01x11 - Dark Currents #2

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(INSECTS CHIRPING)

When Chen Kuan-Ting’s corpse
was discovered that morning,

a lot of your roommates saw you
cleaning blood stains in the bathroom.

Care to explain that?

Prosecutor, the blood stains
had nothing to do with this homicide.

Okay, then explain.
Why was there blood all over your shirt?

That’s all right.

We can wait until
the DNA results come back.

Let me ask you something else.

Why are your fingerprints all over
Chen Kuan-Ting’s belongings?

Why?

I don’t know.

Stop pretending.

Hey.

You failed the polygraph,
blood was found on your clothes,

and your fingerprints were found.

That's three solid pieces of evidence.

(SIGHS)

Tell me.

Why did you k*ll him?

I didn’t.

I really didn’t.

Okay, let me ask you.

Where did you hide his eyeballs?

Huh?

You gouged his eyes out.

What were you thinking?
Why did you do that?

I didn't do it. It wasn't me.

(EXHALES)

Okay.

(GRUNTS)

-(BREATHES HEAVILY)
-Kneel down.

-Kneel down, now!
-(GRUNTS)

(TV SWITCHES ON)

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

What's the matter, Zhang Ming-Cheng?

Do you even have a conscience?

-Have a look.
-(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Did you k*ll him?

-It wasn't me.
-Look!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Don't you see?

-What's wrong?
-(PANTS)

(GROANS)

Look. Look at him and look at me.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Turn his head around a bit.

(GROANS, BREATHES SHAKILY)

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WATER SLOSHING)

PARADISE

(BROODING MUSIC FADES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)

Breaking news of the hour,

the m*rder of a boy in a military camp.

Since the suspect, Zhang Ming-Cheng,
is currently a serving soldier,

the case has attracted a lot of attention.

This morning, the military said
that this is a not a premeditated crime.

The possibility of other accomplices
has been ruled out.

Remaining investigation results

cannot be released to the public
for the time being.

-Next up, in Taipei County...
-(STATIC)

FEMALE REPORTER:
...a brutal crime that has

shaken the military's top brass.

According to informed sources,

the facts of the crime are still unclear.

The military is strictly prohibiting
private disclosure of relevant information

to avoid causing
investigative difficulties,

and they hope to update the public soon.

(REPORTER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(CHAIN RATTLING LIGHTLY)

(GROANS)

(PANTS)

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

OBEY

(KEYS JINGLING)

(COUGHING)

-(RATTLING)
-(PANTING)

Come down slowly.

(GROANS)

-Open your eyes.
-(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Be careful.

(PANTING)

Come.

You okay?

Are you ready to tell me the truth?

(DOOR UNLOCKING)

Sir.

Zhang Ming-Cheng’s information.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN BELOW)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(ZHANG MING-CHENG COUGHING)

So your brother is a fugitive?

Your family really has a lot of issues.

So you're doing this because...
Do you want to be famous?

-You don't want to lose to him?
-No.

Is it because you were beaten
by your uncle when you were little?

Is that why you did that
to Chen Kuan-Ting?

-You took it out on him.
-No, I didn't.

If you tell me how you k*lled him,

-I'll let you get some rest.
-I really didn't k*ll anyone!

I was drinking alone
on the beach on New Year's Eve.

PROSECUTOR: How many times are you
going to beat around the bush?

We've checked. You can't prove it.

Take him away.

Don't let anyone see him.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(GROANS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHS, GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

-Hello, PWO.
-Hello, PWO.

-Hello, PWO.
-Hello, PWO.

Wang Bo-Han.

PWO, ma'am.

It's vacation time. What are your plans?

I plan to go home, ma'am.

Wang Bo-Han,

do you think Zhang Ming-Cheng
really k*lled someone?

It's okay. You can say
whatever you want to say.

I don't think so.

Zhang Ming-Cheng has always been
very supportive of you.

Now, if there is a chance
for you to help him too,

would you be willing?

This is the address of the columbarium
where his mother’s ashes are kept.

Go there and ask if anyone saw him
on New Year's Eve.

-Yes.
-Go, then.

(INSECTS, BIRDS CHIRPING)

(SCOOTER PASSING)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Hey, soldier. Off-duty?

Hey. Something happened inside, right?

It’s a bit scary.

What do you want?

-Are you uncomfortable?
-(COUGHS)

I'll tell you what.

Do me a favor,
and I'll get something for you.

See, if you want ketamine,
hard or soft, I've got it all.

What kind of favor?

Do you know a guy named Zhang Ming-Cheng?

-Yes.
-Yes?

Do you know where he is, then?

Yes.

I need to meet him. Can you help me?

(SNIFFS)

-(SNIFFLING)
-(INSECTS CHIRPING)

Hey.

Are you sure it's here?

This place is always locked.
There's no entry.

Then what? Where is he?

In the brig, I guess.

You guess?

f*ck! You're not sure?

I'm sure.

-He's in the brig.
-You’re f*cking with me, aren’t you?

He's in there. Give me the stuff!

-Give it to me.
-Get away from me!

-No, we agreed. Give…
-(METAL GATE CREAKING OPEN)

Hey.

(HONKING)

-Can you make it?
-I don't know.

Let's try.

sh*t. Who's the idiot?

Turn the steering wheel all the way.

Okay, almost there. You can turn back now.

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC FADES)

(ENGINE STOPS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR RATTLING)

(GROANS)

It's me.

-Bro?
-Wait a minute.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

I can't help you anymore.

You have to find your own way.

But don't worry,

I didn't tell the higher-ups about you.

You won't be investigated,
so get out of here quickly.

-(CHAINS RATTLING)
-What are you doing?

Come on.

I don't know when he'll be back.
Hurry up!

I can't leave! If I leave,
I'm admitting that I’m the m*rder*r.

-I'm not a m*rder*r. I can't leave.
-What are you saying?

-You were beaten so badly.
-I won't admit to something I didn't do.

When they investigate...
When they find out, I'll be fine.

Investigate what? They think
you're the m*rder*r right now!

-They just want to scare me.
-Shut up!

Hurry up!

f*ck, hurry up!

(GROANS)

Get out of here!

It's over if you're caught!

-Go!
-(DOG BARKING)

(GROANS)

(DOG BARKING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(AIRPLANE TAKING OFF IN DISTANCE)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Zhang Ming-Cheng...

are you afraid of ghosts?

Aren't you afraid Chen Kuan-Ting
will come after you as a ghost?

You'll get your f*cking retribution
in time.

I didn't k*ll anyone.

You think that if you don't admit it
we can't do anything about it, right?

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(WHISPERS) Hello?

BIN: Hello. It's Jakarta, right?

You said you want to go to Malaysia,

but then you want to go to Jakarta, right?

f*ck.

Your boss’s batch of heroin...
You hid it there, didn’t you?

Where in Jakarta?

Huh?

What do you want?

I was thinking...

your stuff is not safe like that.

You should go there as soon as possible.

How about we forget that 400k?
Consider it an investment in you.

Let's go together and sell the drugs,

then we'll split the money in half.

Is that fair enough?

f*ck.

How about that?

With me as a partner,
you don’t need to worry.

I'll make sure you get out smoothly.

We'll leave tonight. Wanna do it?

I can't now.

No? Aren’t you in a hurry?

I can't leave yet.

What is it? Hey!
Why are you hesitating?

If you are caught by your big man,

you'll definitely be made into an example.

No matter what,
you're going to die, you know?

Huh?

Do you know that?

PWO: Prosecutor, sir.

Whether it's by train or by car,

going from the columbarium
to the vacant barracks

takes several hours.

So what?

So, prosecutor, can you please wait
a little longer?

I have sent someone there.

If anyone saw Zhang Ming-Cheng
at the columbarium,

that means he has an alibi.

Well, if he did go to the columbarium...

why didn't he tell us?

I was just thinking,

couldn't we have looked
into it more clearly?

We’re doing this too hastily.

We're under a lot of pressure
because of this case.

Do you know that?

The longer it goes on,
the more complicated it gets.

We have so much evidence.

He's the most likely suspect.

It's only a matter of time
before he admits it.

Gao Yan-Chen,

you're no longer in charge here.

You can get lost now.

Who are you?

You think you can boss me around
because your father is the commander?

(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHAIN RATTLING)

Sir, you’re stepping over the line.

Stepping over the line?

Did you see how badly Chen Kuan-Ting died?

Go!

(DOOR SHUTS)

(MUSIC FADES)

(KNOCKING)

Report to the commander, sir.
Major Lin Yi-Hua and another officer

request permission
to enter the office, sir.

Come in.

(DOOR OPENS)

Commander, sir.

Hm.

(DOOR SHUTS)

I forgot to ask you last time.

How's your mother?

I don't know.

Didn't you go to her place
to have New Year's Eve dinner?

I didn't go.

Really?

Why?

Because you said so, Dad.

You didn't want me to go.

I did it for your own good.

She doesn't care about you.

Think about it.

The last time she saw you was years ago.

Hey, look.

The ones you gave me
all have good appetites.

Tell me.

What about the prosecutor's office?

I've done a thorough investigation.

There's not enough evidence to prove
that Zhang Ming-Cheng is the k*ller,

but the prosecutor is convinced.

He wants Zhang to confess.

Zhang Ming-Cheng was made to suffer a lot.

I know what you mean.

That's what I'm worried about.

They're always using the same methods
they use when dealing with spies.

But aren't they worried that,
even if he confesses,

it would be under duress?

I've always told you,

there are many problems in the army.

We can't change everything.

We just try our best to do what we can.

Keep your eye on them.

The rest...

I'll figure it out.

Go.

Yes.

COMMANDER LIEUTENANT GENERAL
GAO GUO-ZHAN

BOY k*lled IN MILITARY CAMP
SOLDIER ZHANG MING-CHENG IS PRIME SUSPECT

What do you want?

Is this the kind of paper
for folding lotus flowers?

Oh, how many do you want?

This one is 54 folds.

You can make nine from this pack.

PARADISE

Or do you want them pre-folded?

Oh, it’s different.

I'm looking for this one.

Are you joking?

This one is for the deceased.

Does the difference matter?

Is there any place that sells
this kind of paper?

There is.

There is an incense paper store
by the Earth God Temple.

It’s the same one I went to.

Oh, right.

You can go to the funeral home and ask.

What is the reason
you have to find this kind?

No reason, I am just asking.

(RAIN PATTERING)

HSIAOYUAN FUNERAL HOME

(ENGINE RUNNING)

Wait a minute.

REPORTER ON TV: The military will
soon identify the suspects,

and they want to reassure your family,

but some question
whether they were too hasty.

What do you think?

You said it.

I don’t know anything about this.

BOY m*rder*d IN MILITARY CAMP
FAMILY DEMAND THE TRUTH

It would be good
to have a clear investigation.

I hope…

there are no more like my grandchild

who encounter this incident again.

REPORTER: Well,
are you feeling okay, ma'am?

Would you like the military
to speed up the trial?

Do you sell this?

My grandson...

Dead is dead. Why keep watching?

(SCREAMING SOFTLY)

What did you just say?

You want to ask about a funeral?

Sit down.

Who passed away?

-My mother.
-Was your mother religious?

Did she worship?

Yes.

Let's see. We have three options here.

Which one do you want to choose?

After you decide, we can sign the contract
and pay the deposit later.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-I'll think about it.
-What do you want to consider?

We're the only funeral home around here.

Here's the phone number.

Think about it and call back.

We have things to do here.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey.

Did you fold this ship?

That's great.

Can I see it?

My son doesn't like to talk.
Leave him alone.

Is there something else?

Nothing.

Stop it! Go eat!

(GROANS LIGHTLY)

WOMAN: It's not for you to play with!

That costs money.

How many times do I have to say it?

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(MUSIC FADES)

(CAR APPROACHING)

(SPITS)

Sir.

Sorry.

Oh, about that...

the m*rder case in your base.

The m*rder*r...

They got the wrong person.

Really.

Hsiaoyuan Funeral Home.
The son of the owner...

I think he's the m*rder*r.

You're Zhang Ming-Cheng’s brother,
aren't you?

I saw you in his file.

He told me you're on the run now.
Is that right?

That's right.

I'm a wanted man.

But I can't just watch my brother
being wronged by your people.

He's my only brother.

Don't worry about me.

Just help me out, okay?

Zhang Ming-Cheng
couldn't have k*lled someone.

How could he k*ll someone?

Or you...

Go talk to your other superiors.

Go investigate the people
from the funeral home.

Why do you think the person
from the funeral home is the m*rder*r?

You'll see. He's very strange.

What's the name of this funeral home?

Do you want to go now?
I know where he is now.

I'll take you there.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Then I saw him at his house,
digging for fish eyes.

Don't you think it's suspicious?

And then his mother left,

and he sneaked out of the house.

He went out the front.
He was standing right outside.

He stood there for a long time
without talking or moving.

AMEI SNACKS, NOODLES, RICE

Hurry up.

-(RAIN PATTERING)
-(THUNDERCLAP)

-Ma'am.
-Yeah.

Where did the guy go?

Who?

He who was standing outside
for some time.

The strange boy.

Oh, Mudfish.

He just left.

Ma'am, you said...

That guy is called Mudfish?

Yeah.

What’s up?

Someone suspects him
of being the m*rder*r.

Mudfish is the m*rder*r?

That's not possible.

He’s Kuan's best friend!

Is Kuan... Chen Kuan-Ting?

Yes, Chen Kuan-Ting.

So they were friends?

They were always together.

Mudfish is always being bullied
by a bunch of kids.

Kuan-Ting never bullied him.

Mudfish couldn’t possibly hurt him.

What was he doing here?

He came here to get some paper.

What kind of paper?

The two of them love folding paper.

I give them the paper that I don't need.

Were they here on New Year's Eve,
January 21st?

Yes.

Kuan came alone.

About what time?

Around noon. I was swamped then.

-CUSTOMER: Ma'am.
-Yes.

I have customers. Do as you like.

What do you want to eat today?

Two bowls of braised pork rice.

-And a plate of greens.
-Yes?

And one braised side dish.

-A plate of greens?
-Yes.

-One serving of braised side dish, right?
-Yes.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Okay, be right there.

TAKEAWAY AVAILABLE
WELCOME TO GO

BRAISED PORK RICE
BRAISED SIDE DISH

-Ma'am.
-Yes?

You said they'll come and get
the paper you don’t want.

Does it include this?

Yeah.

If I’m too busy, I just give it to them.

So, on January 21st,

the paper you gave Chen Kuan-Ting
included these too?

Yeah.

BRAISED X2, GREENS

What is it?

What does this mean?

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

PWO, you're not helping me.

You officers just
don’t want any trouble, that’s all.

Boss, I don't need anything.

LADY: Okay.

-Bye.
-MING-CHENG: Bye.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

I know why that paper boat
has Zhang Ming-Cheng's fingerprints on it.

(MUSIC FADES)

-(WATER SLOSHING)
-(THUNDER RUMBLING)

The fingerprints are a coincidence.

What about the bloodstains?

He did not pass the polygraph either.

There are problems with those too.

My brother must have been misunderstood.

Hey, here. Look.

The back door of the base
where Chen Kuan-Ting died...

The metal door was not closed at all.

They must have entered through there.

How do you know?

The people nearby told me.

Let's go check it out.

Okay.

Wait a minute.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Wait a minute.

That's him!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUMBLING)

(CLOSING LID)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CLOSING ZIPPER)

Hey, what are you doing?

-Where are you going?
-Hey.

-What are you doing?
-He wants to escape!

You k*lled Chen Kuan-Ting, didn’t you?

Tell me! Did you k*ll Chen Kuan-Ting?

Are you f*cking deaf?

-f*ck!
-(MUMBLING)

Damn it! Stop!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-(DOG BARKING)
-(GASPING)

(RATTLING)

f*ck!

Crazy f*ck, f*ck!

MAN: Stop it! Stop yelling!

(PANTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

How did you know he was going to escape?

He brought so many things with him.

That's how I know
he's running away. What else?

MAN: Get out!

Everyone, leave!

Are you all blind?

I wrote in such big letters,

"Private property. No entry."

I'm sorry, sir.

Don't be angry.

But I would like to ask you,

besides him,
did anyone else come in just now?

No, just him.

What a blind fool.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Be careful what you say.

I saved your life.

I didn't let you get bitten to death.

If it dares to bite me to death,
you will die.

What do you mean, "die"?

A b*stard came before this
in the middle of the night.

Should I have left him alone
to get bitten to death?

What did he look like?

What?

What did that guy look like?

I didn't see him.

What do you mean, you didn't see him?

-(THUNDERCLAP)
-What kind of stupid question is that?

I didn't see him because I was asleep.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

Sir...

when did that guy come here?

Was it New Year's Eve?

I think so.

Hey, hey.

Could it be this?

He just turned the corner
and then disappeared.

Could it be that he's been here before?

Could he be the guy
that the old man was talking about?

He came here on New Year's Eve,
then he was chased by a dog.

He then climbed over here

and left blood stains over there.

If this palm mark is his,

and the blood is Chen Kuan-Ting's...

we'll have sufficient evidence.

Yes!

Come and see this!

PRIVATE PROPERTY
NO ENTRY

It was probably the next morning.

I saw my dog licking this.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HEAVY RAINFALL)

Hey.

Ah!

(THUNDERCLAP)

-(RATTLING)
-(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

(DOOR SHUTS)

-(BREATHES SHAKILY)
-(LOCK CLICKS)

-(GROANING)
-(RATTLING)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

Come down.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

I'll give you another chance.

Write down the crime clearly.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Stand up.

f*ck!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

f*ck!

(GROANS, CRIES)

(GAGS, BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

(CRIES)

(PANTING)

How do you feel?

Tell me if you want to confess.

(SOBS) I confess.

(GROANS)

m*therf*cker.

How did you k*ll Chen Kuan-Ting?

Start writing from the time you met him.

What day, what month, what year...

(GLOOMY MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

What day?

Did you k*ll him in the base or outside?

Write it down clearly.

(PANTING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(MUSIC FADES)

(RAIN PATTERING)

m*therf*cker.

Just go to his house and wait.

Although there is no evidence yet,

you can at least find the person first.

Well... (INHALES)

Please, please...

tell your superiors.

Don't mistreat my brother.

Please.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Wang Bo-Han reporting, ma'am.

There is CCTV over here.
I saw Zhang Ming-Cheng.

What time did he arrive?

Afternoon, around 3:10 p.m.

What time did he leave?

Let me see. Four o'clock.
Almost four o'clock.

He seemed to be arguing
with someone when he left.

Arguing?

Can you tell who he was arguing with?

The video quality is too bad.
I can't tell.

Looks like a man.

Okay, that's fine. Just copy

-the CCTV footage first…
-Wait.

That looks like a bandage.

The man seems to have
an injured right hand.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Make a copy of the footage
and bring it back.

Yes, ma'am!

(BEEPS)

What's wrong?

You were at the columbarium
with Zhang Ming-Cheng on New Year's Eve.

Why didn't you tell me?

Don't you know you were your brother's...

You can prove he's not the m*rder*r!

Let's go to the prosecutor.

But I’m a fugitive.

Come with me.

You are your brother's alibi.

How about it?

How about what?

Weren’t we looking for Mudfish?

He's the m*rder*r!

He's the one who k*lled Chen Kuan-Ting.

Why are you forcing me?
What does it have to do with me?

Don't you want Zhang Ming-Cheng
to stop being abused?

Tell the prosecutor right now.

Your brother will be fine now!

Come with me.

What are you doing? Don't touch me!

-Go.
-Don't you touch me!

Don't you want to save your brother?

Let go!

(MOURNFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

-(CHAIN RATTLING)
-(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(THUDS)

(GROANS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(MOURNFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Prosecutor, sir.

Zhang Ming-Cheng is not the m*rder*r.
I have his alibi.

-On New Year's Eve, he and his...
-Shut up!

He confessed to the crime.

But…

He's the m*rder*r.

No way.

He's just committed suicide.

He's dead.

(SOMBER MUSIIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

I'm warning you.

You'd better stay out of it.

Or I’ll be on your case.

(SHOUTS) Do you understand?

Please leave.

(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

PWO: Sir.

DOCTOR: Are you all right?

I'm fine. (SIGHS)

I don't think his injury
has anything to do with this.

Can you check again?

It's a m*rder case.

Aren’t we supposed
to check it out regardless?

I agree.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BUZZING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BUZZING CONTINUES)

(BUZZING STOPS)

(MUSIC FADES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)