All language subtitles for 12Ancient Detective EP12

"Ancient Detective"

"Episode 12"

Zhao, this is...

Mr. Yin has a cough.

Do you have a cough too?

What a great physician.

It will be your turn soon.

Since everyone is here,

let's begin the consultation.

Well, I'll go first.

Come on.

Zhao.

Who's that with the bamboo hat on?

I heard from Wild Monk,

that her name is Grandmother Chang.

She's known
as the Demon Face Physician.

She uses poison as a cure for poison
and got her face turned into that.

Clogged blood vessels.

Blood clots
within your internal organs.

It hurts because
your qi and blood are blocked.

Don't worry, Mr. Yin.

I have a special prescription
for blood circulation to treat you.

That's great.

Mr. Yin has eaten over 30 kinds
of blood circulation prescription.

Each of them said
theirs are special prescriptions.

But none of them works.

It's only pain.

You're a heretic. What do you know?

Well, I, the heretic,
always have to clean up your mess!

-You...
-Amitabha.

Mr. Yin.

I'm not here to treat you.

Why are you here then?

Mr. Yin, since you've already
suffered so much,

your understanding of life and death
is beyond the ordinary people.

Why don't give up the worldly affairs
and convert to Buddhism?

Use another way to extend your life.

All living things will suffer.

Sickness is just one of them.

Mr. Yin, if you can let go...

and see all the sufferings
in this world,

your own sufferings
will naturally be gone.

-When I was in the Eastern Ocean...
-Mr. Yin.

These people that you invited
are really something.

-He even asked you to convert.
-Master.

This thing about lifetime
is quite a heavy topic.

We have limited time today.

Can we talk about this later on?

Excellent.

Mr. Yin, I can cure your illness.

-Great. Here.
-No need for that.

Just seeing your complexion will do.

Your eight extra meridians
are in poor condition.

All I have to do
is to use my inner power.

to assist you daily.
Do you know what inner power is?

-Watch me.
-I know a thing or two.

That's what inner power is.

It protects your internal organs,

and keeps you healthy.

Stop right there.

Do it daily?

How old are you?

How old is Mr. Yin?

What happens to Mr. Yin
if you suddenly die one day?

I need to give it a good thought.

I need to give it a good thought.

I have it all figured out already.

This is why I've been doing
researches for the prescription.

Even if I die,

my medicine will still be there
and you can continue to take it.

Besides, I'm still alive.

As long as I'm alive,

I can constantly improve
the prescription.

-I can continue...
-I'll go laughing like this.

From what I see,

some people just want
Mr. Yin to live longer so that,

-he can continue to defraud him.
-How so?

All my money is spent
on testing new drugs.

Unlike some people.

All spent on food, alcohol, gambling,
and visiting prostitutes especially.

That's bull!

I never had to spend money
to visit prostitutes.

What's there to be proud of?

How do you usually do it?

About that. How do you usually...

-Physician Chang.
-Knock it off.

-Listen to what others say.
-All right.

Physician Chang.

How is it?

You're too weak.

I'm afraid you won't be able
to take it,

if I use poison as an antidote
for the poison.

There's nothing that I can do.

Physician Ye.

My illness...

I can cure your illness.

Really?

You believe him?

-Let him finish.
-It's fishy being full of confidence.

He's right.

If you ask me if I have confidence...

Not at all.

Look.

Well...

All the physicians here,

want to treat you
using our own skills.

But given your illness,

none of us can cure it all on our own.

Your illness has penetrated deep
into your skin.

I'm afraid
by relying on medicine alone,

it's an utterly
inadequate measure.

But fortunately,

the poison in your body
has already formed lesions,

after years of stasis.

As long as I make 720 cuts
in your body,

to remove all the lesions,

you'll surely recover.

Be practical.

Make 720 cuts on him?

Mr. Yin would have died after that.

That's why his illness can't be cured
by just one person.

That's the reason why,

I asked the Wicked Woman here.

I'll operate on him
while she stitches it up.

Your illness will be completely cured.

But...

the fees for the Wicked Woman...

Mr. Yin.

You should talk to her about it.

Money isn't an issue.

As long as you can cure me,

I'm willing you pay any amount.

-How can you say that?
-Shut up!

If it was last night,
I could still treat your illness.

But right now,

I won't be able to treat you anymore.

Why is that?

You believe her?
You expect her to save you?

-Knock it off.
-Are you done yet?

I was going to wait until
the consultation is over,

before I deal with you.

Fine. We'll do it now.

Mr. Jian.

Please take a look.

How did these ice silkworms die?

And who did it?

How am I to stitch up the wounds
without the ice silk sutures?

No need to get him to investigate it.

I did it.

You should first explain
about stealing my medicine.

You stole my medicine
and try to take away my business?

Do you have something against me?

Like I would steal your medicine?

I would burn it all instead!

Well, I should thank you.

You should thank me too.

At least I poisoned your silkworm,
not you.

It looks like
I have to do something good,

to help rid the country of evil.

You doing it for real?

Wicked Woman!

Get behind me.

Mind your own business.

I couldn't help
but to exchange a few blows.

Wicked Woman.

Don't be impulsive.
Let's sort things out.

He's the one being unreasonable.

Zhao.

So many people against a girl.

Won't you help her?

She told me not to move around
for three days.

You...

Amitabha.

I have an idea.

Just make new medicine
since it's gone.

Why resort to such an extreme measure?

Make new ones?

That's easy for you to say.

I used a dozen catties of veratrum
to make about two catties of medicine.

The drugstore is only
ten miles away from here.

I can just buy them for you.

Save it!

She should be the one to buy it!

I think someone doesn't want
his fingers anymore.

I'll give you...

I'll give you two hours.

I'm going upstairs.

I won't stoop down to your level.

-Look at how he walks.
-I'll go buy some medicine.

Don't worry.

I will avenge you.

Fellow physicians.

Are you done yet?

Are you going to treat me or not?

That's for sure.

-That's for sure. Come on.
-We'll treat you.

Zhao.

Can you sense the murderous aura?

The murderous aura?

I could only sense
the foul atmosphere.

Jian!

Jian.

The cold poison is too strong.

Although it inhibited the activation
of the Burning Heart Poison,

it's gradually eroding his heart.

If this goes on,
he's still going to die.

-I'll suck it out with my inner power.
-No.

Once the cold poison is sucked out,
the Gu poison will kill him.

-I'll suck both out.
-Hey.

Gu poison is a bug.

Not a poison.

No matter how strong
your inner power is,

you can't suck it out.

I'll still have to try.

Physician Wang, take it easy.

Listen to what others say.

Physician Ye, do you have any ideas?

If we don't get rid of the Gu poison,

there's no way
to treat the cold poison.

Unless Madam Hei Wu is here,

there's nothing that we can do.

Excuse me.

Take care.

Why should I listen to you?

Ye Xiao Xiao, you're just a coward.

A narrow-minded and nasty person!

He would have died
by the time Hei Wu got here.

I'd better give it a try.

He's already in such a state.

Let me try. I might
be able to save him.

Let's give it a try.

Hurry.

Step aside.

Jian!

Shoot, the cold poison
backlashes against it.

Jian.

Get up, Physician Wang.

-I'm fine.
-That's great.

It looks like the caster
is way more skilful than me.

I'll try it once more later.

I'll go upstairs to warm up first.

Cut the crap.

To make new and better medicine,

someone needs to test it.

-Test it?
-Someone has to sacrifice.

Everyone dies.

It's just a matter of time.

Mr. Prescriptor.

Can't you hear those children's cries?

They're living people
with flesh and blood.

God cares for every living thing.

So do I.

They're contributing
to medical purposes.

Once I produce new medicine,
we'll be able to save the people.

And they would have died
for a worthy cause. Isn't it great?

You're saying to make them
beg for a lifetime?

Who would want to be born as a beggar?

Blame it on their destiny.

Luckily they met me.

They're fortunate to be able to do
the test and devote to medicine.

How meaningful is that?

Shouldn't they thank me for that?

Mr. Jian.

How long have you been poisoned?

It's been more than a month.

How about you?

This disease has been torturing me
for more than a decade.

-I think it's going to rain.
-Are you feeling better?

Mr. Jian, I'll go get some rest.

You must be tired.

Why don't I get you some drinks?

Thank you.

Sure enough. The drinks that
a pretty woman serve is sweet.

You're so lucky.

I saw you kept staring at that fool.

Could you have fallen for him?

Is that all that you think about?

I...

Something came up now.

Excuse me.

Serves you right.

If that's the case...

I should thank Physician Wang.

It was just a stroke of luck.

I'm glad you're fine now.

How long more can I live?

As long as you don't go
to places with extreme cold,

you have half a year.

Don't worry.

Hurricanes come and go easily.

After a few days,

the path to Yan Prefecture
will be cleared.

Let's hope so.

But I don't have much time left.

Where are the people?

Why are they all gone?

You're back so soon.

Where's Mr. Prescriptor?

He's upstairs.

I'll send it to him.

You gave me a scare.

Mr. Prescriptor!

I've bought the medicine.

Guys, something has happened!

Something has happened!

This is bad.

Something has happened!

Monk, what's wrong?

-Are you okay?
-I'm fine.

-What is it?
-Something happened to Prescriptor.

Let's go.

What's wrong?

Who killed him?

He's dead?

Yes.

It's a fatal penetrating chest wound.

That's right.

This stab wound on the chest is fatal.

And the remaining ten stabs,

were made after he died.

This must be the murder weapon.

It looks like the murderer
really hates Mr. Prescriptor...

to kill him like that.

Why are you looking at us?

The scope isn't that huge.

The knife went in through the front.

Before he was stabbed,

he didn't call for help.

In other words,
it was done by an acquaintance.

An acquaintance? Which one?

He offended so many people.

There are too many
who would have wanted him dead.

At the time of the incident,

Zhao Wo Huan, Grandmother Chang,

the lady boss, the waiter,
and I were on the first floor.

We can be ruled out as suspects.

Mr. Monk went out to buy medicine.

The ones left are Ye Xiao Xiao,

Wicked Woman, Physician Wang,

Mr. Yin and Living Bian Que.

All of you had the time
to commit the crime.

What were you doing at that time?

My clothes were stained
with medicine.

I was washing the clothes in my room.

I was sleeping.

I was getting warmed up in the room.

-Warmed up.
-I was...

That's not right.

I was downstairs as well.

I went to the toilet twice.

Why do I get suspected?

Can anyone prove that
you went to the toilet?

I...

I know!

She must be the murderer.

Just now, she said she wanted
to avenge her ice silkworms,

and wanted Mr. Prescriptor
to pay with his life.

-Mr. Yin, she said that, right?
-Don't simply make accusations!

I think it's because
you failed to take liberties with me,

-you're taking revenge against me.
-That's right.

You did it for revenge.

If we hadn't stopped you
when he was downstairs,

you would have killed him already.

That's why you were holding a grudge
and tried to take revenge.

Don't bother to explain.

It's just a cover-up.
You must be the murderer.

Fine.

Mr. Jian.

I have nothing to say,

if your investigation results
point to me.

If it's not...

I'm going to sew someone's mouth shut.

As of now,

Wicked Woman doesn't seem
like a murderer.

Given her height,
if she wanted to stab his chest,

the knife would have entered
at an oblique angle,

and it would have faced downward.

But judging from the stab wound
on Mr. Prescriptor's body,

the knife went in straight
from the front.

So, I can conclude,

that this person isn't short,
and it should be a man.

Mr. Jian is right.

I'm familiar with knives.

That stab was made by a man.

Did you hear that?

Mr. Jian, you're awesome.

This is weird.

The bloodstains on the floor
were clearly wiped off.

But there's a lot of blood on it.

What actually happened here?

Is the mission going well?

It's a bit tricky.

Zhan Shi Wu sent me the news.

There's a skilled martial artist
with Jian Bu Zhi called Zhao Wo Huan.

He's a real handful.

You have met this person
on Puppet Island, right?

Yes, he's a fool
who fights with the sword.

A fool?

How's someone like that
be a match for Zhan Shi Wu?

Perhaps, the fools
have blessings in disguise.

What are you thinking?

When a swordsman...

hears that there are other
highly skilled swordsmen,

they would want to compete with him.

Are you kidding me?

Even the old geezer from Hanyue Villa
might not be a match for you.

There's no need for you
to make a move on a fool.

You're Zhan Si.

The Zhan Si who only needs
to deal one single blow.

One blow each time.

Isn't this a sorrow for the assassin?

Slow.

You're starting to move around again.

Do you have cramps?

Don't make fun of me. Come on.

I wanted to ask you something.

Lately, I'm practising based on
a great sword technique manuscript.

It was good at first.

It went fast and slow.

But when I came to the last few pages,

it's telling me to slow down...

and stop all of a sudden.

I have to move and stop moving.

What does it mean?

I have a blind samurai friend
in the Eastern Ocean.

His swordsmanship is similar
to the one you said.

What? Another blind man?

This blind samurai said,

less is more.

-Less is more?
-Slow is fast.

-Slow is fast?
-Weak is strong.

Weak is strong?

I think the one you met
wasn't a blind man, but a liar.

I don't think so.

Where are you going?
I'm not done talking.

Mr. Zhao, come with me.

I think this is how it is.

Water is weak.

But no matter how sharp your sword is,

it can't inflict harm on it.

But it's different with the ladle.

Although the ladle isn't sharp
like your sword,

it can make the water
take the shape of it.

I think that's how things are
in this world.

The lesser the changes,

the faster the speed,

and the more changes you get.

This is what my blind
samurai friend meant.

Monk, look.

That makes sense.

But Second Master Li...

didn't use a ladle.

This is...

The front and back of the ladle.

There's such a place
in the Ten Killing Gate?

Whose room is this?

Zhan Shi Qi's.

The Zhan Shi Qi who escaped?

After she ran away,

I realised that hiding in this room
and listening to the rain,

would make me feel so relaxed.

It's all my fault.

I messed things up
at Puppet Island.

It held you back from catching her.

Your father is really reckless.

But I'm really curious.

What kind of people are Jian Bu Zhi,

and his friends around him?

Jian Bu Zhi doesn't know martial arts.

But he's very smart.

Zhan Shi Er and Zhan Shi Wu
are my best men.

If I send them to kill him,

it's like using a sledgehammer
to crack a nut.

If Zhan Shi Er and Zhan Shi Wu fail,

will you do it yourself?

They couldn't possibly fail.

Lady boss.

Go elsewhere.

Come on.

I left my umbrella with you.

I'm here to get it.

Thank you.

Pull back and thrust forward.

Zhao, come with me.

Scoop backward.

Jian?

Jian?

If you run...

you'll be a dead man soon.

Why are you trying to kill me?

Because the Ten Killing Gate
has got their eyes on you.

Jian!

-Jian!
-Zhao.

I was searching for you.
You went running around again.

Zhao, I found something.
I'll tell you when we get back.

All right. Do you know
how dangerous it is out there?

-You went running around.
-I'm telling you.

My trip here turned out
quite fruitful.

You have the nerves to say that?
You almost died.

But it was a fruitful one.

-I was worried about you.
-Don't be so mean.

I...

Zhan Shi Qi.

I just let you go.

How dare of you
to show up in front of me?

Why did you let that little brat go?

Could you have fallen for him?

Don't forget who you are.

You're an assassin from Zhan Division.

I'm now your target.

Shouldn't the defectors
go as far as they could?

I don't want him to die.

I've taught you a lot.

But there are a lot of things
that I couldn't teach you.

If you're hell-bent to do it
for that little brat,

you probably don't know...

how cruel the world is.

Is there anything crueler
than having to kill every day?

Zhan Division is cruel but simple.

Love isn't as beautiful as you think.

You haven't experienced
how it feels to be jealous yet.

No need for that.

With me around,

he will have to live on unless I die.

It looks like this detective
is quite popular with the girls.

Don't worry.

I promised not to kill you.

So, I'm going to spare your life.

For the sake of our relationship,
let me give you a kind reminder.

Perhaps, soon enough,

he'll be together
with that Wicked Woman.

Since I can't teach you this lesson,

she'll do me the favour.

Why would the Ten Killing Gate
have their eyes on you?

I'm not sure either.

You need to thank
Grandmother Chang later.

That's right.

I'll thank her later when we get back.

Is this Living Bian Que's umbrella?

Is he back?

How would I know?

Let's not bother about him.

Let's find someone
to solve the case first.

You've found the answer?

-Soon. Let's go.
-All right.

Wicked Woman, are you in?

Mr. Jian?

I have something to tell you.

Hold on.

Mr. Jian, come on in.

I have some leads
in Mr. Prescriptor's murder case.

But I need to ask you something
to be sure.

There are two reasons.

Firstly, I think you are unlikely
to be the murderer.

So, you wouldn't lie to me.

Secondly, it's because your room
is next to Mr. Prescriptor's.

So, you heard everything
loud and clear,

on the day of the murder.

Since you believe me,
just ask away.

I'll surely tell you everything
I know.

All right.

I would like to know
if you heard anything,

on the day of the murder?

Anything.

I think I heard some strange noise.

Strange noise?

When I got upstairs,

I heard Mr. Prescriptor
moving the bottles and glasses.

He did it every day
and it was a huge commotion.

After that, I went on the bed to rest.

I think he was fighting with someone.

I didn't hear clearly
as to who the other person was.

All I know is that
it was a young man's voice.

He was very loud.

It got me so annoyed.

I fell asleep covered up
in the blanket.

It's not enough to rely on
these testimonies alone.

We still lack the key evidence.

Jian.

What should we do?

If so, we'll lure the murderer out.

-Lure him out?
-That's right.

Wicked Woman,
I need you to work with me.

That easy?

No problem.

We'll go back and get ready.

Right, Mr. Jian.

Don't call me Wicked Woman.
I have a name.

What's your name?

My name is Gong Que.

-Gong Que?
-That's a nice name.

All right, Ms. Gong Que.

I helped you before,
and you've returned the favour.

That makes us friends.

We should use the right way
to address our friends.

What's the right way
to address friends?

How about this?

From now on, I'll call you Jian,
and call him Zhao.

You can call me Gong.

-Gong?
-Gong?

-No way.
-Sure.

Why not? I think it's good.

-How is that good?
-Hey!

Zhao.

That's how friends are
in the martial world, right?

Is that so?

-Fine. Whatever she...
-Forget it.

Just stick to Wicked Woman.

Goodbye. I shall not see you out.

Right, Gong.

After this is over,

I've something personal to ask you.

Sure.

Let's go.

Zhao.

I'm eating.

Where did Jian go?
Why didn't he come to eat?

He said there's a new development
in the case.

What is it?

He's going to check
Mr. Prescriptor's body again.

He said there was blood on his finger.

He might have written something.

What did he write?

How would I know?

Perhaps, the name of the murderer.