01x03 - Episode 3

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This way, please.

I haven't been to anywhere so lively in ages.

Me neither.

Same here.

It's been a while since

I've had such a good meal.

Here's a toast to you, Dr Cheng.

Professor Cheng.

I will need all the help I can get from you

for our Dream Raider Task Force to take off.

Oh, right.

I just remember I have a call to make.

Don't forget to foot the bill.

Happy birthday!

You didn't have to do this.

You know I don't celebrate my birthday.

Humour me, OK?

This could be the last time

I get to celebrate your birthday.

Make a wish.

I wish for you to get well soon.

That's not going to come true.

Make another wish.

I wish for you to be safe.

No, no wishes about me.

Make another wish.

I can't think of anything else.

All right then. Blow out the candle.

Let's have some cake.

Welcome.

I love you.

Feifei, I love you too.

Everybody, freeze!

Or you'll all go down with me!

—Sir... please calm down. —Call Feifei!

I want her here in 30 minutes

or I'm blowing this place up!

All right... I'll call her right away.

Do it now!



There's an armed hostage situation

at Feifei's Restaurant on 68 Datong Road.

Anya, look at the sloppy wiring.

I bet he learnt to do it online.

It does look pretty crude.

I can hear you!

How is this sloppy? Tell me!

Calm down, mister.

It's my birthday today.

Why don't you join us for some cake?

Are you nuts?

Oh, we have a guest?

Sit down!

Hey, are you Feifei's fan too?

That makes the two of us.

She's going to be here in 30 minutes.

Have some cake while you wait.

I'm not her fan. I'm her boyfriend!

Oh my god!

You're her boyfriend? Even better.

—May I ask her for a photo? —Sit down!

—All right... I'll sit. —Sit down...

Police.

Take off your vest. Hands behind your head

and get on the ground. Do it!

—No! —You don't want to try me.

—We'll die together. —Fine, do it!

Dad.

Hey.

If you die, that's it. Everything's over.

Are you really Feifei's boyfriend?

Of course! I'm her swimming coach.

She could hardly take her eyes off my six-pack

every time I'm over at her place

for swimming lessons.

We even made wild love by her poolside.

You're a banker, aren't you?

How could you possibly be her swimming coach?

If you really love her

why would you want to blow up her restaurant?

I do love her.

I've been to her house and her office

but she has been dodging me.

Why?

Why doesn't anyone believe I'm her boyfriend?

The proof is right here in my head!

—Memories don't lie! —Calm down.

That's not necessarily true.

Memories can be deceptive.

Captain, Li Xiao, Cheng Tianli and Cheng Anya

are all in there.

If we drag this out, people might die.

The SWAT team is in charge here.

All other units are to retreat 20m.

Got it. Let's go.

Hey...

sn*per, get in position.

The rest of you, follow me.

I can help you.

No one can help me!

We really can help you.

My dad specialises in neural engineering.

He invented a dream raiding machine

that allows him to enter your mind.

He can vouch for what's in your head.

You mean you can prove to everyone

that she loves me?

I can tell everyone what I see.

sn*per, get in position.

You have permission to sh**t

if the target makes a move.

Copy. I have the target in sight.

Hey. There's a sn*per behind me

with his r*fle trained on you. Don't look.

He can't sh**t yet, I'm in the line of fire.

So take off your vest now. Come on.

—You really can help me? —Yes.

Take it off now.

[Don't sh**t!]

What are you doing?

Come here!

Why did you sh**t?

Why did you sh**t?

In the latest news, singer Feifei has responded

to media enquiries on the suicide bombing

in her restaurant this afternoon.

Here's the live footage from our correspondent.

I don't know him.

Actually, Pang Gengsheng has been

stalking me at home and at work.

He's been harassing me online too.

I didn't make it public

because I didn't want my fans to worry.

I have good news and bad news.

The good news is, Pang Gengsheng survived

but he's in a coma.

The bad news is he allegedly embezzled

US$1 million from the bank where he worked.

We've been ordered to conduct a dream raid.

That nutcase is such a pain in the neck.

He's not crazy.

You were there at Feifei's Restaurant an hour ago.

You heard him claiming to be Feifei's boyfriend.

Think about it. He said he was ripped

when he's obviously out of shape.

He claimed to be Feifei's swimming coach

when he actually works at a bank.

His delusions are fragmented.

Erotomania is characterised by

elaborate delusions that are grounded in reality

for them to feel real to the patient.

What Pang Gengsheng has isn't erotomania.

Are you saying someone messed with his mind?

After the two cases we've been through

I think it's a strong possibility.

Mr Zhang, you're Pang Gengsheng's colleague.

Why do you think he committed the crime?

I warned him about the pool... I mean...

He was delusional

and he refused to listen to me

when I told him those thoughts weren't real.

Pangpang!

Pangpang, you have to hang in there.

Zhang Dewei?

His left brain is too damaged

to generate nerve impulses

strong enough for the machine to read.

We might not be able to connect to his mind.

A double connection would amplify the reading.

What does that mean?

My dad and I will both connect to

Pang Gengsheng's mind.

What if that bloodthirsty woman in red

shows up again?

I can enter his dreamscape alone.

His vital signs are stable.

We can look out for each other

if we enter his dreamscape together.

We can be in and out in ten minutes.

All right, ten minutes it is.

Let's do this.

Get ready.

Dream Raiding Programme initiated.

This way, please.

I don't think they can see us.

I don't see our reflection in the mirror.

This is really strange.

What's going on?

Has this ever happened in your dream raids?

No.

It started a few days ago.

When did you find out about the cancer?

I got into a fender bender back in the US

and had a mild concussion.

I did a cranial CT scan

and that was how I found out.

Surgery, radiotherapy and targeted therapy

would only give me another six months at most.

I want my consciousness to survive death.

That's why I'm studying noetic science.

The answer you're looking for

could very well be behind that gate.

What gate?

I saw it in a dreamscape once with Li'an.

I think the Abyss of Consciousness

is behind that gate.

There really is an Abyss of Consciousness?

I thought that was just Uncle Mo's hypothesis.

I remember him saying that

it was a repository of human consciousness.

Mo Qifeng spent many years looking for it

to no avail.

If there really is an Abyss of Consciousness

maybe my consciousness can live on

even after my body dies.

I'm not sure.

Harder!

Harder!

Harder!

All right... stop looking.

I'm not a kid anymore.

Stop looking!

There's one thing I know for sure.

We're not going to find any proof

of his embezzlement in here.

—Why not? —Because this isn't a dream.

Stop looking.

Let's go.

So you were at Feifei's place

and you saw Pang Gengsheng having sex with her

but you're saying that wasn't a dream?

What was it then?

A memory.

Neither Feifei nor Pang Gengsheng could see us.

We couldn't see ourselves in the mirror either.

Dreamscapes are usually interactive

but we were unseen observers

in Pang Gengsheng's mind.

But I'm sure Pang Gengsheng

has never been a swimming coach

or been inside Feifei's house.

Why would he have that memory?

I didn't say it's his memory.

Someone transplanted that memory into his head.

But how?

I don't know the exact method they used

but whatever it is

it's obviously still at its infancy.

The technique is so crude

it messed up Pang Gengsheng's mind.

It made him believe that

he was really Feifei's boyfriend.

If memories can be transplanted

perhaps consciousness can also be transferred

out of a dying brain to elsewhere.

And create Frankenstein's monster in the process?

Don't be so quick to discount such technology.

It's an opportunity.

An opportunity for what?

We must find out who did the memory transplant.

Wait, we should be finding out

whom this memory belongs to.

—Feifei's real boyfriend. Let's go. —Wait.

I'm tired. I'll stay behind.

All right. But you better stay put

or you're going right back to prison.

I'm not going anywhere.

Let's go.

Feifei is certainly living it up.

Beachfront properties aren't cheap.

Do you live by the seaside in California?

I won't be here for long.

You're going back to the US?

Please take care of my dad when I'm gone.

OK.

Hello, I'm Detective Li Xiao.

I've spoken to Feifei's manager.

Please come in.

—Is this the mirror you saw? —Yes.

Ms Feifei.

Thank you for taking the time to see us.

We're here to investigate

the hostage incident at your restaurant.

You're a cop. What about her?

I'm Cheng Anya from the task force.

—I'm the researcher. —The lead researcher.

Yes.

How long have you been dating?

—What? —We're not dating.

You certainly give off that vibe

standing next to each other.

Is this a good time?

Have a seat. Go on.

Dr Cheng is my colleague.

We're a police task force

that specialises in these types of cases.

I think office romances are great.

Ms Feifei, we're really not an item.

My boyfriend's in the US.

We have a few questions for you.

Do you know Pang Gengsheng?

It's never too late to plan for retirement.

I'm honoured that you asked for me.

Here, this way, please.

Please take a seat, Mr Cheng.

Mr Cheng, please fill out this questionnaire

so that I can draft out a financial plan

catered to your needs. Here.

You were Feifei's swimming coach, weren't you?

She told you to go harder, didn't she?

No...

Pang Gengsheng embezzled

US$1 million from this bank.

I bet you stole even more.

I don't know him, but he kept harassing me.

Why would he remember having sex with you?

How would I know?

There are plenty of such lurid stories online.

Some with explicit descriptions of my body.

What can I say?

These perverts have a fertile imagination.

But he has a clear memory of

having sex with you right there

on a deck chair by the pool.

Surely you remember that.

He insisted he was your swimming coach.

Are you sure you don't know him?

Li Xiao, why don't you take a walk around

and see if you can find any clues?

Take a walk around?

May I use your washroom?

You know how insensitive men can be.

Exactly! I know he's a cop

but surely he should have more tact

than to demand to know whom I've slept with.

You said your boyfriend's in the US.

What are you doing in Taiwan then?

I'm helping him with his cases.

I see.

He is kind of hot.

You have a thing for him?

We're really just colleagues.

That's impossible!

The bank is missing US$2 million

and I authorised the transaction?

Numbers don't lie.

I'd never do something like that.

When you agreed to the memory transplant

didn't you stop to think

what else they could transplant into your mind?

You mean they made me embezzle the money?

And then they wiped that memory from your mind.

Tell me. Who are they?

Does anything he said ring a bell?

The man he was talking about is Lin Ziqiang.

He was my personal trainer and swimming coach.

We suspect Pang Gengsheng

had Lin Ziqiang's memory

transplanted into his own head.

That's why he believes he's your boyfriend.

So you're saying

a complete stranger can know

how it's like to sleep with me?

I'm not sure how much of it he experiences.

So there could be a bunch of men out there

who had the same memory transplant

and know how it's like to sleep with me?

You must be feeling violated.

Not at all.

What a thrill!

Can I get the memory transplant too?

I'm dying to know

what it's like to sleep with myself.

We have to find Lin Ziqiang first.

I haven't seen him in ages.

Do you know how to reach him?

My housekeeper does.

I wanted to set up another lesson with him

but I haven't seen him around.

If you do find him

can you pass a message for me?

Just tell him...

I miss him.

—Thank you. —Bye.

How did you get her to talk?

It's a girl thing.

Your dad's behaving himself and staying put.

Can you get him a better place to stay?

We're short on budget.

Besides, he agreed to stay in his laboratory.

Next to the prison

that's where he spent most of his time.

It just feels like he was relocated

from one prison to another.

But now you can see him anytime you want to.

Wait.

Oh crap, there's somewhere I have to be.

Xiaoke!

Xiaoke, sorry I'm late. Here you go.



You made me wait for an hour!

—I'm going to penalise you. —I'm sorry...

I was in the middle of a case.

Have a drink.

Is this your daughter?

Yes, this is Xiaoke. She's Ms Cheng.

Hello, Xiaoke. I'm Cheng Anya.

I'm your father's colleague.

Come on, I'll play with you.

OK.

Since you don't want to look up

I'll have to talk to you from down here.

Is that OK? Calling Captain Xiaoke.

Captain Xiaoke speaking.

—Calling 0508. —0508, copy.

We're going to beam a signal into space!

—Are you ready? —Yes!

Get ready... and here we go!

Hello, do you have a reservation?

I'm here for sex.

With Feifei, I mean.

—Please come this way. —Sure.

Can you give me an estimate

of your company's financial assets?

US$2 million. Good enough for you?

Lin Ziqiang, we're the police.

The door's unlocked.

What's that smell? It reeks in here.

Smells like a toilet

that hasn't been flushed all week.

No wonder Feifei misses him.

All the food in here is spoilt.

His phone is out of battery.

His clothes are still here.

Looks like he went out for the day

and never came back.

Li Xiao!

One last step and we'll be done.

—Come with me. —OK.

Please wait here.

It's Lin Ziqiang.

Is it suicide?

No ligature marks around his wrists.

No signs of a struggle in the room.

If this were suicide

he couldn't have picked a worse way to do it.

"Aura"?

He's alive!



I'm Wu.

I noticed some discrepancy

in the information you provided.

Oh yeah, I made it all up.

That's tantamount to fraud.

I want to speak with the person in charge.

You're speaking with him.

Throw him out.

Your technology is too primitive and crude.

Our clients are very satisfied with our service.

Oh, really?

Your technology wreaked havoc

on Pang Gengsheng's brain.

I'm sure he won't be the last victim

of your technology.

Think about it. If more of your clients

go off the rails like Pang Gengsheng did

the police is going to come knocking

and find out what you've been doing

with your clients' money.

You know quite a bit about us.

Because your memory transplant business

is built upon my research.

I'll get right to it.

I can improve your technology

but I want in on the business.

You want to join us?

It's a chance for me to continue my research.

Give me a laboratory, funds

and the freedom to do my own research.

As for what you do with my technology

I won't interfere.

I know you're working with the police.

How do I know this is not a trap?

I'm only working with the police

so they'd allow me be out and about.

Just give me your earpiece.

I'll talk to your boss myself.

My boss is not talking to you

until we've decided we can trust you.

Then stop acting like

you're part of the conversation.

Just be the mouthpiece and relay his message.

You better mind your bloody attitude!

I told you to stay out of the conversation.

Professor Cheng.

I apologise for my underling's conduct.

He will show you to our cabins.

Welcome to AURA

for an intimate getaway like no other.

May I know your name?

I'll tell you when you officially join us.

You can call me Belle for now.

After a client makes his selection

he'll be directed to another room.

This is where we extract memories.

We'll plug the corresponding connector

into the service cabin

to transplant the requested memory

into our client's head.

It's very convenient.

So you're selling canned memories.

That's a little harsh.

We prefer to tell our clients

this is a romantic getaway

of the most intimate kind.

Where's the memory of sex with Feifei?

This way, please.

This is our top-selling product

Feifei and her brawny coach.

He doesn't look brawny to me.

That's the limitation of our current technology.

Frequent memory extraction

results in irreversible brain damage.

So what we do is we backup these memories

in someone else's head.

He's one of our backups.

Repeated backing up and extraction

will result in memory loss.

Pang Gengsheng is a case in point.

If you do join us

this will be the first issue you need to tackle.

If we can find a better storage medium

with a larger storage capacity

we might even be able to duplicate

a person's consciousness in totality

and transfer it into someone else.

In other words, you'll achieve immortality.

Think of the money we can make off of it.

I hope you don't mind the cold.

I don't.

Excellent.

You'll be working in a laboratory in Iceland.

Police.

This is Lin Ziqiang. Have you seen him around?

No.

I need a copy of all your surveillance footage.

—I'll need to talk to my manager. —Go ahead.

Excuse me then.

There's a helicopter at the rooftop

waiting to drop you both at the airport.

How very efficient.

—What's wrong? —You led the cops here?

What? They don't know I'm here.

I'll give you a chance to prove

you're telling the truth.

What are you up to?

A minute from now

everyone in here will be dead.

What are you talking about?

I'm releasing VX nerve gas.

You're going to k*ll your own men too?

It's a necessary sacrifice.

Come on, we're going to the rooftop.

Wait.

I get it now.

The design of your connector is all wrong.

That explains the memory loss.

What's wrong with the design?

It's missing a row of electrodes. Look.

How's that for a necessary sacrifice?

—What's that sound? —What's that?

It's toxic gas! Run!

Dad!

—What are you doing here? —Dad!

No time for explanations. The door's locked!

The toxic gas is spreading.

We're running out of time. Anya!

Let's go!

This is Unit Two. We have a Code P1

at AURA Bar in the Northern District.

All paramedics are to head over.

I bought supper. Not sure if it's to your taste.

Any updates?

Yeah, they managed to get

a bunch of naked men out in time.

Those people in the service cabins?

They're in the same state as Lin Ziqiang.

Alive but unconscious.

We don't know if they will ever recover.

Did they find any data on memory transplants?

The IT department is on it right now

but their data is stored on cloud

and the server is in Europe.

It'll be hard to track down.

How is Pang Gengsheng?

He just came to.

He and his colleague Zhang Dewei

agreed to work with us and submit to testing

for a reduced sentence.

Hey.

That reminds me. We need to talk.

You were supposed to stay put.

If you hadn't barged into AURA

I'd be on a flight to Iceland by now.

And I'd have this with me. Here.

Why'd you take your ankle monitor with you?

So I could use it to tell you where I am

and where their lab is.

And we could bring down the whole syndicate.

Yeah, but you foiled my plan.

Why did they want you in Iceland?

They want to use my research on dream raiding

and further it to try for immortal consciousness.

So they're not just working on

transplanting memories

but human consciousness too?

Having transplanted memories

can drive a person insane.

Transfer of consciousness is still a pipe dream.

Let's have supper.

Here you go.

Anya.

You should have the beef. It's more nutritious.

It's very popular.

Your boss' sex dream factory has been shut down.

My condolences to him.

I'll never get your sense of humour.

They should've sold the memory of sex with you.

Men would shell out big bucks

for the chance to sleep with you.

Now, that's funny.

You're getting c*ck, huh?

You're going behind my back now?

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

I told you to stay away from Cheng Tianli.

How dare you try to rope him in?

I did that for you.

I thought he could help you.

Think of the money we can make off of it.

I hope you don't mind the cold.

I don't.

You'll be working at a laboratory in Iceland.

You set up a lab just like mine in Iceland.

You're planning to replace me

with Cheng Tianli, aren't you?

I ought to warn you.

Cheng Tianli has an even shorter fuse than I do.

The board of directors said

if I could find someone to replace you

I could k*ll you!

They told me the same thing.