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MY ROOMMATE IS A DETECTIVE

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When I moved the body,

I found the traces of the cross being pounded.

So I think the culprit might've used the Flying Tiger Claw hook.

Flying Tiger Claw?

Yes.

He threw the hook

onto the cross

and climbed up the rope with the body on his back.

When he reached the top,

he hung the body on the cross

using the rope.

Climbed up with the body on his back?

That needs a lot of strength.

He must be a strong young man.

Can you do it?

I can give it a try.

Did you have lunch?

Not yet.

Do you want to join me?

-I'm good. -Okay.

You don't want to get a free meal?

I once had lunch in a church.

Believe me. You'll lose hope in life after eating.

Okay. If I can be of any help,

just let me know.

He's something different.

Are you suspicious of him?

Not really.

But as the priest of the church,

he's way too calm

after such a thing happened here.

If one of your colleagues you hate

died suddenly,

you'd be happy too.

Hey. What do you mean?

Don't overthink. Let's go.

Are you crazy?

Stop talking nonsense

in the presence of so many people.

I'm not crazy. Trust me.

I saw it. Really.

Stop it.

It's all in your imagination.

Listen to me.

Since Zhikang left,

you've never stopped missing him and finally fallen sick.

You can't eat or sleep well.

Over time,

it's natural for you to go into a trance.

In this case,

it's easy to have an illusion.

Do you know that?

Believe me! It's not an illusion.

I saw him. I saw him come over.

Alright.

Enough!

Trust me. I hate Massimo too.

You hate him?

You didn't really mean it.

You've done nothing.

Listen. Since our son died,

I've been thinking about killing that asshole,

even in my dreams.

How did you know I didn't kill him?

Let me tell you.

Massimo…

…was killed by me.

Can't you just let him finish?

As expected, it's you.

Mr. Cheng, follow me please.

Let me make it clear.

I feel sorry for you,

so, as long as you tell the truth,

I'll try my best to help you

get off with a light sentence.

Inspector, I'm wronged.

I'll make my own judgement.

Go ahead.

From last night till this morning,

where were you?

In the church. In my dorm.

Your dorm?

Your dorm is at the end of the corridor of the church.

The culprit couldn't have managed to

throw the hook onto the cross

at one stroke.

It must've made noise when it fell down.

If you had been in your dorm,

you must've heard it.

I'm always a heavy sleeper.

You can ask my wife about it.

Besides, I drank some wine

before I went to bed last night.

Even an earthquake couldn't wake me up.

I have one more question.

You didn't move to the church dorm

half a year ago when you were elected as the chairman,

but three months ago, after your son's death,

you requested to move there.

Why?

Your son died and your wife didn't want to report to the police.

Nobody could bear it if such things happened to them.

I really wanted to kill that asshole,

but I didn't dare to.

Then why did you tell your wife

you killed him?

Answer me.

Since my son died,

my wife has always been in a trance.

She's on the brink of a mental breakdown.

It might not be that much for her

if the killer were someone else,

but he's a priest.

What does it mean

for a devout disciple?

Her belief is collapsing.

That's right.

If it goes on like this,

my wife is sure to go crazy.

She thinks it's our son's soul

that is back to take revenge.

How could it be possible?

So I told her

I'm the one who killed him.

I just wanted to give her a reasonable excuse

to stop her thinking like that.

Bullshit!

Calm down. It kind of makes sense.

Answer my second question.

When did you move to the church dorm suddenly?

After my son died,

my wife had a fight with me every day.

I couldn't fall asleep every night.

So I had to move out.

I thought as time went on,

my wife

would get better gradually.

But unexpectedly, as you saw,

her condition is getting worse.

Wanna quibble?

Fine. I'll show you some evidence.

This is a shirt stained with blood we found in your room.

Judging from the amount of blood, it's a murder.

Yes. It's a murder.

But I'm not the murderer.

Massimo is.

It's my son's blood.

If you don't believe it,

you can ask my wife

or Father Angus.

They can give witness.

Father Angus knew about it too?

Yes, he did.

How did he respond?

He…

He had no choice.

He had tried to persuade Massimo

and even threatened him,

but it brought little effect.

That beast. He's an asshole.

He didn't listen to anyone,

including God.

So you did it yourself?

I wish I had got the courage to do that,

but I hadn't.

What does it mean

to kill a priest?

It means you'd go to hell.

God,

please tell me

what on earth I should do.

What should I do?

What do you think?

You're the chief interrogator. Don't ask me.

I'm not sure if he's telling the truth,

but my intuition told me

they're not the murderers.

Your intuition?

Of course. Killing a person is not that easy.

I'm afraid you even can't kill a chicken.

But hatred makes people

do many things they couldn't before.

Their God, or Father Angus,

helped them get rid of much hatred.

I heard from a nun that after it happened,

Father Angus often tried to straighten them out

and talked to them all night long.

Now that it happened in the church,

he has to do something.

What do you think of that shirt stained with blood?

After killing a person on purpose,

how dare he hide the shirt in his room

while knowing the police were coming?

Is it possible he's framed?

How do I know?

But I'm sure

the murderer works in the church.

Why?

Follow me

and you'll see.

It's a little weird.

Here is much cleaner than other places.

It's free from dust.

It must've been cleaned lately.

But if you look carefully,

you'll find blood stains.

The murderer must've

killed Massimo right here.

The knife among the tools

must be the murder weapon.

That knife belonged to Massimo.

And here is where he maltreated children.

Could it be that the blood stains and traces

were caused by him?

Use your brain.

You want to die?

Massimo had been maltreating children here.

All the clergy know that.

So, it's unnecessary for him to clean the site.

Look at these whips.

Obviously they're stained with blood.

But nothing is left on the knife.

It's really unnecessary

for him to clean part of the tools.

That proves

the murderer killed Massimo

with this knife right here.

The culprit knows there is a pit

and how to get here.

In this case,

he is indeed among the clergy.

And the murder weapon is there.

Now that the scope is narrowed down,

it's easier to find it out.

He had to climb over 10 meters with the body on his back.

Only Cheng could do it.

Maybe there is more than one culprit.

Do you mean…

His wife could be his accomplice.

But according to their conversation…

Maybe they said so to mislead us.

And the parents of those children in the choir

are also suspicious.

Other parents…

Yang Sufang claimed

she saw her son on the scene, right?

If she was telling the truth,

her son should actually be someone else.

Who do you think the culprit is most likely

to ask to play the ghost?

A choirboy?

You're using your brain.

So, you haven't told me

who is the most likely suspect.

They're rich.

Look carefully.

I've been to many churches.

For what? For free meals?

For art.

Many great works of art

created during the Renaissance

are of religious subjects.

That year when I looked at

the frescoes on the domes

and various sculptures in Vatican,

I cried.

Cried? Why?

Because of the shock to my soul.

At that moment, as a mortal,

I felt the presence of God.

Be careful.

I almost saw God.

You'd just see Lucifer.

Mind you attitude.

Nuns serve God.

She has nothing to say to us mortals.

What are you measuring?

Guess.

How do I know?

What have you found?

I found evidence

God exists.

Do you like Father Massimo?

I heard, among the clergy,

only you two didn't have a fight with him.

You must like him.

No. No.

I guess, in this church,

nobody would like Massimo.

Really?

God will prove that.

If you don't like him,

you must've been fed up with him.

In this case, why did you tolerate him?

Why did you keep silent

after seeing him do those things?

Weren't you also doing evil?

No. It's not like that.

Father Angus

often scolded Massimo in public.

And Massimo was just an assistant priest.

We'd directly go to Father Angus

if we want to complain.

But…

But what?

Father, have you decided there is no need to go?

Yes.

If you really go to Guangzhou today,

Massimo will become the priest

of this church.

I get scared just thinking of

a child abusing priest.

Everyone is fighting

their own demons.

It's just that Massimo gave up to the demon

in his heart too easily.

He'd confess to me,

but every night,

he turned into a different person.

Is that why

you let him do according to his wills,

the horrid wills?

He did whatever he wanted to do, but never thought about what he did.

That's why he's awful.

Mr. Lu, why did you come into my room

without knocking at the door?

I'm looking for something.

If you tell me what you want to find,

maybe I can help you.

I'm looking for a weapon the killer used.

Can you help me with that?

I heard you've been to Vatican.

News travels fast.

A nun told me.

I'm ashamed to say I haven't.

It's worth visiting. Quite an eye-opener.

The place closest to God.

We should go there at least once.

The place closest to God

is right here.

You're right.

I'm looking everywhere for you.

The police station

has found the choirboy you mentioned.

Good job.

You're just an angel. You know that?

I don't know how to respond.

The investigation is at the critical moment.

Only you brought me some good news.

If you know what the boy said,

you wouldn't be as happy as now.

What did he say?

He said that

Massimo took him to the pit

the night before

and he stayed there till 1:00 or 2:00 a.m.,

but he saw nothing.

Saw nothing?

I see.

What did you see?

Finish your words, please.

Hurry, or the murderer will run away.

Who is it?

You'll see soon.

I know who the culprit is.

Me too.

Who is it?

Angus.

The priest?

What the heck?

He's in the interrogation room.

Buddy, can you stop arresting people at will?

He's here to give himself up to law.

I've long been aware of Father Massimo's behavior,

even before the sudden death of Yihe's child.

After the poor child died,

I urged Yihe to go to the police,

but his wife was not willing to do so,

maybe because of her belief.

So I did nothing.

It was just two weeks ago that

I heard I was going to be transferred away from here.

I know as soon as I leave,

the deputy priest Massimo

would be promoted to become the priest of this church.

This would only encourage his violent behavior.

He's abused every child

in the choir.

He even started buying poor kids

from outside.

As a priest,

I couldn't just allow myself to leave like this.

So you killed him?

That's the only way I can stop him.

How did you kill him?

First I drugged him.

Then I dragged him outside to the pit.

I found a knife there. I used it to stab him to death.

Then I put nails through his hands and feet

to show his sins to God.

Then what happened?

Then…

You're coming up to 60 years old.

How did you climb up a cross more than 30 feet high

holding a rope in your hand and him on your back?

I…I don't know.

I don't know where I got the strength.

I think God gave me the strength.

God gave you the strength.

Is your God even willing to help you

when you kill and lie?

Silly Lu.

Obviously, he's telling a lie.

No. No.

You already know who killed Massimo,

don't you?

I did.

You're not that capable.

I know who the killer is.

I also know the reason why you handed yourself in.

It was me.

I killed him.

It was me. I killed him.

Half an hour ago,

Father Angus came to the police station and confessed his crime.

He said he killed Massimo.

Impossible.

Father Angus couldn't have done that.

Angus couldn't have killed him,

but he told us he did.

Do you know why?

Because he knows who the killers are

and wants to become the fall guy for them.

The killers

are the three of them.

What? The three of them?

Even the thirty of them

couldn't have climbed so high with a body,

let alone three.

You're right,

but they didn't need to do that,

because one of them

is a physics enthusiast.

She found out a subtle

and interesting approach.

Do you mean the rope in the coffin?

Exactly.

Inspection Qiao, do me a favor.

What is it?

Demonstrating the progress of the crime.

Aren't you interested in it?

No.

Adou, come over.

Tie him with one end of the rope and this with the other end.

Throw it over.

Knowing the cross has a smooth surface,

the culprit makes it a simple pulley

to change the direction of force.

In this way, she just needed to pull one end,

to make the body

climb up the cross.

So, the dent in the cross

was not caused by a Flying Tiger Claw hook,

but a candlestick.

Exactly.

Among all the candlesticks in the church,

I found only the one in the nuns' room

has a dent in it.

But there is no trace of scratches on the cross.

Because the cross is made of a special kind of material

called stainless steel.

Different from a cross made of cast iron,

a dent may be left if you hit it with a copper candlestick,

but it has high resistance to wear and tear,

so it's not easy to leave traces of scratches of a rope.

Okay. Even if they managed to

make the body stay at the same height as the cross,

how did they hang it there?

Could they fly?

When I found the body,

I smelled potassium nitrate around his waist.

I wondered

why it smelled that since he was stabbed to death

and hung in the air.

But when I looked at

the cross again,

I suddenly realized that

the floating cross

is close to the corridor of the second floor.

You can touch it with a stick.

The long stick in the pit.

Exactly.

That explains why

the rope knots around his neck and wrists

are bigger.

It's to make it easier

to hook him in the air.

The third nun came to the corridor of the second floor

and hung the body on the cross

by use of a stick with a hook at its top.

Is it so complicated?

It proves they were eager to kill him.

Now you can send guys to search the pit.

I'm sure

near the place where Massimo was killed,

you'll find a stick, ropes,

a hook and asbestine cloth.

What is the asbestine cloth for?

To untie the ropes.

Standing somewhere 3 or 4 meters away from the body,

they can hang it on the cross

by use of a hook,

but it's not easy

to untie the ropes around his waist.

Then the clever nun

thought of a good idea,

to burn the ropes.

It's not easy to do that either.

That's why they need potassium nitrate.

So, the asbestine cloth…

It's used to cut off the flame.

Correct. It's incombustible.

Put it behind the rope

so that the body wouldn't be burnt.

When the rope was burnt,

the cloth fell down naturally.

Inspector,

I found this in the coffin.

If you send someone

to search the nun's room,

you'll find several books

about physics,

a candlestick with a dent in it,

and…

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because Father Angus whom you want to stay

has confessed his crime.

Do you really want him to be your scapegoat?

You're right.

We should've done that for those kids earlier.

Why are you squatting there? It's of no use.

The church can't do without Father Angus.

Everything

was done by us.

This way.

What's another evidence you mentioned?

Go look at the blanket in their room and you'll see.

You should've reported it to us earlier.

He's a priest, from Vatican.

What is it?

The Municipal Council has sent someone to investigate in Vatican.

He reported by telegram

that Massimo is not a priest at all,

but a gangster in Rome.

After killing the real priest, he disguised as him

and came to Shanghai for safety.

What?

Let's take a step back.

Even if he's really a priest,

as one of God's children,

you still don't have the right to harbor him

after he did such cruel things.

If you hadn't indulged him one time after another,

what happened could've been avoided.

Father,

I know you're loyal enough to God,

but as a man,

you're unmanly.

I just got the news.

Father Angus was transferred.

I'll be organizing everything now.

Just waiting to collect your money for the next six months.

I never thought things could go so well.

This really is a gift from God.

All thanks to Cambridge University for giving us this outstanding student.

Lu Yao should be

in the Trinity College's Hall of Fame.

Every step he takes is under your control.

Lu Yao is a mathematics student.

I know how he thinks very well.

We only need

to use him right

to get what we want.

Here. Let's toast to my outstanding younger schoolmate.

Cheers.

Why is Lu Yao their pawn?

Who on earth is Norman?

I let guys ask about it.

Norman is a senior military official.

He once stayed in Africa for a few years.

He left the army after something happened.

Then he came to Shanghai.

What happened in the army?

To steal some cultural relics,

he had a whole village killed.

After that, all the relevant persons-in-charge were killed

to prevent divulgence.

He cannot be belittled.

I'm worried Lu Yao and Youning may get in trouble.

Send more guys to protect them.

Youning is my lifeblood.

She's also my soft spot.

Okay. I'll get it fixed.

Why are you back so late?

I have to get paid after solving the case.

You must've had a long day. Did you have dinner?

I overused my brain. I don't want to eat.

Let me have a rest.

Those nuns are pitiful.

They are nice people.

Nice?

A nice person couldn't have done such a cruel thing.

The leader of them must be a Scorpio.

What's your star sign?

I'm a Virgo, obviously.

I'm an Aries.

We don't have much in common.

If it's not for making a living,

I couldn't have made friends with you.

Nobody wants to befriend you.

You're tired.

You'd better go rest up.

Good night.

Bye!

Open the door.

Why are you back so late?

I was handling a case, Ms. Yun.

I've been waiting for you the whole day.

I paid the rent.

I'm not here for the rent.

I'm here to talk about

our relationship.

You're the landlady and I'm the tenant.

That's all.

That foreigner was going to marry me,

but everything was ruined by you.

Well. Ms. Yun.

Take a seat. Let me make things clear.

Okay.

It's Bai Youning that scared him away

because of her terrible interpretation.

You can ask her if you don't believe it.

I did.

She told me

you had a crush on me. You're jealous of him,

so you want us to break up.

Bai Youning.

You don't know

how excited I were

when I heard that.

Can I stay here tonight?

No way.

Bai Youning knows you so well.

What do you mean?

She said you're sure to say no.

She said you actually feel happy

although you say no.

It's only you and me tonight.

I'll fight you to the end.

No. Ms. Yun.

Come on.

Ms. Yun. What do you like about me?

I'll change.

Yao.

Control yourself.

Why did you wake up so early?

What's up? Are you mad at me?

Don't be narrow-minded.

Just joking. Come on.

Joking?

If I lock you and Qiao Chusheng

in the same room,

and tell him you take a fancy to him,

what would you do?

I don't care.

No matter what he thinks,

he doesn't dare to do anything to me.

I've never offended you.

Why did you do that to me?

If I don't do that,

Meng Xiaoyun would ask me to get him a boyfriend.

Besides,

I'm sure you're wise enough

to figure out a way to get rid of her, right?

So,

how on earth did you persuade her to leave last night?

I didn't.

Did the two of you really…

No.

But…

No but.

Nothing happened last night.

Last night,

I slept on bed

and he slept

on the sofa.

Why?

Because he had a crush on someone else.

Who is it?

You'd better not ask me.

Yao, if you get over unrequited love,

remember to call me.

Unrequited love?

Who is it?

Bai Youning.

You…

If I didn't say that,

she couldn't let me go.

Bai Youning, I'll get it even with you.

Wait and see.

Come on. Yao.

Yao, my bad.

I did it wrong. Okay?

Stop it. It doesn't work on me.

I'll treat you to a movie.

I can afford to get a movie ticket.

Go away.

You have to watch the movie with me.

Why do I have to?

Gao Song wants to buy

the script you modified.

Who is Gao Song?

A super star.

He invited us

to go to the premiere of his new movie.

When the premiere finishes,

we can put forward our conditions.

What conditions?

Payment for the script.

Not interested? Forget about it.

I don't lack money anyway.

How much can I get?

He's a super star

and it'll be a high-budget movie.

If you put it forward,

I think you can get dozens of silver dollars.

Good job.

What are you going to do?

To get changed and talk to him.

Why is the premiere held

in such a shabby theatre?

How could I know?

Xinguang Theatre

offered to provide a free venue,

but they refused.

Why?

Celebrities have various weird habits.

Perhaps because of geomantic omens.

Just get used to that.

Dear audience, dear guests, good evening.

I'm Tan Xiao, producer of the film.

I want to thank you for your great support

on behalf of our entire crew and cast.

Now, let's welcome

Mr. Li Rui, director of the film.

Welcome Mr. Gao Song, the leading actor of the film.

It seems the applause is not warm enough.

Welcome Mr. Gao Song, the leading actor of the film!

Mr. Gao.

Where are you going?

An earthquake happened?

Stop it.

He's dead.

Who is he?