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[Ancient Detective]

[Episode 13]

You guys are...

Mr. Yin, what are you looking for?

Didn't Mr. Jian say that...

the murderer left a clue here?

Mr. Prescriptor has treated me for a while,

I just wanted to help him look for clues.

Did you find it?

Not yet.

That's right, you couldn't find it.

He didn't write anything.

What do you mean?

- Miss Gong Que. - Yes.

When Mr. Prescriptor got in trouble, did you knock on Mr. Yin's door?

Yes, I talked to him about the price of the treatment.

Although the Ice Silkworm is dead,

I still have stock at home. It's important to give treatment.

Did he answer the door?

No, he didn't. I knocked quite hard, but no one answered the door.

Why didn't you answer the door?

That...

Wicked Woman... when she knocked on my door, I heard it.

It was quite a loud knock, but I was doing the laundry.

When I opened the door,

she was already gone.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Great. If you are sure of it, then it looks like...

he is the murderer.

- Why? - He lied.

Because I lied too.

I didn't go to Mr. Yin's room.

Mr. Jian asked me to say that.

If you were in your room all the time, you would know that,

I've never been to your room.

Mr. Yin, when Mr. Prescriptor was killed, you weren't in your room,

where were you?

I...

Since the first thing he said when he saw the body,

I suspected the murderer was him.

Who killed him?

The first person who discovered the body was the Monk.

And he only shouted, "Something happened."

Something happened!

He didn't say whether someone was dead or not.

The second one is Living Bian Que.

Living Bian Que saw the body, he wasn't sure but he asked...

was he dead?

Only you know that it was a dead body.

Because you killed him.

Mr. Jian, if all the detectives... investigate like you do,

there will be too many injustices in this world.

Mr. Yin, you are right.

These are not enough.

If I'm not mistaken,

this must be the clothes you have just changed.

You didn't lie about one thing,

after Mr. Prescriptor was killed,

you did wash your clothes.

Because your sleeves were wet.

Obviously, that was unusual.

As someone from a rich family,

how could he do the laundry himself?

Unless something was on your clothes, and you didn't want others to see.

For example... blood stains.

You don't usually do your own laundry.

You washed it with hot water, right?

Remember to use cold water to wash off blood stains next time.

Forget it. There is no more next time.

So, you've been suspecting me since the very beginning?

Everything you did today was just to set me up?

You want me tell the truth by myself.

You want me to admit it, right?

Your analysis is right, I killed Mr. Prescriptor.

This...

but he pulled out his knife and tried to kill me first.

That's why I took his knife and killed him.

It's not my fault.

Mr. Prescriptor...

so...

there is a prescription to cure me,

you can leave now.

Let's end our deal here.

No way.

You thought that I didn't know?

All these years... you've always treated me as your cash cow.

You didn't want to cure me on purpose.

You were afraid that you'd lose your job, weren't you?

You're useless to me now.

Pack your things and go.

You are so heartless.

Aren't you afraid that I'll expose it?

How dare you?

So what if I dare?

Do you dare to kill me?

Why wouldn't I dare to kill you?

Let's talk.

I'll give you money.

How much do you want? What if... I can pay you money,

I can still let you cure me, how's that sound?

I've given you the offer,

what else do you want?

Don't!

Give it to me.

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

He's a doctor, you were his patient,

why would he want to kill you first?

How would I know?

I don't know.

There is always a reason to kill someone,

unless he is crazy.

Mr. Prescriptor was a total lunatic,

there must be something between the two of you.

How do you know he is not crazy?

He was crazy.

As a physician,

he didn't care about his patient's life and just concerned about money.

If he wasn't crazy, then what was?

This body is tormenting me too much.

Every day, it hurts so much that I can't sleep.

I'm still young.

I want to live.

Am I wrong?

But he thought I wouldn't hire him anymore.

He wouldn't cure me.

He has been hating me for such a long time.

I have reached my limit too.

Sooner or later, one of us will die.

It's either him or me.

So...

this could be fated,

this could be a retribution.

This Mr. Prescriptor,

money matters to him the most.

He brought death to himself.

Mr Jian,

I killed Mr. Prescriptor.

I'll pay him back with my life.

I don't want this rotten body anyway.

I admit it.

My job is to find the real murderer.

As for your punishment,

because you're from the martial world,

I'll let all of you settle it with the martial world's rules.

Amitabha. Just forgive him.

No matter what we do, we are here to cure him.

I think we should cure him first.

She's right, we're all physicians.

Since we promised to cure your illness, we wouldn't give up halfway.

Mr. Jian, can you let me cure him first,

before talking about his murder case again?

Okay.

This weather and timing are not suitable for surgery.

Besides, I need to sterilize my equipment, too.

Can we lock him up in his room first?

He won't be able to escape anyway.

By noon tomorrow, the weather will be warmer,

I'll operate on him again.

In that case, this case will end here.

Speaking of the Living Xi Que...

It's the Living Bian Que.

What is his relationship with Xi Que?

That Living Bian Que...

he didn't tell us anything that's why we needed to do so much work.

He left already?

If he hasn't left, where would he go?

You're right. His luggage is not here.

Right.

Do you think he flirted with the owner and got chased away?

How did you know?

How could I not know about him?

He has done it... for a few times already.

He is dishonest.

Where are the others?

Zhao...

where are Mr. Jian and Miss Wicked Woman?

They are talking at the backyard.

Look, I'm eating alone here.

Poor thing.

What's more important than eating?

I'll go look for them.

Hold on.

Please let them be.

Moreover, a young couple... will always have something to talk about.

Please.

Let's eat.

Jian, why did you look for me?

It's hard to tell you.

It's okay, I have something to tell you too.

Why don't I say it first?

We might be talking about the same thing.

What are the chances?

Actually, it's nothing.

Mr. Jian, are you in love with someone?

How could you tell?

Am I that obvious?

Girls are more sensitive about things like that.

Maybe.

Did she know about it?

I'm not sure.

Perhaps, she has no feelings for me.

Why would you say that?

I don't know martial arts and I can't protect her.

It doesn't matter. A man doesn't have to know martial arts.

Either one of you is good at martial arts is good enough.

Two martial art experts may not be a good thing.

Is there such a thing?

Of course, a man must be smart.

All girls love... a smart and responsible man.

Really?

What are you going to do after this?

Are you going to express your feelings or wait for her to confess?

I don't know if I have the chance.

Now that I'm poisoned, I'm not sure whether she is still alive.

We're far apart from each other.

I don't know what will happen in the future.

Far apart...

Yes, I haven't heard from her since we separated from Hanyue Villa.

So it happened at Hanyue Villa?

Who is she?

I just know her name is Zhan Shi Qi.

She's an assassin of Zhan Division.

I invited you here to ask if you can make an exception...

and tell me some of their news.

I know you have your own principles.

Have I made things difficult for you?

Understood. So it's a one-sided love.

Yes.

A one-sided love.

I'll help you.

Great! I'll pay you as much as you want.

No need. I'll call you Jian, and you'll call me Gong.

I've treated you as my closest family.

If you want to know anything, just ask.

I'll tell you everything.

That's great!

Mr. Jian, it's not convenient to talk here.

Let's talk inside.

Hurry.

Jian, come on. Hurry up.

- Okay. - I...

Quick.

The strongest female assassin of Zhan Division...

is feeling upset here.

If I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't even believe it.

How does it feel to be jealous?

Do you have the urge to kill someone now?

No.

If you dare to harm him,

I'll risk my life to fight against you.

I don't understand.

I'm not upset because of them.

Then?

I have my own destiny.

Shi Qi, you don't look like an assassin anymore.

Then what do I look like?

A little girl.

If you dare to kill him,

you'll see the true colors of my assassin's character.

I won't act rashly.

Killing him requires a right timing.

Before the time comes,

I won't act rashly.

I just want to have a chat with you.

You need to know that every time we talk,

it could be our last conversation.

Zhan Shi Qi? Are you sure?

Have you seen her before?

No.

All of Zhan Division's assassins who came were ranked out of 20.

But my father once cured Zhan Shi Si a long time ago.

As for Zhan Shi Qi, I heard them talking about her a few times.

Did you hear what they said?

I heard she has betrayed the Ten Killing Gate.

She ran away during a mission.

The Ten Killing Gate sent a lot of assassins to kill her.

But she have them all killed.

When you met her at Hanyue Villa, she might be on the run.

No wonder she left without saying goodbye.

That was the reason.

What are you talking about?

Nothing.

Let's continue our talk about the Ten Killing Gate.

It's a division that specializes in assassination.

So, do they have any sects?

The Ten Killing Gate is a cruel assassination's organization.

All of them are orphans.

They don't have any friends or family.

That's why they can carry out their assassination brutally.

They don't have names, only rankings.

That means Zhan Shi Qi is just her ranking?

Exactly.

Miss Zhan Shi Qi...

judging from her ranking, she must be good at martial arts.

The Ten Killing Gate is divided into Zhan and Ming Division.

Zhan Division is in charged of assassination.

Their weapons are very unique.

They are all made from daily necessities...

like scissors, fan, barrels, comb, fishing rod, fishing net,

back-scratcher and so on.

Those are their weapons.

Miss Zhan uses an umbrella.

The other division is Ming Division.

But I'm not sure what are they doing exactly.

All I know is when the Ten Killing Gate has targeted someone,

no matter how difficult it is,

or how many assassins will be sacrificed,

as long as their mission isn't complete,

they will continue to hunt their target down.

What will they do to the traitors?

It's the same.

If a lower ranking assassin fails to complete the mission,

they will keep sending higher ranking assassins... to hunt them down.

They won't let the traitors live.

That's why, I'm afraid Miss Zhan...

may be dead by now.

What should we do?

Mr. Jian, don't worry.

The martial world is dangerous and wicked.

If she's dead, you can come to me.

What's the point?

You can't resurrect the dead.

I said it wrongly.

Miss Zhan is a martial art expert.

She will be fine.

Both of you are fated to be together forever.

Thank you.

I also believe that I will find her.

As long as I'm still alive.

You must live.

Ye Xiao Xiao said you could be cured.

My father knows Madam Hei Wu as well,

if he doesn't bring you along, I'll ask my father instead.

Thank you, miss.

We're good friends, we're supposed to help each other.

Oh yes, didn't you have... something to tell me too?

Tell me.

Well, let's just forget about it.

Why? I am still waiting for you to tell me.

It's very important to me.

But it's not that important to you.

What do you mean?

Aren't we friends?

Sharing is caring.

I am curious, I can't stand it.

It's not a bad thing for you... to be curious about me.

Just continue to be curious.

We'll let fate decide.

Do you think I'm bored?

Are you here to drink tea with me?

Jian, are you here?

I'm here, come in.

There you are.

Yes, why are you in a hurry?

I've been looking everywhere for you.

I couldn't find you at the backyard.

I couldn't find you at your room.

I was worried sick.

I thought you were abducted by the devil.

Are you calling me a devil?

If you think so, I can't help it.

That's what you mean.

All right.

It wasn't convenient to talk at the backyard.

That's why we came in here.

You should let me know.

You've disappeared for the duration of three burning incenses.

I was so worried.

You're right.

Back then, Mr. Yin and Mr. Prescriptor...

argued and died after the duration of three burning incenses.

What did you just say?

How long has Mr. Yin argued with Mr. Prescriptor?

Three burning incense.

Could be more, but no less, Maybe three and a half burning incense?

When Mr. Yin went upstairs until we found Mr. Prescriptor's body,

how long did it take?

The duration of 1 burning incense.

I remembered it was one burning incense.

I remembered it clearly too.

From the moment I went up, I heard Mr. Prescriptor was arguing.

There was a silence for a while.

I almost fall asleep.

Then a thunder woke me up.

It was going to rain.

After I woke up, I heard Mr. Yin was yelling.

It lasted for around three burning incenses.

A thunder...

What do you mean?

There's a problem with the thunder.

When the thunder roars, Mr. Yin hasn't gone upstairs yet.

Then who was arguing with Mr. Prescriptor...

before the roar of the thunder?

Could it be someone else?

Not good.

It's possible that my earlier deductions were wrong.

We need to clarify with Mr. Yin now.

Let's go!

Wait for me.

Mr. Yin.

Mr. Yin.

I have a few questions for you.

About Mr. Prescriptor...

Mr. Yin.

Mr. Yin.

My brother is talking to you, do you hear him?

Mr. Yin.

Mr. Yin.

Mr. Yin.

Not good.

Not good.

Why are you yelling?

It's raining blood.

Raining blood?

It's raining blood.

It's raining blood.

Look.

It's...

Zhao, get on the roof.

Okay.

In good deeds.

We're here to cure Mr. Yin.

Since Mr. Yin is dead,

I have no reason to stay here anymore.

If there's nothing else, I shall leave now.

Actually, I wanted to leave a long time ago.

Let me know when you leave.

Even the best physician can't resurrect the dead.

There is nothing we can do.

Wicked Woman, are you leaving?

I...

Nobody is leaving.

I can't cure your illness, what's the point of staying here?

I want everybody to stay... because I just found out that...

Mr. Yin didn't kill Mr. Prescriptor.

Someone else did it.

Someone else did it?

That makes sense.

Otherwise, we can't explain the death of Mr. Yin and Living Bian Que.

You all must stay here until I find out the murderer.

Amitabha.

Mr. Jian has his own reason.

But how long does it take to solve the case?

Right. How long does it take?

Three days?

Three days isn't enough.

Three days... I'm afraid my money won't last for three days.

- Look. - It won't take three days.

I will find the real murderer by tomorrow morning.

That's great!

I hope by tomorrow morning, the truth will be revealed.

It's getting late, I'll get some rest.

I can't cure your illness anyway, I'll get some rest too.

If you need any help, just let me know.

See you.

It isn't peaceful after all.

Jian, do you have enough time?

Not enough.

Then why did you promise them?

I want to motivate myself.

I realized that in critical situations, my brain works faster.

Miss Gong Que,

why are you still here?

Time is running out, I'll stay with you.

Okay.

Mr. Yin was probably killed right before we barge in.

Living Bian Que might have died slightly earlier than him.

The rain was too heavy just now,

the blood was washed away by the rain.

But judging from the stiffness of Living Bian Que's body,

he probably died before it got dark.

He snucked out.

It must be something important.

I followed him, but then I lost him.

All of us thought he left in advance.

But the truth is...

Living Bian Que had found something.

So he went to verify it.

He didn't expect to be killed on his way back.

The murderer hid his body and baggage on the roof,

to create an illusion that he took off early.

I really want to know,

what did he do out there?

Regarding Mr. Prescriptor's death,

Mr. Yin went upstairs after hearing the thunder.

But before that,

there's already an argument going on in Mr. Prescriptor's room.

Who was it?

Moreover, at Mr. Prescriptor's murder scene,

we found traces of blood stains on the floor.

But there was fresh blood over the old blood stains, it was strange.

I wanted to ask Mr. Yin... did he wipe away the blood stains?

Mr. Yin and Living Bian Que are dead now.

I can no longer find out... the things that I wanted to know

I should have known that... this case won't be that simple.

It's my fault for not making it clear.

Jian, do we still have a chance?

I'm sure there are plenty of trails for us to uncover the truth.

Since I can't get the answers from the living,

I shall go and ask the dead.

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