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MY ROOMMATE IS A DETECTIVE

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Our informant at the police station said that

Lu Yao talked to the director for a long time.

And still stole the director's pen and a gold-plated button on his pocket before leaving.

Do we call the police to him?

And our final plan.

If we want Mr. Bai, must take him at once.

Youning found out that

on the day he was killed the teacher told one of his colleagues that

he was going to buy an escort girl's freedom back in a high-end brothel.

I didn't expect a teacher could be so rich.

Which subject did he teach?

Maybe it was his lifelong saving, OK?

But before he could make it to the brothel,

he was killed by Wang Yidao.

What about that escort girl?

I am still digging.

Can't one of your officers do this kind of trivial matter?

Do we really need to go there in person?

Girls working in such high-end brothels

are well-informed and hard to crack.

Ordinary policemen won't be able to get information from her.

Come on, she's just an escort girl.

Try it yourself if you don't believe me.

As long as they start to talk,

anyone will give information away without realizing it.

As long as they give it away,

I can find a breakthrough.

Sorry.

I don't know anything.

Think again.

That case was very sensational ten years ago.

Sorry but I can't remember anything worth mentioning.

impossible.

You are a veteran here.

You worked here since it started business.

It's impossible for you not to know such a big news.

I rarely read newspapers

or go out.

It's normal that I don't know it.

Then you should at least hear some of your customers mention it?

The customers only talk about

happy and romantic things here.

Why would we talk about such an bloody case?

We are not nuts.

Fine.

If you don't tell me the truth,

I will take you back and interrogate you seriously.

Alright,

let me pack my things and go downtown with you.

But if you can't get information in the interrogation,

I'll see you in the newspaper's articles.

I didn't mean that. Lady. Take a seat.

I was just kidding with you.

Here, eat some fruit.

Sir, is there anything else?

If that's all,

I'm going to put on makeup and get ready for customers.

Wait.

Please cooperate with us.

Now that you say it,

I remember it.

The case you said

did ring a bell.

That teacher was a regular customer

of one of the girls here. A Miss...?

Her name is Wanqing.

Where is she now?

Sorry. I don't know.

OK, I won't ask.

Suit yourself.

We need to go back soon.

Please tell us.

I see.

You heard everything?

OK then. You know what happened.

What did she say?

Didn't you hear everything?

I was bluffing.

What did she tell you?

She said

Wanqing who was the teacher's girlfriend at that time, believed

he was not killed by Wang Yidao.

She also went to the police station several times trying to reopen the case.

But nothing happened.

It didn't take long for her to buy back her freedom and leave the brothel.

It is said

she is now a famous journalist.

I thought you said she already bought back her freedom?

Why did she go back to her old business?

I said a famous journalist.

No way.

From a prostitute to a journalist?

Such a big transition in her career.

Many high-end escort girls received good education since they were young.

They have good knowledge in instruments and art.

Shouldn't be too difficult for her to switch to writing.

Which newspaper is she in?

She doesn't know.

How should we find her?

She's in her 30s and has been in the press for ten years.

Also she's a female journalist.

There are not a lot of them in the whole Shanghai.

Just ask anyone in the newspaper industry

and we'll find out.

Wait.

What did you say to that lady anyway?

Why would she tell you everything?

What you think

a woman in her thirties and in such a profession

needs most?

Love?

Customers!

Use your brain a little.

I...

Didn't I forbid you from going into the kitchen?

There is something wrong with this pot.

Are you alright?

Come here.

Sit down.

Something's wrong with the oil, too!

Let me see your hand.

How can you use my oil?

Do you know what oil this is?

This is Italian handmade virgin olive oil!

Do you know how much it is?

Your hand is burned?

Can you be more careful?

Does it hurt?

It's okay.

But I feel hurt.

That bottle of olive oil...

How much is it? I'll pay you!

You can't buy it even if you have money!

What do you want then?

So what you have a loud voice!

Enough! Quit it!

The clock is ticking, and we still have a lot to do.

Youning, think really hard.

In addition to you, how many more female journalists are there in Shanghai?

Which section is she in?

Society news or entertainment news?

Any section.

Nobody.

She started working in the press ten years ago.

I mean it. No one.

Being a journalist is a painstaking job.

Even some girls are interested,

they can't handle the work pressure

for ten years.

Almost impossible.

Not necessarily a journalist.

Let's expand it to columnist,

editor in chief, writer,

anyone related to journalism.

You can't be the only woman in Shanghai in this industry.

OK, then you can find out yourself.

Why bother asking me?

How can I find a person among hundreds of newspapers?

Aren't you a famous detective?

This little thing can't beat you.

Speaking of female writers for newspapers,

there is really one.

Who?

As far as I know

this is a woman.

Chengxi?

A writer of Shanghai News.

She targets social and political problems with a sharp style of writing.

You can tell from her handwriting and some choices of words and phrases that

it's a woman.

Why is this name Chengxi so familiar?

The fourth victim!

Liang Wentong, who styled himself as Chengxi.

If my memory serves me right,

she started writing columns eight years ago.

She left her career as an escort girl yen years ago.

She studied for two years

and went into the newspaper industry eight years ago.

She also has the same pen name as the deceased.

It's her!

Where are you two going?

-Newspaper office! -Newspaper office!

Sorry.

We as media

have the obligation to protect the true identity of our writers.

She is a person of interest in a case.

Are you protecting a suspect?

I don't know if she's a person of interest or not.

But even if she is a suspect,

shouldn't you as the police

show me some evidence of a crime?

You know who I am, right?

Of course.

Inspector Qiao Chusheng of the Concession Police Station.

I heard so much about you.

Then you should also know

what I did before I joined the police, right?

I know.

If Inspector Qiao wants to use force,

I am just a weak intellectual.

There is no way I can fight back.

But as for tomorrow's headlines,

I can't guarantee what it will be like.

Or

you can just burn down this newspaper office.

you don't think I am capable of doing it?

OK,. If you don't want to talk, that's OK.

We shall take our leave.

Let's go.

If we leave, he is going to tell her.

If she hides,

there'll be nothing left to investigate.

Don't worry.

That won't happen.

What is this?

The newspaper's payroll.

It has everyone's address on it.

But...

Right at his desk.

Are you blind?

The room is a bit messy.

Just sit anywhere you like.

So many out of print books!

Les Soirees de Medan!

First version of Butterball!

with the signature of Maupassant.

La Comedie Humaine!

The Water Margin printed during the Wanli Period!

How expensive it must be!

Sorry.

He has a problem in his head.

It's OK.

People who love books

will be inevitable to get excited to see good books.

Ms. Chengxi, you used to go by the name Wanqing, right?

No one has called me this name for many years.

You knew that we would come one day.

Of course.

The marks on the file are so obvious.

Anyone who saw it

would get suspicious, right?

Next all they needed to do was

looking up people related to the fourth victim.

It's not difficult to find me.

When did you send the file over?

I have no habit of dropping by in person.

I mailed it.

How can you be sure

before Shen Dazhi died,

he would put the file on the table

which caused our suspicion?

He put the file on the table?

Yes.

He was reviewing the file before his death.

How did he die?

You really don't know?

You mean

I killed him

before I put the file on the table?

You misunderstood.

We mean

this murder has nothing to do with you.

The night of the crime,

she was getting get an IV drip at Santa Maria Hospital.

The time was from 8 pm to 1am.

how do you know?

Medical records on the table.

She got an acute gastroenteritis.

From the payment slip,

the time and drug dose,

the IV drip would last for at least five hours.

How can you be sure it was her who got the IV drip?

She has an injection mark at the back of her hand.

Inspector Qiao, you are blind again.

If you still don't believe me,

go to the hospital to investigate.

There are many eye witnesses there.

Doctors, nurses, and patients.

There are dozens of numbers

If I am right,

all these years

you have been investigating the case in secret.

Eventually you found out

it was not the Executioner who killed Liang Wentong.

It was Shen Dazhi who has been promoted to Section Chief.

That's right.

All these years

with the help of the girls in the brothel,

I finally found someone who

saw Shen Dazhi on the night of the crime.

According to him,

Wang Yidao was very drunk and lying on the ground.

He was incapable of killing anyone.

You mean

it was Shen Dazhi who killed your lover

and then framed Wang Yidao?

At first it was just a guess of mine.

But then more than one girls told me that

Shen Dazhi was unappreciated

in the patrol unit because he was illiterate.

So he frequented brothels.

After he got drunk,

he often bashed intellectuals.

When Mr. Liang came to buy my freedom that night,

he must bump into the drunk Shen Dazhi

and was killed by him.

This is just your guess.

Be it a truth or my guess,

that night when I mailed the file to Shen Dazhi,

I also left him a letter.

I told him if he didn't plead guilty,

I would make this matter on newspaper.

He died that very same night.

He must had done something evil.

I call it his karma.

Chengxi really has no suspicion of crime?

There are eye witness.

Maybe she paid

the doctors and nurses that night?

Dozens of eye witnesses.

Why don't you try paying so many of them?

Even if it's not her who personally killed him,

this case must have something to do with her.

Why do you say that?

My intuition.

Trust me.

When she mentioned Shen Dazhi,

I could clearly feel

her strong hatred of him in her eyes.

She has the motive

doesn't mean that she would really commit the crime.

Moreover, the real murderer

won't leave clues which suggest themselves.

Where are you going?

Xiangmanlou Restaurant.

Why?

Ten years ago,

Wang Yidao was arrested in front of Xiangmanlou while dumping the body.

I want to revisit the crime scene.

You just want me to buy you late night snack!

What are you doing?

The decoration is very nice.

The owner is quite rich.

Inspector Qiao, welcome!

Why didn't you bring your girlfriend today?

How many girlfriends does he have?

Who is this gentleman?

I am his boyfriend.

Just call me Lu.

Mr. Lu, nice to meet you!

Don't listen to his nonsense.

We are here

to ask some questions about the case ten years ago.

That case ten years ago?

Which case is it?

An executioner was caught

ten years ago in front of your restaurant.

Ten years ago in front of the restaurant?

Sir, can you give a little bit more information?

I don't remember anything.

Ten years ago, February 5.

No wonder.

Xiangmanlou

opened ten years ago on February 6th.

We held the plaque-hanging ceremony at 10 in the morning.

Mr. Bai was here too.

And he also sent a flower basket.

Such a big honor!

I always remember it as it happened at yesterdays

Is the date right?

Of course!

February 6th of that year

was the 23rd day of the twelfth month of the lunar year.

I asked a Fengshui master to calculate

the luckiest date for the ceremony!

OK, we see.

Well.

Could you go and get some night snacks for us?

You are in for a treat today!

Newly arrived Jingjiang anchovy.

I have asked the kitchen to make some Wonton with it.

I'll bring some for you later.

Wait a moment.

That's a bit interesting.

What have you come up with?

Nothing.

Your Parker is leaking ink.

I want to fix it and return it to you.

It's yours. Now speak.

According to the file,

at the night of February 5th, Wang Yidao killed the fourth victim and got

caught in front of Xiangmanlou while dumping the body.

And he was interrogated overnight

and executed on the night of February 6th, right?

Yes?

But the plague with the name "Xiangmanlou"

was not there until 10 am on February 6th.

In other words, the name "Xiangmanlou"

was not supposed to appear in Wang Yidao's confession because he didn't see it.

So you mean

his confession was forged.

If Shen Dazhi was

the murderer of the teacher,

and he wanted to blame Wang Yidao for it,

he could only collude with the police officer who interrogated Wang Yidao together

to make a false statement.

But that night what they saw

should be a restaurant waiting to open

without a plaque yet.

But to make this confession

look more real and detailed,

they came back again.

But they didn't expect

it was the name of Xiangmanlou

that gave them away.

Next

we have to find

the police officer who got

Wang Yidao's confession with Shen Dazhi.

Where are you going?

Go back to pull the files.

Can't we check after eating some food?

Taste it.

Freshly made.

What do you think?

How is it?

You checked the files overnight.

Have you got anything.

We have.

That's great.

Tell me.

Ten years ago,

the one who interrogated Wang Yidao with Shen Dazhi,

it was you, right?

What do you mean?

It took a lot of work to find this person.

We checked the files and found out that

the police station caught fire not long ago in which

some old files were burned,

including the files from the case ten years ago.

Fortunately, Inspector Qiao has a wide network.

He visited some retired policemen back in the year

and asked around to eventually find out

the two of you interrogate him together.

You started to make rapid advances in your career

since that case, right?

Yes.

And then

we suspected that

ten years ago you killed that teacher.

Then you

framed Wang Yidao for the murder with Shen Dazhi.

Are you serious?

Take it easy.

It's just our doubt so far.

Did Mr. Bai know?

After the case is closed,

I will personally tell him.

Mr. Bai asked you to help me

But you accused me of something I didn't do.

OK.

I want to hear

how I became a murderer in your mouth.

Come, please sit down.

Sit.

Ten years ago,

Wang Yidao killed three people.

You are ordered to arrest him.

You found the suspect near Xiangmanlou.

During the chase,

you grappled with the suspect

and unfortunately

killed that teacher by accident who was on his way to the brothel.

You used the huge reward on Wang Yidao

and the opportunity to get promoted to be a permanent police officer

to bribe Shen Dazhi who was patrolling in the area.

Subsequently

You and Shen Dazhi interrogated Wang Yidao overnight.

While he was still drunk,

you two rushed the process and made him confess the first three charges

and pinned

the fourth murder on him, too.

You guys killed two birds with one stone.

You got promotion, and Shen Dazhi made a fortune.

Well played.

Listen to yourself!

You have to have evidence.

It was a case from ten years ago.

You thought it was over forever.

But you didn't expect

ten years later

that teacher's girlfriend,

a former escort girl

sent a file to Shen Dazhi

to force him to confess.

Shen was a timid person so

he was scared to death.

He discussed with you about what to do.

But you thought, in for a penny, in for a pound.

Why not kill him to tie loose end?

Bravo!

Are you investigating a case

or writing a detective novel?

We all know what happened yesterday.

The scene was a perfect locked room.

May I ask you how I killed him and left the scene?

That little trick

can only fool idiots.

Watch your language!

The crime scene was seen as a locked room

with three premises.

Door locked from inside, window locked from inside, and a spinning exhaust fan.

Other than that,

There was no other way out.

And according to the police officers at the scene last night,

after they broke into the room

they checked door lock and window locks

and saw it with their own eyes that

the exhaust fan was spinning.

What do you mean?

How could a person get through it when the fan was spinning?

It was just a deceptive trick.

The killer did two things before he alerted people.

He placed a mirror below the curtain

and placed a floor fan that was turned on

at a blind spot across the floor fan.

So the killer could easily climb through

the exhausted fan which was not turned on.

But the people who entered the room

would mistakenly think that the fan was always spinning.

You even thought of such a trick,

I can see that you must be very desperate at that time.

Even so

you can't prove that I am the murderer.

I haven't finished yet.

After the murder,

no one went in or out of the yard,

which means the killer was still hiding in the police station.

You escaped from the room

and blended in the lobby on the first floor,

where you pretended to hear the gunfire with everyone else.

A police officer told me in the morning that

he turned off the fan.

So after the crime, and before we arrive,

who could come in to retrieve the floor fan?

Nobody, except you.

I'll say the same thing as I said before.

Evidence.

No matter how smart a criminal is,

he always leaves evidence at the crime scene.

Please.

You guys can give it a try.

You can definitely climb out through the fan.

Indeed.

As long as the fan doesn't spin,

just push a little

the fan blades will be bent.

Climbing out through it is definitely not a problem.

I came here

from the lobby with everyone else!

That's not a real alibi.

You jumped from here

onto the flower bed on the first floor.

Then you slipped back to the lobby where you met other people.

Since you pretended to be just off work,

of course you were wearing your police uniform.

But is something missing

in his police uniform?

Missing a button.

This uniform is worn out.

What's so strange about missing a button?

Nothing strange at all.

But I also know

where your button is now.

Excuse me.

When you pick up a button from your clothes, naturally you put it in the pocket.

What kind of evidence is that?

Of course, the button itself can't prove anything.

But on this button

there is a small red thread.

I tied it on the button.

While in your office,

I saw this beautiful button.

So I cut it off

and placed it under the fan.

Only the killer will worry

if he left any evidence at the scene.

So you found it and hid the button.

There is a saying,

"You're too smart for your own good".

What else do you want to say?

Chusheng,

have mercy since we studied under the same mentor!

I have helped you before.

I'm wearing a police uniform now.

Fine.

Please tell Mr. Bai.

Sorry that I brought you guys trouble.

Please.

Help me hold the records.

That was fast to solve this one.

Thank you.

Please take a seat.

Why? Are you interviewing me?

How did you solve this case?

Tell me in detail.

OK.

Three silver dollars.

Do you know how much I get paid for this article?

It's okay, I'm not in a hurry.

Come back when you save enough money.

Fine!

I'll ask Chusheng.

Don't bother.

The murderer of this case

was a proud disciple of your father.

No one would like to make public

this kind of family scandal

except retards and idiots.

Are you a reporter or an mafia?

You are a girl,

and a well-educated girl! If you can't be gentle and virtuous,

at least you can refrain your violent tendency!

You won't get married for the rest of your life if you act like this!

Ok! I will refrain!

I am refraining!

I am refraining!

Don't run!

Stop!

You know how much work it took me

to make him the police chief?

He killed someone.

The evidences are valid.

How can I let him get away with it?

You never killed someone in your life?

I have never killed innocent people.

All these years

I only killed guilty people in the underworld.

Not a single civilian.

If you have to insist on letting him go,

OK.

I can find someone to take the blame.

But allow me to

quit this inspector job.

You...

He did such an evil thing.

If I let him go,

how am I going to face my team in the future?

You little rascal.

Your temper has never changed since you were a kid.

So stubborn and short-tempered.

If you still resent me,

punish me according to our gang's rules. I accept it.

You did nothing wrong.

Why should I punish you？

I'll think of a way to deal with Zhabei Police Station.

You...

Just stay at the Concession but don't make any more trouble!

Thank you. You're a wise man.

The Zhabei Police Chief has pled guilty

and been put to death.

One of my people will fill his position.

Mr. Bai's influence and power

in China will gradually diminish.

This is the right time. The tooth is pulled out.

Although the situation is developing well for us,

Qiao Chusheng and his followers,

their investigation is very thorough.

I am afraid if this is allowed to continue,

it will be no small disaster for us.

Qiao Chusheng only understand brutal force.

Lu Yao was the key.

Now we need to deal with him as soon as possible.

The thing is Lu Yao is from Cambridge.

In Shanghai, there are a lot of influential alumni.

His family is also rich.

And you think with his education background,

his manners,

the way he operates,

you really think he's going to mix with the rabble?

Nice bar.

Whiskey, please.

Ok.

The final payment of the previous case's consulting fee.

Count it.

Thank you, Mr. Qiao!

Do you have enough cash?

Enough to maintain my basic food and clothing.

Why don't you ask your family to support you?

You looked into me?

I did.

And I was startled.

You are from such a rich family.

Why are you living such a poor life?

Let me ask you.

If you can only choose between money and pride,

what will you choose?

I..

Of course I choose pride.

See? Like attracts like.

Then we should hang out more.

Anyone there?

Anyone? Please open the door!

Open the door!

Who is it?

I beg you, let me in!

Please let me in!

I beg you to open the door!

Don't come over!

Help me, anyone?

Don't come any closer!

Is there anyone?

Don't come over!

Hello?

Excuse me.

Thank you.

What's the situation?

Not sure yet.

God, this is...

Wait!

I haven't taken a picture yet!

You can take it back at the station.

So many people here. Pay attention to your behavior.

Are those teeth real?

How should I know?

This is a vampire!

Vampire?

That reporter just said so!

The identity of the deceased has not been confirmed yet.

Could you keep your voice down?

Wake up. We are here.

Hey, what are you doing?

The crime scene is well-preserved.

You only have five minutes.

Hurry up and let's go back to the station.

Isn't this the coroner's job?

Could you please open his mouth?

And then what?

Look closer.

He has fangs.

Definitely not a human.

The one who kidnapped me here from home

is not a human.

Come here.

A lady was stalked in the early hours

and chased for several blocks.

Finally they arrived at the crime scene

and the follower suddenly spontaneously combusted.

The fire grew quickly, and he died instantly.

And there was an eye witness at the scene.

Where's the lady being followed?

She is still in shock and emotionally unstable.

When you question her,

pay attention to your language, please.

I'll try my best.

Lin Jiang?

you are?

You don't recognize me?

I am Lu Yao!

I'm also from Cambridge!

I went there two years later than you.

At the freshmen welcome party,

You were the one who put the corsage on me.

Silly Lu!

Why are you here?

A while ago, I fell out with my old man.

I can only rely on myself now.

I have been helping Inspector Qiao to work cases recently.

Enough about me.

How are you doing?

What do you think?

Are you the witness of this case?

What did you see?

Tell me.

I am a reporter of Xinyue Daily.

Rest assured.

The identity of our informant will be strictly confidential.

There is fee for providing information.

You know,

that man was burned to death.

I know this too.

Then do you know what "dying in the sun" means?

Huh?

Let me tell you,

this ghost was

was going to eat that lady

before the sun came out.

But then the sunshine just hit him

and "boom"!

The ghost was burned to death.

How scary is that?

And then what?

And then...

then...

then...

That's it.

You...

You guys finished scene investigation so soon?

Feel free to stay here.

Silly Lu and I are going back to the Police Station to

talk to the witness again.

Wait!

I am going with you.

Where are you going now?

Police Station.

Where else should I go?

What are you looking for?

Tealeaf.

Isn't there some on the coffee table?

That is low quality.

Bring out the good stuff!

I owe you in my previous life!

Hurry up! Why are you so stingy?

Have some tea to calm down your nerve.

what's the deal here?

She was also a student in Cambridge University.

Definitely not simple as that.

Look at his lustful look.

Lustful?

I think he is just being nice.

When did you ever see him being so kind

and polite to girls?

That's true.

Ask anything you want, make it quick though.

I have patients in the afternoon.

patients?

I work at Hongren Hospital.

It's not too far from the scene.

I was on the night shift yesterday.

I just left the hospital

when I felt like someone was following me.

At first I thought it was robbing.

But I found out later it was not it.

How did you find out?

I threw the wallet to him.

He didn't pick it up at all.

He just kept chasing me.

Don't come any closer!

I'll give you all my money.

Don't come over!

Anyone there?

In the alley

I almost got caught by him.

Can you show me?

I want to know the exact position and your movements at that time.

Here they come.

Wow! In broad daylight? He's really badass.

Which country's etiquette is this?

No matter which country's etiquette it is,

there is something going on between the two.

That's it.

What is?

If it were not for I hit him on the eye,

I might be dead by now.

Do you know the follower?

Probably not.

Probably?

His face was covered in bandages

showing only eyes and mouth.

And when he came closer,

I could smell a rancid smell.

Like corpse's smell.

And he had sharp teeth.

What does this mean?

Some people think he was a vampire.

You believe this kind of thing?

If a theory hasn't been disproved by science,

we cannot overthrow it all.

And I heard that man also died when the sunshine hit him.

Isn't that also a characteristic of vampires?

Silly Lu, you were a student of Trinity College.

If your mentor hears you say so,

what would he say?

Whatever he wants to say.

He doesn't even like me anyway.

He told me

in your grade,

you were the best student of his.

Scientific research

requires patience.

I am not cut out for that.

Do you have time tonight?

Why?

There is a French restaurant newly opened at Avenue Petain.

They make great food.

I don't know what time I can be off work today.

Let's talk later when I am off.

Do you have anything else to ask?

No.

Let me send you back home.

No, thanks.

Solve the case.

If this matter is not solved,

I will feel scared to go to work.

Ex-girlfriend?

how is this possible?

You used to have a crush on her?

I used to like her, just a little bit.

Then what happen?

Why didn't you woo her?

My sense of inferiority.

You? Inferiority?

Her dream is

to be someone like Madam Curie.

Unfortunately,

I'm not Mr. Curie.

The deceased is thin.

His nails are oddly long.

Unburned skin tissue have purple spots on it

and wrinkled.

The whole body is pathological.

What about the fangs?

Still there.

And they are his real teeth.

Don't touch him.

You might get an abrasion.

Do you really think he is a vampire?

Even if not, his body must have bacteria on it.

What if you get infected?

There are no

obvious edema, congestion,

or inflammation reactions on his skin.

The internal organization does not show thermogenesis or

signs of respiratory syndrome.

So this shows...

He was burned after death?

Theoretically, this is the case.