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He's welcoming you.

Chinese hospitality.

Is it gold?

Of course.

This temple

was built in the Yongjia era of Western Jin,

and having been renovated by Tang, Liao and Jin Dynasties.

I like it.

It's for you.

Only one?

All, of course.

Fool.

Drive!

Filthy beggar.

Back to the palace.

Britain, America, Germany, France,

Russia, Italy, Japan, and Austria-Hungary.

Consuls from those eight countries

had been persuaded by me

Not to further pursue the Boxer Rebellion.

Empress Dowager,

rest assured.

Alright.

The rebels from Revive China Society,

Sun Yat-sen and Zheng Shiliang

failed in Guangzhou affair

are now hiding in America,

assembling firearms

for bigger rebellion.

Internal stability comes before eliminating external threats.

I believe we should take the initiative,

capture Sun and Zheng.

I have one person in mind for the job.

Fei Yanggu, Captain of the Imperial Guards.

This man excels as a literary mind

and skilled in combat.

He is of majestic demeanor

and is well-groomed.

An expert at dagger flying.

An English speaker.

Right waiting outside.

Summon him.

Summon him.

Your faithful servant, Fei Yanggu,

greets your majesty the Empress Dowager.

Go to America

and bring back those traitors.

Get rid of those pests

and you'll help secure lasting

prosperity of the Great Qing.

I will.

What is a genius?

A natural talent.

At five, I had read through all the classics,

mastered music, chess, calligraphy, and painting,

reciting Tang and Song poetry fluently.

At seven, I took on Chinese medicine, a family business.

By nine, I was able to treat patients on my own.

People in my home village called me a prodigy.

At eleven, because of my remarkable talents,

Lord Yung Wing chose me as one of the first Chinese students to study in America,

taking up the mission to revive China.

So, Mr. Prodigy...

Genius.

Mr. Genius.

How exactly did my father die?

Gotta think about it.

The pills.

The pills?

The victim died from excessive drinking

combined with a large dose of chloral hydrate,

leading to respiratory failure.

Who's responsible for his meal?

Him.

He is the murderer.

Is it

a little hasty?

What a luxury room.

With an ice box.

You knew the victim's habits,

so you simply made ice with chloral hydrate in it.

Whiskey on rock,

a nail in the coffin.

There's still some water from the melted ice.

Let's check this out.

Tie him up.

Money! Money!

Easy peasy.

It's me, it's me.

What are you yapping about?

Banana man.

I am Sherlock Holmes.

You?

Last name Qin, first name Fu, nickname Olmes.

And Fu-Olmes became Holmes.

I thought it would be a white man.

I am.

Can't you tell?

Is he?

Whatever. Take his words then.

Mr. Detective,

This way please.

This is San Francisco!

Yes

What's the case?

Jack the Ripper.

Isn't he in England?

How did he end up in America?

Shut up.

Run!

Who is Bai?

Run!

Run!

There's trouble in San Francisco, huh?

Haven't you read the papers lately?

Shocking news in America.

I'm new here.

Jack the Ripper disappeared over ten years ago.

Since when did he become Chinese?

Three days ago,

two Chinese wandering in the back alley of the theater

found two bodies.

One was a white girl named Alice,

the other, an old Native American man,

Six-Hands.

The woman was cut open,

with all intestines gone.

The old man had his throat cut,

blood sprayed all over the ground.

The next morning,

the San Francisco Times

received a letter,

from

Jack the Ripper.

With only one line:

Very delicious...

Are you ready girls?

Very delicious...?

What does that mean?

The worst part is,

Alice's father

is a Republican senator,

Grant.

Who is running for mayor.

The white community won't let this slip.

And Six-Hands is the chief of the Navajo tribe.

Even the Indians wouldn't let us off.

It's getting more chaotic out there lately.

Our people dare not leave Chinatown.

Soon, even Chinatown itself might be in danger.

What are we going to do?

So who exactly is this Jack the Ripper?

Hip Sing Tong.

Rang a bell?

Who doesn't know the biggest Chinese gang in America?

Jack“.

Bai.

Are you saying it's Bai Xuanling, the boss of HST?

It's his son,

Bai Zhenbang.

How sick are gangsters nowadays?

As if gambling, selling drugs, pimping,

looting and kidnapping weren't enough.

They are into cannibalism now?

So embarrassing.

Alright,

enough about them.

Let's talk about our case.

We just did.

Did what?

Told you everything.

Our boss will

tell you the rest.

Father

Father

Father

Father

Why did you burn him?

Father is starting to stink.

No, I don't believe Father is dead.

He's gone.

And...

stinks, too.

I will avenge him.

Ghost.

Go ask Pearl.

Go on.

Pearl,

who killed my Father?

Go to where the Easterners gather.

The first person you knock into

will answer you.

Use the gift granted by the ancestral spirit

to find the justice you demand.

Here in America,

Buddha, General Guan and Jesus all works.

This...

must be Detective Fu, right?

A young hero,

so majestic in demeanor.

I am Bai Xuanling.

Call me Louis.

Master Bah

Nice to finally meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

Coming to America alone, empty-handed,

building an empire in forty years,

helping all Chinese in America through Hip Sing Tong.

You're truly our hero.

Every Chinese knows your name.

Brother,

you're too kind.

You don't mind if I call you "Brother," right?

Big Brother.

What you said wasn't entirely accurate.

I didn't came alone.

In the third year of Xianfeng, 1854,

I set off with seven fellow villagers from Siyi.

We traveled from Guangzhou to Hong Kong,

then went on a boat ride for three months

before we reached San Francisco, the Gold Mountain.

Two of us died of illness on the way.

This...

is a photo taken by a British journalist back then.

Which one is you?

I'm not in this picture.

I hung up these photos

as a constant reminder to myself.

So I'd never forget where I came from.

Later, I opened a restaurant,

then laundry,

then pawnshop,

then factory.

I pushed on against all odds.

Against the Americans,

the Italians,

and the Irish.

I made it to where I am today

Seven fellows

one survivor, me.

My achievement was built upon two things.

Versatility

and righteousness.

Buddha

and hallelujah.

I've learned so much

from your words.

If you don't mind, bro...

take me as a disciple.

Brother to disciple?

You are too much for that.

Not at all.

Once a teacher, always a father.

From now on, you're my godfather.

Godfather.

Hey! You!

Alright.

OK, godson.

I accept you.

Shall we

talk about your god brother then?

So,

why do they think my brother is the killer?

Three days ago,

the night of August 10th,

at the Chinese Grand Theater,

it was Ching Ling Fu's premiere in San Francisco.

Soon after the show began,

Zhenbang suddenly rose to leave.

Zhenbang,

You're leaving?

What's so great about those tricks?

Alice and Six-Hands

were killed that night

in the alley

behind the theater.

Someone called the police,

claiming that they saw

Zhenbang there at that time.

Where was he going?

After leaving the theater,

where did he go?

- No one knows.

Until the morning of the 11th,

when the police arrested him at the port.

After Zhenbang was taken to the station,

he didn't say a word.

He has a record of harassment?

Alice's family servant reported that

about the harassment

That's slander!

Grant even came to confront the master about it.

Shameless!

And he studied anatomy?

Just a hobby!

Just a coincidence.

Godfather,

I am a detective, maybe.

But a green one.

I'm far from qualified for solving this case.

Perhaps you should find someone else,

lest progress be delayed in the investigation.

Detective Fu, solved countless crimes in England,

how could you be "green"?

I am working on

bailing Zhenbang out

to meet you in person.

His life

is in your hands now.

Zhenbang

is my only son.

Godfather,

to tell you the truth,

I'm actually here on a secret mission.

Fei Yanggu, an imperial official from Qing

will arrive at the dock this afternoon.

He has orders to capture some dangerous fugitives.

It's the order from the Empress Dowager.

Grant, the Republican senator

has formally proposed a bill,

citing his daughter's tragic death,

to ban all Chinatowns in California.

In four days,

I will be representing the Chinese Chamber of Commerce

to debate in the Council Hall.

If this bill passes in San Francisco,

they'll immediately propose it to the federal government.

Then, Chinese people all across America

will have no place to call home.

So, this case

concerns not only the fate of the Bai family

but also all Chinese in America.

Master.

Lao Si,

ask Mr. Weyman

to come to the silk factory.

Take good care of Detective Fu.

Have him rest in the third-floor guest room

and keep an eye on him.

Sir,

do we need to

keep such a low profile for this mission?

Mission confidential.

Be cautious.

In and out quietly.

What are they talking about?

Welcoming us to America.

Go away.

Hi.

Go away.

Don't send me back.

Take your...

What are you doing?

Protecting our Master.

Firearms are powerful.

Do not act recklessly.

What does that mean?

Wai Pen?

What's Wai Pen?

Wai Pen?

I think it means...

foreigners.

I am Fei Yanggu from the Yellow Banner of the Great Qing.

It seems he's telling us to kneel.

Insolent!

I, Fei Yanggu,

only kneel before the Emperor

and the Empress Dowager.

Who do you think you are?

The first person you knock into

will answer you.

This way.

The trots.

Where's the bathroom?

Over there.

Jack the Ripper,

Hip Sing Tong...

Are you kidding me?

I have a better chance fooling that imperial official.

Why build the toilet so high up?

Detective Fu,

is everything...

going smoothly?

Detective Fu...

Detective Fu...

You...

Just an old pet peeve.

I can't poop fully dressed.

Understood.

You...

Also a pet peeve.

Foul smell makes me dizzy.

I see.

Help!

He's trying to escape!

Bro.

Please don't.

Really.

Bro.

Let me go.

Bro.

Please.

Stop it.

Bro.

Please bro.

You bumped into me.

Chinese?

You're Chinese?

- Where?

Take me to the killer.

What killer?

The one that killed Father.

Whose father?

Pearl said you would...

Who the hell is Pearl?

The ancestral spirit will protect us.

Enough with the crazy talk.

Where are you going?

To get dressed.

Take me with you!

Stop it.

People frown upon such things!

If stop them,

then we'll go for the killer.

Eyes of a Hawk.

Ears of a Wolf.

Speed of the Puma.

Useless.

Brother.

Brother.

Go.

By myself, please.

Strength of a Bear.

Impressive.

The killer is here?

How did you find me?

I'm the hunter,

you're the prey.

Put this on.

Together,

let's thank Mr. Weyman.

Louis.

I know you took them in out of kindness,

but you can only protect them for a while,

not forever.

As long as I can.

Do you need me helping accommodate them?

No need to bother you with these.

Hold off work here before the hearing.

Can't give them any ammunition.

Understood.

Take this.

It's all of a sudden.

Zhenbang's bail money is way too high.

This piece of land is my most valuable asset.

Keep it as a mortgage.

Again, I'm counting on you to help my family through this.

I told you.

I can lend you the money.

No.

All these years,

I've owed you too much.

My people have owed you too much.

Alright then,

I'll keep this just for now.

I'll arrange Zhenbang's bail momentarily.

Right now, our priority

is to clear ZhenBang's name

and find the real killer.

Thank you.

So, this is America.

Not as fancy as I thought.

Sir, watch out.

Sir,

where's Guy the meeting us?

Should be here.

A young Chinese man.

Named Qin Fu.

Qin Fu.

Remember,

when addressing people in the West,

Given name first,

then family name.

So, we should call him...

Fu Qin.

Fu Qin.

- Who's Fu Qin? - Fu Qin.

Are you looking for...

Fu Qin?

I am "father." (Same pronunciation with Fu Qin)

You are?

My name is Fei.

Mr. Fei.

Address him as Master.

Master Fei.

What are you waiting for?

Help the master with his luggage.

- Let me. - I'll take this.

Find us the best inn in town,

then a nice meal.

The food on the ship

Y-u-c-k-y.

No worries.

All set.

Chinese help Chinese.

Exactly.

No scamming your own kind.

Let's go.

One moment, sir.

I'll go bring the ride about.

Hold on.

What ride?

Our master isn't used to those newfangled cars.

I'm driving a carriage.

One moment, sir.

Don't wander around.

Wait here.

Father will be right back to pick you up.

Sir,

have we been

scammed?

Why aren't you eating?

I miss Father.

Your name is Gui?

Ghost.

Alright, Gui.

So Six-Hands, the victim, was your father?

But how could an old Indian man bear a Shanxi son?

I'm from Hebei.

No matter where you from, let me say this again.

I'm really not a detective.

I can't help you find the killer.

But Pearl said...

Pearl or pig,

no means no.

Does she know me better than I know myself?

Whatever, I'm sticking with you.

What's your problem?

Wherever you go, I'll go.

I'm going to the bathroom.

Wanna join?

If you can find me again,

I'll do as you command.

Sir,

should we keep waiting?

Maybe a little longer.

Go back.

Leave.

Indeed, this barbaric land is full of tricks.

We must keep our eyes open

and never be fooled again.

Come on, quick.

Spread out and search.

Hurry.

He's not getting away.

Find him!

You're awake.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Ghost.

We're here.

Where?

Home.

Home?

This is him.

Stare at my sister again,

and I'll drink from your skull.

Huh?

Tell him.

What's he saying?

He said if you find the killer,

his sister will marry you.

And you'll drink the wine of matrimony tonight

Indians do that, too?

What did he say?

Don't you want to avenge Father?

All you know is revenge.

Look at that stupid face of his.

Pearl must have made a mistake.

What is he saying?

If his sister isn't enough,

you can have that piece of land, too.

Deal.

He's OK.

When I was five,

I watched my parents

die in front of me.

Father found me,

and raised me,

taught me everything.

He gave me a second life.

So,

you must help me find the killer.

With you as my partner, I'm very confident.

If you try to escape again...

I'll cut your balls off.

It hurts my feelings you'd say that.

In fact,

they've already found the killer.

Godfather.

Godfather.

I'm back.

Fu, my boy!

I thought you took off.

Godfather,

how could I?

Exactly.

How could you?

I actually left to recruit him.

Six-Hands' son, Gui.

We'll solve the case together.

It's Ghost.

Gui

Fu and Gui

A perfect match made in heaven.

Come, come.

Last night, three men wandered around looking for "Fu Qin."

And this morning,

they came to my door.

This is Fei Yanggu. Master Fei.

Master Fei.

Nice finally meeting you.

I was tied up yesterday and couldn't pick you up.

Never mind.

As soon as I arrived,

I was scammed.

We had to sleep on the street.

I heard that Hip Sing Tong is the largest

Chinese society in the city,

so I came to pay my respects to Master Bai.

Master Fei, you're too kind.

You mentioned you're here to arrest some rebels.

Who are they exactly?

Sir,

the young master is back.

As long as you are safe.

Come,

let me introduce you.

I hired these two detectives for you.

Mr. Fu...

and Mr. Gui

This is...

Master Fei Yanggu, who just arrived in America.

This is my son, Bai Zhenbang.

And this is...

We studied together in England.

Zheng Shiliang.

Master Bah

just now you asked me

who it is I am here to arrest.

This must be destiny.

Arrest him!

Stop!

Be civil.

Master Bah

this man Zheng Shiliang

is a fugitive wanted by the Empress Dowager herself

Your Empress is back there in Qing.

This...

is America.

I'm taking this man with me,

no matter what.

Master Fei,

both you and him,

at this moment,

are guests of the Hip Sing Tong.

As long as I'm here,

your safety is guaranteed.

Once you leave this room,

whatever you do is none of my business.

But here and now,

no one

is taking him away.

Master Bai made his point.

Zheng Shiliang,

count your blessings for now,

you won't be this lucky forever.

Sheathe your swords.

What a day!

Wen, Wu,

top up for Master Fei.

Yes, sir.

That won't be necessary.

We're leaving.

Fu, Gui

Tell them

what exactly did you do on the night of the 10th?

You boys have a good talk.

I'll be right back.

Is this how you treat guests?

Brother,

where did you go after leaving the theater that night?

How can we help you if you don't tell us?

Say something.

Tell us.

Please.

Why don't you tell us?

What are you doing?

Didn't we agree to only take action when it's necessary?

What more is there to say?

He doesn't even dare to say where he went.

He must be the killer.

Be patient.

Give him more time.

No.

I'll avenge Father right now.

What's the motive?

Why would he kill your father?

Don't you want to know?

Was he into money, or Indian men?

Come on, speak up, brother.

Young master, tell them.

Young master, tell them.

Please.

Tell us.

Are you going to talk or not?

Tell them.

- Tell them. - Please.

Speak up.

Will you talk or not?

Alright!

Shiliang.

Nothing is more important

than clearing your name right now.

Shiliang,

don't.

Zhenbang,

I have to let it out, it's killing me inside.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

Shiliang.

Zhenbang.

You two!

Went on a date?

Guns.

Marston said you two stole his guns.

That's right.

On the night of the 10th,

Zhenbang and I, we...

went to steal guns from the Irish.

You got something else to do?

No.

This is Zheng Shiliang.

We went to medical school in England together.

He's joined Dr. Sun's Revive China Society.

Guns can be bought,

why steal them?

The revolution is imminent.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

They steal from us all the time.

These weapons

were in fact gathered by the Irish

for their next raid on Chinatown.

So you had no time to kill Father.

Of course not.

My people can vouch for him.

No wonder you said nothing at the police station.

Turns out you were stealing guns.

I knew my brother was innocent.

Godfather,

we did good, didn't we?

Gm,

put your knife away.

Then why were you at the port so early?

He wasn't trying to escape.

He was simply scared after stealing the guns.

So, he was going to get out of town.

Right, brother?

Us believing you is not enough.

All Americans need to be persuded.

For now,

we need to find the killer first.

Yes.

Let's go find him.

Godfather,

I have another request.

Spill.

I've just acquired some land

in the Native American area

and got myself a wife,

but still I don't have American citizenship.

You really want to stay for good?

I have property and a family now.

Alright,

I'll help you.

Thank you, Godfather.

One's a fool.

The other a savage.

And you ask them to solve the case?

At this point,

is there anyone else who would take the case?

Qin Fu is quite observant

and quick-witted.

Definitely a man of talent.

As for Ghost,

with his animal instincts,

and skills in combat and tracking,

is no average Joe, either.

The two of them

came along at the right time

To save you.

Right now,

both of you are wanted criminals out there.

Stay put.

Stay. At least for safety.

The great Master Bai

can only keep me safe for a while?

The hearing in four days...

if I fail,

I won't just be unable to protect you,

but also Hip Sing Tong

and Chinatown.

I fear that all Chinese in America

won't be safe.

We were never safe here.

Our hope

should not be put here.

No more talk of revolution.

If it could truly change things,

we wouldn't have crossed the ocean

to make a living in a foreign land.

I've fought my whole life

just to earn some respect,

hoping that we'll no longer be bullied by the whites.

Out there is the Chinatown

you've protected for decades.

It's still packed with brothels,

opium dens,

and casinos.

Have our people become better here?

If our hope isn't back home

or here,

then where is it?

Gentlemen.

Your hope

is too distant for me.

My only hope now

is for you to be okay.

Which way?

Yeah,

Where?

You're asking me?

The fundamental principles of all professions

are the same.

Use the logic of traditional Chinese medicine,

to magnify the detail and the logic.

I got it.

Follow me.

A doctor of Chinese medicine does four things.

Wang, observe the patient.

Wen, listen to the breathing.

Wen, ask about symptoms.

And "Qie," feel the pulse.

Crime investigation is not that different.

Let's start with...

What have we here?

Footprints.

Father's.

How do you know?

Father doesn't wear shoes.

Judging by the blood stains,

someone cut your father's throat.

My father's name is Six-Hands.

Once, he chopped off six enemies' hands

and wore them around his neck.

This time, your father wasn't carrying a knife?

Someone must have ambushed him from behind.

These footprints...

Strange.

Two people died,

yet there's only father's blood.

How do you know?

Can't you smell the difference between a man's and a woman's blood?

You can?

You don't even have common sense.

80, Alice didn't die here.

And,

there are no women's footprints here.

Only a fat man's.

How fat?

Thrice your size.

A carriage.

You don't need to eat shit to prove that, do you?

City horse.

What's special about the dung of a city horse?

City horses are fed beans,

ours are fed grass.

So it wasn't a fat man.

Someone took Alice here in a carriage.

Your father

just happened to pass by.

The killer wasn't alone.

Our land was taken from us.

Father would come here at night to trade furs.

Maybe

he was looking for a mother for you.

What are you doing?

Looks like this country really does need an FBI.

I thought sniffing is one of the steps. Wen, right?

In Chinese medicine,

wen means listen, not smell.

As in listening to the dead.

Examine the body, an autopsy.

You know what autopsy means, right?

How do I explain it to an Indian?

Autopsy means...

Fracture of the left funny bone.

Bruise on the tushy bone.

Ribs cracked.

Blow to the back of the head .

Neck broken.

This here is the fatal wound.

Hang on, wait a second.

What is...

funny bone, tushy,

and Master?

Is that Indian slang?

It's authentic Chinese.

You mean Hebei dialect.

Banana Man.

How can you autopsy?

Father taught me.

First animal, then people.

Impressive.

Multiple external injuries

indicate severe violence before death.

She fought back, too.

No, she scratched.

Why can't I see it?

Because it's not visible to human eyes.

Only a Hawk.

So the killer must have scratch marks on him.

Gui

impressive.

The stomach is empty.

But why would the killer

remove all her intestines?

The estimated time of death

is between 6 to 10 pm on August 10th,

the same time your father was killed.

So the guy killed Alice somewhere nearby

then moved her, and disemboweled her.

What was his purpose?

There's been rumours

that Jack the Ripper was a doctor,

because the victims wounds

were clean and surgical.

This person

struck without hesitation.

He must be a butcher or a hunter if not doctor.

Didn't I tell you not to sniff around?

Just now, I smelled

a strange scent

right here.

Look.

Wood shavings.

Why would there be wood shavings?

A stick.

She was beaten to death with a wooden stick.

I see you have the nose of a pig, too.

This isn't a normal murder.

A crime driven by extreme hatred.

Now it's time to inquire.

Who?

Whoever knew her the best.

Nothing valuable.

Since talking fails,

it's time to "qie" - feel!

Me?

How?

Too early to "qie" now,

We'll just

do it later.

(PALPATE) Before Grant gets home.

Let's go.

Once you're in, open the door for me.

Didn't we say feel?

Since when did it become steal?

Obviously your Chinese is bad.

Better than yours,

Banana Man.

You savage,

ever heard of homophones?

Qie can mean both feel and steal.

So handy.

Screw you.

Come on.

Qie your ass in.

Where's Alice's room?

How should I know?

Use your pig nose to find it.

Which smells the nicest.

Second floor.

What about this photo that makes you so emotional?

I don't see it.

Can I take it?

No.

Why no?

Don't you even think about it.

But you said it also means steal.

Doesn't mean you can take things.

Let's go.

What's wrong?

Bai Zhenbang.

I have something important to ask him.

Young master.

Master.

The young master left with Mr. Zheng,

don't know where.

San Francisco

isn't that big.

Just tell the boys

to bring them back safely.

Yes, sir.

If anything happens to my brother,

it'll be impossible to overturn the case.

Is there anything you can do?

Is this real?

You have psychic power?

Last time, you used acupuncture

with bamboo sticks to block pain

and boost strength,

chewed coca leaves to stimulate your nerves.

Chinese medicine can explain all that,

but definitely not this.

Come with me.

Grand

The-

-ater?

Is Bai Zhenbang still in the mood for magic show?

We'll ask around and find out.

Ask who?

Him.

If you are Chinese, speak Chinese.

We're looking for Ching Ling Fu.

Mr. Ching is about to go on stage.

He won't be meeting fans.

Fans?

Do we look like fans?

Yes, you do.

You can't go in.

Sorry. Mr. Ching,

I couldn't stop these crazy fans of yours.

I understand.

After all, I am the great Ching Ling Foo.

Have you heard the song Americans made for me?

You're a good singer,

but please stop immediately.

Where is he?

Who?

There are three cups.

Drink.

And three chairs.

Sit and drink.

An autograph?

We are detectives

hired by

Master Bai Xuanling.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Weyman

are my loyal fans,

and experts in magic.

So,

where would you like me to sign?

Chest?

We're here to see Bai Zhenbang.

Bai Zhenbang isn't here.

I can make anyone appear out of thin air,

but not Bai Zhenbang.

I just heard him.

He's here.

No, he's not.

He's here.

No, he's not.

He's here.

- He's not here, or here. - He's here.

My friend!

You must be delusional.

We're often deceived by our own senses.

Whatever

you think you see

or hear...

isn't necessarily real.

Neither are your words, for that matter.

Actually,

they are more likely to be fake.

Isn't that right,

Mr. Magician?

I'm about to go on stage.

Be my guest.

Bai Zhenbang,

We're not here for you.

We are.

Who are you?

Get out of here now!

None of your business!

Zheng Shiliang.

No one can protect you today.

We'll protect him.

Stab yourself.

Use the sticks and transform.

Cannot

Why not?

Strength of the Bear, do it now!

I can only do that once every two days.

There's four of us,

and only three of you.

Get them.

Even four against three is not enough?

No.

How about four against one then?

Which one of you

wants to die first?

Come out.

Smile, just smile.

Wave.

Now, get your ass back in there.

What the hell?

Shut the door.

One.

Two.

Three.

Sir.

Go get them.

Kill them.

A real kung fu master, I see.

Of course.

Can't even win four against two.

What about four against one?

No, no, no.

My leg!

My...

leg!

My...

Smile, everybody smile.

Here, say "thank you."

And bow.

Darling.

Bravo.

Bravo.

Those guns...

you hid them in the theater, didn't you?

You went to see Ching Ling Fu

to discuss how to move those guns.

This is why you came to us?

Actually, we came for something else.

You and Alice, the dead girl,

were you couple?

Why do you ask?

Observe, listen, inquire, and feel.

Crime investigation is much like Chinese medicine.

You seek out seemingly unrelated symptoms

to find the cause of sickness.

That day, Zheng Shiliang was hesitant to speak.

Alright!

You studied in England,

and Alice had been there, too.

Maybe you two knew each other from back then.

Most importantly,

when you were arrested by the police

on the morning of August 11th,

you were at the port.

You weren't trying to escape,

you were eloping with Alice,

weren't you?

Apparently I've underestimated you.

Looks like I was right.

Honestly,

I'm even surprised by my sheer talent as a detective.

Turns out I really am perfect for the job.

I first met her

By the river Thames.

I was eighteen.

From that moment on,

I knew

she would be the place where my life begins

and where it ends.

I despised my father

and all his criminal deeds.

I was planning to

settle in England for good.

It was only for her

that I returned to San Francisco.

And it was from then on

that we truly got to know each other.

The Chinese Exclusion Act states

that Chinese men cannot marry white women.

We were so in love

but it's us against the world.

We could only meet in secret.

Revealing your relationship

would have cleared your name.

Why didn't you say anything?

Alice is already dead.

I don't want her name tarnished after her death.

A true romantic.

But you can't be

known as the Chinese

Jack the Ripper, either, can you?

You've finally got to the point.

The case is the biggest story across America now.

They want to make the Chinese Exclusion Act a permanent law,

so they need a reason to convince the public.

Brother,

why don't you tell us what happened that night.

On the afternoon of the 8th,

I received a letter from Alice,

delivered by her maid Amanda.

We had made plans to snatch those guns

in the Irish block on the night of the 10th.

So, after delivering the guns to the theater,

I went home to pack

and made it to the port before 6 am.

But instead of Alice,

it was the police that came.

I understand now.

Go find Amanda.

She knows everything

about me and Alice.

And she should know

who the real killer is.

Where are you going?

The revolution is happening,

and these firearms are crucial.

As of now, neither love or death

should make place for that.

Shiliang and I will move the guns first.

You were born and raised

here in America,

and have never been to China.

Why do you care so much about the revolution?

I've never been to China,

nor braided my hair.

Still they call me "pig-tail."

Alice and I love each other truly,

yet we can't be seen together in broad daylight.

The world is full of questions

to which I have no answer.

After meeting Shiliang, I realized that

Chinese people are always protected by their own.

They knowingly pursue the impossible.

They are the true hope of China.

Perhaps they can give me

the answers I don't have.

You're doing a great thing.

I admire that.

Great or not,

we all have our purpose in life.

I do hope you two

can clear Zhenbang's name.

We can also help you tomorrow.

Right now, Zhenbang's case is just as important.

We appreciate your kindness.

Qin Fu,

Gui

please find the person who killed Alice.

Rest assured,

Brother.

Also,

just Zhenbang is okay.

Please don't call me brother.

It creeps me out.

Alright.

Brother Zhenbang.

can speak Chinese,

anyone?

Get out,

Chinaman.

As long as there's a translator.

I am from the Yellow Banner of the Great Qing,

Captain of the Imperial Guards, First Assistant

and Deputy of the Intelligence Department,

Head of the Secret Escort,

Recipient of the Yellow Jacket,

member of the Niohuru Clan,

Fei Yanggu.

Translate.

we can work together

to catch the rebels.

You take the guns.

I take the people.

I know where you can find the guns.

Which is faster?

A dagger or a gun?

At this distance,

I'm faster.

Sir, you held yourself so well back there.

My respect.

Sir.

Help me.

Don't let the Americans see.

I'm about to pee myself.

My brother has something important to do tomorrow.

I know.

The guns.

We want to go take a look at the crime scene.

You go ahead.

I'll call Mr. Weyman.

Right now, he's the only one

who can help us.

Lao Si,

get Zhenbang a ferry ticket for tomorrow night,

and make sure he doesn't come back for a while.

Where to?

As far as possible.

Hong Kong.

Turns out we're peers.

She was a detective?

Also a doctor of Chinese medicine.

Let's keep observing.

No signs of struggle.

Fresh blood.

This time, the body wasn't moved.

The attack happened right here.

She was strangled first,

then disemboweled.

Strange.

What?

The cut this time

isn't as clean as the last one.

The internal organs were displaced, too.

You mean

it's not the same guy who did it?

Definitely not.

Alright,

now let's go ask again.

(RE - INQUIRY) Yue'e was a good child.

She came to America with me at fifteen.

Never even had an argument with people.

Why would anyone do such a horrible thing?

She had no enemies.

Did she have any friends?

What do you mean?

You should know that Bai Zhenbang's case

concerns the future of Chinatown,

as well as the fate of all Chinese in America.

If you know anything...

Now is the time to speak, before it's too late.

And more importantly...

Don't you want justice for your daughter?

Hey,

he's a better driver than you.

Zhenbang is on the move.

Are we heading out now?

Let's go.

A distraction.

Amateur...

An amateur move.

Amateur...

Empty.

Gui

Gui, please don't die.

Gui

Gui

My name is Ghost.

Thank Ancestral Spirit,

and my father, too.

Save the young master!

Dao.

Dao.

Dao.

Dao.

Young Master.

Get out of here! Young master.

Dao.

Leave Brother Dao with us.

We'll take it from here.

The master booked you a ticket to leave tonight by boat.

We're taking you to the dock.

Let's go.

Uncle Si,

I can't go with you.

There's something I must do.

No, we have to go to the dock now.

No, I must do this.

Take him to the dock.

Young Master.

If you won't let me go,

I'll kill myself right here.

Give me the ticket.

I'll board the ship after I'm done.

Zhenbang.

Don't go.

Ticket!

Uncle Si,

tell my father that,

although I don't approve of many things he has done,

he's always been

a hero to me.

That will never change.

I'm very grateful for the name he gave me.

It made me understand

what a man

should do with his life.

Boss,

everything is loaded.

Let's go.

Give me the location of your operation

and all the names of the rebels,

and I'll spare your life.

Okay...

but on one condition.

What is it?

Go on.

Your hairstyle doesn't really suit your face.

Cut off your braid,

and I'll tell you.

How dare you?

We don't want to cause a diplomatic incident.

Not dead.

Faked it.

A wise man knows when to yield.

Where's Brother Zhenbang?

He said he has something more important to do.

He'll join me afterwards.

Join you?

How are you getting out?

Gm,

got any ideas?

There is one.

But it's slow.

How slow?

They're coming for us first thing in the morning.

Don't worry.

We'll live.

We're doomed.

So very doomed.

Master Fei,

We are like peas in a pod.

Why must we harm each other?

I'm nothing like you.

Look at you three.

A rebel,

a savage,

a banana man.

You all deserve to die.

You want to live?

Let him talk if you do.

Brother Zheng,

just confess.

As long you're alive,

there's hope.

Revolution requires patience.

Let it take its course.

Live as a hero,

die a martyr.

I'll screw the "martyr" out of you.

Bury him.

Do it.

Where are your powers?

Use them!

Strength of the Bear!

The pigeon said

we'll live.

You believe a pigeon?

Our lives are at stake here

and you believe a pigeon?

I believe in The Ancestral Spirit.

And I believe in the revolution.

Sir!

Sir!

Sir!

Sir, sir!

The Eight-Nation Alliance led by Britain and America

has invaded Peking,

occupied the Forbidden City.

Concubine Zhen was killed.

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor-

have gone missing, fate unknown.

They say they'll loot the Forbidden City.

Now they are

talking about sleeping with the emperor's wife.

A dagger?

Or a gun?

Brother!

We're late.

Just in time.

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

He speaks Hebei dialect too?

He's my Eagle Eyes.

Save China.

Detective Fu,

we have news of the young master.

Do you need us to go with you?

You'll scare people.

Just give us the horses.

Brother-in-law,

take care of your sister.

I'll come for her soon.

What did he say?

That he'll find the killer soon.

We made a good team.

I misjudged you.

His sister is waiting for you.

Don't forget the land.

I will not give up.

This is the American residency paper you wanted.

Master Bai knew all along that you are not Mr. Holmes.

Your real name is Qin Fu.

Your grandfather

was the imperial physician to Emperor Daoguang.

Qin Benyu the Divine Hands.

He retired to his home village,

treating common folk for a living.

In the third year of Xianfeng,

man Yuan, the Lord of Mn, took Henan

and slaughtered all eleven members of your family.

Your father was the only survivor.

I think that's why you rather stay here than going back.

You're not a student sent by the Qing government, either.

The age doesn't match.

Your older brother, Qin Lin, is.

You came to America years ago

looking for him,

the only family you have left.

Am I right?

Take this residency paper

and go find him.

What does this mean?

No more investigation?

And you?

You're giving up, too?

This time tomorrow,

Lance will announce the case closed at City Hall Square.

What more can we do?

My parents died in an explosion

building railways for white people.

I was young.

I had to let go.

Later,

the Native American tribe that raised me was driven away,

forced to leave their ancestors' lands.

Father told me not to resist.

I had to let go.

Now Father was killed,

and Zhenbang was falsely accused.

Are we supposed to let it go again?

Plus, with so many loose ends,

we all know Zhenbang can't be the killer.

Yet in the end,

even we are to give up investigation.

Then history

will forever remember

a Chinese Jack the Ripper.

You can choose to give up,

to let it go,

but this time, I won't.

I will find the real killer.

What are you doing here?

We've come to say goodbye to Young Master Bai.

Everyone here

has received help from the Bai family, more or less.

Whether it's you, Master Bai, or the Young Master.

Six months ago, I had a difficult labour.

The American doctors had given up on me.

If it weren't for the Young Master,

my child and I wouldn't have survived.

My wife and I run a laundry shop outside Chinatown.

We're bullied by the Irish gang all the time.

My wife was pushed to the brink of suicide.

It was Young Master Bai who stood up for us.

We don't believe he is a murderer.

We don't believe it.

Public Will.

Public Will.

Aren't this the will of public?

Gui is right.

We can't let Zhenbang die for nothing.

There are still 24 hours before the case closes.

We still have a chance.

Gui,

let's go.

Take me with you.

Aren't you supposed to be on a ship tonight?

Yes.

The magician is waiting for you.

I want to stay

and fight with you until the end.

You have something more important to do.

We've got it covered here.

Don't worry.

Shi Liang,

the greater thing needs you more.

If all our countrymen were like you two,

China will surely be a great nation again.

Guess this is where we part ways, then.

Take care.

From now on,

you two shall be known as Chinatown Detective.

Observe, listen, ask, feel? Which one now?

Time is against us.

Just improvise.

These past few days, we were so focused on

Bai Zhenbang and Alice

that we overlooked an important person.

That black maid.

You said the wounds on Amanda's body

are the same as those on Dr. Lin's.

The person who cut open Alice

is not the one who did them.

But I don't understand.

Besides a need for attention,

why would the killer copy

Jack the Ripper's pattern?

What's even stranger...

why are there two killers?

What's this herb-brewing pot doing here?

Black people believe in Chinese medicine too?

Mulberry mistletoe.

Nourishes liver and kidneys,

dispels rheumatism,

strengthens bones,

stabilizes the fetus.

Baikal Skullcap.

Clears heat,

purges toxins,

stops bleeding, stabilizes the fetus.

Atractylodes.

Replenishes qi, strengthens the spleen,

dispels dampness,

relieves sweating,

stabilizes the fetus.

The medicine wasn't for her.

But why would the killer remove her intestines?

This here is the fatal wound.

Wood shavings.

Why are there wood shavings?

We're close to solving Alice's case.

Who killed Father then?

We need to

Qie one more time.

(RE - STEAL) Which kind are we talking about?

None of us believe Zhenbang was the murderer.

There must be a loophole in what they saw.

Me, it's me.

You didn't leave?

I did.

Almost.

I thought you have a boat to catch.

That can wait a day.

Zhenbang's case can't.

Mr. Ching said

this whole thing might just be a misdirection.

I was recreating the scene

where Zhenbang got shot in my mind.

I think

maybe it was all a trick.

I wonder if he is thinking

what we are thinking.

It was rather misty here in the afternoon.

The person everyone thought was Zhenbang

wasn't him at all,

just someone dressed like him.

When he saw Lance and the others coming,

he pretended to escape.

Grant fired a shot.

Where's that gunshot sound from?

That was my whistle.

Impressive.

So,

Grant

fired a blank shot.

The fake Zhenbang pretended to be shot,

fell into the water,

then he was switched out,

and the real Zhenbang's body was floated to the surface.

So,

there must be a hiding space

at the bottom of this pool.

Gui,

how good a swimmer...

So hasty.

So?

Someone could hide in there.

And I found this.

Looks familiar.

The Irish Union pin.

Our theory is plausible,

but we're still missing direct evidence.

Right now,

only one person can help us.

I studied medicine to save lives,

out of benevolence.

Later, I realized that practicing medicine can only save individuals,

but not the world.

That's why I joined Dr. Sun Yat-sen's revolution.

Who knew

I'd be back on my old trade again.

I studied Chinese medicine because...

Enough chitchat, let's get started.

Still so hasty.

Bai Zhenbang,

if you're watching from above,

please show us some clues.

On the night of August 10th,

two victims were killed in Chinatown.

One was Mr. Grant's daughter, Alice,

and the other was the Native American chief, Six Hands.

After the autopsy, we discovered that the killer

demonstrated expertise in the use of a scalpel.

On August 15th,

another victim popped up in Chinatown,

the female Chinese doctor, Lin Yue'e,

who was also disemboweled,

but the cut on her body was uneven,

just like Amanda's, found at the silk factory yesterday.

From this, we can conclude

that your so-called Jack the Ripper

is actually two people.

Two different person.

So there was another murderer in addition to Bai Zhenbang?

No.

In fact,

it could have been anyone

besides Bai Zhenbang.

What do you mean?

On the evening of August 10th,

Bai Zhenbang was with me,

and he had no opportunity to commit the crime.

I can be his alibi.

We can prove.

How can we be sure

the testimonies of you Chinese are credible?

But many witnessed Bai Zhenbang

committing murder before he was shot dead.

Alright,

let's start with that case.

Mr. Lance,

you led your team into the silk factory yesterday,

and you happened to see Bai Zhenbang committing murder.

Bai Zhenbang

You're surrounded

Mr. Thomas,

we just happened to

find your union badge

at the bottom of the pool.

It has

the initials of Thomas Lawrence on it.

I wonder what you were doing

in the pool at the silk factory.

Taking a bath?

Here's our second witness,

Piggy.

Depends on distance,

bullet wounds on an animal or a human

could be very different.

By looking at Bai Zhenbang's wound,

we'll know who's lying.

There are clear burn marks on Bai Zhenbang's body.

He was shot by this gun.

But he was shot from point-blank range,

and the time of death wasn't yesterday morning,

but the night before.

What did you find?

Clenched teeth,

facial muscle spasms,

stiff limbs,

a twisted smile.

The liver after death appears bright red,

with blackened nose and fingertips.

Cold energy invaded,

keeping the yin energy inside

and the yang energy out.

Could it be he was...

I have a knife.

I have a bottle of vinegar.

What do you need vinegar for?

His complexion appears gray.

He's froze to death.

Zhenbang would've been proud

seeing we combine Chinese learning with Western methods.

In San Francisco,

there aren't many buildings with ice cellars.

Mr. Grant,

you have one in your home, don't you?

You fought in the Civil War,

serving as

a military doctor.

Your daughter Alice,

As you all know,

Mr. Grant is running for mayor.

His new policies include

making the Chinese Exclusion Act permanent,

shutting down Chinatown,

and banning any business or individual from hiring Chinese.

These policies have won him votes,

especially the support of the Union led by Thomas.

But what you might not know is,

his daughter Alice's boyfriend was a Chinese man.

And that man

was none other than Bai Zhenbang.

Now, let's talk about what everyone is eager to know,

Jack the Ripper.

The one thing that confused us the most before was

why the killer would impersonate him,

removing the victims' intestines.

Until we went to the home of the second victim, Lin Yue'e.

Her clinic

was where Alice and Bai Zhenbang would meet in secret.

Don't you want justice for your daughter?

She did tell me that

she was pretty close

to Young Master Bai and Miss Alice.

But one day,

they were seen

by Mr. Grant.

And the true reason Alice was killed

was because she was pregnant

with Bai Zhenbang's child.

After discovering her pregnancy,

Alice decided to elope with Bai Zhenbang

on the morning of the 11th.

But just as she was about to leave...

You...

pushed her down the stairs to her death.

These blood-stained wood shavings

were found in Alice's hair,

and they are a perfect match to the broken railing

in Mr. Grant's home.

This is the true cause of Alice's death.

Also,

we found some human tissue

under Alice's fingernails,

from when she fought against her killer.

Mr. Grant,

I'm guessing there's a scratch on your left hand.

You used Jack the Ripper's name

to increase public attention on this case,

then you blamed the Chinese,

which earned you quite a few votes.

More importantly, it covered up the fact that Alice was pregnant.

And Bai Zhenbang, until his death, never knew

that Alice

was carrying his child.

You moved Alice's body to Chinatown,

when Six Hands, who was there to trade furs, saw you.

So, he became the second victim.

To make sure no one finds out what you did,

you had to silence the witnesses.

The first was Lin Yue'e, the Chinese doctor

who knew about Alice's pregnancy.

And then, the person who knew everything,

the maid, Amanda.

Ghost,

tomorrow morning,

go to Grant's house

and get something for me.

What?

I know who you are.

I knew from the moment I first saw you.

Go!

What about this photo makes you so emotional?

I don't see it.

my old friend.

I have a house full of guests.

Please forgive me for not inviting you in.

No need for formalities.

I came to say goodbye.

About Zhenbang,

I'm truly sorry.

It was all part of your plan, wasn't it?

What?

Grant

could never come up with

an idea using Jack the Ripper

to frame Zhenbang.

Nor would he know so much about the silk factory

to create a misdirection using its environment.

It must have been someone who knows

how to manipulate public opinion

and is an expert in magic tricks.

Mr. Bai and Mr. Weyman...

are my loyal fans,

and experts in magic.

I told Lance to hand you the key evidence

not to help you

but because I realized

that if Grant, a Democrat, wins,

his policies

would prohibit any business from hiring Chinese laborers.

So,

he had to be removed.

To secure a win for William, the Republican candidate.

At the same time,

you had to deal with the mortal enemy of capital,

the union.

Only by wining the union over

can you legally employ Chinese laborers long-term.

you're indeed worthy of being my friend.

In fact, that day, I was going to

talk him into changing his campaign strategy.

There must be something else.

Your silk factory,

I need that land.

But for the livelihood of your fellow Chinese,

you would never give it up.

Now all my assets have been confiscated.

And the land is yours already.

You gave me the deed willingly.

This world operates by two rules only.

Power controls everything,

or money controls power.

We are the latter.

Understood.

Old friend,

see yourself out.

We have an old saying in Chinese.

Times change,

fortune rises and falls.

What is on top today

may be at the bottom tomorrow.

We will meet again.

Ghost,

you look just like your father.

If he could see

what you've become,

he would smile from beyond.

Too bad fate wasn't that kind to him.

Don't let your emotions cloud your judgement.

There's so much

we can learn from this place.

Study your opponent's strength

before going into battle.

Godfather,

I understand it now.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

Zhenbang and I are going back home, to Canton.

He's never been there.

Take care.

Take care, Godfather.

Take care, Master Bai.

Kid,

sing us a song.

Kid,

sing us a song.

Now that my Godfather has left,

I have two plans in mind.

Help me choose one.

Go ahead.

A,

We work as a team, The Chinese Detectives.

I choose B.

And B,

go back and marry the princess,

become a prince of your tribe.

I'll go with Plan A then.

Gui

Ghost.

What's your last name?

I forgot to ask Master Bai earlier.

From now on, your last name will be Tang.

Why Tang?

So your children will know where you came from,

and where this Chinatown came from.

So, I'll be Ghost Tang?

It's Gui Tang.

Fu means fortune and Gui means wealth.

We wish you super duper rich!

King-of-the-world rich!

God of wealth rich!

Rich and lucky!

Happy New Year!

I hope you get rich!

Mr. Ching,

what's this?

This?

It's called a camera.

For making movies.

What's a movie?

Movies are the best thing ever.

But I worry that this thing

might someday put magicians like myself

out of business.

Mr. Ching,

I hope to see your performance again soon.

At least I didn't lose the bet.

I sure will

have the courage to come back one day.

- Farewell. - Farewell.

Farewell.

- Farewell, Shiliang. - Farewell.

Farewell.

What exactly is a revolution?

It's something

that will make China better.

If things were better there,

who would come here?

Mr. Ching,

thank you for waiting another day.

Look at this country.

Their magic is cars,

movies,

skyscrapers,

railways, and steamboats,

whereas mine is merely for entertainment.

So, what I can't accomplish,

I hope you all can.

Can a few hundred guns on this ship

really save China?

If hundreds aren't enough,

then I'll bring thousands.

And if those still aren't enough

then I'll bring tens of thousands.

Despite endless trials and tribulations,

our nation still stands,

it's all because our people

gave their lives for bigger things.

I believe that one day

we will be the most powerful country.

Yes,

and that will be

the greatest magic trick the world has ever seen.