War of Faith (追风者)

Sir.

I don't know

when you retrieved the transaction list

because last night,

the archive where the list was stored

was already burned down by Yu Zhiying.

The one I have here

was saved from the fire.

The culprit is not

some Japanese speculator.

It's the wife of a high-ranking Treasury Department official.

She is the biggest market maker.

There's also Yu Shiqing,

Kang Shaojie,

Zhang Mingquan,

and Huang Daowu.

They worked together

to maliciously act as the opponents of the Central Bank

and earned up to 15 million silver coins.

These are all the transaction lists and records.

The evidence is all here.

These are rumors.

Sir.

Sir.

We already have solid evidence.

If we expose this report to the public,

the public will believe us.

Ruolai, what exactly do you want?

I just think it's unfair. I want justice.

Justice?

I'll give you justice after this passes.

It's chaotic enough now.

If you insist on acting alone,

the country will be the one that's harmed.

Do you understand this?

No

and I don't want to either.

You're trying to cover up a blatant mistake

to help the tyrants, sir.

I told you before

that politics

is the art of compromise.

I don't want to compromise.

They must be punished for their evil deeds.

Even if I have to risk my life,

I will fight them to the death.

Wei Ruolai,

if you insist on your own way,

don't blame me for being cruel.

From now on,

I am no longer your mentor.

Our ties

are severed.

Putting all the blame

on a Japanese speculator?

How could they think of that?

The people are the most united right now

and yet, they did this.

Chiang must be crazy for money.

A tyrannical warlord

needs money and guns.

To them, the lives of the people

are just pawns

that can be sacrifice at any time.

The most important thing now

is to send Wei Ruolai's investigation report

to the major newspapers.

I'll do it.

There are many leftist newspapers in Shanghai.

They will cooperate.

This time, we must show the people

Chiang and the Nanjing government's true natures.

Xu,

I don't dare to publish this.

Don't worry.

These records are definitely real.

The background information has been thoroughly investigated

and verified.

The people of Shanghai are suffering because of the treasury bills.

Countless families have been destroyed.

I can publish it,

but I'm afraid it'll infuriate Nanjing.

They'll shut down

the newspaper agency and even arrest journalists.

Can it be printed privately

and distributed to the public with the newspaper's circulation channels?

Xu,

this won't have enough credibility.

A privately printed paper would look like a rumor.

No one would believe it.

Is there any easier or faster way

to let the people know what Nanjing has done?

There is,

but you might take some risks.

Wei?

Why are you here?

Do you need more clothes?

Sort of.

Can we talk privately?

Come in.

Mr. Xu,

I want to ask you

to do me a favor.

No need to be so formal.

What can I do for you?

I want you to help me find a media outlet

to publish a report.

The Nanjing government and rich merchants of Shanghai

worked together to manipulate the treasury bills.

They screwed over the banks and the people,

earning 15 million silver coins.

I'm just a tailor,

not a reporter.

I remember your voice.

That night, you asked from behind me

to give the seal to Li Shengda.

You lowered your voice,

but I could still tell it's you.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Mr. Xu,

only the Communist Party can help me.

Mr. Wei,

you really got the wrong person.

Miss Shen said

she can publish the report on the newspaper.

Then why don't you go to her?

Because her identity is too special.

I can only come to you.

You are the only communist

that I know.

I'm not.

How many times have I told you?

Are you deaf?

So you're afraid, right?

Fine.

I'll figure it out myself.

I don't believe that among all the media outlets in Shanghai,

not one dares to stand up for the people.

Don't be impulsive.

This matter

is too complicated.

It's beyond the ability of a newspaper agency.

Then I'll go on the street and write a poster.

Then you will be arrested immediately

and this time,

no one can rescue you.

I know you're not afraid of death,

but even if you get killed,

you still won't be able to spread the news.

Do you think your death will be worth it?

I found a newspaper agency earlier.

The editor-in-chief didn't dare to publish it,

but he gave me an idea.

What idea?

The law doesn't punish the public.

If one newspaper agency

publishes it,

they'll be shut down.

But if everyone publishes it,

the Nanjing government won't be able to shut everyone down.

Let's hold a press conference first.

We must have hundreds of media agencies

get the news on the spot.

What if

they still won't publish it?

They will.

Reporters have their dignity.

They may be cowardly in private,

but if they continue to play dumb

about such a big news

in front of their peers,

how will they be able to work in the future?

How did he know?

He's always known.

He just never said.

He heard my voice before.

He's really good at hiding.

He's very angry.

He saw clearly the darkness and corruption

of the Kuomintang.

This country must change.

So...

I want him to join the next step of the operation.

No.

He's not a party member yet.

I told him

we'll hold a press conference,

but we fear

the news will be leaked

and the Investigation and Arrest Unit will cause trouble.

He thought about it for three minutes

and drafted a plan.

How did he come up with such a plan?

I was surprised too.

This kid

was born to be a revolutionist.

Ruolai,

are you done?

What are you printing?