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MY ROOMMATE IS A DETECTIVE

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Episode 36

This is the Marquis' "Daily Life Record."

You can take it back to read.

The old man thought that his name will be recorded in history,

and that a few hundred years later,

people will be interested in his trivial activities.

Who did he think he was?

Newton or Leonardo da Vinci?

What a mad man.

He used to eat beef steaks.

How come he only ate things

like tofu skins, eggs, and milk recently?

Stomach problem.

Meat is hard to digest,

and it's better to eat light before the surgery.

It's good for his health.

Did he take any medicines in normal times?

Well,

I don't know.

You have to investigate yourself.

This is—

It's in German. I don't understand that language.

It should be something for his stomach problem

or some kind of philter.

Anyway it's some medicine in reserve.

I didn't bother about such things in normal times.

Did you really have no concern for the Marquis' health?

When we just got married,

he cared for me a lot,

and I treated him well, too.

But later I found that he had given

all his possessions, like money, lands, and manors,

to his offspring.

How could I treat him well as I did before?

What else did I marry an old man for?

There was a tumor on his stomach, do you know that?

Sure.

He insisted on going back to London to have the surgery.

It's me who persuaded him to stay in Shanghai.

Why?

A man of his age would never come back again

once he returns to Britain.

As for me, I'm still young,

and I won't leave Shanghai for the life of me.

London is also a metropolis.

You can have fun there.

A well-educated and fluent English speaker like you

will fit in quite soon.

Some time ago, there was a knight called Henry

who brought his young wife back to Britain.

When he passed away,

that stupid girl, who was ignorant of everything,

got cheated out of all the legacy,

and even became a maid.

Why would I go to Britain and repeat her tragedy?

Doctor Barzel, a graduate from University of Goettingen,

had been living in Germany

and didn't come to Shanghai until last year.

Then how about the Marquis' disease?

Doctor Barzel said that

the Marquis's tumor was malignant.

What?

After the gastroscopy,

Doctor Barzel said that

even if this tumor was excised,

the Marquis couldn't live for long.

Given that the patient was advanced in age and hence fragile,

Doctor Barzel suggested non-surgical treatments.

It means that

the medical record Doctor Jiang got was a forged one.

That's right.

Aren't the forgers worried about being found out?

I've heard that the Marquis

had received a subpoena from the Lord Chancellor

asking him to go back to Britain to bear witness in court.

What's the case about?

It's about Norman.

He and the Marquis had been sworn enemies.

No wonder.

Given the status of the Marquis, if he had borne witness in court,

Norman would have had no chance of changing his fate.

So it seems Norman

have left quite a few henchmen in Shanghai.

How's the investigation of that case going?

The clues are in a mess,

and many of them point to you.

They've really worked hard in order to frame me.

Instead of suffering attacks passively, we'd attack them proactively.

What's your plan?

Norman still has a few henchmen in Shanghai.

So you want to kill those British men?

Don't you fear public pressure?

I'm just worried that

if we continue waiting,

there might be some more unexpected occurrences.

There will always be a proper way to deal with the situation.

Apart from your group,

I've dispatched another team to investigate.

Investigate what?

Everything concerning Marquis Harvey.

So it's for some purpose that Anderson

came to snatch the body.

There's nothing

this gang wouldn't do to make money.

Don't they fear retribution?

They fear poverty more.

I'm poor, too,

and I'll stay poor always.

You better be prepared mentally.

It's okay.

I can provide for you if it comes to that.

Thanks.

I promise

that I will treat you well.

But I'm worried

that somebody might change his heart.

I don't think so.

When I was a kid, my dad and mom were very close,

staying together every day.

But as my mom grew older and older,

my dad also got busier and busier.

So she seldom got to saw him and whenever she did,

she made trouble.

My dad became fed up with her,

so he moved out.

Then my mom began to smoke opium every day,

and sobbed in private,

crying her eyes out.

Don't worry. I won't treat you like that.

In the beginning of a relationship, everyone wants it to last forever,

but there are too many temptations.

In theory,

animals can't resist temptations

because it's their instinct to reproduce.

But humans are social animals.

A long-term and stable family relationship

makes one have a sense of calling and accomplishment.

These two emotions, which are peculiar to human beings,

are more precious.

Will you fall in love with someone else?

If I say yes, you must be infuriated,

but if I say no,

you would force me to prove it.

But how can I prove it?

This is a question with no answer. It's meaningless.

Then what questions are meaningful?

What you should ask is

whether I would be tempted if I see a lady

who is prettier, cleverer, and more elegant than you.

Would you?

Yes.

What's up?

I believe that you're telling the truth.

I, I'm just kidding.

Well,

I'll cook and mop the floor this evening.

I'll cook anything you want to eat for you.

Hello, sister-in-law!

Youjia, what have you come here for?

Take a seat.

This is my sister-in-law, right?

Yeah.

Sister-in-law,

I was Lu Yao's junior at school.

You can just call me Lu Youjia.

So you're also a graduate from Cambridge?

I...

We studied at the same primary school.

He wasn't focused on study,

so now he can only be a soldier.

"Stinky boy," have you had dinner?

Never mind that.

I tell you what,

I've come this time to take you away from Shanghai ASAP

at your sister's order.

Hurry up. Get packed and go with me.

Why do you have to obey his sister, too?

Of course I have to.

We the soldiers can't get our pay without his brother's approval.

So how dare we displease her?

I tell you what,

I've brought 3000 troops this time,

with machine guns and mortars.

They're now stationed in Qingpu District

and ready to go downtown at any time.

Three thousand?

Exactly.

It takes a lot of money to support them.

Brother, please go with me.

I'm handling a case.

Give me three days.

Twenty-four hours.

I can't give you a second more.

What's there to fear? It's merely a three-thousand troop.

There are machine guns and mortars.

I've asked Qiao before.

Your family only has 400 or 500 troops;

with the addition of the auxiliary forces, there are still only 2000 or 3000,

and with no heavy weapons.

I tell you what, Silly Lu,

they dare to catch you

because you're the youngest son of the Lu family.

As your parents,

they can criticize you for not being filial,

but you'll have another identity soon—

my husband.

As a legal citizen of Shanghai,

I don't believe that

they dare to take you away from me

in broad daylight.

They can just bring it on

if they're not afraid of stirring up the people's wrath.

I have three questions to ask you.

Please answer truthfully.

No problem.

Go ahead.

First,

do you really like me?

It's not merely "like."

I love you.

Second,

my parents had been on bad terms since I was young,

so I have sworn that

I must marry a good man,

and that once we get married, we'll never divorce.

Can you accept that?

No problem.

Third,

I won't quit my job to look after children after getting married.

OK.

I can look after children if you're happy with it.

OK. I'm finished with my questions.

I have only one question.

After we get married,

can you beat me less

and reason with me more?

Okey-dokey. I'll try.

Wait a sec.

Will you marry me?

Hello?

What?

You're married?

You're going to marry Youning?

Have you gotten approval from Mr. Bai?

Hello? Hello?

He hung up.

Adou.

Adou, come over here!

Coming, coming!

Lu Yao and Youning are getting married.

When?

Tomorrow.

Gather our brothers together.

We're staying up tonight to prepare the wedding.

OK.

When did you get this wedding dress?

When my mom was dying,

she asked someone to customize this wedding dress for me.

She told me that

although she couldn't witness my wedding while alive,

she would look down from Heaven in the future

and behold me marry my beloved man

in this wedding dress.

When I grew up

and no guy dared to approach me because of my dad,

I genuinely thought

that I would stay single all my life.

But unexpectedly...

Mom, I made it.

Chusheng.

Chusheng.

Mr. Bai.

How come it is a Western-style wedding?

It looks unnatural.

There's no time for a Chinese wedding, which has many complicated procedures.

After this matter is over, we shall hold a bigger ceremony.

Have you invited all the necessary guests?

Yes.

Lord Huang is engaged in a business negotiation in Hong Kong

and has no time to get back or prepare gifts,

so he dispatched his men to deliver a crate of gold bars.

The invitation cards for Mr. Du and Mr. Yu

were sent by myself.

Most of the celebrities

in the martial world will come.

How about those soldiers?

Liuzi is doing monitoring work in Qingpu District.

He just told me on the phone

that he has set off.

When will him arrive here?

It should be within half an hour.

Have our men got prepared?

Rest assured. Our men are stationed in all the nearby blocks.

But the enemy is well-equipped,

so if a conflict really occurs,

we have little odds of success.

Soldiers of Zhejiang entered the Concession without asking for permission.

Don't they fear that those British people might turn against them?

Lu Yao's sister has notified the Municipal Council,

so those British people won't interfere, I suppose.

After all, they have already

profited from our loss.

Adou.

Go out and see what is going on.

OK, boss.

Chusheng,

send Huazi to Zhabei District.

There are some 200 packs of dynamite in Warehouse No. 6.

Let's play with them (using the dynamite).

Even if we are defeated,

there's no way they can take much advantage.

It's reporters.

There are about 20 reporters in the doorway.

Give each of them one red packet and tell them to leave.

They said they won't go before seeing Youning.

-Miss Bai.
-Miss Bai shows up.

-Miss Bai.
-Miss Bai.

I'm sorry, guys.

This is going to be a simple and hurried wedding,

and there is no seat reserved for you.

So please go back first.

Another day...

We shall treat you guys specially another day.

Actually we do not come here for an interview.

Then...

It's your grand wedding day, Miss Bai.

All of us feel genuinely happy for you.

We used to look down on you,

thinking that you wrote badly, and had bad taste.

But during the past year,

you have stuck to your principles

in dealing with every single case.

Today we've heard that someone is going to "kidnap the bride,"

so we've made a decision:

all the journalists in Shanghai

will stay here with their cameras.

Let's see who dares to violate the law

and infringe the rights of the newlyweds.

Yes. Well said!

Anyone attempting to kidnap the bride

shall appear in the major newspapers in Shanghai

and become notorious.

Am I right, guys?

Yes!

Thank you all.

Thank you all!

Going to the loo?

No.

Wipe your sweat then.

Do you marry Youning

because you really want to or because it's an expedient?

Make a guess.

If it's just an expedient,

there's still time to escape.

As an expert at escaping,

I can help you go anywhere you want,

and I can guarantee that no one can find you.

If you spirit me away on the wedding day,

don't you fear that she will go mad?

Youning is my relative, but you're my brother,

so your need comes first.

Don't worry, Qiao.

I've been clueless about what I did since childhood,

depending on others to make decisions for me on everything,

but marrying Youning

is the most rational and unswerving decision

I've ever made in my life.

Good. May you be happy with her.

What's up?

All the guests invited to the wedding in the church

have been stopped on the way by Lu Youjia's men.

Have Mr. Du and Mr. Yu been stopped, too?

Yes.

Mr. Bai,

Mr. Du, Mr. Yu,

and all the other guests

have been stopped on the way.

Even if the heaven falls,

it can't prevent my daughter from getting married.

Do you know me?

Mr. Lu.

My fellow brothers,

I've come here today

not to fight a battle against you.

Lu Yao is my brother.

We're as close as one's hands and feet.

Rest assured.

I won't hurt him.

Since you two are brothers,

you shouldn't have

detained the honorable guests coming to attend

Mr. Lu and Miss Bai's wedding.

Since you are brothers,

you ought to attend their wedding.

You meet them and congratulate them—

that's what a brother ought to do.

Lu Yao,

I stand for you today,

as a representative of God's Almighty Church,

and our almighty and all-knowing God to ask you,

do you sincerely take this woman,

Bai Youning, as your lawfully wedded wife

to have and hold

in sickness

and in health,

for better

or for poorer,

till death

do you apart?

Yes I do.

And Bai Youning,

do you take this man, Lu Yao,

as your lawfully wedded husband,

to cherish, to have,

and to hold, for better or for worse,

for richer or for poorer,

in sickness

and in health,

till death

do you apart?

Yes I do.

You may give the groom the rings.

May God bless this holy union,

and may these two rings

stand as a testament for all to see

of your holy union

which no man can ever tear asunder.

You may kiss the bride.

There he is!

Mr. Lu, may I have a moment?

Mr. Lu,

which authority

ordered this action?

Who gave the authority to you

to lead troops to attack the Concession?

Mr. Lu.

Mr. Lu,

does this action reflect the determination

of the Anhui Clique to recapture Jiangsu and Zhejiang?

It's said that your father is maneuvering in Beijing.

Does it indicate that

a war is going to break out in Shanghai?

When is he going to recover the Concession by force?

In an era of peace,

launching a war rashly between China and Britain...

Mr. Lu, please answer our questions.

Mr. Lu, will you just take one minute

to answer my question?

I've tried my best.

It's really unexpected that this boy was so bold

and made such a trouble.

Your mother and I also eloped.

Then your grandfather dispatched his troops to catch me,

but I was never scared.

Silly Lu's character resembles our mother's a lot.

Really?

Both of them look submissive on the surface,

but underneath they're very determined.

And once they've made their decisions,

even eight horses can't pull them back.

People of this character always stand to lose.

He is the dumbest among you,

and your mother worried about him the most.

I really don't want to see him take a tortuous road.

He has already gone through

the road you designed for him.

We'd better let him

take the remaining life path by himself.

I only relaxed my supervision for a while,

and he has already chosen the hardest path.

I have made acquaintance with this girl.

A very nice and kind girl

who is compassionate, gallant,

and has a sense of justice.

I believe Silly Lu will live in happiness

with such a good wife.

Lu Miao,

go fetch the betrothal presents for Silly Lu's wife.

Dad.

That family is not respectable,

but the girl is innocent.

I mustn't let the young couple suffer.

Will you go to Shanghai in person

to see them?

Why should I go to Shanghai?

He didn't invite me.

I'll invite you in his stead, OK?

I wouldn't have got married if I had known how tiring it is.

What?

I said it wrong.

I mean,

I wouldn't have held the ceremony if I had known better.

Isn't marriage trip also a good choice?

Qiao said that

Mr. Bai is not satisfied with this wedding,

and wants to hold another grander one.

He feels that

he has lost face this time

because Lu Youjia blocked all the guests.

Let's discuss that some other time.

How come my dowry hasn't arrived?

Didn't you say that you never take your dad's money?

That's given by my mom.

Besides, my dad is a rich man,

so how can I not take advantage of him?

"Boss Qiao," you have come empty-handed?

Of course.

Isn't the wedding meaningless

if I don't even get a gift?

Why are you so impatient?

I've come to send the dowry for Mr. Bai.

These are the keys

to a single house on Rue Massenet,

equipped with servants and a driver.

You two can write any numbers you want on these checks.

Apart from the dowry,

this is the gift from me.

New model. And a new arrival last week.

I haven't even driven it.

Why are you so elated?

Can you drive?

Of course I'm happy.

I'm an excellent driver.

Honey, pack our things.

We're setting off.

Okay.

Where are you going?

The two of us have decided

to go on a honeymoon in Paris.

Have you forgotten one thing?

The case about Marquis Harvey.

Is it pressing?

The British warship has arrived at the port.

They shall launch attacks if you don't solve the case in time.

Reporters can't fend off those people.

Fine.

Then I'll just fulfill one last duty.

Tell Anderson to meet me at the Marquis' Mansion.

I'll punish this trash on the spot.

I've finished reading the Marquis' medical record.

The real cause for this explosion is

pyloric obstruction.

What?

The Marquis had excessive fibrosis on the gastric mucosa,

which caused cicatricial stenosis,

which in turn caused pyloric obstruction.

To put it in plain language,

for a patient suffering from pyloric obstruction,

it is hard for the content in his stomach to enter the duodenum,

so he would have difficulty in defecation.

You gave me the Marquis' "Daily Life Record" to read before,

and I noted that he hadn't defecated for one week before the surgery.

Wouldn't one die of that?

Yeah. Since he suffered from pyloric obstruction,

there were large amounts of

food residues accumulating for many days inside his stomach,

and these residues had been producing methane inside his body.

During the surgery, the wall of his enlarged stomach got thinner,

and when a tiny incision was made on it,

the methane inside his body jetted out,

burned when it hit the alcohol lamp,

and caused the explosion.

But I didn't know before

that he had this disease.

That's because the Marquis' medical record was forged.

I noticed a word when reading the record:

tumour,

which is "zhongliu" in Chinese.

But then I grew dubious.

English belongs to the West Germanic languages as German does.

The two languages have many words that spell the same.

But there are different spellings, too,

such as "tumor."

Barzel is a graduate from University of Goettingen,

and as many German doctors I know,

he spells "t-u-m-o-r" even when

writing a medical record in English,

but it is "tumour" on this record

and it's not misspelled,

which made realize that

the writer of this medical record is not Barzel.

Later I sent Youning to the hospital to investigate

and it was found that the Marquis had a malignant tumor on his stomach,

which is fatal even after a surgery.

Even the doctors at the hospital suggested non-surgical treatments

lest he suffer from pains.

But as the wife of the patient,

you advised him to have the surgery at another hospital,

which makes you more suspicious.

I just didn't want to give up.

I wanted the Marquis to live a while longer.

You just didn't want him to die of illness.

This sum of insurance money

is too huge for you to give it up.

This is merely a guess of yours.

A guess without evidence equals nothing.

I haven't finished yet.

According to the gastroscopy record,

the Marquis wouldn't have had pyloric obstruction.

The real cause for the disease

is this vial of medicine.

Its label has been ripped off,

but through the logo on the bottom of the vial,

I managed to find the purchase record at Ciji Pharmacy

in Jing'an District, Shanghai.

This is a new medicine imported to Shanghai not long ago.

The purchaser, according to the signature, was Jessie Wang.

And the handwriting is the same as that on the forged medical record.

Then I acquired a school assignment of yours

from Saint George's University, your alma mater.

The three documents have the same handwriting.

What can that explain?

This medicine is for treating asthma,

and its main ingredient is ipratropium bromide,

which relieves asthma and is non-toxic,

but there is a side effect—

it undermines the motility of the stomach.

A long-term user of it

would develop pyloric obstruction.

How can I know such things?

You used to be the assistant to the president

of Saint George's University.

And according to my investigation,

you majored in medicine

and nutrition was your main field.

Two weeks before the surgery, you let the Marquis

eat lots of high-protein foods, like tofu skins, eggs,

and milk, claiming that it's the doctor's advice.

The food retention in his stomach was thus aggravated.

Then, making use of your identity as his family member,

you carried out a pre-surgery check,

and lied that his defecation was normal.

But if it really were the case,

the room where the crime took place

wouldn't have been scattered with the Marquis' faeces.

By carrying out your deliberate plan step by step,

you caused this medical accident on your own.

I just let the Marquis take the wrong medicine.

It's not a capital crime, is it?

If that were the only thing you did,

you could have gone unpunished by law.

But you were too prudent,

so you did one extra thing.

You realized that given the special status of the Marquis,

his death would certainly lead to a series of investigations,

so you thought you must mislead

the investigators by hook or by crook.

Therefore, you allured and bribed

the coroner at the Police Station.

I never know any coroner.

Stop lying.

The watch you gave him has only two or three counterparts across Shanghai,

and all of their purchase records can be found.

After the murder, Mr. Bai dispatched his men to stalk you,

and it was found surprisingly

that you had an affair with the Chinese manager of Jiangwan Racecourse.

Take a look. Is it him?

Yes.

It's him who forced me to alter the postmortem report.

Adulterous man and woman.

Aren't you an adulterous man, too?

I...

You chose your own path,

so you can't blame other people.

You killed your husband and scapegoated

another person for the sake of a toyboy.

Even Pan Jinglian seems an innocent girl

compared with you.

He was dying anyway.

I was just making use of a waste material.

Besides, I just took what the Marquis owed me.

I had dedicated years of youth to him,

but how did he treat me?

Save your words for the judge

and see if he will exempt you from punishment.

Wait.

Have you ever liked me?

Why don't you find a mirror

and see if you deserve my love?

Huang...

There, there. After this matter is over,

tell me what type of girls you like,

and I'll help you find one.

Now

let's talk about what you did.

The Marquis received a subpoena from the court

asking him to go back to Britain to bear witness.

This put Norman in a very dangerous situation,

so you decided to prevent the Marquis from returning to Britain,

but then you found that

the Marchioness and her toyboy played a badger game,

but the coroner couldn't find the bomb.

So you commissioned Salim to customize a bomb

as an exhibit that corresponded to the fake postmortem report.

The two suspects of the case

were both subordinates of Inspector Qiao.

Therefore, no matter which one of them was to be convicted,

Qiao couldn't escape the blame.

By coming to the Police Station to snatch the body,

you meant to mislead us into believing the coroner to be guilty.

I have to say that's a beautiful maneuver.

Any evidence for saying that?

Yeah.

The pound notes you paid to Salim

betrayed you.

Impossible. There was no fingerprint on the notes.

But they have serial numbers.

After Norman was arrested,

I commissioned HSBC

to record all the pound notes paid

out of the bank counter.

That sum of money was yours.

You withdrew the money on the 10th day this month,

and Salim received it on the same day.

Seems that you had become careless

while Norman was absent.

I admit my guilt,

but it's not your happy time yet!

Come on, I'm a newly married man.

Of course I'm happy.

There's one thing you might not know yet.

Due to the lack of the Marquis' crucial testimony,

Norman has already been acquitted,

and is heading back to Shanghai soon.

Then he's really a haunting ghost.

You're an expert at detective work,

but in terms of politics, all of you are laymen.

We shall meet again in the future.

No.

We shall never meet again.

Mr. Lu,

on behalf of all members of Shanghai Municipal Council,

thank you for showing your incredible prowess again

and solving this case bravely.

You're welcome. It's just my job after all.

What are you going to do next?

I'm going on a honeymoon in Paris

with my wife.

How about going to London?

I'll cover all the expenses.

Moreover,

Mr. Lu, the Queen will award you personally.

Really? Are you joking?

The report has been submitted

with a high probability

of successful approval.

So, if you have time after your honeymoon,

you can go to Scotland Yard for further study

and then return to Shanghai and become an Inspector.

Let's forget the "Inspector" part.

I'm not interested in

nor good at being a leader.

Then wish you have a good time in London,

but don't come back until sometime later.

Why's that?

There's a lot of anger

and the warlord and his men

ran into the settlement because of your wedding.

So we hope

that you will not return to Shanghai

until we're sure

there won't be any problem like this.

[AN HUI]

Be a good boy while I'm not by your side,

otherwise Youning will punch you again.

Don't worry.

We're on good terms now.

Thank you, Silly Lu.

For what?

Nothing.

Come back early. I'll be waiting for you.

Why don't you hug me?

Control your temper and don't bully him.

If I know you do,

I'll introduce him to pretty girls.

How dare you!

How annoying you are.

Why would I punch him if he behaves?

Bye.

Let's go.

Bye.

Don't womanize all the time.

If you meet a suitable girl,

just marry her.

Bye.

Inspector.

What's going on?

Bad news. Something has happened in the Concession.

What is it?

All the board members of the Municipal Council of the French Concession

died at Champac Club last night.

Their collective deaths happened less than one minute

after they got in the building.

No one entered or exited during this time.

The cause of their deaths is still unknown.

We're not in charge of matters in the French Concession.

Mr. Du asked Mr. Bai

to let you and Mr. Lu come over.

And Mr. Bai said that we must do this favor.

But he has already left with his wife.

Hey, turn around and show your face.

There's no point in shooting individual photos.

I want you to be in the photos, too.

Just turn your head around.

Are you Mr. Lu?

Yes, I'm Lu Yao.

This is an urgent cable for you.

Who sent you the cable?

What's it about?

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