zhenbang is not the murderer.

There must be someone else.

Must she be insulted even in death?

I understand your grief and anger.

I am only presenting my deductions.

Let me speak

clearly and calmly with you both.

My daughter Alice had
no complex entanglements

nor enemies of any kind,

except those naturally hateful towards us.

Those who want to steal our land

and our resources from us.

I'm talking about you, the yellow race.

So, you'll excuse my determination

to send a murder to the gallows.

But you should feel honored.

You're the first Chinaman and
native to set foot in this office.

Now, get out.

Shoo!

Nothing valuable.

Since asking fails,

it's time to "qie" - feel!

Me?

How?

Too early to "qie" now,

We'll just

do it later.

(PALPATE)
Before Grant gets home.

Let's go.

Once you're in, open the door for me.

Didn't we say feel?

Since when did it become steal?

Obviously your Chinese is bad.

Better than yours,

Banana Man.

You savage,

ever heard of homophones?

Qie can mean both feel and steal.

So handy.

Screw you.

Come on.

Qie your ass out.

Where's Alice's room?

How should I know?

Use your pig nose to find it.

Wherever it smells the nicest.

Second floor.

What about this photo that
makes you so emotional?

I don't see it.

Can I take it?

No.

Why no?

Don't you even think about it.

But you said it also means steal.

Doesn't mean you can take things.

Let's go.

What's wrong?

Bai Zhenbang.

I have something important to ask him.

Young master.

Master.

The young master left with Mr. Zheng,

don't know where.

San Francisco

isn't that big.

Just tell the boys

to bring them back safely.

Yes, sir.

If anything happens to my brother,

it'll be impossible to overturn the case.

Is there anything you can do?

Is this real?

You have psychic power?

Last time, you used acupuncture

with bamboo sticks to block pain

and boost strength,

chewed coca leaves
to stimulate your nerves.

Chinese medicine can explain all that,

but definitely not this.

Come with me.

Grand

The-

-ater?

Is Bai Zhenbang still in
the mood for magic show?

We'll ask around and find out.

Ask who?

Him.

Hello.

Can I help you, Sir?

If you are Chinese, speak Chinese.

OK.

We're looking for Ching Ling Fu.

Sorry,

Mr. Ching is about to go on stage.

He won't be meeting fans.

Fans?

Do we look like fans?

Yes, you do.

You can't go in.

Sorry. Mr. Ching,

I couldn't stop these crazy fans of yours.

I understand.

After all, I am the great Ching Ling Foo.

Have you heard the song
Americans made for me?

You're a good singer,

but please stop immediately.

Where is he?

Who?

There are three cups.

Drink.

And three chairs.

Sit and drink.

So, what do you want?

An autograph?

We are detectives

hired by

Master Bai Xuanling.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Weyman

are my loyal fans,

and experts in magic.

So,

where would you like me to sign?

Chest?

We're here to see Bai Zhenbang.

Bai Zhenbang isn't here.

I can make anyone appear out of thin air,

but not Bai Zhenbang.

I just heard him.

He's here.

No, he's not.

He's here.

No, he's not.

He's here.

- He's not here, or here.
- He's here.

My friend!

You must be delusional.

We're often deceived by our own senses.

Whatever

you think you see

or hear...

isn't necessarily real.

Neither are your words, for that matter.

Actually,

they are more likely to be fake.

Isn't that right,

Mr. Magician?

I'm about to go on stage.

Be my guest.

Bai Zhenbang,

We're not here for you.

We are.

Who are you?

Get out of here now!

None of your business!

Next magic.

Disappearance.

I need one lady...

Zheng Shiliang.

No one can protect you today.

You,

come here please.

We'll protect him.

Stab yourself.

Use the sticks and transform.

Cannot

Why not?

Strength of the Bear, do it now!

I can only do that once every two days.

There's four of us,

and only three of you.

Get them.

Even four against three is not enough?

No.

How about four against one then?

Which one of you

wants to die first?

Come out.

Smile, just smile.

Wave.

Now, get your ass back in there.

What the hell?

Shut the door.

One.

Two.

Three.

Sir.

Go get them.

Kill them dead.

A real kung fu master, I see.

Of course.

Can't even win four against two.

What about four against one?

No, no, no.

My leg!

My...

leg!

My...

Smile, everybody smile.

Here, say "thank you."

And bow.

Darling.

Bravo.

Bravo.

This is the greatest
magic show I've ever seen.

Laughters and tears. It's true art form!

Those guns...

you hid them in the theater, didn't you?

You went to see Ching Ling Fu

to discuss how to move those guns.

This is why you came to us?

Actually, we came for something else.

You and Alice, the dead girl,

were you couple?

Why do you ask?

Observe, listen, inquire, and feel.

Crime investigation is
much like Chinese medicine.

You seek out seemingly unrelated symptoms

to find the cause of sickness.

That day, Zheng Shiliang
was hesitant to speak.

Alright!

You studied in England,

and Alice had been there, too.

Maybe you two knew
each other from back then.

Most importantly,

when you were arrested by the police

on the morning of August 11th,

you were at the port.

You weren't trying to escape,

you were eloping with Alice,

weren't you?

Apparently I've underestimated you.

Looks like I was right.

Honestly,

I'm even surprised by my
sheer talent as a detective.

Turns out I really am perfect for the job.

I first met her

was by River Thames.

I was eighteen.

From that moment on,

I knew

she would be the place where my life begins

and also where it ends.

I despised my father

and all his criminal deeds.

I was planning to

settle in England for good.

It was only for her

that I returned to San Francisco.

And it was from then

that we truly got to know each other.

The Chinese Exclusion Act states

that Chinese men cannot marry white women.

We were so in love

but it's us against the world.

We could only meet in secret.

Revealing your relationship

would have cleared your name.

Why didn't you say anything?

Alice is already dead.

I don't want her name
tarnished after her death.

A true romantic.

But you can't be

known as the Chinese

Jack the Ripper, either, can you?

You've finally got to the point.

The case is the biggest
story across America now.

They want to make the
Chinese Exclusion Act a permanent law,

so they need a reason
to convince the public.

Brother,

why don't you tell us
what happened that night.

On the afternoon of the 8th,

I received a letter from Alice,

delivered by her maid Amanda.

Dear Zhenbang,

I miss you terribly.

An unexpected event has occurred,

and I must tell you about it in person.

I will wait for you at the
port at 6 AM on the 11th.

Please come and

we will start a new life together.

We had made plans to snatch those guns

in the Irish block on
the night of the 10th.

So, after delivering
the guns to the theater,

I went home to pack

and made it to the port before 6 am.

But instead of Alice,

it was the police that came.

I understand now.

Go find Amanda.

She knows everything

about me and Alice.

And she should know

who the real killer is.

Where are you going?

The revolution is happening,

and these firearms are crucial.

As of now, either love or death

should make place for that.

Shiliang and I will move the guns first.

You were born and raised

here in America,

and have never been to China.

Why do you care so
much about the revolution?

I've never been to China,

nor did I braid my hair.

Still they call me "pig-tail."

Alice and I love each other truly,

yet we can't be seen
together in broad daylight.

The world is full of questions

to which I have no answer.

After meeting Shiliang, I realized that

Chinese people are always
protected by a portion of their own.

They knowingly pursue the impossible.

They are the true hope of China.

Perhaps they can give me

the answers I don't have.

You're doing a great thing.

I admire that.

Great or not,

we all have our purpose in life.

I do hope you two

can clear Zhenbang's name.

We can also help you tomorrow.

Right now, Zhenbang's
case is just as important.

We appreciate your kindness.

Qin Fu,

Gm,

please find the person who killed Alice.

Rest assured,

Brother.

Also,

just Zhenbang is okay.

Please don't call me brother.

It creeps me out.

Alright.

Brother Zhenbang.

We don't serve Chinese here.

Get lost.

Here...

who...

can speak Chinese,

anyone?

Get out,

Chinaman.

As long as there's a translator.

I am from the Yellow
Banner of the Great Qing,

Captain of the Imperial
Guards, First Assistant

and Deputy of the Intelligence Department,

Head of the Secret Escort,

Recipient of the Yellow Jacket,

member of the Niohuru Clan,

Fei Yanggu.

Translate.

What the fuck?

What did he say?

A name.

He seemed to have said more than that.

Along name

So what?

So?

So,

we can work together

to catch the rebels.

You take the guns.

I take the people.

What can you provide in this cooperation?

Your piggy tail?

I know where you can find the guns.

Which is faster?

A dagger or a gun?

At this distance,

I'm faster.

Sir, you held yourself so well back there.

My respect.

Sir.

Help me.

Don't let the Americans see.

I'm about to pee myself.

Search!

Chief Lance.

What is this about?

Where is Bai Zhenbang?

Hand him over.

I'm looking for him too.

He's out since this morning.

Mr. Lance,

you know, my son's bail paid already.

We're here for him concerning another case.

One that just occurred in Chinatown.

Could it be that you've
found Alice's maid, Amanda?

You seem to know a lot about the case.

We're looking for Amanda too.

But no. It's not her.

The victim,

Lin Yue'e,

26 years old,

a traditional Chinese
medicine practitioner.

Her father found the
body and called the police.

How long's she been dead?

Likely within the last hour.

The killer hasn't gone far.

Let's go. Follow me.

He's not here Mr. Bai.

I recall you promised
to keep an eye on him.

Please, give me a little more time.

Zhenbang was with us just now.

He couldn't have had
the time to kill someone.

No one will believe the testimony

of a Chinese now, Mr. Bai.

I'm under a lot of pressure right now.

He'd better not resist arrest
or try to flee again.

Or I can't guarantee his safety any longer.

Let's go.

My brother has something
important to do tomorrow.

I know.

The guns.

We want to go take a
look at the crime scene.

You go ahead.

I'll call Mr. Weyman.

Right now, he's the only one

who can help us.

Lao Si,

get Zhenbang a ferry
ticket for tomorrow night,

and make sure he doesn't
come back for a while.

Where to?

As far as possible.

Hong Kong.

Turns out we're peers.

She was a detective?

Also a doctor of Chinese medicine.

Let's keep observing.

No signs of struggle.

Fresh blood.

This time, the body wasn't moved.

The attack happened right here.

She was strangled first,

then disemboweled.

Strange.

What?

The cut this time

isn't as clean as the last one.

The internal organs were displaced, too.

You mean

it's not the same guy who did it?

Definitely not.

Alright,

now let's go ask again.

(RE - INQUIRY)
Yue'e was a good child.

She came to America with me at fifteen.

Never even had an argument with people.

Why would anyone do such a horrible thing?

She had no enemies.

Did she have any friends?

What do you mean?

You should know that Bai Zhenbang's case

concerns the future of Chinatown,

as well as the fate of
all Chinese in America.

If you know anything...

Now is the time to
speak, before it's too late.

And more importantly...

Don't you want justice for your daughter?

Jack the Ripper strikes again,

another Chinese woman.

Check it! Check it!

Chinese woman brutally murdered.

- Jack the Ripper strikes again.
- Another Chinese woman got killed.

News! News!

Jack the Ripper strikes again,

another Chinese woman

brutally murdered.

Jack the Ripper strikes again,

another Chinese woman.

This is my last time here.

Tomorrow I will go to Europe.

I hope the Europeans

will like my humor.

Does this mean Jack the Ripper
is bound for Europe, too?

This case not ended.

I believe killer not Chinese.

Would you bet on it?

OK.

I take your bet.

If killer is Chinese,

I never back to America.

Bai Zhenbang.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Hey,

he's a better driver than you.

Zhenbang is on the move.

Are we heading out now?

Let's go.

The guns are all here.

Catch them! Come on!

Freeze! Don't move!

Stop!

A distraction.

Amateur...

An amateur move.

Amateur...

Empty.

Gui

Gui, please don't die.

Gun!

Where are the guns?

I didn't know the Irish
were so interested in magic.

Don't just stand there.

Get'em out of here.

Gui

My name is Ghost.

Thank Kachina,

and my father, too.

Save the young master!

Dao.

Dao.

Dao.

Dao.

Young Master.

Get out of here! Young master.

Dao.

Leave Brother Dao with us.

We'll take it from here.

The master booked you a ticket
to leave tonight by boat.

We're taking you to the dock.

Let's go.

Uncle Si,

I can't go with you.

There's something I must do.

No, we have to go to the dock now.

No, I must do this.

Take him to the dock.

Young Master.

If you won't let me go,

I'll kill myself right here.

Give me the ticket.

I'll board the ship after I'm done.

Zhenbang.

Don't go.

Ticket!

Uncle Si,

tell my father that,

although I don't approve of
many things he has done,

he's always been

a hero to me.

That has never changed.

I'm very grateful for the name he gave me.

It made me understand

what a man

should do with his life.

Boss,

everything is loaded.

Let's go.

Stop.

Where are the guns?

They're already

in Hong Kong.

Give me the location of your operation

and all the names of the rebels,

and I'll spare your life.

Okay...

but on one condition.

What is it?

Go on.

Your hairstyle doesn't
really suit your face.

Cut off your braid,

and I'll tell you.

How dare you?

Who told you to mess him up that bad?

Stop!

We don't want to cause
a diplomatic incident.

Throw him into the cell.

We'll continue the
interrogation tomorrow morning.

Not dead.

Faked it.

A wise man knows when to yield.

Where's Brother Zhenbang?

He said he has something
more important to do.

He'll join me afterwards.

Join you?

How are you getting out?

Gm,

got any ideas?

There is one.

But it's slow.

How slow?

They're coming for us
first thing in the morning.

Don't worry.

We'll live.

We're doomed.

So very doomed.

Master Fei,

We are like peas in a pod.

Why must we harm each other?

I'm nothing like you.

Look at you three.

A rebel,

a savage,

a banana man.

You all deserve to die.

You want to live?

Let him talk if you do.

Brother Zheng,

just confess.

As long you're alive,

there's hope.

Revolution requires patience.

Let it take its course.

Live as a hero,

die a martyr.

I'll screw the "martyr" out of you.

Bury him.

Do it.

Where are your powers?

Use them!

Strength of the Bear!

The pigeon said

we'll live.

You believe a pigeon?

Our lives are at stake here

and you believe a pigeon?

I believe in Kachina.

And I believe in the revolution.

Lads! Lads!

You'll never believe it.

It's the news, the news.

My cousin's unit is going to China.

He's going to make a fortune.

They say it's all the gold
and jewels over there.

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir, sir!

The Eight-Nation Alliance led
by Britain and America

has invaded Peking,

occupied the Forbidden City.

Concubine Zhen was killed.

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor-

have gone missing, fate unknown.

We are rich men.

They say they'll loot the Forbidden City.

Maybe my cousin will
have sex with the Chinese queen?

Now they are

talking about sleeping
with the emperor's wife.

A dagger?

Or a gun?

You crazy bastard.

Brother!

We're late.

Just in time.

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

He speaks Hebei dialect too?

He's my Eagle Eyes.

Save China.

Detective Fu,

we have news of the young master.

Do you need us to go with you?

You'll scare people.

Just give us the horses.

Brother-in-law,

take care of your sister.

I'll come for her soon.

What did he say?

That he'll find the killer soon.

We made a good team.

I misjudged you.

His sister is waiting for you.

Don't forget the land.

I will not give up.

OK.

Where's he?

Inside.

What happened?

This morning, Mr. Grant came to my office

to inquire about the progress of the case.

I want you to arrest this man right now.

And I will not have this impede
my campaign in any way.

Don't worry, Mr. Grant,

your sympathy vote's climbing as we speak.

Sir,

someone reported that Bai Zhenbang
was found at the silk factory.

Bai Zhenbang,

Put your hands up!

You're surrounded.

You're under arrest.

Put your hands up!

We all saw it, Mr. Bai.

Everyone here.

Your son is Jack the Ripper.

Mr. Bah

you've been in America for decades,

but still, I don't think you
understand this country.

Our freedom is based on the law.

And the law is made by the American people,

not an emperor.

It was the law that
sentenced your son to death.

Tomorrow,

all of Chinatown

will pay for his crimes.

For now, it's the time

to drive out the Yellow
Peril out of our country.

Go away.

Go away.

Go away.

This is the American
residency paper you wanted.

Master Bai knew all along that
you are not Mr. Holmes.

Your real name is Qin Fu.

Your grandfather

was the imperial physician
to Emperor Daoguang.

Qin Benyu the Divine Hands.

He retired to his home village,

treating common folk for a living.

In the third year of Xianfeng,

man Yuan, the Lord of Mn, took Henan

and slaughtered all eleven
members of your family.

Your father was the only survivor.

I think that's why you rather
stay here than going back.

You're not a student sent by
the Qing government, either.

The age doesn't match.

Your older brother, Qin Lin, is.

You came to America years ago

looking for him,

the only family you have left.

Am I right?

Take this residency paper

and go find him.

What does this mean?

No more investigation?

And you?

You're giving up, too?

This time tomorrow,

Lance will announce the case closed
at City Hall Square.

What more can we do?

My parents died in an explosion

building railways for white people.

I was young.

I had to let go.

Later,

the Native American tribe that
raised me was driven away,

forced to leave their ancestors' lands.

Father told me not to resist.

I had to let go.

Now Father was killed,

and Zhenbang was falsely accused.

Are we supposed to let it go again?

Plus, with so many loose ends,

we all know Zhenbang can't be the killer.

Yet in the end,

even we are to give up investigation.

Then history

will forever remember

a Chinese Jack the Ripper.

You can choose to give up,

to let it go,

but this time, I won't.

I will find the real killer.

What are you doing here?

We've come to say
goodbye to Young Master Bai.

Everyone here

has received help from the Bai family,
more or less.

Whether it's you, Master
Bai, or the Young Master.

Six months ago, I had a difficult labor.

The American doctors had given up on me.

If it weren't for the Young Master,

my child and I wouldn't have survived.

My wife and I run a
laundry shop outside Chinatown.

We're bullied by the
Irish gang all the time.

My wife was pushed to the brink of suicide.

It was Young Master
Bai who stood up for us.

We don't believe he is a murderer.

We don't believe it.

Public Will.

Public Will.

Aren't this the will of public?

Gui is right.

We can't let Zhenbang die for nothing.

There are still 24 hours
before the case closes.

We still have a chance.

Gm,

let's go.

Take me with you.

Aren't you supposed
to be on a ship tonight?

Yes.

The magician is waiting for you.

I want to stay

and fight with you until the end.

You have something more important to do.

We've got it covered here.

Don't worry.

Shi Liang,

the greater thing needs you more.

If all our countrymen were like you two,

China will surely be a great nation again.

Guess this is where we part ways, then.

Take care.

From now on,

you two shall be known
as Detective Chinatown.

Observe, listen, ask, feel? Which one now?

Time is against us.

Just improvise.

These past few days, we were so focused on

Bai Zhenbang and Alice

that we overlooked an important person.

That black maid.

Amanda lives here.

I do not know so much about her affairs.

She was with Miss Alice every day.

The very day Miss Alice was killed,

she disappeared too.

Can we have a look around?

Suit yourself.

The police have already checked.

You said the wounds on Amanda's body

are the same as those on Dr. Lin's.

The person who cut open Alice

is not the one who did them.

But I don't understand.

Besides a need for attention,

why would the killer copy

Jack the Ripper's pattern?

What's even stranger...

why are there two killers?

What's this herb-brewing pot doing here?

Black people believe in
Chinese medicine too?

Mulberry mistletoe.

Nourishes liver and kidneys,

dispels rheumatism,

strengthens bones,

stabilizes the fetus.

Baikal Skullcap.

Clears heat,

purges toxins,

stops bleeding, stabilizes the fetus.

Atractylodes.

Replenishes qi, strengthens the spleen,

dispels dampness,

relieves sweating,

stabilizes the fetus.

The medicine wasn't for her.

But why would the killer
remove her intestines?

This here is the fatal wound.

Wood shavings.

Why are there wood shavings?

We're close to solving Alice's case.

Who killed Father then?

We need to

Qie one more time.

(RE - STEAL)
Which kind are we talking about?

None of us believe
Zhenbang was the murderer.

There must be a loophole in what they saw.

Me, it's me.

You didn't leave?

I did.

Almost.

I thought you have a boat to catch.

That can wait a day.

Zhenbang's case can't.

Mr. Ching said

this whole thing might
just be a misdirection.

I was recreating the scene

where Zhenbang got shot in my mind.

I think

maybe it was all a trick.

I wonder if he is thinking

what we are thinking.

It was rather misty here in the afternoon.

The person everyone thought was Zhenbang

wasn't him at all,

just someone dressed like him.

When he saw Lance and the others coming,

he pretended to escape.

Grant fired a shot.

Where's that gunshot sound from?

That was my whistle.

Impressive.

So,

Grant

fired a blank shot.

The fake Zhenbang pretended to be shot,

fell into the water,

then he was switched out,

and the real Zhenbang's body
was floated to the surface.

So,

there must be a hiding space

at the bottom of this pool.

Gm,

how good a swimmer...

So hasty.

So?

Someone could hide in there.

And I found this.

Looks familiar.

The Irish Union pin.

Our theory is plausible,

but we're still missing direct evidence.

Right now,

only one person can help us.

I studied medicine to save lives,

out of benevolence.

Later, I realized that practicing medicine
can only save individuals,

but not the world.

That's why I joined
Dr. Sun Yat-sen's revolution.

Who knew

I'd be back on my old trade again.

I studied Chinese medicine because...

Enough chitchat, let's get started.

Still so hasty.

Bai Zhenbang,

if you're watching from above,

please show us some clues.

That the murders on the night
of August 10th behind Chinatown

and on the night of August 15th
in the Chinese medicine shop

were in fact committed
by the same individual.

He was killed by our officers
at the scene of the crime yesterday.

His name was Bai Zhenbang,

a Chinese man.

Calm down,

Quiet.

So,

Bai was Jack the Ripper?

Of course not.

Our investigation has concluded.

Mr. Lance,

we have gathered new evidence
that contradicted your investigation.

I believe that public and journalists

would also like to know the truth.

How can you claim justice
and fairness in the American law

if you close such a
crucial case prematurely?

Today... the new witness.

A new witness?

Yes.

Who?

Please welcome our witness,

Mr. Bai Zhenbang.

Bai Zhenbang?

Let them speak!

We all want to know what they have to say.

We don't just want the
police's side of the story.

Exactly.

America is a free society.

We could even hold a small press
conference on the side,

one led by the Chinese.

That's right!

You don't control what we publish.

Mr. Grant,

out of love for your daughter,

surely you can hear them out.

Let them speak!

Free country.

Quiet.

Calm down, please

Alright, you have 10 minutes.

Given the recent horrifying
serial killings in Chinatown

and other malicious incidents,

SO...

today we will vote on the appropriation

of all Chinese-owned assets in Chinatown
to municipal ownership.

Mr. Bah

you have not brought a lawyer?

Because 95 percent
lawyers in America are white,

I choose to defend myself.

Let's quickly review the case.

On the night of August 10th,

two victims were killed in Chinatown.

One was Mr. Grant's daughter, Alice,

and the other was the
Native American chief, Six Hands.

After the autopsy, we
discovered that the killer

demonstrated expertise
in the use of a scalpel.

On August 15th,

another victim popped up in Chinatown,

the female Chinese doctor, Lin Yue'e,

who was also disemboweled,

but the cut on her body was uneven,

just like Amanda's,
found at the silk factory yesterday.

From this, we can conclude

that your so-called Jack the Ripper

is actually two people.

Two different person.

So there was another murderer
in addition to Bai Zhenbang?

No.

In fact,

it could have been anyone

besides Bai Zhenbang.

What do you mean?

On the evening of August 10th,

Bai Zhenbang was with me,

and he had no opportunity
to commit the crime.

I can be his alibi.

We can prove.

How can we be sure

the testimonies of you
Chinese are credible?

But many witnessed Bai Zhenbang

committing murder before he was shot dead.

Alright,

let's start with that case.

Mr. Lance,

you led your team into
the silk factory yesterday,

and you happened to see
Bai Zhenbang committing murder.

Bai Zhenbang

You're surrounded

Are you sure K's Bad Zhenbang'?

Well, it's true that we
couldn't see clearly until...

Until Mr. Grant

shot him, right?

Yes.

But

what if Bai Zhenbang's body
had been hidden in the water

and the fake Bai Zhenbang swapped himself

with the real one after entering the water?

Like a magician's misdirection.

We discovered an enclave in the pool
where someone could hide.

Mr. Thomas,

we just happened to

find your union badge

at the bottom of the pool.

It has

the initials of Thomas Lawrence on it.

I wonder what you were doing

in the pool at the silk factory.

Taking a bath?

If I'm not misunderstanding,

are you suggesting that
Senator Grant colluded

with Mr. Lawrence to perform this illusion?

Whether it was a performance or not,

Mr. Grant,

do you mind I use your gun for a moment?

Senator, please.

Thank you.

Here's our second witness,

Piggy.

Mr. Lance,

what was the approximate distance

when Mr. Grant shot the suspect yesterday?

25 feet.

Depends on distance,

bullet wounds on an animal or a human

could be very different.

By looking at Bai Zhenbang's wound,

we'll know who's lying.

There are clear burn marks on
Bai Zhenbang's body.

He was shot by this gun.

But he was shot from point-blank range,

and the time of death
wasn't yesterday morning,

but the night before.

To seek more conclusive evidence,

I autopsy on Bai Zhenbang's body yesterday.

What did you find?

Clenched teeth,

facial muscle spasms,

stiff limbs,

a twisted smile.

The liver mortis appears bright red,

with blackened nose and fingertips.

Cold energy invaded,

keeping the yin energy inside

and the yang energy out.

Could it be he was...

I have a knife.

I have a bottle of vinegar.

What do you need vinegar for?

His complexion appears gray-white.

He's froze to death.

Zhenbang would've been proud

seeing we combine Chinese learning
with Western methods.

I found his iliopsoas muscle was bleeding,

and there was focal bleeding
in the lungs and heart.

This indicates that

although he was shot,

he was not killed by the gunshot.

He was frozen to death.

In San Francisco,

there aren't many
buildings with ice cellars.

Mr. Grant,

you have one in your home, don't you?

You fought in the Civil War,

serving as

a military doctor.

Your daughter Alice,

it was you who cut open her chest,

wasn't it?

You are a liar.

These chinks had gone mad.

Insane.

As you all know,

Mr. Grant is running for mayor.

His new policies include

making the Chinese Exclusion Act permanent,

shutting down Chinatown,

and banning any business or
individual from hiring Chinese.

These policies have won him votes,

especially the support of
the Union led by Thomas.

But what you might not know is,

his daughter Alice's
boyfriend was a Chinese man.

And that man

was none other than Bai Zhenbang.

Mr. Bah

do Chinese people eat offal?

Yes, we do.

Internal organs of animals are filthy,

and such filth exemplifies the
dirtiness of Chinese people.

Could this eating habits contribute
to the spread of potential diseases?

Senator,

as far as I know,

many Europeans also eat animal organs.

Many people here,

here,

are of European origin.

Are they spreading diseases?

Mr. Bah

you are only to answer the questions,

you are not permitted to ask any.

Does your company engage in activities
that violate U.S. law?

No.

Has your silk factory been
harboring Chinese laborers?

Yes.

Are you aware

that this violates U.S. law?

Because they are Chinese workers
brought to here as coolies.

I didn't ask you for an explanation.

You do not need to explain.

Are you maintaining a gang of
enforcers in Chinatown?

Senator,

the Chinese Exclusion Act
makes life very difficult

for all Chinese in America.

Sometimes we can't
even get police protection.

How should we defend ourselves
against the bad people?

Will this town become another Rock Springs?

Just answer the question,

are you keeping a gang of enforcers?

Yes.

This is a letter

Alice wrote to Bai Zhenbang,

who wasn't planning to escape on
the morning of the 11th.

They were to elope to England together
at dawn on the 11th.

We also have these two boat tickets,

which we found on Bai Zhenbang
and Alice's bodies.

Now, let's talk about what
everyone is eager to know,

Jack the Ripper.

The one thing that confused
us the most before was

why the killer would impersonate him,

removing the victims' intestines.

Until we went to the home
of the second victim, Lin Yue'e.

Her clinic

was where Alice and Bai Zhenbang
would meet in secret.

Don't you want justice for your daughter?

She did tell me that

she was pretty close

to Young Master Bai and Miss Alice.

But one day,

they were seen

by Mr. Grant.

Father, no.

Please, I'm begging you, father.

And the true reason Alice was killed

was because she was pregnant

with Bai Zhenbang's child.

After discovering her pregnancy,

Alice decided to elope with Bai Zhenbang

on the morning of the 11th.

But just as she was about to leave...

You...

pushed her down the stairs to her death.

These blood-stained wood shavings

were found in Alice's hair,

and they are a perfect
match to the broken railing

in Mr. Grant's home.

This is the true cause of Alice's death.

Also,

we found some human tissue

under Alice's fingernails,

from when she fought against her killer.

Mr. Grant,

I'm guessing there's a
scratch on your left hand.

Never touch a white man.

Never touch a white man.

You used Jack the Ripper's name

to increase public attention on this case,

then you blamed the Chinese,

which earned you quite a few votes.

More importantly, it covered up
the fact that Alice was pregnant.

And Bai Zhenbang, until
his death, never knew

that Alice

was carrying his child.

He knew.

He even dared to confront me!

The goddamn little yellow monkey.

He asked me if I killed my own daughter!

Did you

kill your daughter?

Did you?

Tell me!

Everything is because of you.

You ruined her.

You ruined me.

You killed her.

Alice is dead.

So am I.

She was carrying your
bastard son inside her.

What?

It was unforgivable. She had to die!

You fucking animal.

I'm gonna kill you.

I shot Bai Zhenbang,

but Alice was an accident.

It was just an accident.

Alice,

you are not running away with
some Chinaman and you are not

disrespecting your father.

Do you understand?

No.

Stop this.

- Stop this right now.
- I love him.

I love him, father.

I have to go with him.

We're going to England.

You are not going to the England.

There's an election coming up

and you're going to do...

You are not going to
disrespect your family.

To hell with the Chinese Exclusion Act!

Alice!

I have to go with him!

Because I'm pregnant with his child!

What did you say?

What did you just say to me?

You said you are pregnant

with the Chinaman's son or daughter?

You ruined me.

You moved Alice's body to Chinatown,

when Six Hands,
who was there to trade furs, saw you.

So, he became the second victim.

To make sure no one finds out what you did,

you had to silence the witnesses.

The first was Lin Yue'e, the Chinese doctor

who knew about Alice's pregnancy.

And then, the person who knew everything,

the maid, Amanda.

But the latter two were your doing,

weren't they, Mr. Thomas?

Your knife skills are clearly

not as practiced as Dr. Grant's.

Bai Zhenbang.

Don't let them do this. I'm not going down,

Mr. Grant.

Come on, please

For god's...

sake, man! Don't grovel.

If we're beaten, we're beaten.

We can't let these Chinks look down on us!

We found this.

Going somewhere, Bai Zhenbang?

Did you call for us?

These are the autopsy reports for Alice,

Lin Yue'e, and Amanda.

Also,

here is the piece of
evidence you want the most.

Why help us?

I'm not helping anyone,

I just want to uphold
the justice of the law.

Let's start with Mr. Chairman's
clean white shirt.

Last night,

Ms. Yun from Chinatown

was waiting outside your house
to pick up the shirt.

It's dirty with red wine at the party.

Before morning,

the vegetable seller A-Qiang

sent fresh products to your maid.

That's how you got a wonderful
breakfast today before you come here.

Look,

I don't understand, Mr. Bai.

What are you getting
at with all these stories?

If you don't understand,

I make it simple.

How did everyone get here?

Who built this transcontinental railway,

one hammer strike at a time?

The Chinese took the hardest
and the most dangerous jobs.

One out of every ten of our
people died while building

seventy percent of the first
transcontinental railroad in America.

They say there was a Chinese worker
under every railroad tie.

This isn't exaggeration,

it's true.

Ghost,

tomorrow morning,

go to Grant's house

and get something for me.

What?

I know who you are.

I knew from the moment I first saw you.

Go!

Those two

and myself,

are the only survivors in that accident.

My brother,

Lao Si,

lost his arm.

This young man, Ah Gui,

lost his parents.

What about this photo
makes you so emotional?

I don't see it.

But, in that most famous group photo,

why is there not a single Chinese?

Are we not worthy?

Gentlemen,

I ask you to look at the marble floor,

the chairs,

the tables,

and the beautiful ceiling.

None of those would exist
without a hand of Chinese,

who have been suffered

by your arrogance

prejudice

and discrimination.

At this moment,

my only son,

fleshed outside his home.

He was born in America.

We, father and son,

have given our years,
lives, to this country.

And what have we got in return?

We got a Chinese Exclusion Act,

which was enacted
without asking any Chinese.

You call us "rats in the hole,"

but I believe that everyone here

benefits from the lab our of these rats.

Whether it's your food

clothes,

houses,

even your transportation.

In this land,

in the eyes of natives,

we are all

outsiders.

All men are created equal,

that is the spirit of
American independence,

the very foundation of this nation.

Gentlemen,

I have the last question for you.

Where is equality?

The vote on whether to
appropriate Chinatown

as municipal property results in.

We have 125 in favor

and 217 against,

the decision takes effect immediately.

Although Chinatown has
not been appropriated,

due to the evident
criminal gang affiliations

of Hip Sing Tong,

all properties registered under its name

shall be seized by City Hall.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please welcome San Francisco's new mayor,

George William!

Ladies and gentlemen,

as Mayor William is delivering
his inaugural speech,

let us make a toast

to a successful campaign
by the Democratic Party,

and to a brighter future for San Francisco!

Cheers!

Bruce, old boy,

don't take the Republican loss to heart.

You know it's rare for our two parties

to agree on something
like Chinese Exclusion.

Let me get this straight.

You mean

that we should be
thankful to those Chinese?

Ladies and gentlemen,

If you'll excuse me.

I shan't be but a moment.

Louis,

my old friend.

I have a house full of guests.

Please forgive me for not inviting you in.

No need for formalities.

I came to say goodbye.

About Zhenbang,

I'm truly sorry.

It was all part of you plan, wasn't it?

What?

Grant

could never come up with

an idea using Jack the Ripper

to frame Zhenbang.

Nor would he know so much
about the silk factory

to create a misdirection
using its environment.

It must have been someone who knows

how to manipulate public opinion

and is an expert in magic tricks.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Weyman...

are my loyal fans,

and experts in magic.

I told Lance to hand you the key evidence

not to help you

but because I realized

that if Grant, a Democrat, wins,

his policies

would prohibit any business
from hiring Chinese laborers.

So,

he had to be removed.

To secure a win for William,
the Republican candidate.

At the same time,

you had to deal with the
mortal enemy of capital,

the union.

Only by wining the union over

can you legally employ
Chinese laborers long-term.

Louis,

you're indeed worthy of being my friend.

In fact, that day, I was going to

talk him into changing
his campaign strategy.

I am committed to my policy of
shutting down Chinatown

and the public opinion is with us.

Sir.

Excuse me.

There must be something else.

Your silk factory,

I need that land.

But for the livelihood
of your fellow Chinese,

you would never give it up.

Now all my assets have been confiscated.

And the land is yours already.

You gave me the deed willingly.

This world operates by two rules only.

Power controls everything,

or money controls power.

We are the latter.

Understood.

Old friend,

see yourself out.

We have an old saying in Chinese.

Times change,

fortune rises and falls.

What is on top today

may be at the bottom tomorrow.

We will meet again.

Ghost,

you look just like your father.

If he could see

what you've become,

he would smile from beyond.

Too bad fate wasn't that kind to him.

Don't let your emotions
cloud your judgement.

There's so much

we can learn from this place.

Study your opponent's strength

before going into battle.

Godfather,

I understand it now.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

Zhenbang and I are going
back home, to Canton.

He's never been there.

Take care.

Take care, Godfather.

Take care, Master Bai.

Kid,

sing us a song.

Kid,

sing us a song.

Now that my Godfather has left,

I have two plans in mind.

Help me choose one.

Go ahead.

A,

We work as a team, Detective Chinatown.

I choose B.

And B,

go back and marry the princess,

become a prince of your tribe.

I'll go with Plan A then.

Gui

Ghost.

What's your last name?

I forgot to ask Master Bai earlier.

From now on, your last name will be Tang.

Why Tang?

So your children will
know where you came from,

and where this Chinatown came from.

So, I'll be Ghost Tang?

It's Gui Tang.

Fu means fortune and Gui means wealth.

We wish you super duper rich!

King-of-the-world rich!

God of wealth rich!

Rich and lucky!

Happy New Year!

I hope you get rich!

Mr. Ching,

what's this?

This?

It's called a camera.

For making movies.

What's a movie?

Movies are the best thing ever.

But I worry that this thing

might someday put magicians like myself

out of business.

Mr. Ching,

I hope to see your performance again soon.

At least I didn't lose the bet.

I sure will

have the courage to come back one day.

- Farewell.
- Farewell.

Farewell.

- Farewell, Shiliang.
- Farewell.

Farewell.

What exactly is a revolution?

It's something

that will make China better.

If things were better there,

who would come here?

Mr. Ching,

thank you for waiting another day.

Look at this country.

Their magic is cars,

movies,

skyscrapers,

railways, and steamboats,

whereas mine is merely for entertainment.

So, what I can't accomplish,

I hope you all can.

Can a few hundred guns on this ship

really save China?

If hundreds aren't enough,

then I'll bring thousands.

And if those still aren't enough

then I'll bring tens of thousands.

Despite endless trials and tribulations,

our nation still stands,

it's all because our people

gave their lives for bigger things.

I believe that one day

we will be the most powerful country.

Yes,

and that will be

the greatest magic trick
the world has ever seen.