【FULL】Qin Hao and Yang Mi confront each other🥊 | In the Name of the Brother哈尔滨一九四四EP2 | iQIYI
[English subtitles are available]
[In the Name of the Brother]
[Episode 2]
Section Chief, how should we celebrate
Shi’s arrest
tonight?
Tomorrow.
We should interrogate Shi right away.
Yes.
You’re a section chief?
Ms. Guan Xue
is the section chief of the Police’s Secret Service.
Mr. Pan, look ahead when you drive.
I only know your surname’s Song.
What’s your name?
Song Zhuowen.
Zhuowen?
"Wen", as in cultured?
Why?
I need to get used to it.
Cultured…
Stop!
Careful.
Why are you getting off
before your destination?
Thank you, sir. Take care.
[Liu’s Orthopedic Massage]
[Harbin Police Agency]
Zhuowen!
Ms. Guan!
Ms. Guan.
Ms. Guan!
Dr. Shi.
No acupuncturist will save you this time.
I know nothing.
He asked me to do it.
[Railway tracks]
Fine.
Scoundrel, how dare you slander me?
Zhuowen.
I owe it to you.
You said you’d stop bringing it up.
I mean for today.
I didn’t think too much.
But I know he’s Japanese.
If you killed him,
many Chinese would die unjustly.
That’d be disastrous.
I looked for you.
But all I heard was that you died.
For a while,
I forced myself to forget you.
I guess God doesn’t want that.
Did you look for me?
You’re a cop too.
Haven’t you heard of me?
It’s just a job.
Honestly,
I don’t even know my bureau director’s name.
You said you were gonna find your brother.
Have you found him?
No.
Is his name Zhuowu?
How do you know?
I’m the section chief of the Secret Service.
the Chinese name their kids.
One’s "wen" as in cultured;
the other’s "wu" as in valiant.
Indeed.
Enough talk.
Maybe I can help you find him.
Your brother’s Song Zhuowu.
Noted.
Thanks in advance then.
Ms. Guan.
I’ll leave you
to it.
Wait for me.
It’ll be quick.
Go ahead.
I need to go back.
I’m still on duty at the station.
Okay.
I’ll ask you out later.
The intel is not with Shi.
What he gave the Japanese was a wallet.
There’s nothing valuable inside.
What’s that Japanese drifter’s deal?
Nothing much.
He just came to Manchukuo,
because he couldn’t survive in Japan.
We apologized to him
and sent him away with some money.
That’s good.
Who shot Wu?
Not sure yet.
Wu’s been in a coma since he was hospitalized.
So we couldn’t ask him.
Shi distracted us
with the Japanese…
to protect someone else.
Maybe the one who shot the gun to cause chaos.
If we find him,
we’ll have another clue.
There’s another clue.
Shi circled around the square’s street lamp
before entering
the station.
I wonder why.
That should be
his first meeting point.
The platform’s next.
What are you doing here?
Patrolling.
In the middle of the night?
Working overtime.
At the railway tracks?
For whom?
Is the Secret Service in charge of railway police?
Start searching.
Yes.
Song Zhuowen.
Don’t beat around the bush.
What are you doing here?
Be honest.
I told you
I’m doing my job.
In the
middle of the night?
To be honest,
we work overtime for thieves.
For railway police,
thieves are our moneymakers.
They hide their loot here,
then
come back for them
when things settle down.
Why here?
To not get caught red-handed.
Plus, trains come and go here.
This is a restricted area.
So we
work overtime
every now and then.
You’ve gotta hit the tree
to check for dates.
Got any dates today?
I was hitting trees
and you came.
I didn’t get any dates.
Feel free to search me.
Ms. Guan, I found it!
Ms. Guan, still gonna search me?
Qiao Liang.
Zhao.
Sir.
No stalls in front of my house!
We aren’t even blocking
your entrance!
We aren’t stealing or being a hindrance!
Without a permit,
you’re not doing business
but disrupting the market!
Everyone!
Everyone!
The station
bans all of you
from running stalls here.
Get about your day.
Nonsense!
Sorry.
It’s because of social status?
Arrest them all!
You’re right.
Social status always matters.
Get about your day.
Remove your stalls.
Hey, don’t touch it!
Shameless woman!
What did you say?
-You think I don’t understand you?
-Miss.
Just pretend you don’t understand.
I’m sorry.
Stop it. Enough.
Do you think acting tough
makes you a Japanese lackey?
Remove your stalls.
Save yourself some trouble.
Over there!
Remove your stalls.
Okay?
Let me help you.
Miss.
Are you okay?
You need a new business permit
to run a stall long-term.
How can I get it?
Where?
How much?
I’ll do it for you.
At the station office.
Deposit of 100.
So expensive.
Hurry!
Don’t you see the chief’s here?
How about you
come to the warehouse after I get off work?
We can think of a way
together.
Where is it?
-Hurry.
-Right there.
At the end.
Thank you.
Come on.
Miss.
If the deposit is reduced or waived,
get it done quickly.
It’ll save you lots of trouble.
Mind your own business.
Hello.
Welcome.
A pack of Concord cigarettes.
Okay.
Here.
I’ll pay.
Why’d you pay for my cigarettes?
I forgot my pen.
Let me borrow this.
I’ll write an IOU.
If I don’t come back to pay,
bring it to me.
Yes.
Thank you.
If I’m not mistaken,
this is a limited-edition
Parker 1922 pen.
It’s rare in the market.
Have you been to Europe?
No.
A senior of mine
gave it to me as a souvenir.
I love this pen.
My pen…
I’ll return it to you after
I write a report.
Swindler.
Ms. Guan.
You’ve searched all the railbeds?
It must’ve been taken away.
You’re so thoughtful.
Is that
a compliment?
What do you think?
While you searched him,
he kept his arms up.
Everything riled him up
back then.
Yet
he’s a meek employee now?
Cultured?
Did you look for me?
People have to change
in troubled times.
Ultimately, you have to bow down
to those in power.
Talking about yourself?
As your underling,
my head’s always down.
I mean, Song Zhuowen
is brave for being tolerant.
It eliminates weaknesses.
Ms. Guan, you have no weakness
and don’t have to be tolerant.
That’s scary.
How am I scary?
Even in changing times,
some things don’t change.
The superiors didn’t agree?
Are you anxious?
Well.
It’s a rare opportunity.
Guan Xue holds sway in the Secret Service.
If she agrees,
it’ll work…
The problem’s not Guan Xue
but you,
you know?
Are you ready?
Yes.
Who is Guan Xue?
The ruthless one of Harbin’s Secret Service,
in control of finances and personnel.
I can join them
with her consent…
Who is Guan Xue?
Is her family name Guan?
Suwan Guwalgiya.
A centuries-old Manchu surname
and clan
under the Bordered Yellow Banner,
existing since the five founding ministers
of Qing dynasty.
About her and your brother,
what do you know?
Not much.
My brother saved her.
But it doesn’t matter.
They couldn’t have been together
for long.
She didn’t even know his name.
I doubt
she knows much more about him.
When did he save her?
Where?
How?
And where’s he now?
He’s probably dead.
Probably?
That’s the most unreliable word
for underground members.
It’s taboo.
Always bear in mind
the "what ifs".
The Secret Service
is impenetrable.
This is a rare golden opportunity.
If it works out,
it’s worth the risk.
Risks can’t be eliminated,
but they have to be minimized.
This is the principle
of work and the organization.
Yes.
The superiors approved it.
If the superiors approve it,
that means we can do it,
but we need to know when
and how to do it.
[Harbin Train Station Shipping Warehouse]
Anyone here?
Anyone here?
Section Chief.
Unit Chief Pan.
Section Chief.
Is there anyone good among the new recruits this year?
With all due respect,
there aren’t many
good talents who are willing to work in our field
nowadays.
They’re all not smart enough.
Let me cut the queue.
Tian Xiaojiang?
Why isn’t your blood type filled in?
The doctor forgot to fill it in. I have type O.
You can’t put type O just because you say so.
I do have type O.
Let’s take a blood test.
No, doctor. No need.
My father is type O.
My mother is type O.
I’m definitely type O.
If you’re a man, then do a blood test.
Let’s do it again.
Just grit your teeth and it’ll be over.
What does this have to do with you?
What does this have to do with you?
Everyone is waiting.
I know.
I get dizzy from needles, doctor.
I’ll be quick. Just a moment.
-I really get dizzy.
-You’re a man.
I’m telling you for the last time that I’ll get dizzy.
What about Song Zhuowen?
Do you think he’s smart enough?
That’s a good question.
Aren’t we having dinner together tonight?
Take a look at him for me.
You…
I said my father has type O.
My mother has type O.
Of course I’m type O.
We can’t work with you like this.
What are you
yelling about?
The blood type is not filled out,
but he won’t let me draw his blood.
What’s your blood type?
O.
Fill it in for him. O.
Thank you, Official.
Why are you always so excited?
Anyone here?
Anyone here?
Open the door!
Open the door!
Open the door!
Open the door!
Before, you walked behind me to block the bullets for me.
Now, you have a gun.
You don’t need my help.
Those who survive disasters will have a good fortune later.
Other than me,
there’s someone else dreaming to meet you today.
Who?
They’re here.
Let me introduce him.
This is my savior, Zhuowen.
Zhuowen, here.
Jin.
Can you introduce everyone?
Have a seat.
Chief of the Intelligence Unit, Pan Yue.
You met him before.
Yes.
Liu Fei from the Chief of the Monitoring Unit,
Li from the Firearms Department,
and I’m Jin Qingyuan
from the General Affairs Section.
Zhuowen looks so handsome.
He looks like a movie star.
Seriously.
Like the movie star
Pu Ke.
I’m just a laborer who patrols the streets.
Don’t make fun of me.
Section Chief Guan.
Section Chief Guan.
Why don’t you propose a toast?
Where is Hu Bin?
Forcing Shi to testify.
Come.
Section Chief…
Do the toast in Hu Bin’s place.
No.
No matter what, you should do the first toast.
It doesn’t matter.
Hurry up. Fill up her cup.
You all eat first.
I’ll clean this up.
Here, Zhuowen.
Fill it up.
Thank you.
There.
Why didn’t you wait for me for the first cup?
Don’t give us a pre-emptive strike.
Everyone knew you were interrogating Shi.
How was it? It took you all day.
Did you get anything out of him?
Mr. Shi is tight-lipped.
I have to deal with him when I get back later.
Come on. What are you waiting for? I’m here.
Pour it up.
Unit Chief Hu,
today is Section Chief Guan’s party.
We should know
what to do.
Yes.
What’s the topic today?
Yes.
You are Section Chief Guan’s savior.
Hurry up.
Since she’s not here,
we’re all men here. Tell us.
Tell you what?
How did you save her?
What did you do afterward?
What do you mean? I don’t understand.
You’re so pretentious.
You’re even more tight-lipped than Shi.
Just tell us the truth.
Did you two…
Bin.
Kai.
Mr. Jin.
Wen!
Wen.
Let me take a look.
You’ve grown up.
I almost couldn’t recognize you.
Here.
Kai, you’re a man.
Why are you crying?
Kai.
I told you I’ll give you a surprise today.
Wen, where have you been these years?
Why didn’t you come find us?
Kai,
he’s not leaving anymore.
You’ll have plenty of time to talk.
Let’s drink and eat happily today.
Let’s eat up.
-Come on.
-Kai,
your sister is right.
We have a table full of good dishes and wine.
Don’t flavor it with tears.
Zhuowen,
you should propose a toast first.
Okay.
Then I’ll toast Unit Chief Hu first.
Sorry,
I hurt my hand.
I can’t hold a cup.
Unit Chief Hu’s hand
was injured when he went on a mission with me.
Then I’ll drink it. You don’t have to.
Okay.
I have a favor to ask.
Everyone in the Secret Service
knows that you’re skilled.
Am I right, Section Chief Guan?
I was young back then
and didn’t know the limit.
There’s a lot of empty space in the back.
I’m not afraid of embarrassing myself.
I can be your training partner.
Zhuowen,
show us how it’s done.
Come on. It’s better to be beaten to death
than be scared to death.
Hu Bin.
This is a family banquet.
Everyone’s here to drink happily.
Don’t make a scene.
I’ve never seen Section Chief
be so protective of someone before.
You’ve seen it today.
Okay, Section Chief Guan,
everyone, take your time.
Unit Chief Pan.
I’ll go back and keep Shi company.
Make way.
It’s clear.
Someone came in to steal things.
He came in from here first.
When he jumped out,
Watanabe discovered him,
so he could only kill Watanabe.
If I’m not mistaken,
his wallet was stolen too.
Section Chief Guan,
this kind of case should be handled by the Public Security Section.
The Japanese are precious.
Even the Military Police
have deployed everyone, let alone the Police Agency.
Was he crazy?
You can steal,
but don’t kill a Japanese man.
This is trouble.
Xi Shi.
What?
Cotton swab.
Pan Yue.
Look what this is.
Blood clots?
It’s ink.
Guan Xue was in Japan for four years.
The comrade in charge of background checks
only got to the East Asia Common Culture Society
before the trail went cold.
You can keep in touch with her
and try to figure out her true stance.
Have you checked here?
Yes, a bag of rice was lost.
For a bag of rice,
the murderer dared to kill a Japanese man?
I don’t think he killed him
in order to steal.
It was to save someone.
Save a woman?
Where did this woman come from?
As far as I know,
Sheriff Watanabe
didn’t interact much with all the Chinese people
of this warehouse,
but he volunteered to take this shift.
It’s obvious that he wanted to get the worker away.
Ms. Guan,
what you just smelled
was Xi Shi vanishing cream.
That’s the cheapest
vanishing cream sold in Harbin.
Watanabe
was probably waiting
for the woman who used the vanishing cream.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
You’re here.
Please come in.
You just need to fill out a form.
Please come in.
I’ve prepared it for you.
Just fill out the form.
Come on, baby.
I see you.
Stop hiding.
You won’t escape.
Watanabe was killed by her?
There was more than one person who killed Watanabe.
Watanabe’s wound is covered with ink,
but it wasn’t a one-time injury.
The first attack
damaged part of his tracheotomy,
but it was not fatal.
At most, it made it hard for Watanabe to breathe
and immobilized him.
The man who was locked in this room
was not ordinary.
It was him.
He stabbed the pen deeper
into Watanabe’s neck.
I’m guessing he knew Watanabe.
Why?
There are a few strands
of the woman’s hair in Watanabe’s fingers,
but there are
no clear markings
caused by resistance.
This means he was completely unprepared
when he was attacked the second time.
So I think the murderer was…
It’s hard to confirm if it was a badger game, like you said,
because we don’t know if the man and woman
left together.
He was a smart man.
He covered the scene with flour
to cover up all the traces.
Then he moved Watanabe’s body
to another warehouse
and made it look like a thief killed him.
In the end, he even took a bag of rice
and left through the door.
Did Sheriff Watanabe usually carry a pen?
I’ve never seen it.
If he didn’t carry a pen,
then where did he get this one?
It’s the murderer’s.
Is it fun to patrol the railway?
It’s just to make a living.
Come to the Secret Service.
I’m in charge here.
Of course,
you have to pass the entry exam.
Sure. I’ll give it a try if you say so.
Mr. Song.
You’re pretty skilled.
Most women
are defenseless against your eyes.
It’s all thanks to Ms. Guan.
Watanabe’s body isn’t completely cold yet.
Where were you
before dinner?
Mr. Hu, what do you mean?
Why are you nervous?
Can’t I ask?
You’ve been aggressive
since we met today.
You are right.
Making things up
and using lies and threats
is what I’m best at.
I’ve been classmates with Section Chief Guan
since we got trained in Japan.
You’ll never be able to catch up
to what I’ve done for her.
So, you have to be more careful in the future.
It’s not up to you whether I get into the Secret Service or not.
Go say all this dirty nonsense
in front Ms. Guan.