You are a jinx.
We allow you to join our family? The wedding will turn into a funeral.
This is an unlucky bride.
Her parents died at the Fatal Bend at Bride's Pool when she was a little girl.
Today, the nightmare still isn't over yet.
Same place, same legend. But they aren't coincidences.
Supernatural Incident at Bride's Pool
You're packed. Why haven't you left yet?
I grew up here.
Yuk, I'm so sorry.
I was a child bride myself. How would I not understand the misery?
I was selfish.
For my son's sake, I turned a blind eye to the torture you suffered.
I allowed Kin-fung and his mom to make you marry him out of gratitude.
You aren't a jinx. You're a poor girl.
Grandma, I thought you hated me so that you didn't allow me to marry Kin-fung.
I didn't know you actually shared my feelings.
You didn't want me to suffer like you did. I promise you I will live my life well.
You're so kind to me. But in the end I still decide to leave. I'm sorry.
You will move out on your own.
Be careful in everything you do. Go live the life you want.
Big Yuk.
Mentor.
Wow, how come you're here?
You think it's a date with her only?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Hi.
To thank both of you I'm buying this meal.
I'll go ahead then.
It's said that the lobster sashimi here is very nice. Oh, oysters.
Hey, you risk your life when she's paying? You eat so much raw food. You'll get sick.
Come on. Dr. Poon has done a lot for me.
Right, she's done a lot.
Mentor, you too. You wanted to deliver me from the misery.
You resorted to lousy tricks to make me call off the wedding.
What lousy tricks?
Pretend to tell me you love me. Only you can figure out something so lame.
I really wouldn't believe you.
That's her lousy idea. Right?
That's your idea, Dr. Poon?
Oh... Yes. It's my idea. I'm lousy. Can I order the raw food now?
Sure. Go ahead.
Okay.
Besides, this is a farewell lunch. The company will send me to England.
What?
So many things have happened. It's good that you stay away for some time.
Right.
When will you come back?
I don't know yet.
I wish you every success in England then.
Thank you.
I wish you great success, too.
Thank you, mentor.
Excuse me.
Yes?
Can you prepare two parking coupons for us later?
Sure. Allow me a moment.
Okay.
You drive?
Yes. You lectured me.
Besides, I need to drive when I get to England.
I'm a big girl already. I need to be independent.
I can't rely on you running me around.
Good. You don't need to give her a ride. Give me a ride then. Thank you.
Topaz said you don't need to give her a ride today.
But she won't be able to drive on the day she flies to England.
You offer to run her to the airport.
It's a long way there. You two can talk about anything then.
Who needs your lousy ideas?
I said there are two different versions of the tale about the Bride's Pool.
But in my heart, there's actually a third version of it.
The third version goes that one of the sedan chair bearers...
...loved the girl very much.
To stop her from marrying someone else...
... he staged an accident to make everyone think she drowned.
Then he goes to a faraway place with the girl.
Sedan chair bearer grabs the bride. The story is of course romantic.
The couple goes to a faraway place. But they have to live a poor life.
The bearer can't afford to maintain the bride.
The bride then complains that he's useless. In the end they hate each other.
The bride doesn't mind the bearer being a bearer.
If the bearer minds it so much, don't be a bearer then.
He should work hard to add value to himself and make changes.
I'm driving. Leave me alone, Okay?
I really didn't mark it wrong.
Good morning.
Are you sure?
Good morning.
Dr. Poon.
What do you mean mark it wrong?
In this year's Non-jupas written test, someone has scored a hundred marks.
Your student-to-be. There's no interview this year.
The three persons with the highest marks will get an offer.
Who's that?
It's him.
I'm here to hand in the application form.
Okay. Wait for the offer letter. Don't worry. You will get admitted for sure.
You said even the bearer must upgrade himself.
Hey.
What?
Did you cheat in the written test?
Do I need to cheat?
Come on. The guy has disappeared for so long already.
Don't be so lazy. Set the test paper again.
What?
The test paper was set by my dad.
You're Mr. Fu's...
Didn't you notice that?
My last name's Fu.
Fu Chi-pok.
Yes?
Why did you choose folklore studies? Are you interested in it?
You're over-thinking it. I've applied for all the courses.
None gives me an offer except this one.
What time is it now?
Wow...
How come no one tells me what time it is now?
It's exactly midnight now.
Ah...
University Campus Inexplicable Incidents.
You're late first day of school.
This will harm your image of a beautiful professor.
Mr. Fu, you came later than the professor the first day of school.
Being a mature student doesn't give you the right to waste taxpayers' money.
You keep nagging me so early in the morning like an old woman.
Your attitude will score zero mark for you.
Huh!
I don't mind it that you pretend to work hard in order to woo girls.
But I won't allow you to pass so easily.
What can you do about it if I manage to get a pass in attendance?
If you're more than 15 minutes late, I'll deem you absent.
Hey, there's something.
Ah...
The body's bloated. Can't tell who she was. She must have died long ago.
Triple nine, a body's found in Hong Kong International University's lotus pond.
The university canteen's Spaghetti Bolognese is really rich.
Hey, you want the Borscht? Don't waste it.
Wipe your mouth.
Spaghetti Bolognese and Borscht. It's like blood.
Isn't it bad enough seeing that floater just now?
You know what's the most venomous in the world? Me. I don't have soup at home.
I work breaking news. I'm immune to all poisons.
I take photos of all sorts of cadavers. I can't eat then?
I really can't eat if there's no minced pork.
Right. I must hand in the article now.
Tell me the story of the lotus pond quickly. I'll start recording.
I heard someone say it only.
It's said that a professor...
...and a female student had started an improper love affair.
They agreed to meet at midnight by the lotus pond. Then they would elope.
The girl went there on time. But the man didn't show up at all.
The girl was so sad that she threw herself into the pond to kill herself.
She then turned into a ghost.
Since then, she would appear at the lotus pond every night at midnight.
Then she would ask...
"What time is it now?".
When someone without knowledge of the story answers the question...
"It's midnight now". Ah...
She will pull him into the pond to drown him.
So you mustn't tell her what time it is. You mustn't even show her your watch.
Such a suicide case hasn't much news worthiness.
It's lucky that there's a ghost story to boost it.
Hello, Brother Tong. Yes.
You told me a girl came back from abroad last month...
...and said on Facebook that she wanted to kill herself.
Then she went missing. I've compared the info. She's the floater.
Right. It's a trivial case. Can't make it sensational.
Give her a small space then, okay? We'll talk when I come in. Bye.
It's a life after all. Will you show some compassion please?
So shooting photos is more important than a life?
No feelings for the news that can't be sold for good money?
So a person's value while alive will be totally obliterated once she's dead?
She isn't even entitled to be remembered?
You're being ignorant.
I got several cases a week when there's the suicide trend.
I'll go to the news agency now.
Hey, Professor Fu's memorial service will be held later.
So?
You aren't going?
So?
Fu Chi-pok, he's your father.
He's gone missing for seven years. No one knows if he's dead or alive.
I'm his student. I want to do something for him.
You? You're his son. You don't care at all?
Hello. Speaking. What?
Senior members, colleagues, and students.
In my capacity as the department head of the Department of Folklore...
...I announce in grief and reluctance...
...that Professor Fu Tung-ming's memorial service will now begin.
Professor Fu dedicated himself to...
...the study of customs and cultural history in Hong Kong.
He's renowned in this academic field.
Seven years ago, Professor Fu went on a field trip.
He's never come back.
We've exhausted all means to find him but to no avail.
According to the law in Hong Kong, the court has declared him dead...
... in accordance with the set procedure after he's gone missing for seven years.
Through this memorial service...
...we will remember Professor Fu's contribution while he was alive.
Law Wu-ho, Visiting Associate Professor of the Department of Folklore.
Think of how much he's given, express how much we miss him.
It's your turn when daddy's finished.
Thank you.
This is the memorial service...
...for my most respected teacher Professor Fu Tung-ming.
I shouldn't have come late.
But I think it's absolutely worth the while...
...for the sake of this set of weekly bulletins of the sixties.
Professor Fu often said things in Hong Kong vanished too quickly.
This is true for the local culture and the traditional customs in particular.
If we fail to keep them, they'll be gone completely sooner or later.
Those who are ignorant of this will think they're trash.
It's a waste of room keeping them.
But those who know their value will glean from them people's lives back then...
... so as to construct a different but real Hong Kong.
I'm of the view that Professor Fu has made...
...very important contributions to Hong Kong's cultural history.
He's dedicated to the study of minor and trivial occurrences.
He's got so much credit...
...in the metamorphosis of the entire School of Humanities.
Professor Fu Tung-ming 1957-2011.
Sis Lai, you complimented Professor Fu this way.
Aren't you afraid of crossing other people?
I stated the facts only.
It's better than someone who doesn't care at all...
... though his father has gone missing for seven years.
Sis Lai, behind you. Law Wu-ho is coming over.
It's been a long time.
When did you come back?
Over two months ago.
Dr. Koo invited me to work as an associate professor for a semester.
You came back with your wife.
Yes. She flew from Germany last week.
The two of them were...?
Don't tell anyone or I'll beat you up.
Hey, a floater was found in the lotus pond this morning.
Have you ever heard about...
...someone trying to jump into it to kill herself a long time ago?
I heard the seniors talk about that.
Emily, have you ever heard about anyone committing suicide at the lotus pond?
There are many weird things in the university.
The stories become so dramatic when told many times.
But this case is true.
Who committed suicide? Don't hold it back.
Many people know that. But it isn't surprising you have no clues.
What? I'm in Year One. So I don't know.
You're in Year Four. So are you. How is it possible that you don't know?
Must I know that?
Chi, please tell me who committed suicide there.
I promise I won't tell anyone. Do I know that guy?
You do. That person is your older sis, Poon Doh-lai.
What?
Really? I didn't know that.
Dr. Poon jumped into the lotus pond...
...to kill herself for the sake of that man just now? Was she ditched?
I don't know. My older sis didn't tell me anything.
I can't believe that guy Law Wu-ho's so cheap despite a decent look.
I didn't ditch her.
Then tell us why she committed suicide?
Anyway I got nothing to do with that.
Are you guys done gossiping? Want to carry on?
Professor Fu Tung-ming 1957-2011.
Hello, I asked before who sold the weekly bulletins?
His last name's Fu? A reporter? He got many more?
You're so kind. Now you're a stringer. You still shoot photos for me.
I worked breaking news before. Sometimes there wasn't a case for days.
Now there's a floater right in front of me. Of course, I shot photos.
Pok, I know you're aggressive.
Study hard to earn a degree. I'll reserve a senior post for you.
Don't play me please, Brother Tong.
You know my temperament. It's okay so long as I can graduate.
You go back to school at such an age. What story can you write?
I got it. Write a story about unexplainable incidents at school.
You don't need to run around then.
Recycling agent calling.
Shoot.
Mr. Fu, I've found a buyer for your old books and things.
But she wants to go to your place to view them directly.
Okay. Send her there.
It's you? Come in. Feel free to inspect.
Pick whatever you like and take it. Price is negotiable.
Do you know all the things here were collected by Professor Fu one by one...
...going to different places in Hong Kong?
Whatever.
What do you mean 'whatever'?
Just name a price. I'm quite easy-going.
I only want to clear this place. Then I'll sell the flat.
Those are your father's babies.
Will you show a better attitude when dealing with them?
It's like you hate them so much that you want to throw them in the landfill.
Honestly, I don't want to deal with them at all.
You're doing folklore studies now. You're even Professor Fu Tung-ming's son.
You treat his collection like trash?
There are official records for proper history.
But these priceless things carry with them people's memories of a grand time.
Only folklorists will keep them.
You sound so devoted and enthusiastic. He and I are related by DNA only.
He treated all these things like treasures. I want to throw up when I see them.
Are you biased against your father?
All of us respect him so much. He treated me like a daughter.
He never treated me like a son.
When I was in Form One...
...he suddenly quit his job in a secondary school.
He wanted to go to Germany for his PhD study in folklore.
He left for years. Mom waited for his return every day.
She was so sad that she died of acute illness when I was in Form Four.
She had never enjoyed life at all. She only longed for her husband's return.
What's the big deal getting a PhD degree?
So high-sounding pursuing knowledge?
Did he ever consider the feelings of his family members?
You want me to respect him?
Fine. He treated you like a daughter, right?
He left you this bunch of keys.
I don't want anything here. I'll give all of them to you.
When you're done, give me back the keys.
Dr. Law, package for you again. How come there are so many?
Thank you.
I wasn’t in Hong Kong for the past two years.
I stored my research materials in my sister-in-law's company.
My wife has packed and sent them to my office.
You have a problem with that?
Thank you so much. It's almost done. Thank you.
Can't believe so many people are moving things around.
How are you? Can you manage?
Is everything okay?
Everything's fine.
How's the preparation for tonight's orientation?
Oh, I've forgotten something.
I'll go buy some nylon ropes and oxtail soup.
Hey, you guys need a hand?
Sure.
Easy...
Honey, can you go to the canteen to buy me an iced lemon tea please?
Okay.
Oh, I've left something in the carpark. I'll go with you to get it.
Okay.
SSW
Okay.
This box.
Careful.
Sis Lai, Dr. Law's headed by his wife.
Mind your own business.
Carrying this in?
Yes.
What are in the boxes?
These are Professor Fu's files and books.
His son said there wasn't room for them at home.
So Dr. Poon took them here.
Let me help you take them in.
Sis Lai, I'll go get the others things for you.
Okay.
Thank you so much, Dr. Koo.
No problem. I'm actually helping my daughter.
Thank you, daddy. I'm out of here.
Oh, Dr. Poon.
Yes?
Is the rundown of the orientation night this evening the same as in the past?
It's more or less the same every year.
Actually, I can help.
I think you will find those student activities boring.
Just pose as a ghost for fun. I love fun.
Okay. You're welcome if you don't mind that.
Count me in then.
Okay.
Hello, freshmen.
I'm Folklore Society's chairman Wong Nga-chi.
Please call me Chi or Suzie.
Dr. Poon is the advisor to our activity this time.
You in the mood to join us for fun?
Of course. He's writing a story for the news agency...
...about the unexplainable incidents on campus.
So you're here for info.
Ditto.
Tonight's itinerary is really marvelous.
We mainly follow the society's tradition for years...
... and go to all the inexplicable spots on-campus.
This is our first stop.
At first there's a vice-chairman in charge of leading the way tonight.
Her name's Sze. But we found her body floating here two days ago.
Wow...
What's the story here?
This is the 'bridge of sighs'.
It's said that a female student failed in the final exam.
She begged the professor to give her some extra marks. She failed in the end.
She couldn't accept it. She jumped off the bridge.
Her neck was cut by the window. Her head was severed from her body.
It's so horrible.
The police found the girl's body, but her head was gone missing.
When you pass by the 'bridge of sighs' at night...
...don't look up or you might see the thing the police have failed to find all along.
The head.
Wow.
You're so scared that you fled? This is a trick only.
You still pretend? Come on out.
Look, our tutor has been hiding beneath the table all along.
She uses a mirror to cover it. This is such a stale trick.
How about this place?
In the past there was a watchman here. He was faithful in his duties.
He patrolled the place every night and counted all the keys.
One day, he found a very important key missing.
He beat himself up hard. He couldn't find it though he tried hard.
In the end he killed himself.
Shortly after he had died...
...people still saw him patrolling the place discharging his duties.
He said the same thing to everyone who saw him...
Uh.
Wow.
You're a man. Do you need to flee?
Did anyone see my key? Did you see it?
Is it this bunch?
I want this one only. Thank you.
You two are so good at acting. Everyone's scared to death.
Just for fun. Your keys.
Thank you.
Guys, have fun.
You're really serious hiring an extra.
The old key holder just now is...
...our department head Professor Koo Tsoi-yung.
Department head...
... Academic Building Male/Female Dorm.
This is the legendary time tunnel.
It's said that if you pass by here after 10 pm.
And someone taps on your shoulder or calls your name...
...don't turn about or you will see someone that looks exactly like you.
What's the matter? Whoa...
Are you done playing?
What? Think I'm scared? I'm pretending only. Let's go.
Ah...
Dr. Poon, I feel unwell.
You guys go ahead. I need to use the bathroom.
This is the oxtail soup male student dorm.
There was a pair of student lovers before.
The boy lived in this dorm. The girl lived upstairs.
When the visiting hours for the opposite sex were over...
...the lovers would stay in their respective rooms to study.
The girl lowered a pot of oxtail soup...
...through the window to the boy's room every night.
One day the boy got a pot of oxtail soup as usual and drank it.
He then went upstairs on the following day to see the girl.
But she'd been dead for several days already.
Wow...
Go away.
Is the soup ready? It's 1:20 a.m. already. It's so late. I'm leaving.
Wait.
Can I go pee then? Anyone want to pee?
I'm going, too.
Me, too.
Wait for me.
Did Chi really go to the bathroom?
I really don't know. She's capricious. She drives me so mad.
Well? We've waited half an hour already.
There's enough time for preparing the soup...
...drinking it, washing the bowl and drying it.
I don't want to play anymore. I'm out of here.
There it is.
Oxtail soup.
Everyone will get a share. Be patient. Wow, it's still hot. Okay. Ready?
Come on.
A toast to our ghost trip.
Cheers.
We've finished the oxtail soup.
Let me go upstairs to meet the female ghost.
Get it done quickly and go home for sleep.
Still pretending? Hey, you still pretending?
She's dead?
Chi!
Don't come in.
Ah...
Help!
[Police Line - Do Not Cross]
Here's the crime scene. 7 a.m. now. Nothing suspicious outside.
I'm a cop.
Nothing suspicious inside.
This is the oxtail soup female student dorm in the story, right?
Found anything weird?
Ligature marks found at the deceased's neck.
Looks like murder. But we need the forensic pathologist.
I'm not asking about that.
Did you hear any strange sounds like a woman sobbing or moaning?
Did you? Did you?
No.
Did you feel a chill at you back giving you goose bumps? Any?
No.
This place is haunted. There's nothing.
So only psychics can see supernatural things?
I get it. It's because there are too many cops here.
Which department are you from?
Crime Unit.
Crime Unit. Do you mind showing us your warrant card?
I don't look like a cop?
Don't get it wrong. There are too many people.
It's easier to identify by warrant cards.
Don't get what wrong?
Show your warrant card quickly.
Otherwise who can tell you're a cop, Yik Sir?
Crime Unit Senior Inspector Yik Ming-yin.
Sorry, sir.
Fine. Never mind.
You show up here? Want to enroll in an interest class?
I'm one of the witnesses in this case.
You're the first person that found the deceased person.
You found the body when you entered the room.
What time was it approximately?
Hmm...1:35 a.m.
You're so sure?
Orientation night ran late. I wanted to leave long ago.
So I checked the time all along.
That means the female student was still alive at 1:30 a.m.
The killer killed her in five minutes.
Anyone still in the dorm during the time period I mentioned just now?
The dorm was still under renovation. No one had moved in yet.
The CCTV outside recorded their group only.
It's usual practice to scare the freshmen on orientation night.
Chi planned to sneak into the female dorm and...
...lower the oxtail soup to scare everyone.
About 1 a.m. she left the male dorm's ground floor.
Then there's a delay of over twenty minutes than what was planned.
She lowered the oxtail soup around 1:30 a.m.
After we had finished drinking it...
...we went upstairs immediately to look for her.
Actually there's another way for entering the dorm other than from the outside.
Going to the dorm from the academic building through the time tunnel.
Right. You need to tap your card entering or exiting the academic building.
You guys can check the records.
Okay.
Going from the academic building to the dorm to kill.
This is the only possibility.
No, there's another possibility.
What is it?
There's really a ghost in the dorm.
Why give me such a response? We must stay open-minded.
I can accept it no matter how ridiculous the deduction may be.
Sir.
What's the matter?
All of us here may say there's a ghost. But you can't as you're a cop.
It's because many times the culprit will turn the crime into a ghost story...
... to deceive the police and weaken their determination to break the case.
Then he can go scot-free.
You do have a point. I buy it.
New
You didn't sleep late, Sis Lai? You stayed up all last night.
I can't fall asleep again after waking up.
Actually you aren't liable for Chi's death. Don't be so harsh to yourself.
Do you know what I feel most pissed about?
Someone used Department of Folklore's orientation night to kill.
What are you going to do?
I want justice served for Chi.
I, Poon Doh-lai, swear I will prove that the female oxtail soup ghost is innocent.
Yik Sir, don't hang up on me anymore.
If you still refuse to see me, I will keep calling and calling.
Dr. Poon, you want to see me so desperately.
Let's meet face to face then. How hard could that be?
I'll send the time and venue to your phone. Bye. Hey, don't call again, please.
Thank you.
Are you going to tell me?
I'll tell you after I've eaten.
How can I eat if you won't tell me?
How will I tell you if I don't eat?
I'll eat after you've told me.
I'll tell you when I've finished eating.
Yik Sir.
He's here? She's here?
Both of you want info only.
It's better I say this once than several times. Sit down.
Yik Sir, you and I have worked like a team all along.
We know each other's bottom line.
Now you asked her to come. We have to hold back our conversation.
How will we feel good then?
Look, you want to write a story.
Dr. Poon wants to find out who killed her student.
Is there any conflict between the two?
No.
No, eh? I'm nice to you.
I must be fair to everyone because I'm a gentleman.
Please get back to the subject, Yik Sir.
According to the coroner...
... the time of death was between 1 a.m. to 2 a.m.
I've checked CCTV and the card-tapping records.
Many people stayed in the academic building after 1 a.m....
... because different societies had 0-nights last night.
But all the students had left already by 1:30 a.m.
Something's off.
Three teaching staff were still in the academic building.
I tidied up my office last night until pretty late.
I left around 1:15 a.m.
My husband and I were tidying up the office.
When we left, it's about 1:15 a.m.
I worked on documents in my office till 2 a.m.
I saw a patrol car once I got outside. Then I learned about the case.
I've checked the CCTV and card-tapping records.
It tallies with what they told me.
Chi lowered the oxtail soup at 1:30 a.m.
Law Wu-ho and his wife left the academic building before 1:15 a.m.
They have an alibi.
In other words, the only person...
...staying behind in the academic building was Dr. Koo.
Emily?
Dr. Poon, I've left the report's materials in your office.
Can you lend me your key for IU?
I'm sorry, Doctor Poon, for the trouble so late at night.
I must finish the report quickly.
It's okay. I'm carrying the key.
I'll return it to you tomorrow.
I'll go with you.
What?
I've left something behind, too.
Okay.
Hong Kong International University, please.
I need to get some letters for my daddy later.
Okay.
I'm sorry, Dr. Poon. I think this is your key.
Never mind. Try it to find out.
Okay.
Bingo.
We can go.
Didn't you say you had to get some letters for Dr. Koo?
Oh, yes.
How come?
You can't open it.
The key you knocked off just now isn't for my office.
It isn't for Dr. Koo's office either. It's for Professor Fu's office back then.
Don't you remember the office I use now belonged to Professor Fu back then?
Fu Chi-pok gave me Professor Fu's key.
I found out by chance that the cuts on its blade are different from mine.
The lock of the office hasn't been changed. How come they are different then?
So I realized the key I got didn't belong to me.
You were so desperate asking me to lend you my key.
It reminded me when it got swapped.
After Dr. Koo had posed as the old key holder, we swapped our keys.
So it's impossible that he could enter his office after we had met.
It's all the more impossible that he was tidying up things in it till 2 a.m....
... as he claimed in his statement.
That's the reason why you tried to swap the keys with me surreptitiously.
It's for covering up your daddy's lie to the police.
This key belongs to Dr. Koo. I haven't taken it out at all.
If it could open this office, it will prove my conjecture's correct.
Mr. Koo Tsoi-yung, last time you said when the murder happened...
... you were working on some documents in your office the whole night.
Back then you didn't have the key to your office.
How did you get in there to work?
I don't know why. I could open the door last night.
But after I had given a statement to the police that following day...
...I couldn't open it when I got back.
But I could open the door to Dr. Poon's office.
Dr. Koo, do you know it's a serious offence giving a false statement?
I didn't lie.
How come the key's different then?
I don't know.
Perhaps someone tried to set me up. It's swapped subsequently.
Or perhaps I had posed as the old key holder. So I got played by him.
Emily, you really don't know where Dr. Koo went that night?
I don't. But I'm sure he has nothing to do with Chi's death.
Thank you so much.
No problem. We'll contact you if necessary.
Okay. I will discharge my duties as a good citizen.
Wow... there's blood.
Dr. Koo, the package is for you.
Seriously?
From Suzie Wong.
The deceased person Wong Nga-chi was called Suzie.
Get me a cutter.
The ghost of the lotus pond won't go away. Remember she died for you.
Got it. Thanks, Yik Sir.
Yik Sir said the blood on the letter in the parcel...
... matches Wong Nga-chi's blood type.
Chi blackmailed Dr. Koo.
That means there were personal grudges between them.
So Dr. Koo had a motive to kill?
But he said firmly that there's no enmity between them.
He even yelled at the cops and said he's the victim in the case.
He's being intimidated. Why interrogate him like an offender.
Hello, Brother Tong. I have something.
The female deceased person had intimidated the liar professor.
There were personal grudges.
Hey, what are you doing?
Are you done? Do you know what personal grudges are?
Do you know anything about the ghost at the lotus pond?
Lotus pond... the body we found could be the ghost at the lotus pond.
Come in.
Sis Lai.
Oh... MiMi.
Yes?
Was the girl found dead in the lotus pond your classmate?
You two knew each other, right?
Yes. She's Lau Wing-sze.
She went abroad as an exchange student before.
I think she'd been back for about half a year. But we weren't good friends.
Have a seat. Was she Chi's good friend then?
Oh, they were very good friends.
The ghost of the lotus pond won't go away. Remember she died for you.
I think the story of the lotus pond is about...
... a love affair between a teacher and a student.
Did Sze kill herself for love? Her lover was... Dr. Koo?
So sensational?
You said earlier she'd said on Facebook that she wanted to kill herself.
What did she write there?
Something about killing herself for love, like.
I can access her Facebook page.
Hey, I'd rather die if I didn't have you.
So there's a love affair between Sze and Dr. Koo.
He ditched Sze. She killed herself for love.
Then Chi intimidated Dr. Koo for Sze's sake.
So Dr. Koo killed Chi to shut her up.
My daddy wouldn't kill anyone. I'm sure he didn't.
Hey, we're playing the game of guessing who the killer is.
We're joking only.
My daddy might have given the police a false statement.
But he wouldn't fall in love with Sze for sure.
He loves mom and me so much. He won't do anything to hurt us.
Did he tell you where he had gone that night as he wasn't in his office?
He didn't tell me. I really wanted so much to help him.
But I didn't know how.
Dr. Poon, why don't you help me help my daddy?
You solved the mystery of the ghost pulling people's legs in the Bride's Pool.
You too, Fu Chi-pok. You helped in that case, too.
What?
Please believe me. My daddy's innocent. He got set up.
You two must prove his innocence.
Okay. I will help you.