All language subtitles for Under The Skin EP 0004

We went to Ren Xiaoxuan's house yesterday.

Nothing useful was found.

Now there're a few doubts.

According to Ren Xiaoxuan's mother,

Ren Xiaoxuan was unsociable.

What is the relationship,

between the killer and her?

And second.

Why did they switch out the skull?

-These two points... -And

The suspect chose to bury the body in the playground.

What is his relationship with the school?

Yes.

Skeletonization takes at least one to two years.

Then when did he change the skull?

Exactly.

Do you have any questions?

I'm done.

So what we need to focus now is:

First,

we need to interview Ren Xiaoxuan's

former classmates.

Try to find someone,

who might have any leads.

Second,

identify the replacement time of the skull.

In order to narrow down the range of suspects.

Captain Cheng.

What does he mean?

This meeting isn't over yet.

You'd better supervise him.

What do you know?

Artists always do that.

It's fine. Dismissed.

I hadn't told you my home address,

how did you find here?

The orchid.

Orchid?

Come in please.

Thank you.

When we first met in the art room,

there was a picture on the wall,

the drawing was of this street.

The most eye-catching feature,

is this balcony full of orchids.

You drew that picture, right?

How do you know?

You have a callus on your left little finger.

In the picture all over the wall,

only the strokes of that painting,

was from left to right.

Only a lefty would draw like this.

Your observation is quite meticulous.

Do you live alone?

With him.

Sit anywhere you like.

I'll get you a glass of water.

Thank you.

This line drawing is very interesting.

When the wind blows,

her hair will flutter slightly.

Just like...

Like she's alive.

When ordinary people hear that,

they'll gonna be scared.

Painters make wonderland.

Why should we be afraid?

Why didn't you finish this painting?

I haven't decided how to draw her face yet.

Sit down.

What can I do for you?

Here's the thing.

I want to ask

if all your school's art students,

have sketched that donated skull?

Of course, they did.

But...

they don't know that they were sketching her skull.

Do you still have those sketches?

All should be in school now.

So can you take me to the school now?

Let's go.

Our school's art students

are all scored well.

More than 200 students, who have been admitted to

eight major fine arts academies over the years.

Do you want to draw a sketch

to determine the time of skull replacement?

Students who can be admitted to eight major fine arts colleges,

must be very accurate

on the details of the skull.

My only concern is...

whether the paintings could survive or not?

The art studio would keeps a few sketches

from the students as souvenirs.

Here it is.

It should be this one.

These are the sketches

from the students in recent years.

Look at the stroke.

I think you drew it.

I was so itching to draw during class,

I did one myself,

while the students were sketching.

Now that you saw all the drawings,

could you know when the skull was replaced?

That row.

Enlarged eye socket,

higher forehead,

and slimmer lower jaws.

Time is...

around October 2017.

Looks like the picture you drew,

was not a donated one either.

Ren Xiaoxuan's skull has been replaced.

You've sketched so many skulls.

What are you gonna do?

Those are all sketches of Ren Xiaoxuan's skull.

So what...

From the time of these paintings,

we can infer that...

Ren Xiaoxuan's skull was replaced,

around October 2017.

Ren Xiaoxuan was missing in 2011.

After six years,

he was back to replace the skull.

Then this person...

Could it be someone at school?

I asked Ms. Qu.

People who could come and go freely to the art room ,

is the art teacher and students.

In other words,

someone who can replace the skull,

is most likely the group of people

within this time period.

Captain Cheng.

Ren Xiaoxuan's mother is here.

After you left the other day,

I looked in many places.

Look at this.

She wrapped a book cover.

I always thought it was a textbook.

But never thought...

it was a diary.

In this diary,

it recored many bullying incidents at school.

There seems to be a boy,

who was close to her.

These are all abandoned desks.

The art students liked carving words on them.

This diary has 224 entries.

89 entries after starting high school.

About 60,000 words.

This diary is definitely a breakthrough.

It contains many critical people and key messages.

For example, she had been bullied for a long time.

Look at this description.

She seems to have been molested by someone.

Right?

So the death of Ren Xiaoxuan,

is likely related to the one,

who bullied and molested her.

That's an important clue.

Besides,

in this diary,

she also seemed to describe a boy she liked.

That's also a key clue.

Listen to this.

If I could be his eyebrow,

that also sounds good.

This does not make any sense at all.

I felt like she was too twisted.

Yan.

even at my young age,

we can't even understand the girl's mind.

There's no way your generation,

could understand it.

Yes, I'm old now.

Go and find some policewomen on duty.

Let them take a look.

I glanced through this diary before.

And I've found some key words.

Why didn't He Rongyue come here?

I have another important discovery.

She said she wouldn't write a diary.

She only writes the autopsy report.

It stopped updating on June 23, 2011.

In other words,

Ren Xiaoxuan is likely to

has already been killed after this time.

We all know this.

Tell us something we don't know.

Tell us about those key words.

How I wish instead of sunshine and rain,

to kiss your handsome nose.

Keyword is handsome.

And look at April 21.

Key words, sunny smile.

May 3, handsome eyebrows.

May 22,

high nose bridge.

Two days later, she wrote again.

I really wish to be,

the brush in his hand.

As can be seen from these descriptions,

Ren Xiaoxuan is lacking a sense of security

because of suffering from bullying and molestation.

So she had a special feeling to this boy.

This boy that she wrote about,

doesn't seem very real.

These descriptions are too abstract.

It's hard to find people with this.

Combine all the facial information,

is it possible to draw a portrait?

What are you doing here?

Now it is almost certain that,

the drawing of the boy on Ren Xiaoxuan's desk,

must be the same person,

she was often mentioned in her diary.

Sunny smile,

high eyebrow,

atraight nose bridge.

They're all written in the diary.

I've circled the key words.

You can draw a picture.

You've missed something.

Like this one,.

The wind ruffled his hair,

he would dial with his long fingers.

What does that mean?

That means he's not bald?

And he's not a buzz cut.

And his hair is not short.

Where are you going?

Find a place to paint.

Do as you please.

Hate.

Hate.

How can you do,

that sort of thing to me?

Humiliation.

Shame.

I dare not resist,

but I could only shake.

Long fingernail on the pinky finger.

He tried to molest Xiaoxuan before.

But Xiaoxuan said nothing.

she dares not resist.

Could the person who molested Xiaoxuan be...

her teacher?

I transferred to the school two years ago,

to work in the administration.

So I know nothing about the situation before.

This box has all the personnel files

of the previous school staffs.

Take a look at it.

The September sun is just right,

shining on his chiseled brow,

and the thick lashes.

Like the dappled shade on the grass,

in a secret land of the fairytale.

I want to replace sun and rain,

to kiss your nose.

When you finished playing basketball,

you just washed your face under the tap.

Soaked every inch of your hair.

Have you finished that?

Almost.

Come with me to find someone first.

Who is that?

Thank you.

Sorry.

Come on and kick.

Zhao Zipeng.

He was the art teacher in this school.

In June of 2011,

the time when Ren Xiaoxuan was missing.

He was expelled from school too,

for molesting female students.

His name is now Zhao Tingtao.

And he runs an art gallery.

We've arrived.

Talk less and observe more.

Don't make any trouble.

Hello.

Is Manager Zhao here?

He's meeting the guests upstairs.

So if you have an appointment with Manager Zhao,

just wait a moment here.

Can we take a look around first?

Sure.

This way, please.

Thank you.

What does this red dot mean?

This represents the number of transactions.

Photography works and prints,

can be copied.

It'll mark with a red dot with a transaction.

But oil paintings are singular and unique.

Once it's sold,

it'll be pulled straight from the wall.

It wouldn't be marked in this way.

Something is wrong.

When oil paintings were left for too long,

the surface will start to oxidize.

The surface looks yellow and dark.

From the effect of surface varnish,

most of these are within two or three years

But the year he marked,

is from 1997 to 2006.

So the dates aren't the real dates,

of when they were painted.

Judging from the trace of wear,

and tear on the frame and the wall,

these paintings haven't been moved

ever since they were hung.

But the sign on the wall says,

they've been traded many times.

The ket point is,

judging from the drawing skills,

every work in this gallery,

came from only two people.

But the creator of his annotation,

were different from each other.

I don't know what exactly is being traded here.

but certainly not the painting itself.

Hello, please drink water.

Ask Manager Zhao to come down immediately.

Excuse me, Sir.

Manager Zhao is seeing an important guest.

He's inconvenient.

Tell him,

the guests downstairs are more important.

The Criminal Investigation Unit in Beijiang Branch.

Officers,

is there any misunderstanding here?

Do you know this person?

I don't know.

You worked as a teacher

in Beijiang No.7 Middle School, right?

Yes.

She was your student.

But I've taught so many students.

How can I remember every one of them?

Oh really?

Okay then.

Then find another place to help you think.

Sir,

I know the law.

You can't brought me here,

just because I had a bad memory.

Nothing to do with your memory.

I admit.

I've sold fake paintings.

You think you're here because,

you sold some fake paintings?

That's why we called you here.

Then what else could happen?

Are you really selling paintings?

You're not selling paintings,

but the person.

The time on those drawings,

is not the time for painting

But the year the girl was born.

That Avignon girl is a copy of Picasso.

Picasso wanted to name it,

the reward of sin.

The paintings around it are all realistic.

which represents adult women.

And this cubism painting, with an unclear face,

shows the year of 2006.

Means the girl's age is only 15.

Are you trading a 15-year-old girl,

as a commodity?

Your art gallery is just a cover,

but actually, you're organizing prostitution.

Sir.

you really have an imagination.

I'm just an ordinary art dealer.

Be serious.

If you truly are,

we just need to check your client list.

Okay, I admit the organized prostitution.

I'll tell you everything,

that I know to earn some merit.

Let's say nothing else.

Ren Xiaoxuan...

I didn't kill her.

How do you know she's dead?

Ren Xiaoxuan,

she changed schools that year.

But the news of her disappearance,

got around between teachers.

I also heard that a skeleton was dug up

at the playground in the No. 7 High School recently.

You asked about her again.

Then it must be Ren Xiaoxuan.

Tell us about your molestation,

of Ren Xiaoxuan those years ago.

Molestation?

The whole story was

recorded in Ren's diary.

Xiaoxuan.

You work so hard, huh?

Your shadows are drawn wrong.

Let me teach you.

Follow the technique of my hand.

Why are your hands shaking so much?

Relax.

Oh right.

Oh no, sir.

This is all misunderstanding.

That's not molestation at all.

Besides,

I didn't get it either.

What did that student look like?

I really don't remember.

Think again.

I really can't...

I can't really remember.

Sir,

I had drank a little at the time.

I just gave him a look.

I didn't dare look at him for too long.

I was afraid he'd see me.

Sir, you must believe me.

I wish you'd find him as soon as possible.

He can prove that,

I didn't do anything that day.

Does he look like this guy?

I really don't remember much.

I only remember...

he seemed to be very thin,

and then not very tall.

Children in their teens,

all look the same.

Oh I know that.

He must be one of the bad art students,

from that year.

Do you know anything about the boyfriend,

Xiaoxuan mentioned in her diary?

Do you remember anything?

No.

Maybe for people who draw,

the impression is not in their mind.

After all,

We all use our hands to remember.

The sunshine in the art room is just right,

shining on his well-defined eyebrows,

and the thick lashes.

Like the dappled shade on the grass,

in a secret land of the fairytale.

And then,

a beaming smile appeared on his face.

He must love painting.

I want to replace sun and rain,

to kiss your nose.

After you finish playing the basketball,

you just washed your face under the tap.

Soaked every inch of your hair.

We seem to be apart forever,

but together for life.

The art students weren't separated by grade.

We all drew together.

But I really don't remember,

that boy.

Do these names ring a bell?

Those are all from the art group of that year.

Some were first years like Xiaoxuan,

some were seniors like me.

We still often get together for a party or something.

What's wrong?

I'd like to ask you a favor.

Thank you for helping us,

organizing this class reunion.

After all, I know her.

I want to know the truth.

I've always wondered,

why you'd stay here.

Stay here as an art teacher,

will bury your talent.

What about you?

Why did you become a policeman?

I've seen your pictures.

Level far more than a ordinary portrait artist.

It can be half a year,

before an artist sells his one artwork,

But the portrait artist,

can be paid by the month.

I don't believe that.

You haven't answered my question yet.

With your talent,

You can go to any first-class

art academy for further study.

And connected with more outstanding artists.

Why would you stay here?

Art?

Pure art is too difficult to achieve.

Fame and vanity,

are more easy to get lost.

I prefer to stay at school,

to teach those children who really love art.

You just didn't tell the truth.

Because you've already set the answer.

So nothing I can say is right.

Drink.

Drink.

Let's drink.

Everyone has to drink today!

Okay then.

What are you doing lately?

Let's get it.

Why did you pour only half a cup?

Drink up.

Yes, done.

That doesn't look like much.

Do you feel very friendly here?

Of course.

It's been so long.

We used to hide in this pool,

to chat and doodle.

Oh yes.

This building holds our entire youth.

Let's get one.

Come on.

Let's drink! Cheers!

Cheers!

Cheers!

Senior Sister,

didn't you say there was something on?

What's that?

Just a little game,

to test your ability to draw from memory.

You guys,

help me turn that board around?

Okay then.

Let's go.

Think of how familiar we used to be.

But now we're strange.

Over these years,

How much do you remember from back then?

All right, senior sister.

Just tell us how to play.

I'm in.

Inside this box,

there are some paper labels.

I wrote it all,

with characteristics of those in our art class back then.

Everyone can get one,

and draw on the blackboard after that.

And see if others could guess who he is.

How about that?

Oh yes.

Come on.

Then I'll go first.

Sure. Go on.

His face was always oily.

His eyes are like two little black beans,

floating on oil.

Who is this drawing?

How could we supposed to know that?

That's a clever move.

Miss Qu draws herself first.

And others wouldn't have suspected anything.

The rest of the paper,

are all descriptions of the one she liked,

in Xiaoxuan's diary.

So if the boy she like,

is really here,

or if someone who knew him is here,

there must be a special reaction

to these descriptions.

Who's that?

This is Zhao Zipeng.

Oh right.

One more stroke to perfect.

Come here.

Give it to me.

This is his unique characteristic.

Oh here it is.

Cool.

That's the essence.

Oh yes.

That's it!

That's it.

That looks like him.

Why do I feel that,

this isn't difficult for any of you?

Of course not!

We still have it in us!

Then how about this?

Let's change the way.

-Okay. -Say it.

The same piece of paper,

and the same person,

let's draw it together.

See who can draw faster and better.

How about that?

-No problem. -All right.

No problem.

It's been itching for a long time.

-No problem. -Okay.

Then...

Here we go.

Let's go.

I'm definitely winning.

You?

You were not as good at school as I was.

Oh come on.

I haven't drawn for ten years.

The wind swept across his face,

blowing his hair,

to reveal his tall nose,

thick and long eyelashes.

Sunny smile,

sharp eyebrows,

are thick and handsome.

He looks so sweet and gentle on his face.

If I had known we'd be here so long,

I would've brought some snacks.

I have.

Why do I think this one looks like Xu Chen?

Oh no.

Xu Chen didn't have this fashionable hairstyle?

Definitely not.

Then who's that?

I think it's Wang Yiqi.

If you don't draw,

you're really gonna lose.

Everyone else only added a stroke,

when they heard a new description.

There was hesitation in the process.

And modifications.

That means no one else knows,

who they're gonna draw.

Or the first time they hear,

such a description.

Only he,

he hesitated for a long time before drawing.

But he's decisive in drawing,

all in one go,

without any hesitation.

Then probably,

when he heard the descriptions,

he already knew who he was gonna draw.

Long time no see.

Yes, that's right.

Among the same group of art students,

your drawing work is the best.

Why did you draw the slowest this time?

Because I wasn't sure who it was.

Strength in strokes,

full of emotion.

We can feel that,

he's releasing all the emotions,

that he's suppressed.

Is that him?

He either knows her,

or he has seen the diary.

Lanxin.

You got everyone here today,

not just simply for a party, right?

She didn't ask you to come.

We're the ones looking for you.

You've read her diary, right?

She wrote about a boy she liked,

in her diary.

Was that you?

At first,

I also thought the one she liked was me.

I first noticed her,

on the basketball court.

It was April Fool's Day.

It was raining.

I remember it well

Later she'd often watch me play basketball.

She would even quietly cheer for me

outside the basketball court until it was dark.

She would see me screctly in my direction

during art class.

And sit very close to me,

at dinner time.

But elsewhere...

she never said a word to me.

Even looked up at me.

At first I thought,

she was embarrassed and shy.

Then I read her diary,

I just found out...

the backside that she drew

on her desk top wasn't me.

So you bullied her.

"May 3, Rain.

I don't know why,

he's been targeting me lately.

My diary was turned out by him.

And he read my diary,

in front of everyone.

He laughed so loudly.

I can't wait to die.

May 15,

I'm made to run again.

I know it was because of him.

But I don't know how to explain to the teacher.

None of the classmates,

would speak up for me either.

May 18,

never thought,

there was a dead bird in my textbook.

I was so scared.

I know,

it must be him.

June 5,

riding on a rainy day scares me the most.

But I just had to meet him again.

I fell down in the water,

looking at his back...

Stop reading.

This is you in her diary.

I just want to know,

who is the man in the diary?

Who is that?

I don't know.

I paied special attention to all the boys in my class.

No sign of the man.

Based on the current investigation,

we can basically ascertain,

Zhao Zipeng and Tian Lin

has nothing to do with

with the death of Ren Xiaoxuan.

Then, the only clues left from Ren's diary,

are of that boy.

But so far,

among all the people we've found,

who's related to Ren Xiaoxuan,

no one knows who he is.

Don't you think it's strange?

We've arrived.

We've arrived.

You live here?

Not even a light.

The street light has been broken for a long time.

I'm already used to it.

Thank you.

It was April Fool's Day.

It was raining.

She lied in her diary.

♫ The abyss is everywhere ♫

♫ Who's lost in the darkness? ♫

♫ Regrets or the betrayals ♫

♫ Could the answer be covered in dust forever? ♫

♫ The chaotic world is on the stage ♫

♫ Black and white, right and wrong, entangled together ♫

♫ No one can escape ♫

♫ Let the paintbrush in your hand ♫

♫ act as a go-between ♫

♫ To deconstruct this mortal world ♫

♫ But falling into the enemy's hand ♫

♫ The tip of the brush stays silent ♫

♫ Yet it uncovers the false mask of human nature ♫

♫ To find the truth of the soul ♫

♫ Trace the source of good and evil ♫

♫ Even if dark clouds fill the sky ♫

♫ We have to be bound for the other shore ♫

♫ The truth is the real destination ♫

♫ The scroll painting is just the compass ♫

♫ It pushes aside all injustices and grudges ♫

♫ Illustrations to hunt down the crime ♫

♫ Trace the source of good and evil ♫

♫ The truth says it all ♫

♫ Trace the source of good and evil ♫

♫ The truth says it all ♫