Following the outbreak of the Second Sino-Japanese War, in August 1937,
the Battle of Shanghai was about to begin in the largest city in the Far East.
The Chinese High Command decided to take a preemptive action against Japan
by planning to destroy Japanese Marines and warships patrolling the Yangtze River
and get ahead in the war.
NANJING MILITARY COMMISSION
EXTREMELY URGENT
CONFIDENTIAL
SEAL OFF YANGTZE RIVER
KEY POINT
A. BLOCK JIANGYIN WATERWAY
B. FORTS AND ARTILLERY BATTERIES TO BE PREPARED FOR WAR
C. PORTABLE CANNONS ENTER BATTLEFIELD ALONG YANGTZE RIVER
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
-Get out of China! -Get out of China!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
My fellow Chinese, our country, our nation is at risk.
Our land has been invaded.
As a Chinese, as a real Chinese...
-What the hell? Are you blind? -Sorry.
That's right!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Sorry. -It's okay, go ahead.
-Thank you. -Boycott Japanese products!
-Get out of China! -Get out of China!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Get out of China! -Get out of China!
These are from Japan. Burn them. Step aside.
-Move, get out of the way. -Move aside.
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
-Defeat Japanese imperialism! -Defeat Japanese imperialism!
-Boycott Japanese products! -Boycott Japanese products!
Thank you.
Oops.
Sorry.
Do you swear you didn't peek?
Of course! It would be boring if I did.
Listen.
The first one was an old man with a limp.
How did you know he had a limp?
Because he couldn't put weight on his left leg,
so he limps on his left leg.
How did you know he was old?
Phlegm in the throat.
He coughed after bumping into me.
Sounds like bronchitis, like my dad.
And?
The second one was a sophisticated woman.
She wore Soir de Paris perfume.
And she wore the same rouge as me. Good taste!
She had an upward inflection at the end of her sentence.
It's okay, go ahead.
Anyway, she didn't sound like Shanghai people.
And there was a little boy that passed in front of me.
Probably a rich kid.
How did you know he was rich?
Because I heard the sound of his leather shoes.
And he was holding a cream cake.
Who can afford cream cake and wears leather shoes? Must be a rich kid.
His mom was holding a baby, standing on the other side of the handrail.
The baby didn't even make a sound. How did you know there was a baby?
Come on, why didn't he cry?
Because his mom was twisting the pellet drum.
And then...
there was a crowd on the deck burning Japanese products.
There were 39 of them.
Should I describe them one by one?
No, just tell me the most interesting one.
The most interesting one?
Well...
probably that girl, the student who was shouting slogans.
She shouted "boycott Japanese products" when she was wearing Japanese perfume.
I can tell. The scent irritates my nose.
Also, there were two sailors who were putting out the fire. Then I came back.
How did you know they were sailors?
When they were running by...
I smelled something like sweat and sea.
It was like...
Liu burned her seaweed soup. It stinks!
Who smells like sea? Must be sailors.
Miss Lan Rouge, congratulations. You’ve got it all right.
You have passed the test.
Your listening, judgement, sensing and observation skills are outstanding.
-Manna. -Yes?
I bumped into two strange people when I came back.
The first one...
he offer me a hand when I was gonna fall over.
Such a gentleman. Strangely, he was wearing woolen suit in such a hot weather.
He was sweating all over his palms, arms and body.
The second one was drunk. He was totally wasted.
The wine he was drinking was pretty good. It smelled like scotch whisky.
Whisky.
But he had something tied around his waist.
Something hard. It hurt me.
Don't be ridiculous.
I think it was a hip flask because it had angles.
Angles? And tied around his waist?
A gun.
A Japanese special agent?
There are no police or soldiers on this ship.
What if he sneaks out when the ship docks?
-I'll keep an eye on him. -Are you insane?
There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not like the crowd on the deck.
They can only shout slogans and throw a shoe or something.
Don't you think it's way more interesting when it's real?
Rouge, Rouge.
-Come back. Don't go. -Don't follow me.
Get inside.
-It's mine. -Sorry.
I also use Two Girls. What a coincidence.
Where are you going?
I... Is this the way to the restaurant?
No.
Well, I'm lost.
Don't hurry.
Do I know you?
Why are you following me?
I'm not following you. Don't flatter yourself. Let me go!
Don't move.
One second you were a maid. Next second you are a lady.
You changed your outfit and you are not blind anymore.
Come with me.
Come on!
I'm from the Secret Service. I've got backup.
-Don’t talk crap. Cuff her. -Help, help!
-Help! -Don't move.
-Jam the gag into her mouth. -Help!
Get off me! What are you doing?
No weapon, nothing in her bag.
Let me go.
There are hundreds of ways to calm you down.
You wanna try?
KITAFUNA RYUJI, MALE
INOUE JUNKO, FEMALE
May I borrow a match?
Sure.
I'll help myself.
It's damp.
-Thank you. -Not at all.
This match is strange.
You know, it's weird.
Weird?
That's weird you are a Japanese.
Quiet. Walk.
Help!
Help, help!
Hello? Is anyone there?
Rouge, Rou...
Rouge.
Rouge, Rouge.
Help!
Rouge.
Rouge
Help, help!
Rouge.
-Rouge. -Manna.
-How's your hand? Are you hurt? -I'm fine.
There are three special agents with guns. Let's tell the captain.
Why did you get hurt?
You wrote with this?
Hey, you.
Pretending to be a tourist and trying to sneak into the Wusongkou defensive area.
You are really something.
How's that?
You gonna tell me now or later?
Speak!
He poisoned himself! Water!
Water!
Get off me!
Stay back!
Get off me, get off me...
Open the door!
-Help! -Stay back!
-Let her go! -Help!
-Let her go, let her go! -Help!
-Manna. -Rouge! Leave her alone!
Stay away!
Don't move or I will kill her.
-Leave her alone. -Stay away.
Ryuji.
There's no way you can escape. Let the girl go.
-Stay there or I will kill her. -Calm down, calm down.
Drop the gun!
Drop it!
Okay, fine.
Step back.
What are you doing?
Ryuji, you are a Japanese warrior.
Seizing a hostage is not a noble thing to do.
Leave her alone. Pick on someone your own size.
Stay back.
-What are you doing? -Don't move.
Don't move.
Get up.
-Help! -Hold on!
Help!
You fat-ass!
-Rouge. -Help!
-Hold on!
Off, fat-ass! Help!
Rouge! Hold on!
Hold on, give me your hand.
Rouge.
Rouge, are you okay?
He scared the hell out of me.
-Did you get hurt? -No, but my legs feel like jelly.
Who are you?
National Salvation Association Secret Service.
Hey.
My friend is very smart. She has a photographic memory.
Everyone says she can become a secret agent.
-Manna. -Is that so?
Don't become a secret agent or you will regret it.
-Manna. -There, there.
-I'm so scared. -It's okay now.
It's okay.
Excuse me, I'm staff of the Consulate General of Japan.
-I have diplomatic immunity. -Miss Inoue Junko,
a special agent of the Special Agent Division doesn't have diplomatic immunity.
-Take her away. -Let's go!
Hey, hey!
What's your name?
I'm Song Mian.
I'm Lan Rouge. This is my good friend Feng Manna,.
Thank you for saving our lives.
Will I see you again?
No, if you are lucky enough.
Even if we won't meet again, you should remember
my name is Lan Rouge.
SHILIUPU DOCK
WATANABLE ICHIRO, CHIEF OF INVESTIGATION UNIT,
SPECIAL AGENT DIVISION
Hurry up.
-Let's go. -Yes, sir.
-Let's go. -Open the door.
Stop the car!
SHANGHAI LIAISON UNIT NATIONAL SALVATION ASSOCIATION
Here's Jiangyin fort.
There’s Wusongkou fort.
WAN ZHICHAO, UNIT DIRECTOR SHANGHAI LIAISON UNIT
These forts are secretly undergoing expansion programs.
We have a strategically-placed portable cannon in in the Yangtze River.
When it fires,
the Japanese fleet and merchant vessels will be destroyed.
-Sir? -Come in.
Both Ryuji and Junko are dead.
Junko didn't have any intel documents.
You are saying...
-we've got nothing? -Not really.
Ryuji was going to swallow this.
Forensics said it was a draft of the military facility.
Where is this place?
We are not sure because the draft has been severely damaged.
The draft was poisoned. If they were exposed,
they swallow it and die with the draft.
Judging from the current situation,
do you think they know we are planning to seal off the Yangtze River?
We can't be sure.
It will affect the outcome of the Battle of Shanghai.
It's urgent. Get it straight.
Understood.
I figure Junko transferred her information to someone on the ship.
-Maybe she had a helper. -Captain Song.
You have 24 hours. By this time tomorrow
get your ass over here and give me the answer!
Yes, sir.
HONGKO DISTRICT, SHANGHAI SPECIAL AGENT DIVISION
Section Manager.
This is Junko's last message.
I hope she won't die in vain.
-Morse code. -Yes.
AOKI TAKESHIGE, DIVISION DIRECTOR SPECIAL AGENT DIVISION
I'm so sorry.
I know you were engaged last month.
She was a hero.
I'll get the decoder to translate it.
Section Manager, it's done.
"Information transferred to Lan Rouge's blush case."
-Lan Rouge. -Section Manager.
Junko had a blush case. She used to deliver messages with it.
How about Lan Rouge?
Judging from the context of the message, I'd assume it's a name.
There are a few people named Lan in Shanghai.
Find her ASAP.
Sir, I've searched the ship and the sailors.
Nothing was found.
There's only one possible explanation.
She transferred the information to one of the tourists.
That's a massive amount of people.
-There were about 800 people. -Check them one by one.
-Mom, easy. It hurts. -Look what you've done.
Why did you fight on that French ship?
I don't want you going anywhere from now on.
Nonsense. I have to go back to school.
It's been a month of summer vacation. Where did you go?
If the war breaks out, I don't think you can go back to school.
Where have you been?
The newspaper said students from Central University went to the president's office
- to sign a petition and protest. -Mom, what I did was more important.
Mom, Dad, I went to a summer training camp held by the Bureau of National Defense.
I passed the tests with A's.
I have great listening skills and memory.
They haven't seen anyone like me in decades.
They said I should become a secret agent.
Nonsense, why should women do that when men can deal with it?
We are not paying tax for that.
Yeah, no way. I'm not gonna do it.
You are born in troubled times.
You should find someone who can protect you and marry him soon.
I want to marry someone who I admire.
Otherwise it would be boring.
You have really high standards.
Average boys can't help but stand in awe of you.
You are so selective with friends.
I can't imagine you finding someone you admire.
Rouge, is there anyone you like?
-Tell me about him. -Of course, Dad.
-You want to know who I like. -Yes.
Myself.
-Naughty girl. -I admire myself.
Naughty girl.
I did some research on Lan Rouge.
She's studying math at Central University in Nanjing.
Her father, Lan Changming owns Jinxing Bank in Shanghai.
He's very influential in the finance industry in Shanghai.
How about his political attitude?
Anti-Japan, pro-British and American.
Junko must have been in a very desperate situation
when she transferred the information to this girl.
Perhaps this is good. No one will suspect a thing.
Section Manager, there's one more thing.
The girl who came back with Lan Rouge is Feng Manna.
Her father is Feng Fixing.
-Really? -Yes, sir.
Interesting.
Chinese warships are entering the Shanghai harbor secretly.
Especially in the Hebei and Huxi areas.
They are arming for war, and have been interrogating people.
Are you saying we should leave it to Feng Zixiong?
The National Salvation Association is a pain in the ass.
They must be searching for Junko's message.
They will notice the trace we left.
We should halt all activity until we retrieve the message.
THE FENG'S RESIDENCE NO. 6 BAILEY ROAD
-Welcome home, sir. -Thanks.
Where's my wife?
Ma'am, the master is back.
Zixiong, you're back.
-Manna just got home. -I know.
FENG ZIXIONG, DIRECTOR SHANGHAI GARRISON MILITARY SUPPLIES
Something happened on the ship she took.
Daddy.
Look at you.
You are all grown up.
We hardly get together and today is Manna's birthday.
Zixiong, is there anything you want to say?
Yes.
Call your classmates and friends. I'll throw you a birthday party.
Am I misunderstanding something here?
Daddy has never been so generous.
You're a grown up now.
Manna, who do you want to invite?
Kelly, Meilan and most importantly, Rouge.
-She came back with me today. -Alright.
Mommy, tell Liu I want a chocolate cake.
Rouge loves chocolate cakes.
As you wish.
Rouge, where are you going? Your arm still hurts.
Mom, I'm fine.
Manna called me. She's throwing a birthday party.
Who throw a party when a war is about to break out?
Exactly. We have to enjoy it while it lasts.
Mom, tell Dad not to wait up for me.
Rouge.
Manna.
-Rouge. -Manna.
-What took you so long? -You didn't pay me.
Ask him. Come on.
-How much? -One dollar.
Daddy.
Rouge is here.
-Mr. Feng. -Hello.
Manna told me how brave you were on the ship.
Thank you. It was nothing.
Excellent, excellent.
I'd like to propose a toast to her.
-Thanks, everyone. -Cheers!
Rouge, what you said just now really frightened me.
Here.
I'll drink to your bravery.
-I am so proud of you. -Thank you, I'm flattered.
-Rouge. -Yes, sir?
Manna said you have been very nice to her during college years.
-Right, Manna? -Of course.
I'd like to propose a toast to you.
Thank you, Manna has been very nice to me as well.
Please, sit down.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Rouge. Try some chocolate cake.
Manna had it made it for you.
Subtitle translation by Kana Chen