【ENG DUB】The Seven Relics of ill Omen EP03 | Song Weilong / Liu Haocun / Ao Ruipeng | YOUKU
[This is a work of fiction] [The Seven Relics of ill Omen] [Adapted from Weiyu’s novel,
The Seven Relics of ill Omen] [Episode 3] [Li Tan]
Mu Dai. I’d say the portrait is quite accurate. I’m selling the grocery store. Once I get the money, I’ll take the portrait
to Xiaoshang River. Worst case, I’ll ask around. No way this guy stays hidden. [Let’s talk] [I’ll set the time and place] [Surveillance use only] Nice location. There are cameras everywhere, and lots of people. You really know how to protect yourself. Relax. It’s clean. I don’t take what I haven’t earned. I won’t accept anything from you. I didn’t eat the strawberries. I threw them away. Mu Dai, I actually
have a good impression of you. Do you know why? Don’t want to know. You’re skilled. But you know when to hold back. It makes dealing with you easy. You almost killed me. And you call me skilled? Aren’t you being sarcastic? Seriously, I can tell you’ve got solid training
in traditional martial arts. If we were to fight seriously, I might not be your match. And I can see that you’re trained in combat. So, what do you do? Whatever. I’m not interested. Are you here to talk
about the Luoma River case? Then I’ve got a condition. Go on. Only two types of people who’d keep tabs on this case. Friends and family, and the murderer. They bought information
from Wan Fenghuo. Madam Hong and Li Tan
are the friend and family type. What about you? You know Madam Hong pretty well, and you’re familiar with Li Tan, right? Fine, we can talk. But if you want us to share everything while you keep secrets, that’s not fair. I’m quite busy. So, talk or I’ll walk. These are your parents and sister? The man’s my uncle. His name is Luo Wenmiao. He’s a historian. After my aunt passed away, he moved to Xiaoshang River with his daughter Pingting to focus on regional history research. About two years ago, he suddenly disappeared. Pingting filed a report. And I came back to help look for him. But not long after, he just came back on his own. Uncle. Dad. Are you alright? I’m fine. He told us he had been to Luoma Lake. He often traveled for academic visits, so I didn’t think much of it. But that night, something strange happened. Uncle, why are you still up? It’s late. Uncle? Luo Ren, you have to stop me from killing. Lock me up. What did he mean? No idea. I pressed him, but he acted like he had never said it. Like it was some sick joke. Guess that moment stuck with me. I stayed on guard after that. I started locking the gate at night. Uncle, I’m coming in. During the day when he went out, I tried to follow him. Uncle. What are you doing? He seemed calm over the next few days, so I let my guard down. But then… Ren, wake up! My dad… He’s gone. You locked the gate, didn’t you? He climbed over the wall. Can you believe it? My uncle was in his fifties, not physically strong, and couldn’t even ride a bike. Yet he climbed over a four-meter wall. I thought that gray-haired man would be easy to handle. But I didn’t expect him to be incredibly strong. I chased him right away and passed through an alley. And there was a house on fire. People were fighting inside. You went in? The scene inside was horrible. Was Li Tan there too? At first, I thought Li Tan
was the murderer. Because when I entered, I saw him choking my uncle. You know how it is. One snapshot, and you jump to conclusions even though it’s not the truth. I get it. So I knocked Li Tan out. That’s when my uncle ran. I saw his eyes. That bloodlust. I instantly realized I was wrong. Turned out my uncle was the murderer. When I chased him, I saw his speed and strength. That couldn’t be my uncle. But it was indeed him. What happened next? Ren, what’s wrong with my dad? Uncle. Did you kill someone? I told you not to let me out. Pingting, get the rope. Now! I tied up my uncle. Then I went to find Li Tan. He was the only witness. I had to find out what happened. What just happened? Who’s the murderer? Got him. Finally got him. Finally. What did you say? Yaqing, I finally got him. Speak clearly! The birthday present I gave you. I needed to rush Li Tan to the hospital, so I locked my uncle in the study, and told Pingting to wait for me. Li Tan has seriously misunderstood. I’ll explain it to him when I get back. I thought the rope and the lock were enough, and nothing would go wrong
in the short term. I rushed back as fast as I could. But… My uncle was dead. Pingting! And Pingting lost her mind. I had no idea what happened. Maybe she heard that I was going
to call the police, so she let my uncle out. But the coroner ruled it suicide. Then why did Pingting go mad? Even if she witnessed
her father’s suicide, would that drive her insane? It wasn’t until I met Cen Chunjiao and learned about what happened
to Liu Shuhai that I realized Pingting might’ve faced the same horror. This is just eerie. I began tracing back from this case, starting with Li Tan, and learned about the Luoma Lake case. But the culprit behind it wasn’t my uncle. He was studying abroad back then. Later, I found out about Huo Zihong. Then I pieced together all the clues I could find. If this is some grand play, Huo Zihong is now its central figure. Mu Dai. I need your help. Well… Madam Hong… Madam Hong can’t be the murderer. Maybe not. But she knows who the murderer is. What evidence do you have? Remember she and I had a chat last night? The first thing she asked was, “Didn’t he come with you?” She meant my uncle. But he was already dead. How could a dead man come with me? Isn’t he dead yet? Alive and kicking. Tough guy, isn’t he? Then I realized we were talking at cross purposes. We were talking about the same case, but not the same person. She wasn’t talking about my uncle, but the real murderer. Her tone made me think she had dealt with the murderer. So I tested her. You know who the culprit is
in the Luoma Lake case. And you’re not the real Huo Zihong. And you saw how she reacted. Remember something? Zhang… Zhang Guanghua. Who’s that? He’s the second case Madam Hong reported to Wan Fenghuo. He’s also from Luoma Lake. And he used to live in the same building
as Li Yaqing. Not long after the Luoma Lake case, he disappeared. Later, his personal belongings were found on a riverbank in Datong. Presumed dead. Datong. Datong? This name sounds so familiar. I think I’ve seen it somewhere before. Liu ShuHai’s car went
into the water there. Yes. It was in Datong. Right. Where did Madam Hong
put Zhang Guanghua’s file? I don’t know. I haven’t seen Mu Dai all afternoon. Alright, keep looking. Well, what are you up to now? Madam Hong, you’re here. I… So much has happened recently. Just praying for the bar’s safety. Madam Hong, since you’re here, you do it. Done. Any luck? Couldn’t find it. No idea where she stashed Zhang Guanghua’s file. Doesn’t matter. Wan Fenghuo should have a copy. So what’s next? I’ve grasped the basics of the three cases. I need to find out
the connections between them. I can feel there’s a hidden thread. Wait… Three cases? Not two? Right. You don’t know
about the Dalunte’er incident yet. How about we go to my place, you help me sort things out, and I’ll fill you in on more details? To your place? No, it’s too late. Fine. See yourself out. We’ll talk later. Sure. Wait. You live here? Then I… Come in. This is your home? It’s a ready-to-move-in rental. Come on. Where to? My room. The files are in there. Where are the files? You can see the bar from here. And my room. No wonder I’ve been feeling that I’m being watched. Watching implies ill intent. What I’m doing is reconnaissance or observation. Let’s get to the files. Liu Shuhai mentioned two cases
before he died. One was the Luoma Lake case and for the other one, Cen Chunjiao didn’t disclose it. So you bribed her for the information? This one happened five years ago in Dalunte’er, in a pastoral area, during winter. Same method: kill first, then use fishing line. But no one knows about this case. No one knows? The victim was snowed in, and there were wolves around. So this incident was attributed to the natural disaster. [Dalunte’er]
By the way, [Jiquan]
is there any pattern to these cases [Liu Shuhai, 22 years ago, Luoma Lake]
geographically? They are all far from each other. No obvious connections. What about the timeline? [Dalunte’er, Xiaoshang River]
Three years between the second and the third cases. [Luoma Lake, Datong]
But 17 years between the first and the second cases. Then the murderer in each case. I still don’t believe [Liu Shuhai]
Liu Shuhai committed the first case. First, the two cases are too far apart in time. Second, when the case happened, Liu Shuhai had just come of age. How could he suddenly go to Luoma Lake and kill Li Yaqing and her family, who were complete strangers to him? Right. I was stuck until you mentioned Zhang Guanghua. Funny, isn’t it? [Zhang Guanghua]
He’s from Luoma Lake too. And even funnier, his belongings were found in Datong. Where Liu Shuhai’s car
went into the water. Their paths crossed there. [Datong] Datong. Liu Shuhai and my uncle
crossed paths too. Liu Shuhai died in Jiquan. Remember when I said I came back to search for my uncle? I asked Pingting if he had acted strangely before he left home. She told me he had gone to Jiquan
on a business trip and came back very ill. He hadn’t been the same since. Five years ago… I’m really sorry. my uncle bought the wrong ticket… I’ve got the wrong place. and ended up… Alright. at Cen Chunjiao’s inn. Alright. Okay, that’s it. Go upstairs, turn right,
and keep walking straight. Room 202. Cen Chunjiao said Liu Shuhai
stayed in Room 203. What a coincidence. Tell me about it. Odd and even room numbers. Is… Is he dead? My uncle was also there when Liu Shuhai died. The manager has called the police. He called the police. Do you remember that when Liu Shuhai died, a piece of skin
was missing from his back? Cen Chunjiao said the piece of skin was peculiarly neat. The same went for my uncle. Liu Shuhai started acting strangely after he fell into the water in Datong. And your uncle began to behave oddly
after returning from Jiquan. I think something’s wrong. It’s like a killing relay. One dies, the next takes the baton and commits another crime. Then the next one, and the next. Maybe someone is behind all of this, controlling everything and taking the skin of the participants as a trophy. Have you thought of anything? Thought of what? Is the relay race over? What do you mean? Liu Shuhai died with my uncle nearby. And he took the baton. And when my uncle died, someone else was there. Pingting? Excuse me. Enjoy. – Thanks.
– Thank you. Dai, you’re back. Where did you go? Got something done. A big shot like you
handles things yourself? Wait. Think about Tang Monk. He doesn’t have to fight demons, beg for alms, or even carry luggage. Because he has three loyal disciples. You don’t need three. Having just one devoted disciple would save you a lot of trouble. So, you want to be my disciple, huh? Could I? No way. I have my master. You need her approval
to become my disciple. Well, Dai, just introduce her to me, right? I’ll bring some pastries. That would count as my sincerity. Fair point. But my master despises thieves. You know about my senior? Senior? He made a mistake once. He stole something, I guess. My master punished him severely for that. He’s still recovering. His arms and legs are broken. With your record? Forget it. Just do your job well. That’s hot-headed. Cao, smart men read the situation. Martial arts are dying. Even if you become an unrivaled master, one bullet from me, and you’re dead. Who trains just to fight? Look at that piece of paper on the bed. Can you read? Step Four… [Dream Plan: 1. Find a master 2. Train
3. Enter showbiz 4. Become a superstar] I will become a superstar! Superstar? You tripped at step one. With your record? Even if you make it,
you’ll just be a disgraced celebrity. You… Help me up. Help me up. What is this training? Don’t judge a man’s dream. Oh, you’ve got a dream? Fine. I’ve got one too. Ask me what it is. My dream is for a gorgeous, kind, and wealthy woman to come to me. How’s that saying go? “Grant me a lifetime of comfort, and spare me wandering.” So, living off women. Hey, Cao. Why does it sound so cheesy coming from you? It’s just a little bit about money. That’s why it’s a dream. Just dreaming and imagining. Anyway, Cao, you’ve got a roof, and meals. So just make do. Come on, Thirteen, why are you so bleak? You’re so young, but your spirit is already dead. I can’t be like you. The bar is pretty quiet during the day. I’ll get a second job tomorrow. Even if it’s doing manual labor. There’s no shame
in earning my own keep. I want Mu Dai to see me in a new light. By the way, buddy, if one day step four ever comes true, don’t rat me out, okay? Well, to find out the truth, I still have to start with Madam Hong. He’s still awake. Maybe someone is behind all of this, controlling everything and taking the skin of the participants as a trophy. The skin collector must be the mastermind. Could it be Zhang Guanghua? Putting Luo Wenmiao’s incident aside, when Liu Shuhai died, Cen Chunjiao was in the hallway. In such a short time, he managed to slip in, cut the skin, and vanish without a trace. So terrifying. That’s not human. What’s wrong now? Ugh, that Li Tan guy. Infuriating. Him? What did he do? Well, Li Yaqing was just his girlfriend. He’s wasted half of his life on her. He lost his job and is running a grocery store. Now he tells me he wants to sell the store to raise money and keep looking
for the murderer. Isn’t that insane? He even swore at her grave he’d find out the truth. Isn’t that pathetic? He is now the laughing stock. – Everyone laughs at him.
– Mu Dai! You’re going too far. What did I teach you? Empathy. That is someone else’s misfortune. How can you talk about him like that
behind his back? Sorry, Madam Hong. I shouldn’t have said that. But I’ve got a question. Madam Hong, do you remember Luo Ren? His uncle died, and his cousin went mad. He’s a victim too. You’re saying Luo Ren is also a victim? And that his uncle’s killer is connected to the murderer
from 20 years ago? So, finding the murderer
in the Luoma Lake case is extremely important. Madam Hong, I can tell you know something. Can you please share whatever you can if it won’t harm you? Mu Dai! You’re imagining things! I really don’t know anything. If I did, why would I have sent Wan Fenghuo to investigate? Drop it. Pingting’s condition has worsened. I can’t wait any longer. Mu Dai, can you give me Li Tan’s number? [Luo Ren: Exit right, parking lot,
black SUV, license plate SH-98326] Hello? Heard Li Tan’s in Lixi? I’m going to see him now. Why didn’t you explain everything to him
over the phone? Li Tan’s impulsive. It’s better to discuss something this complex in person. So you know he’s impulsive. I’m afraid you two
won’t even get to talk before he kills you. I’m that weak? Just make sure to clear it up to avoid any misunderstandings. If I hadn’t promised Madam Hong
to accompany her to the temple, I would go with you. Relax. Just a chat. Nothing will happen. We’ll talk later. So ungrateful. Doesn’t even reply to messages. Mu Dai. Madam Hong, you’re finally done. Sorry to keep you waiting. [Li Tan] – Mu Dai.
– Mr. Li. Mu Dai. Why are you sweating so much? I found the murderer. The old one is dead. He got off easy. But I got the young one. I can die happily now. Luo Ren? No, Mr. Li. You’ve got it wrong! Do you know where they are? Luo Ren’s place. Let’s go. Hurry. Stay back! Mu Dai. Get out. Now! Mr. Li. Mr. Li, don’t… This has nothing to do with Luo Ren. Nothing to do with him? I saw his uncle kill with my own eyes. He’s an accomplice! And he even lied to me, saying his uncle was being controlled. Nonsense! Do I look like a three-year-old? I saw it! Mr. Li. No excuses! Put the lighter down. Murder is a crime! Crime? I’ve already put my life on the line! It’s been 22 years. Twenty-two years! I can finally give Yaqing an answer. Mr. Li! – Mr. Li!
– Li Tan! Li Tan! Li Tan! It’s… It’s me. Li Tan! Yaqing. Yaqing? Yes, it’s me. No. You’re not her. You’re her twin sister. You’re all liars! No, I am Yaqing. I’m Li Yaqing. I am! You’re not. I am! You’re not Li Yaqing! I am! I swear! Don’t you remember? The first time we met was at a Sichuan restaurant
near your workplace. You ordered tomato and egg soup. The egg was whole. I said it shouldn’t be like that. It should be scrambled. But you said
that was how Sichuan cuisine was. Don’t you remember? You also said
you couldn’t hold your liquor. Remember? I am really Li Yaqing! Yaqing. Li Tan. I need to tell you something. Li Tan really went overboard. We agreed to just go
through the motions, but he used so much force. So it was all water? Barely any gasoline. Just enough for the smell. Set the mood. How could you team up to trick me? Not cool. Mr. Zheng sent it to me this morning. Sorry. I couldn’t wait any longer. The song Pingting was singing is the one my uncle sang
before he killed someone. I wanted to discuss it with you. But Li Tan is impulsive, and we thought if we didn’t tell you, your reactions would be genuine, and the effect would be better. It’s urgent, so I had to do this. I haven’t been able to sleep. So I’ve been thinking about these cases. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. Go on. What if the mastermind is a supernatural force? Is that weird? Sorry. After Liu Shuhai fell into the water,
he changed drastically because he was controlled. Later, he died in the inn, and then your uncle was controlled. So you think Pingting went mad because she was controlled
by this force? Yeah. So we need an exorcist now? I’m just saying. Can’t I even say it? You’ll drink my water now? It’s actually poisoned this time. There’s so much
I should’ve told you sooner. But I never had the chance. Li Tan, you know about me and Zhang Guanghua. My dad’s been feeling shamed, so… I just want to say I’m sorry. It’s my fault. Mr. Li, how did the conversation…? Mr. Li? What’s wrong? Mr. Li, where are you going? Mr. Li. What happened? Madam Hong? ♪The sky splits the dawn’s horizon♪ ♪Telling me the end♪ ♪Is about to gently appear♪ ♪Like a whisper in my mind♪ ♪A fleeting touch across my face♪ ♪And I remain in darkness♪ ♪Every hand has two sides♪ ♪One offers blessings♪ ♪One waits in silence♪ ♪This game has no ending♪ ♪Following the traces left behind♪ ♪If you were me♪ ♪You’d understand every tear of mine♪ ♪The reason they fall♪ ♪If I were you♪ ♪I’d feel each breath you take♪ ♪Then we’d move forward♪ ♪The sky splits the dawn’s horizon♪ ♪Telling me the end♪ ♪Is about to gently appear♪ ♪Like a whisper in my mind♪ ♪A fleeting touch across my face♪ ♪And I remain in darkness♪ ♪The sky splits the dawn’s horizon♪ ♪Telling me the end♪ ♪Is about to gently appear♪ ♪Like a whisper in my mind♪ ♪A fleeting touch across my face♪ ♪And I remain in darkness♪ ♪The sky splits the dawn’s horizon♪ ♪Telling me the end♪ ♪Is about to gently appear♪ ♪Like a whisper in my mind♪ ♪A fleeting touch across my face♪ ♪And I remain in darkness♪