Miss S (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Shadows in the Bookstore Part 1 - full transcript

Shadows In The Bookstore

Ladies and gentlemen.

Now for the most important item of the auction.

It's also today's last item.

A bronze tripod cauldron of the Shang Dynasty.

An emperor's bronze cast

sought after by many around the world.

Why isn't Yin Wangshan here yet?

780 yuan.

Zha Kedan

Wu Haixi



Ch'i Chih Bookstore

Have a cup of tea.

Thank you.

Li Huilan

Yin Wangshan

800 yuan.

800 yuan...

850 yuan.

- 900. -This gentleman here, 900 yuan.

900 yuan going once.

1,200 yuan.

Miss, did I hear you correctly?

Did you say 1,200 yuan?

Yes, you heard it correctly.



1,200 yuan going once.

1,200 yuan going twice.

1,200 yuan going three times! Sold!

Invalid!

I pronounce the outcome of this auction invalid.

Every bid and every outcome of the auction

are all invalid.

Father, don't. We'll talk at home.

- Let's not talk here. -Move aside.

Who gave you permission

to auction off my cauldron?

Sir, Haixi wanted us to auction it off.

Your things belong to him as well, right?

- He's right. -Nonsense!

If my things belong to him

then is my wife his wife too?

She's his mother!

Get this, Zha.

I'm not dead yet.

You rascals wheedled him

into taking my possessions

and selling them off.

I didn't. Father, you...

We didn't wheedle him into it.

Haixi did it of his own accord.

I won't allow that! You brat.

I'm going to kick your butt. Go home now!

I'm sorry. Please calm down. I'm sorry.

What's going on?

How dare you steal

from right under my nose?

Listen to me, it's not what you think.

I did this for the Restoration Association.

The Restoration Association?

I'm warning you. Stay away from Zha Kedan.

Do you think they can launch a coup

with just the few of them?

Come to your senses.

Mister, listen. I won the bid

for the tripod cauldron just now.

So, I'm taking it with me.

You caused this trouble.

You explain it to her.

Miss, you saw what happened.

I put this cauldron up for auction

without my father's permission.

I'm sorry.

Father, I didn't know it cost this much.

I took the one I thought you didn't like.

Sir, this tripod cauldron is a classic piece

from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties.

The whole world is crazy about it.

You can't take it back after auctioning it off.

Looks like you're an expert on this.

You know how much this is worth.

All the more I can't sell it to you.

- Sir, you have to keep your word. -Miss.

I'm sorry. This is how my father is.

Please forgive us.

How about this, sir?

Here's my name card.

If you ever change your mind

feel free to contact me. Thank you.

I won't have any use for it.

Young Master Wu, Master Wu.

Something bad happened to Wangshan.

Let's go and have a look.

Let's wait and see.

Wangshan...

Wangshan...

What happened to him?

He fainted all of a sudden.

I didn't know what to do

other than making sure he didn't bite his tongue.

Can you hear me? Say something, Wangshan.

Is he unwell?

I think his epilepsy acted up.

I'm sorry to say

he didn't just suffer a seizure.

He's dead.

What happened?

Wangshan! How did this happen?

Wu Zutong

He was fine when he came in.

Wangshan had mentioned he had epilepsy.

But I had never seen him

having a seizure before.

- Wangshan. -Sir.

Do you want to call the police?

Call the Central Police Station

and ask for Inspector Luo Qiuheng.

- Hurry up... -I'll go right away.

It looks like it's time to close the store.

Why is Inspector Luo here?

No way. Someone died in the bookstore?

Miss Su is unbelievable.

People drop dead wherever she goes.

Maybe Inspector Luo's here to buy a book.

You can tell he's the educated sort.

You're saying he came with policemen in tow

in a police car to buy books?

Yeah, right.

You're right.

- He came... -Now, that's a coincidence.

- Qiaomei. -Tan.

Why are you here?

Taozi invited me over to make desserts.

I'm on my way to Miss Su's house.

Can I get a ride?

But I have to send Miss Su home.

Why don't you go first?

All right. Be careful.

- OK. -For you.

Miss Su, may I know

how you're related to the victim?

This man here? I don't know him.

If you don't know him, then why are you here?

The father and son who are being interrogated.

Do you see them?

There's a tripod cauldron on the table.

I won the bid for that cauldron

at an auction just now.

So by right, it belongs to me.

But Mr Wu insisted that his son sold it

at the auction without his permission.

He wanted the tripod cauldron back.

We were debating the issue outside

when the bookstore owner came out

and said something had happened in here.

Trouble seems to follow wherever you go.

You set out to buy an antique

and someone wound up dead at your feet.

Are you blaming me for this?

Wangshan...

Miss Li, please sit.

Do you know that man who was so worked up?

- Yes. -What is his name?

Wu Haixi.

I have a few questions for you.

Did anybody visit the store

before Yin Wangshan?

Wangshan was the first customer today.

Was he here to return or to borrow books?

To return some books.

He passed out shortly after he got here.

He passed out?

Could you describe the state he was in?

He was convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

I was worried that he might bite his tongue

so I stuck a ruler between his teeth.

The victim is Yin Wangshan.

He was an apprentice

working in Wu Zutong's store.

Wu Zuwen is the well-dressed man.

He's Wu Zutong's elder brother

and the landlord of this building.

He owns a row of shop lots on this street.

Yufeng Auction House

Tongwen Textile

The owner of this bookstore is Li Huilan.

She comes from Liuyang, Hunan.

She rents a lot from Wu Zuwen

and runs the bookstore.

Yin Wangshan was one of her regular customers.

Wu Haixi and Yin Wangshan were classmates.

Wu Haixi...

Let's make a bet.

With my good name as the wager.

Why would I do that?

Yin Wangshan was poisoned to death.

A man had just died in the bookstore

yet the store owner is there

tidying the shelves

as if nothing had happened.

All right.

I'll take Miss Li back to the police station

for further interrogation.

Stop meddling in this matter.

Why are you so ungrateful?

I was the first to arrive at the scene

and I called you here.

This is my job to begin with.

Try calling the fire-fighters.

Do you think they would care?

Listen.

There's a cabinet next to the counter.

Behind its right glass door

there's a teapot that's still warm.

There are only three cups. One is missing.

I found a broken teacup in the rubbish bin.

I also happened to find the broken cup handle

beside the body.

All right.

I'll consider interrogating her here.

You can stay by the sidelines.

You may listen but no asking questions.

You must remain silent.

Deal.

Also...

don't touch anything at the crime scene again.

Miss Li.

We have some questions for you.

What's your relationship with the victim?

He was my customer.

Do you always make tea for your customers?

No.

Did you make tea

for any of your customers today?

No.

But this teapot is still warm.

I made tea today.

It slipped my mind.

I don't understand how

you'd be in the mood to make tea

after someone died in your store.

I made it while I was waiting for him.

For whom?

Yin Wangshan.

So, you knew he was coming today?

He would come here every other day.

When he was having a seizure

instead of trying to save him

you were putting your tea set away?

I didn't know it was life-threatening.

Miss Li, do these books have anything

to do with Yin Wangshan?

He returned some of them earlier.

In that case, we have to take them back

to the police station as evidence.

You'll have to come with us as well.

Xiao'an, take all of that back with us.

Miss Su, I'm not inviting you along

since you've got nothing to do with this case.

Who told you I'm heading to the police station?

I'm going to the Restoration Association.

Inspector Luo, do you know where it is?

Go out and turn right. It's along Seymour Road.

It's behind Huguang Guild Hall.

- Thank you. -You're welcome.

Inspector Luo, you see

I was at the crime scene just now.

So, if you need my help with this investigation

feel free to come to me.

- That won't happen. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Restoration Association

Mr Wu, do you think there's anything strange

about Yin Wangshan's death?

Could he have gotten himself

involved in some sort of danger before he died?

That is possible.

How can you say that?

You don't know a thing about him.

Here. Have a drink.

Slow down.

So when's the wedding?

Qiaomei, don't you forget.

I'll be the one to sew your wedding dress.

We're not in a hurry.

We haven't decided if we're going back

to our hometown to be farmers

or to do something else.

You two won't be staying in Shanghai?

My uncle has a small grape farm in Jiading.

He has gotten too old to work.

He keeps urging us to go back and help him out.

It's not decided yet.

It's not decided yet.

He's right.

Tan is working tirelessly all day

without taking care of his health.

Tan, what about the taxi

you share with Song?

My mother said it's dangerous to drive a taxi.

If the taxi hits a pedestrian

the pedestrian might die.

If the taxi collides with a lorry

the driver might die.

It's way safer to be a farmer.

Yes. It's safer to be a farmer.

It's fine. Shanghai is filled with people

that couldn't care less about their lives.

I'll just find someone to replace Tan.

That's perfect. Thank you, Brother Song.

You're welcome.

This way, everyone gets what they want.

Everyone will be happy, right?

Excuse me.

May I know where Miss S Detective Agency is?

It's right here.

It's right here? I see.

- Thank you. -You're welcome.

Father, are we really going to seek her help?

Stop dilly-dallying.

- Slow down. -Song!

Song! Where are you going?

To find a new partner.

Aren't you quitting to plant grapes?

Find a new partner? Who says I'm quitting?

Isn't this what you want?

I said it aloud for you.

How would you know what I'm thinking?

Enough said. You're going to start a family.

It beats working with a single man like me.

I'm not kind and considerate like her.

"Tan's working tirelessly all day."

"He should stay warm"

"and take good care of himself."

Go farm your grapes.

Song!

Su Wenli, Miss S Detective Agency

- Thank you. -Please enjoy.

Thank you.

Miss Su.

So, this is Miss S Detective Agency?

What do you think?

It doesn't look like one, does it?

You're right.

I'll get to the point.

My father and I are here today

to hire your service to help Miss Li Huilan.

As for the fee, we'll pay for everything.

Miss Li was just summoned by the police

for questioning.

But we heard the police suspect that

Li Huilan might have killed Yin Wangshan.

And she's the prime suspect, no less.

That's why we want to ask for your help.

What makes you think that Miss Li is innocent?

Miss Su, I've known Miss Li Huilan

for more than ten years.

During which she has always been

a cultured and virtuous lady.

Miss Li Huilan is from Liuyang, Hunan.

She was born in an open-minded family

and received a good education.

She was enrolled in Zhounan Girls' School

in Changsha when she was just ten.

She was in an arranged marriage

in her hometown but it didn't last.

The man was a rich man's son

who was abusive and an opium addict.

With her mother's help

she managed to escape from that marriage

and come to Shanghai.

Who knew someone so young

would have been through so much in life.

No wonder she could remain so calm

in face of crisis.

Miss Li is an intelligent lady

with great potential.

She was a proofreader at a newspaper agency

when she first came to Shanghai.

She did more than her duties entailed.

I saw that she was learned and ambitious

so I rented the shop on the street to her

so that she could open a bookstore

and lead a less harried life.

Does Miss Li have a boyfriend or a lover?

- No. -No.

As far as we know

Miss Li is a woman of great virtue.

That's right.

I see.

Miss Su, will you take on the case?

Well, it depends on

whether you're fine with the fee I charge.

What about the tripod cauldron as your fee?

Mr Wu, you understand very well

what an art lover wants.

Miss Su, you're a frank, forthright lady.

Have some tea.

Thank you.

Coming here uninvited.

I think you should just work here.

I told the policeman at the door

that you wanted to see me.

I can't believe you lied to the police.

That's not a lie. Aren't we partners?

Who is?

You and me.

I've been helping the police to fight crime

and enforce the law.

"Enforce the law"?

You're getting ahead of yourself.

These books were taken

from Ch'i Chih Bookstore?

Since they're publications, I can read them.

"New facilities are not being built."

"Old, corrupt practices"

"are causing trouble for the people."

"It encourages profit"

"but it is also harmful in many ways."

"The governance is incomparable"

"to that of the Qing Dynasty."

"Most states are in disorder."

"The people are living in misery."

"More and more people are singing the praises"

"of the previous dynasty."

There's more at the back.

"The government travelled to Kuriye"

"to sign an agreement with Russia and Mongolia"

"to remove all traitors of the Qing Dynasty."

"It is also said that the Republic of China"

"wouldn't be able to last long."

"The Qing Dynasty will be restored."

These are the books Yin Wangshan had borrowed.

It looks like he was a radical supporter

of the restoration of the Qing Dynasty.

Perhaps he had a fight with Li Huilan

in the bookstore over the contents of the book.

Is the autopsy report out yet?

Not yet. But the medical examiner believed

that it was murder by poison.

It's likely to be strychnine poisoning.

We found this poison

in the bookstore cabinet.

Li Huilan said she was using it as rat poison.

So she poisoned the tea.

Who else visited the bookstore in the morning?

According to Li Huilan

two people visited her store this morning.

One was an old man

wearing a battered military uniform.

A retired soldier that reads?

The other customer was Zha Kedan.

Why was he there?

He was there with Yin Wangshan.

He left after greeting her

because he had to attend the auction.

So, all the evidence points to

Li Huilan as the suspect.

May I talk with Miss Li Huilan?

Li Huilan? No, you can't.

She's an important suspect.

Outsiders are not allowed to see her

without a valid reason.

I have a very valid reason.

- Of course, you don't. -Of course, I do.

I've agreed to act as her representative

in exchange for a Shang Dynasty tripod cauldron.

That's quite a variety of services you offer.

Miss Li Huilan.

I didn't expect to see you in here.

Wu Haixi has hired me to investigate

his friend's death.

While Mr Wu Zuwen wants me

to prove your innocence.

I thought you assumed I was guilty.

If you want me to believe that you're innocent

I hope you can tell me something

to convince me as much.

Shall we talk about Yin Wangshan?

Even though he was from the Eight Banner

he loved to read.

He was a knowledgeable intellectual.

You said you had one other customer today.

Yes.

A man in a shabby, old military uniform.

He looked like a drunkard.

Normally, a person like that

wouldn't be interested in visiting bookstores.

Does he have any other traits?

He had a military medal pinned to his chest.

It had a motif of a tripod

with golden rays surrounding it.

Since he was wearing a military medal

I gathered he must be a soldier

who had contributed to the country.

Even if he didn't buy any books

I was fine with him being in the store

to stay out of the cold.

Before Yin Wangshan collapsed

was he there to buy or borrow books?

He came to return some books.

Our store provides book-lending service.

He had borrowed one of the volumes

of The Twenty-Four Histories.

He came to return it today.

Do you recall which volume it was?

I can't remember

but I keep a record of it.

The record is in the drawer in my office.

12 March, Yin Wangshan . The Old Book Of Tang

Did you have poison in your cabinet?

Yes. I put it there.

- What is it for? -To kill mice.

There are mice underneath

the floorboards of the old building.

They chewed on many of my books.

Pardon me, Miss Li

but you don't look at all upset to me.

Why should I be?

He was just a customer

and a book lover who happened to

have a seizure in my store and died.

Why should I be upset?

I don't think he was just a customer

or a book lover.

He was a knowledgeable and educated man.

He was also the type of man you like.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have prepared tea

and waited for him.

But now, you wouldn't tell me anything.

So, the book-lending records

are in your drawer?

Yes.

Thank you, Miss Li. I'll look into it.

Ch'i Chih Bookstore

Let me get the records for you.

It's fine. I can do it myself.

It's better for me to go, Miss Su.

You keep watch here.

All right.

- Be careful. -OK.

Book-lending Records

12 March, Yin Wangshan. The Old Book Of Tang

Put it down.

- Are you OK, Song? -Miss Su.

That man seems familiar with the area.

I'll go after him.

Don't... there's no need to.

We got what we came here for. Let's go.

Miss Su, I heard you ran into a crook

and he even shot at Song.

I really think you didn't have to go there.

Taozi, you're right.

I was up all night flipping through this book

but I can't find anything.

This book isn't even about the Qing Dynasty.

Why did it cost Yin Wangshan his life?

I really can't fathom why

someone would kill for this book.

I don't get it.

You asked me to look into the military medal

and the old military uniform.

I have some news.

A tripod surrounded by golden rays. What's that?

It's the Order of the Sacred Tripod.

To honour those who contributed to the country.

The recipient is a treasure like the tripod

with the light of honour surrounding it.

In the 18th year of the Republic of China

the central government bestowed them

upon soldiers who had made contributions.

Well done.

It is a medal of the highest honour.

Not many low-ranking soldiers

would receive such a medal.

In Shanghai and Anhui

only soldiers in General Chen Diaoyuan's army

have received it.

That's perfect. That'd narrow down

the field significantly.

Are you able to find out his name

or anything about him?

I have yet to find out his name.

But I remember that Song used to be

in General Chen Diaoyuan's army.

What a coincidence.

Now I have work for them to do.

But Song and Tan are not...

Miss Su.

Mr Wu is waiting to see you downstairs.

All right.

Mr Wu.

I wonder if it's the father or the son.

This is the clutch.

You have to press it down all the way.

After that, step on the accelerator

on the farthest right.

What are you doing?

- Who is this? -Good morning.

I found your replacement. This is Cai.

Good morning, Mr Tan. I'm Cai.

I've talked to Cai.

He'll take over your position now.

Although there's one more week to go for

this month, we'll split our pay the usual way.

We'll each take one-half of it.

Cai will do one week's work for free.

- No, I... -It's fine, Mr Tan.

This month's salary will be like a takeover fee.

Don't feel bad about it.

Good morning, both of you.

Miss Su has a task for you two.

Taozi, Mr Tan here is going back home

to get married. He's not one of us anymore.

From now on, I'll handle the tasks on my own.

What are you talking about?

No matter what my marital status is

and no matter what happens

I'll do whatever Miss Su tells me to.

I get it now. Song, you're jealous.

Why would I be jealous? That's nonsense.

Miss Su said she wanted the both of you

to handle this task together.

Find the retired soldier

with the military medal. Here.

Miss Su said that?

She wants the both of us on it?

She said the both of you have to work together

to complete the task.

This is easy. The army has a list of recipients

for military medals.

I'll go get it.

OK. Be nice to each other and don't fight.

I have to take care of someone else.

- I... -See you later.

- Let's go. You'll drive. -Sure.

Why are you tagging along?

To do my job.

Mr Wu.

- Good morning, Miss Su. -Good morning.

I picked these flowers from a garden nearby

this morning. I hope you like them.

They are gorgeous. Uncle Xiang.

Miss Su.

Bring these flowers to the living room

and place them in a vase.

- Sure. -Thank you.

Please have a seat.

Miss Su, I heard you found some evidence.

I found a book.

Please take a look.

Is there anything you find unusual

about this book?

The Old Book Of Tang?

It's just a book.

What special meaning does it carry?

You see, according to Miss Li Huilan's records

Yin Wangshan borrowed this book a week ago.

He died on the day he returned the book.

And the night before last

someone broke into the bookstore

trying to get hold of this book.

Luckily, I happened to be there.

We managed to get this book back from him.

He even fired a shot at my assistant.

- Did you get hurt? -I'm fine. Don't worry.

These are common occurrences for us.

My assistant injured him but he got away.

The thing is, I've gone through this book

but I just can't find anything

that is related to this case.

Miss Su, do you mind if I rip this book open?

I think Miss Li Huilan would understand.

Look.

What are these writings?

It's a page from some book on Shamanism.

But I don't understand.

Why would Yin Wangshan hide this

in the spine of a book

and return the book to the store

instead of keeping it with him?

That's because...

That's because the bookstore

is our secret meeting place.

Do you know what's written here in the margin?

It's written in Manchu language.

I can't read it.

But I know someone who can help us with this.

All right. Please take me there.

I can do that, but you have to change

into a more appropriate attire.

No problem.

Restoration Association

Mr Zha.

I think I have some leads to your friend

Yin Wangshan's death.

But there's something I don't understand

so I hope someone can translate it for me.

Yin Wangshan had been obsessed

with Shamanism.

He was studying its philosophy.

This is probably a page

that he tore from a book on Shamanism.

This is all I know.

There are some notes written in the margin.

What do they mean?

If you can leave this with me

I can probably translate it for you.

If you can't translate it for me on the spot

I'll find someone else who can.

Young Master.

Miss Su, this is my uncle's textile shop.

Eqihe.

Miss Su is here.

Miss Su, we met yesterday.

She's here to go through Wangshan's room.

Sure. Wangshan lived upstairs.

I'll lead the way.

It's right here.

This place looks more like a laboratory.

Wangshan had an inquisitive mind.

The experiments he did

helped me a lot with fabric dyeing.

I have no idea what he was doing here

but this room reeks of chemicals.

Yes.

Be careful, Miss Su.

We don't know what's in it.

You might get poisoned if you're not careful.

And what are these?

I didn't go to school much.

I started working at a young age.

I know nothing about these Western symbols.

Haixi's well educated. He knows more than I do.

You flatter me, Uncle.

My uncle is a well-known silk trader

in Jiangzhe and has a heart of gold.

He treated Wangshan like his own son.

Where are Yin Wangshan's books

on Shamanism?

It's in that room. I'll show you the way.

These are the books?

Yes.

It's this one.

Isn't this the page he tore off?

May I bring this back with me?

Of course. Go ahead.

Mr Wu.

I have a customer. Please excuse me.

"Grey mist and heavy fog"

"amid the lush green grass."

"The long river lined with signs of spring."

"The poor fisherman visits the place again."

"All that's left are the peach blossoms."

"She's already gone."

Did he like this poem a lot?

Yes.

Do you know if Yin Wangshan had a girlfriend?

He spent most of his time on his research.

He never mentioned anything about women.

Doesn't mean he didn't have one.

Looks like it's a matching set with your brooch.

Where did you find this?

On Yin Wangshan's bed.

You love Yin Wangshan, don't you?

That's a rude question to ask.

Miss Li, I won't be able to clear your name

if you don't come clean with me.

Yes. We were lovers.

Does anyone know about your relationship?

No. Not even his friends.

He came frequently

to my store to borrow books.

He was knowledgeable

and very well-read.

Be it science, literature or history...

he knew it all like the back of his hand.

Everyone who knew him said the same.

He'd tell me stories about his childhood.

His adventures studying abroad.

We shared the same interests.

He'd recite poetry to me.

His favourite poem...

was Li Bai's Peach Blossom Garden.

The night before he died

he told me he was going to start on

The Collection Of Li Taibai's Poems.

This is why you hurriedly kept the tea set

and cleaned up the broken teacup.

You didn't want anyone finding out

your relationship with him.

I don't want the neighbours to gossip about us.

Words can kill.

That is true everywhere

Words do kill.

I had no future with him.

He was already engaged.

His fiancée is waiting for him in Beiping.

Besides, I know he wouldn't want to settle down

get married, start a family

and lead a normal life.

If it weren't for what happened

he would be putting his plan in action.

What was he planning to do?

The night before he died

he told me he had a major breakthrough

in the research he had been working on.

His invention would make him rich

and he wouldn't need to go around

asking for funding.

He was full of ambition.

But I watched him die.

Right before my eyes.

And there was nothing I could do.

Miss Su!

Inspector Luo wants to see you.

He wants to have a serious talk with you.

A serious talk with me?

Does he think he's not serious enough?

I think he wants to talk to you about...

you trespassing, damaging evidence

and contaminating the crime scene.

Do you have a good excuse I could use?

Give me some suggestions.

I don't have any suggestions.

I think you'll be fine if you just apologise

and admit that you're wrong.

Apologise and admit I'm wrong? Why?

What did I do wrong?

I was investigating the case.

Silly lad.

Fine. I'll spare you.

I'll come up with something.

He's always asking to see me.

How can you prove that I was the one

who broke into the bookstore?

The police patrol in that area

saw a small Mercedes-Benz

parked by the road.

An extravagant and flashy car.

Only one person

in all of Shanghai owns such a car.

So if a tree on that street were to fall...

I'd be looking for the axe you used

to chop it down.

Inspector, your so-called evidence

is circumstantial and arbitrary.

I have to be like that

when dealing with the likes of you.

I cannot leave you the slightest wiggle room.

All right. I admit it.

I did drive past that street.

I dropped off my assistant Song

at the bookstore.

But I assure you my assistant

did not contaminate the crime scene.

He didn't smash the glass window

or topple the bookshelves.

Neither did he throw the books around.

The one who contaminated the crime scene

was a masked man in black.

He even attacked my assistant Song.

Why didn't you call the police

if you were attacked?

He was running away with a book.

Then he turned back and fired a shot at Song.

Under those circumstances

there was only one thing we could do.

Scream for help.

Throw a dagger at him.

Song threw a dagger at him

and got him in the shoulder.

So, how is Song? Is he injured?

No. Fortunately, that man was a lousy shooter.

The bullet didn't hit Song.

Why won't you listen for once

and stop acting on your own?

I didn't act rashly

and I wasn't acting on my own.

I brought an assistant along.

A strong assistant.

It sounded like that strong assistant of yours

didn't help much. Do you realise that

you were in grave danger?

Did you get a good look at the man in black?

I didn't.

But I can tell he's familiar with the area.

He disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

If everyone in Shanghai acts the way you do

there will be no use for the police.

We should've righted

the toppled bookshelves

and returned the books on the floor

back to the shelves.

We should have done better.

Inspector, I know I was wrong.

Since you're apologising sincerely

I'll share the results of Yin Wangshan's

autopsy report with you.

It's strange.

All the signs point to strychnine poisoning

but no traces of strychnine

were found in his blood.

Or on the tea set, or in his stomach.

So he wasn't killed by rat poison.

It wasn't anything he ate.

Dr Han gathered that

the victim was exposed to the poison

through inhalation or injection.

There's a cut on his right index finger.

Other than that, there are no other wounds.

If he were killed by a poison that entered

his body through that tiny cut on his finger

it must be a deadly poison.

The deceased also had tiny blisters

on his thumb and index finger.

He seemed to have touched something slimy

and left a dark smear.

The laboratory report is not out yet.

I've seen something like that

on someone else's finger.

Who?

Zha Kedan.