Idle people lead an idle life.
With people like Hung Sap-kau for company,
you're either playing mahjong or playing pranks all day.
What's wrong with you?
What's the point of getting the standard?
If we get it, Pak-nin will be upset.
If we don't get it, the buddies will be upset.
Sun Section wins.
I've been the mainstay of the Bureau for the past ten years.
Chu Cheung-sing, what's your contribution?
If you have proof of his innocence, I'll let him go right away.
I know who the killer is.
Tai Ho-yan.
The one you went for a blind-date with? Why is it him?
That day we went for an outing.
I pricked him with my venom ring.
It had no effect on him, not even a blister
You've gone too far.
You pushed her too hard.
Hey...
Hear me out.
I found it odd that day.
What's stranger still, he had this herbal smell on him.
It's heartbreak grass.
It's unique to the Jiangxi mountain range.
The people there make a sachet with it to repel insects.
But it's poisonous if eaten.
You really are siblings.
Both of you know so much about herbs.
Tai Ho-yan was just back from his Jiangxi procurement.
Then go arrest him.
Miss Ma, congrats! You cracked the case!
I don't think so.
He had nothing to do with Ho Yat-shan. Why should he kill him?
Who is this Tai Ho-yan?
A rotten apple, a hypocrite.
Come on, his father was a court secretariat His mother is Dowager Empress' cousin.
A good-for-nothing heir.
Hold it!
His father died several days ago.
It's a sudden stroke and he's buried.
Cheung-sing, what are you looking for?
HoYat-shan's autopsy record.
You suspect...
Just as I thought.
Ho Yat-shan was the examiner that conducted his father's autopsy.
His whole family died a few days later.
If Tai Ho-yan really is the killer, there's only one reason for it.
To cover up a secret.
Smart.
That means we can save Wai.
I need to examine court secretariat's body.
Bro, let me give you a hand.
No, you are not a Bureau man. You aren't eligible for that.
Trespassers leave the premise.
Hold it....I can use your forte.
Hear our prayer...
Lord Laojin, please come and help...
Father, I miss you...
Mourners...
Advance, please.
Please bow...again...again.
Surviving family.
Mister Tai, my condolences.
You are too kind.
I am here to pay my last respects to late Mr Tai.
You are too kind.
I didn't know you're such a loving son.
If I have offended you, I am sorry.
You are too kind.
You have not changed at all!
Behave yourself.
Ill wind...
It means evil spirit...
Wan-ling... You alright?
What is it?
What is going on?
Wicked son...I am resentful...
How come you have a limp?
She's possessed...
It's terrifying...
What's happened to your voice?
What's she doing?
It's the court secretariat...
Yes...it's milord....
He suffered from chronic limb numbness. He walked with a limp.
The spirit of the dead won't rest in peace. He has a grievance.
I died a wrongful death.
I didn't die of a stroke.
This wicked son poisoned me.
What?
How tragic...
Rascal, how could you do such a thing?
You evil spirit, how dare you impose as my father?
We father and son were close. I won't let you smear us.
Rascal, you couldn't wait to get inheritance.
You're so heartless! You laced my food with heartbreak grass to kill me.
I know nothing about heartbreak grass.
I didn't do it.
I can be witness.
Here comes the ill wind again.
Another spirit here...another spirit here...
Not one, but four.
You can smell the grievance.
Four? The examiner and his family?
I am Ho Yat-shan. I didn't die in a fire.
I was poisoned by Tai Ho-yan.
I didn't know you. Why should I kill you?
Because I did the autopsy. I knew you killed your father.
It's my fault. I tried to blackmail you to pay my gambling debt.
Why did you ask to meet me here?
Court secretariat's intestines turned black and broke into pieces.
It's obvious he was poisoned to death by heartbreak grass.
What do you want?
I owe Dragon Gang a gambling debt.
You are smart. I am sure you'll help me.
But you poisoned my family.
Then set my house on fire to cover it up.
We died a tragic death!
Yummy...
Then have more.
I had never had such expensive stuff.
We should thank Mr Tai.
It's my pleasure.
Granny, have more.
How wicked of you.
You did such wicked deeds!
What goes around comes around.
There is karma.
Ho-yan, how could you?
Mother, I didn't.
You killed your father for inheritance.
A life for a life.
You may die many times but you still can't repay them.
Let me take you to Hades...
Father, forgive me...
It hurts...
You put on a show to make me confess...
So what? You admitted it on your knees.
I begged my father to forgive me for falling short on filial piety only.
We are Phecda Bureau officers.
You are suspected of taking five lives.
Save your explanation for Bureau interrogation.
Empress Dowager is my cousin.
You can't take him away.
Royal cousin, I don't care if he's Sire.
I went to a brothel on the night of the examiner's death.
My servant Fook can be my alibi.
Yes...he was visiting a brothel.
You have no evidence. That's why you had to put on this show.
I won't confess. What can you do about me?
I'll beat you into confession.
I'll poison you.
Don't you dare torture him into confession.
I have evidence. Your pair of shoes.
On the day of the examiner's death,
Ng Wai meant to vandalise his house with black dog's blood,
but he upset the bucket of blood.
You went out to set the house on fire after killing the family.
You must have stepped on the blood.
You are the killer.
Tai-lik, get to work.
Rascal, I am not playing the bootlicker.
Give me your foot!
It smells fishy! It must be dog's blood.
It's not possible! I changed into another pair of shoes.
A slip of tongue? You did it!
You could kill your own father? Beast!
I have seen my share of rascals, but you stand out.
Cut it out. Take him back!
Mother, help me...Mother...
(Phecda Bureau)
Stop the knocking.
It's been six hours.
All the evidence points to it. Just sign the confession.
Take it easy.
If he won't sign, there's no use beating him up.
What to do? Playing the patience game with him?
If I die, the Tai line is broken. The hag will not let me die.
Someone will come for my rescue. I won't die. I won't die!
It's serious. Prince Tuen's here with an entourage.
I told you. I am far from over.
Rascal, let me tell you.
If you can walk out of the Bureau alive,
I'll be your beast of burden.
(Ho Tin Hall)
Prince Tuen, you care to pay us a visit. We are honoured.
But you are a busy man, I must be a nuisance to you.
You took the trouble to come. I am sure it's about something.
It means nothing to you.
If it's within the law, I'll be happy to help.
Could you do me a favour and let Tai Ho-yan go?
He killed his father for inheritance,
and killed a family to cover it up.
Such a wicked man has drawn the wrath of heaven and men.
How can I let him go?
I know it's difficult for you.
But Ho-yan is ill. It hurts Empress Dowager to see him suffer.
So I have orders to take him out for treatment.
Your Honour, what's his illness?
It's dizziness due to an imbalanced constitution.
He has a healthy glow. He suffers no illness.
Your Honour, I think he made it up to get away.
You are smart. Don't let him fool you.
Honourable Fung, please, do me the favour.
If he's let go, then we've failed the dead.
Who are you to confront His Highness? What nerve!
I will not bend the law for personal favour.
Your Honour, sorry, I cannot do it for you.
You don't bend the law?
He's tortured into confession.
In order to capture Ng Wai, you used his mother as bait.
She's injured as a result.
You call this doing things by the book?
Your Honour, the blame falls on me.
It has nothing to do with the Bureau.
I am accountable for my subordinates' Mistakes. I'll do it by the book.
As for Tai Ho-yan, Your Honour shouldn't worry about him.
Please go back.
I have to take him away.
You have to answer to Empress Dowager. I too have to answer to Sire.
Sire's backing doesn't give you a blank check.
Sire has the running of the country in mind.
He allows no cronyism and corruption.
How did you get where you are? Get off your moral high horse.
I'll never forget Late Sire's expectation of me.
As the Commissioner of the Phecda Bureau, I have to be impartial
and do no one any favour.
You mean to slight me and Empress Dowager.
Not to say Empress Dowager, even Sire is not above the law.
Alright, so you won't yield.
You appealed to Late Sire,
I too can appeal to Late Sire's amnesty plaque, the Iron Scroll.
You mean to stand tall? I'll make you kneel.
Sire, my obeisance.
The Iron Scroll was issued to statesmen.
Holders are spared the death penalty however grave their offences.
Phecda Bureau Commissioner, I now order you to release Tai Ho-yan.
The Iron Scroll means Sire. I dare you to defy it.
Are you going to release him or not?
Release him.
Fung Nam-tin, I admire your impartiality.
But, however honest, how upright, you are not a Zhao.
Ruler and subjects. You are always the one to bend.
The Phecda Bureau? A bunch of nobodies.
Shut up!
Don't think you are blessed.
Empress Dowager can't bear to see your mother lose two closest kin in a row,
or she wouldn't have cared.
Yes, Prince Tuen.
You are far from being safe. Don't stir up trouble again.
Let me take you to the villa on the outskirts.
You just lie low there. Yes.
How's His Honour?
After his confrontation with Prince Tuen,
he locked himself inside.
When we called him, he just told us to go away.
How can we go away?
I have never seen him this mad.
I am worried about him.
Your Honour...
He has passed out?
Don't just stand here.
The door is not locked. Come in.
Your Honour...
Are you alright?
Don't worry. If I could survive you guys, no one can drive me to death.
Then why have you locked yourself here?
For calligraphy?
Prince Tuen abuses his position and the law The list of his offences is long.
He may have the backing of Empress Dowager,
I too have the support of Sire.
Amnesty plaque?
I am writing to Sire to report his abuse of position.
So it is a petition to Sire.
I knew you wouldn't let go.
Late Sire may have issued the amnesty plaque.
He too had left the order of no killing whistleblowers.
Your Honour, you can pull all the stops.
Yes, go for broke.
To make Sire recall the amnesty plaque,
and give Prince Tuen a dressing down,
and Tai Ho-yan has to pay with his life.
Good! Done!
Bro! You two are back.
How is it?
Ng Wai has been released.
There's nothing you can do about Tai Ho-yan
You may go home.
My business is not done.
What about Wan-ling?
I want to hear it from you.
I have reported it to His Honour,
that the Ho Yat-shan case wouldn't have been cracked had it not been for Wan-ling.
I have got his approval.
You can stay behind to give your brother a hand.
If your performance stands out,
you will be sent to the Bureau officer training camp.
Great! I am now a Bureau man!
Cheung-sing, well done!
Don't get carried away.
His Honour may have given his nod,
but you still have to get my approval.
This is honey-locust water, it's for cleansing and bug removal.
Gallic is an insecticide.
This is salted plum made with acetic acid and tannin.
This is rice vinegar...
Awesome! Your ready answer has shut Chuen-kung up.
Too easy for me.
Smart by half.
I am not asking you to identify them.
These four are corpse cleansers.
They are for cleansing corpses.
Cleaning corpses?
If you want to work for me, you have to deal with corpses.
They stink. The thought alone makes me puke.
You are making it difficult for your sister.
The four cleansers are for cleansing and preserving wounds for examination.
If you can't put them to use,
how can you examine corpses for cases?
Bro, it's easy. I'll pick it up.
From tomorrow on, your job is corpse cleansing until I say when.
That means you start work in the Bureau tomorrow, get it?
It's great!
Sap-kau, I am working in the Bureau!
So he's just bluffing.
Wan-ling, congrats...
Sap-kau, you are crying?
No, these are tears of boredom.
One more condition.
If you want to work for the Bureau,
you have to cut off your friendship with Sap-kau.
I know you want to know why.
Because he's a frog wanting to marry the princess.
Frog? He owns several shops.
Indeed, I am Handsome Dragon of the capital.
Too much money is my problem,
and too good-looking is my bane.
He rides on his father's coattail.
He's an idle man leading an idle life.
Idle? I am jack of all trades.
He has a finger in every pie. Brothels, casinos, bath houses.
And full of ideas. He takes you by surprise from time to time.
Wan-ling came from a noble family.
Hung Sap-kau doesn't look like he can make it big.
He'll be a gangster for life.
Staying out of jail will be his greatest accomplishment.
Chuen-kung, you shouldn't look down on him.
Many look down on me. You have to line up for your turn.
Come on, cut it out...both of you.
Just go. Show him later. Come on...
If she sticks with you, she is selling herself short.
Shallow...arrogant...rude...
Good you know you are shallow.
You are just a refined rascal.
I am busy. Please go.
I am busier than you are. I have no time for you. What nerve...
Let me catch you...come on over...
The reward is a kiss from me...
Mr Tai...come catch me... you'll have grapes as a treat.
Really?
Yuk-ha...
Mr Tai, where are you?
Why wake up me so early in the morning? You gave me a fright.
You two don't want to live?
Big Brother, because it's serious.
How serious? Tell me now!
It'll scare the hell out of you.
Don't get in my way.
Nothing to see here. Go back to stare at your pa.
Give way.
Tai-tong, Auntie Tai.
Mr Tai?
He must be really mad,
or he wouldn't have killed.
Call it wrath.
What do you think about this garden I've just built?
Very refined, very tasteful, one of a kind.
So very refreshing.
Your Honour, tea is ready.
Please sit.
This Yunwu tea is from Sire. Enjoy.
Thank you...
Tai Ho-yan is a beast...he should be struck by lightning...how grievous...
Even the Iron Scroll is used? What nerve!
So he's spared of the death penalty?
What's the law for? What's my reform for?
Sire, Prince Tuen doesn't care about the Phecda Bureau at all.
Sire, it's hard for us to uphold the law.
Sire, allow me to say it, you and the Phecda Bureau are tied together.
I understand. Slighting you is slighting me.
Kung, what should I do?
Sire, laws have to be upheld.
The Iron Scroll is meant for protecting the loyal,
not covering up the wicked.
We cannot tolerate the abuse of it for personal gain or favouritism.
Indeed. That will just get all tainted!
I must turn and set everything right!
Get me Uncle Tuen right away.
Empress Dowager and Prince Tuen are here!
Before he's summoned?
Empress Dowager, Prince Tuen, greetings.
Mother, greetings.
Empress Dowager, Prince Tuen, greetings.
Sire, Honourable Fung must be here for the Tai Ho-yan case.
He should have saved the effort.
Tai Ho-yan has been killed by the Yam Thug.
Sire, the Tai line is now broken. My cousin is devastated.
Heaven's wrath? Good job! Well done!
He's your cousin after all.
Sire, Ho-yan may have deserved it,
but what about the musicians and maids?
What have they done to deserve it?
And more, I took the side of Ho-yan,
and I got assaulted by the Yam Thug.
Honourable Luk was killed when trying to protect me.
Sire, Yam Man will not kill the innocent.
Indeed. Cause and consequence.
Maybe he got carried away?
That Yam Thug was after me.
Sire, you granted him pardon and praised him in public.
He thinks he has a backer.
Sire, the Yam Thug flouts the law.
He gets rid of whoever gets in his way.
Order for his arrest.
Sire, do the dead justice.
Order for his arrest?
Then I'll be going back on my word.
Fung Nam-tin, what should I do?
Sire, the case is full of holes.
Sire, you can't find him guilty so soon.
Sire, we have to dig into it. We shouldn't jump to conclusion.
The thug followed his usual pattern.
It's his so-called upholding justice.
Who else but him?
I don't want to wrong the innocent.
Let the Phecda Bureau find out the truth.
We should get him for the truth.
You go do it right away.
There has to be a deadline.
Or it'll be quietly dropped after Ho-yan's burial.
Fung Nam-tin, tell me, seven or eight days?
I'll...
Sire, since the Phecda Bureau is filled with talents,
I am sure they can crack it in ten days.
Fung Nam-tin, is ten days enough?
If not, I can extend it...
It'll be cracked in three days.
Three? Did I get it wrong? You actually mean thirty days?
Three days.
Good. I await your good news.
But if the killer is still at large after three days.
Honourable Fung, you have to resign.
It's a deal.
Three? It can't be done without a miracle.
Yam Man was set up.
Once we get the killer, the truth will be known.
But three days aren't enough.
We have to do it however hard.
It concerns the name of the Phecda Bureau.
We can't afford to lose.
Or we'll have to dance to Prince Tuen's tune.
Where should we begin?
Superficially, it may have Yam Man's signature,
but actually the case is very different.
Yam Man never killed.
We need to examine Tai Ho-yan's body.
Maybe we can find some important clues.
Besides collecting data from the villa,
we need to question people nearby and in the marketplace.
See if there were eye-witnesses.
Take out records of Yam Man's past cases.
We need to study his work pattern.
Good. Do as Pak-nin said.
Get into gear and get down to work.
Yes.
Cheung-sing, you stay behind.
You guys go ahead.
Yam Man killed people this time. What do you think?
There are three possibilities.
One, someone used his name to kill Tai Ho-yan and Prince Tuen.
Two, someone wants to do Phecda Bureau in.
Three, Yam Man did lose his mind and had a killing spree.
But what I think is not important.
You had the nerve to give a three-day deadline,
so you must have got the clues for cracking the case.
Tell me about it.
It's about time we closed the case.
What do you mean? Tell me the whole story.
None had bled.
Chuen-kung, what's the fatal wound?
There're no external wounds.
They all died of a broken neck.
Sis. Yes.
The sachet. Yes.
It smells of spring onion. What is this?
Bro told me to make a paste of
roast spring onion, salt, Sichuan pepper, salted plum and draff.
Wrap it up and dapple it on the body, and hidden wound marks will show up.
Awesome.
An adept of herbs indeed.
The killer exerted force through his fingers.
He broke the deceased's neck with one move.
It's sharp and swift. He's an adept.
It looks like the Shifting Fist or the Dragon Horn Claw.
This Yam Man is suspicious.
Or you've got it wrong?
Bro is never wrong, ever.
Yam Man is not the only fist adept.
Moreover, he only dispenses penalty on the bad guys.
How would he have broken people's necks?
People change, and the Moon waxes and wanes.
Sis, come with me.
Maybe seeing that Tai Ho-yan was having a blast,
Yam Man got so mad he killed him instead of just hanging him up.
Once he started, it turned into a killing spree.
He wouldn't kill the innocent.
The human heart is hard to see. Don't be so naive.
A man who cares not for material pursuit wouldn't be so cruel.
I have seen my share of hypocrites.
You bear him prejudice.
I bear him prejudice?
I know you admire Yam Man.
It's my supposition only.
You say it, which of us is right?
You are right. She's not wrong either.
We don't know until we have found out the truth.
You two stop the row.
I shouldn't have bothered asking you.
Hey, Chuen-kung, you tell me, which of us is right?
The Great Wall can't fall in a day.
By the same rationale, Yam Man couldn't have turned into a serial killer overnight.
We should focus on who wants to do Yam Man in.
Then we have to ask Yam Man himself.
Yam Man, where are you? Come out.
I know you won't kill the innocent.
Who have you offended?
Who set you up?
Come out and tell me.
Yeung Mau.
You tailed me?
I too want clarification from Yam Man.
But I have no ways of contacting him.
I find myself very useless.
I don't even know where he lives.
Sire is now a committed ruler.
Yam Man has served his purpose.
I think he has gone to a faraway place.
No, he's still here. He's by my side.
By your side?
I pretend he is, to make myself feel better
I shouldn't have let him go just like that.
I should at least know how his looks and what kind of a man he is.
How can I see him again?
Every time I come here, I want to see him again.
Every time I came, I put a tile here.
But I have not met him since.
Yeung Mau, you are in love with Yam Man?
He once said, real love makes a coward brave, a nitpicker accommodating,
a stubborn person tender and someone mediocre, outstanding.
I think he meant it as an encouragement.
I know. But no other has given me such heartfelt words.
Whenever I think of him, I am filled with strength.
He may not be as good as you think.
I won't get it wrong this time.
You may be disappointed.
He must be a good man.
Even if he won't show up again,
I have to clear his name.
He has been there by my side to give me encouragement.
This is the only thing I can do for him.
I am sure your kindness will be appreciated.
Try it. Thank you.
Not to your taste?
Let me have the cook remake one.
No...
I just suddenly thought of my cousin.
How's she?
Her husband died, then her son died.
Of course she's devastated.
I did what you said. She's given 10,000 taels as pension.
I have also convinced Sire to grant her an honorary title.
Poor her.
But that rascal son of hers is better dead than alive.
Or he would do her in sooner or later.
I thought you would blame me for being so ruthless.
No, it's two birds with one stone actually.
The rascal son's dead.
It has made the Phecda Bureau look bad too.
I couldn't be happier.
What have they found out?
Nothing.
Not to say three days, be it three years,
they wouldn't come up with anything.
A few human lives and the Phecda Bureau is turned upside down. It' a bargain.
With you by my side, I'll have nothing to worry about.
The best is yet to come.
Yam Man will continue to kill.
Phecda Bureau will find themselves in deep water.
Good! I look forward to seeing that.
How come you are here?
Tailing you, of course, what else?
Why are you tailing Tin Goong Goong?
I am sure Yam Man hasn't killed anyone.
He's framed to set the Phecda Bureau up.
Who's going to gain from that? Prince Tuen.
I am sure he's the thief crying thief.
Indeed. Tin Goong Goong is his most trusted man.
Tailing him will lead us somewhere.
Yeung Mau is Yam Man's fan.
Since when have you become so concerned?
How do you know he's innocent?
Sire is now a caring ruler, Yam Man's job is done.
He had no reason to kill. That's why I am sure there's a fake Yam Man.
It takes Yam Man to know Yam Man.
What do you mean? I am not Yam Man.
Not Yam Man? Then Yummy Man.
I have no time for you.
Cut it out. Your covers are blown. Go back to see Honourable Fung.
I am not a nosy man.
You can't break me but you can move me.
Heaven, if you have eyes, do me justice.
So I did justice for heaven and by chance used a yam for gagging.
That's how I became Yam Man.
I didn't mean to do it again,
but seeing Mo Tai-tong in his plight, I couldn't stop myself.
I did find it exhilarating.
It's not safe to stick around...
My wife thought I was Yam Man.
And your Phecda Catch almost betrayed you.
I never thought upholding justice would turn me into a living deity.
So you used Yam Man to vitalise Sire into anti-corruption.
He even pardoned Yam Man as a result.
It's your enthusiasm that aroused my suspicion.
I watched you growing up.
I can tell your martial artistry.
But it was chivalry, so I turned a blind eye.
I just didn't know Prince Tuen could use Yam Man to take on the Phecda Bureau.
I'll find out the fake Yam Man.
There are more than one.
Chuen-kung, when you were busy examining the bodies,
I noticed that every window was broken.
There was no sign of a fight.
Such a swift operation showed it's the work of an assassin organisation.
Naughty...
Tin Goong Goong is an adept incognito.
There is a Liao assassin organisation behind him.
Prince Tuen can afford to pay for assassins
He sees us as a thorn by his side. We should be happy about it.
Your Honour, you promised to solve the case in three days.
You mean what you said?
You are right, we've got Yam Man.
Don't worry, we are loyal pals.
His Honour has had everything planned.
I am all ears.
We first have to clear you of any suspicions.
Chuen-kung, where did you get your ninja suit actually?
The shop behind Courtyard Street East.
Chat Sheung Kei is well-stocked.
I picked up items I could use.
The handiwork's not bad.
The mask is a bit stuffy, though.
Next time try mosquito net dyed black.
Right, it's airy.
Yes. In my thieving days, I made my own work wear.
The crotch was so strong it could withstand any split.
Next time make one for me.
Why bother? If you don't mind, you can have my old one.
That's gross.
What are you two burning at this hour?
Rags. Love letters.
Things that are no longer of use.
It'll soon be done.
What a waste! I don't mind hand-me-downs.
Oh...what about old shoes?
If you have them.
Hey...no more chatting.
The dumplings are getting cold.
We've just bought deep-fried dumplings. Come with us if you want them.
Wait...
Deep-fried dumplings are good for wine.
Come on...Iet's join them...
Wait till they are thoroughly burnt.
It's done. Nothing can survive the fire for so long. Come on...
Deep-fried dumplings get you ulcers.
Whatever, come on...
(Moon Section)
Look.
It's the remnant of a mask.
It's Yam Man?
He's trying to destroy evidence?
Sun Section in collusion with Yam Man?
Or one of them is Yam Man.
That explains why they're taking his side.
Let's report it to Honourable Fung.
No! He is on his side too.
They are birds of the same feather.
They cover one another up.
Now we have enemies within. We have to be careful.
Don't worry. My lips are sealed.
Prince Tuen, I suspect Yam Man is a Phecda Bureau man.
You've come to tell me about it.
You're betraying the Phecda Bureau.
Is it worth it?
You once said a clever bird would pick a solid bough.
I am a thoroughbred, but Phecda Bureau is not the right stable for me.
Fung Nam-tin is grooming Chu Cheung-sing as his successor.
I am thoroughly disappointed with the Bureau.
Prince Tuen, let me join your stable.
Good!
Honourable Fung, read these reports.
I have checked up on the Liao assassins...
Highness, the Phecda Bureau reports directly to Sire.
You're here with armed men. It's not appropriate.
Honourable Fung... Shut up!
You let in outsiders against the Bureau?
I am upholding the law.
I allow no covering up of offenders.
Fung Nam-tin, I suspect you and your Phecda men are in collusion with the Yam Thug
in his killing of the innocent, disturbing the people and sabotaging Song's safety.
Don't you frame us. You have any evidence?
Evidence?
Show him.
The mask was found inside the Bureau.
I have reason to suspect that you are hiding the Yam Thug,
or one of you is the Yam Thug.
Your Highness, how can this piece of burnt rag be evidence?
Indeed, some evidence.
I can say it's dried cow-pie.
But your burning of evidence was witnessed by Mo.
You can't deny it.
Just shut up and take them all back for my individual interrogation.
You are framing us! Over our dead bodies!
Over our dead bodies!
Apart from Sire, we listen to no one!
Traitors, feel free to resist.
Shoot them if they resist!
You...
You have committed the offence of treachery against Song.
That's punishable by death.
Fung Nam-tin, if you want to save the lives of your men,
turn yourselves in.
Put your sword down.
Your Honour...
You have a family. It's not worth it.
Listen to me, put your sword down.
Your Honour... Your Honour...
You all put your swords down.
Take them away.
If you are smart, tell me who Yam Man is.
Then I can plead to Sire to spare your lives.
Otherwise, I'll execute one of you every two hours.
She Pak-nin, you dog!
Turncoat, hypocrite. Just drop dead.
For shame!
I was blind in giving you the break.
You old rascal, you are the ingrate.
I spared no efforts for you, what have I got?
You asked for it. You reap what you sowed.
Or blame Yam Man for it.
We know nothing. Just kill us.
Still playing the tough guy?