What kind of person is your master?
He wears a suit and doesn't look like a Mao Shan master.
He is a professor at a university.
He is amazing.
He knows Chinese and Western philosophy...
and logic science, so he is very popular.
Why is he doing Taoist sorcery now?
I've always been a student of his.
I remember he was very haggard during one semester.
I don't know what happened.
After the summer vacation, he came back and resigned.
Did you ask him where he learned the sorcery?
Since he didn't tell, I didn't ask.
By the way, Bat.
Who taught you those Mao Shan tricks?
Actually, I was self-taught.
What about the Lai Ming Tam from Fortress Hill?
It's a columbarium.
I'm in charge of taking care of it.
(Psycho Detective 2)
I'll settle accounts with you about Lai Ming Tam later.
Let's go check out the Ghost Festival in the afternoon.
It's getting dark. Let's go inside.
Hey.
Will the paper dolls...
have evil spirits in it?
Go and have a look.
Hey.
Could it be a human disguise?
Were yesterday's paper dolls a human disguise?
Who would make paper dolls to frighten us?
I don't know.
But only the opera for the gods was affected.
Now someone is preventing us from investigating the theater.
It must have something to do with the theatrical troupe.
Let's go in and take a good look again.
I think it's going to be very difficult.
Since they made paper dolls,
it means they're on guard against us.
Let's wait at the rooftop tonight.
I'll go back to the newspaper office to see if there are any clues.
Let's talk while we eat.
There's nothing to talk about. We found nothing.
I also have nothing to say.
Put away the snacks.
We were working hard, but you were slacking off.
Slacking off?
I really found some clues.
The name of the troupe is Chaoshan Star Troupe.
They registered in 1972.
The leader is Ho Bou Ji from Shiqi, Guangdong.
He comes from a family of singers.
He likes to take in orphans...
and children sold by their families as apprentices.
Don't exaggerate and lie about it.
Exaggerate?
I'm a journalist.
I'm unlike the two of you who goes on a rampage.
You won't find any clues even if you hurt yourself.
You have to go round in circles to find clues.
Most of the martial artists and boxers in the troupe...
have changed careers.
The rest are either grocery store owners or squid sellers.
They were raised by the head.
Here are some photos.
You'll get the names of the boxers and martial artists later.
Maybe we can find out more about the troupe...
and what happened with the paper dolls.
And you, Chuen.
How did you get into trouble backstage?
Mr. Siew, Mr. Cheng.
I'm Cheung Hon Chung.
I am a reporter from Hong Kong News. I've contacted you before.
What do you want to ask?
Well, we want to write a column about the development of boxers.
We would like to know how you train...
and how is the relationship like between the students and teachers.
I heard that you're from Chaoshan Star Troupe.
Yes, but the leader...
We didn't stay long.
The leader didn't care that much about us.
There's not much to say.
Is that so?
That's okay. Go ahead and tell me...
funny incidents that happened to you at the fruit stall.
Let's talk here.
Chung.
Can we really find clues by waiting here?
I met those two boxers this morning.
Their reactions were very strange.
There must be something wrong with the leader.
But we've been waiting for a long time.
Is it possible that he left through another door?
Chuen will inform us when he sees him.
- It's Leader Ho. - Yes.
Why is he being so sneaky?
- I'll go get Chuen. - I'll follow him.
Chuen.
- Let's go. - Where to?
It's Leader Ho.
He is acting really weird. Quick!
The merit of reciting sutras is inconceivable.
The soul of the dead reincarnate quickly.
I'll let you go now.
I'll let you go immediately.
I'll burn the box and you'll be free.
He said burn something and it will be free.
Could a person be trapped in the box?
It doesn't matter.
He sure is weird.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
You'll be banished to oblivion.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
You're free.
Don't you ever come to find me again, Little B!
Please, Little B.
Please move on, Little B.
Please.
- Chuen! - Chuen!
Chuen, what's wrong?
Let me out!
- Let me out! - Chuen!
- Let me out! - No, Chung.
- He is possessed by the ghost! - Let me out!
- Get some talismans from the bag. - Let me go!
Chuen!
Chuen, are you okay?
Hang in there!
Chuen.
Are you okay?
- Hey! - Let's ask for Master Pang's help.
Bat, you take him to Master.
- I'll stay. - Be careful.
Hang in there, Chuen.
Be careful.
Please move on.
Why?
Why can't it burn?
Why is it still fine?
What's wrong, Little B?
Please leave me alone, I beg you.
Stop disturbing me, please.
No.
Please leave me alone.
Bat.
You're awake.
Bat.
How are you feeling?
Was I possessed again last night?
I'm sorry.
I always get in the way.
Don't say that.
At least we saw what we wanted to see.
There's definitely something fishy about Leader Ho.
Leader Ho's box...
once trapped a person.
That person should be dead now.
Are you saying...
Leader Ho killed someone before?
I don't know.
All I know is that the person was suffering in the box.
Who is in the box?
How was he suffering?
He...
Inside...
Then...
Hey, why don't you speak slowly...
and I'll draw the situation?
I can show the picture to Mr. Pang and Chung...
when they come back later.
Then you don't have to act it out again.
He...
In the box...
You know how big that box is, right?
In the box...
He was suffering in there.
He was struggling all the time...
and screaming miserably.
He looks like a child.
When a child is screaming miserably, his hands will keep moving.
Bat, is Chuen up?
Wake him up for breakfast.
Mr. Pang, we found something.
Look.
Bat's drawing is very similar to what I saw.
It's what I saw yesterday night.
A child trapped in a wooden box.
He was in pain and unable to breathe.
But something is off.
It was clear...
that there was no one in the box when we saw it last night.
Could it be that the child was trapped in there a long time ago?
Master.
I found something. I took this last night.
That's weird.
The box didn't turn black even when it's burned like this.
Is it because of the child's spirit?
I won't know until I take a look at the box.
But what is making Leader Ho so afraid?
Why didn't he just throw the box away?
Why does he take it with him wherever he goes?
He even prays with it.
The thing won't go away, so he can't throw it away.
Master, I found out something else yesterday.
I saw scars on the children.
The children are afraid of strangers.
They ran away when I went near them last time.
That's because you walked directly towards them.
So I sneaked backstage.
The lights were off when I went in.
The children were asleep.
I wanted to see who was still awake.
But then I found that the children were covered in scars.
The bruises on the children must have been caused by Leader Ho.
This man is violent.
Chung, there you go again.
Didn't I say that there should be evidence to prove your hypothesis?
Master Pang, the box is the evidence.
Leader Ho trapped the children in the box.
Did you see it with your own eyes?
Or did Leader Ho admit it?
Too bad I have to go to work today.
Otherwise, I'd ask the boxers about the box.
It's okay, I'll do it.
We need more shelves.
Mr. Siew, Mr. Cheng.
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm a friend of the reporter, Chung, who interviewed you before.
My name is Bat.
What do you want to ask today?
I would like to ask about Ho Bou Ji,
the leader of Chaoshan Star Troupe.
We know nothing. We have nothing to say.
Please leave.
Leave!
If Leader Ho really did harm people,
then more children will be in danger.
If you do nothing about it, then you're an accomplice.
Here. Take a look yourself.
The murdered children are all angry with you.
They're back to find you.
Is this Little B?
Is Little B's death related to the wooden box?
I'm sorry, Little B.
We couldn't save you.
I'm sorry, Little B.
What exactly happened?
The three of us are orphans.
That scum, Ho Bou Ji, adopted us.
When we first joined the troupe, we all practiced normally.
Although it was hard, Ho Bou Ji was good to us.
He taught us how to read and write music.
So everyone was happy...
and treated him as a dad.
This is called black olive. Try it.
Try it. It's good.
Practice your punches!
But we soon discovered that he's a pervert.
He would beat people up for no reason.
Why is your shirt like this?
You're useless.
Ready, one.
What's the matter? Naughty boy!
This is ridiculous! I'll hit you!
Naughty boy! You deserve a beating!
Don't run away! Naughty boy!
- Don't run! - Don't hit me!
Don't run!
Run! Run if you dare.
Little B was very scared and wanted to run away.
- Trying to run? - But that scum caught him.
He locked him up in a wooden box.
Cheng and I couldn't open the box...
no matter what we did.
You're so disobedient. How useless.
I'll lock you up in this box.
You're ridiculous. I'll lock you up.
Ridiculous. Listen up.
If you don't listen to me, you'll end up like him.
I'll lock you up! How unbelievable.
Such a disobedient kid.
You two better watch out!
- Little B. - Little B.
Little B.
Little B, are you okay?
Hang in there!
The next day, Little B suddenly disappeared.
Ho said he slipped away in the middle of the night.
But we didn't believe him.
Little B must have died in the box.
Then Leader Ho buried him secretly.
That's what we thought too.
But we were too young at that time and didn't dare to tell anyone.
It's difficult to find him after such a long time.
Unless we find out where Little B is buried.
After we left the theater, we did look for him.
But we never found him.
(Ghost Festival)
Why can't you do it? You piece of trash!
Why can't you listen?
Why can't you master it? No dinner for you today.
- Leader Ho. - Naughty boy.
Master Pang, what are you doing here?
It's not peaceful at the theatre lately,
so I brought some amulets for you...
to make sure everything goes well for tonight's show.
That's very kind of you, Master Pang.
Thank you.
Have a seat.
Here, Mr. Pang. Please sit.
How kind of you, Mr. Pang.
By the way, Mr. Pang.
Those things that have been harassing us for these days...
What are they?
Please give me some advice.
What do you think, Leader Ho?
That thing seems to be fond of this place very much.
Since you're here every day, what do you think it is?
I think it's the dirty stuff those brats brought back.
Whatever it is,
if you didn't do anything wrong,
you don't have to be afraid of it.
Yes.
As for the young man called Sze Ma Chi Chuen...
who went on stage on that night,
his yin energy is high and is prone to attract those things.
He is still a kid.
I want to see how I can help him.
Mr. Pang, you're a kind person.
Please help me take care of it.
It's not good to frighten everyone.
Leader Ho, if you don't mind,
I'll perform a ritual for you on the stage later...
and see if it's helpful.
A ritual? I'll thank you then.
I'm glad that you can help.
I think we have to do it at the backstage too.
Why don't I do it now?
No, I have to rush to the committee for a meeting.
Leader Ho, if you don't mind, I'll stay here alone.
Then I'll leave it to you.
Thank you. See you.
Come out.
- What's your name? - I'm Ming.
- Did it hurt just now? - Yes.
Turn around.
How do you feel? Is it better now?
It doesn't hurt that much anymore. You're amazing.
Of course.
So you can always come to me if you need anything.