I Come with the Rain

I Come With The Rain

Jesus is in agony.

Till the end of the world.

Los Angeles

Two years later

I'm sorry, mr. Kline, for this deeply

unpleasent arrangement. I apologize.

I have a fear of being contaminated

by all sorts of things.

I have an only son,

whose name is Shitao.

Three years ago,

without any explanation

He left for Asia.

A year after he left, he sent me a telegram

from the island of Mindanao

in the Philippines.

He asked me to deposit $10,000

into his account.

I did so.

Without question.

A month later, he asked

for the same amount again.

This time I sent a detective

A man named Vargas.

Vargas searched for 6 weeks

and had reasons to believe

that my son was looking

after an orphanage.

In an area occupied by gold miners.

A short while later,

I received a telegram from Vargas.

He said everything was fine,

That I could send the money,

that it was for the orphanage.

I sent the money.

Since then...

Thirteen months have passed

without any news.

No means of reaching Vargas.

Do you have any idea why your son left?

You must understand, mr. Kline,

that Main is the largest pharmaceutical

conglomerate in the world.

I built this empire from nothing.

Through sheer force of will.

Perhaps I was too hard on my son.

Since he was 10 years old,

I've only ever seen my boy from there.

Where you are now sitting.

Please, find him.

You have carte blanche, mr. Kline.

Spend whatever you need to spend.

But please, bring me back my son.

When and where will you begin your enquiry?

I have another job I am finishing up

in a couple of days.

I guess I will start the minute after

and pick it up where Vargas left off.

Very well, mr. Kline.

Thank you.

MINDANAO, Philippines

Someone swore to me that he saw three men,

Hiro, Shitao and

about seven months ago.

They dragged his body into the jungle

and buried it somewhere.

Why would they kill him?

At first Shitao kept the orphanage going

with money from his father.

Then one morning, he shut himself up here

in this room for three days without eating.

When he came out...

He went directly

to the richest miners around.

to ask them for donations.

One man...

Never, if anything...

Saw Shitao...

Sat on the ground...

in front of thet man's house...

And he talked...

For hours and hours and hours...

The man...

didn't chase him away...

He didn't hit him up...

He said nothing to him.

Then...

One night...

He heard him .

I want your advice, Vargas...

On my way here, I got a phone call.

It was Shitao's father.

He told me something.

He has a sisters that lives

in Hong Kong.

Except from Shitao,

she's the only family he has left.

Two days ago, she went

to their parents' grave

And she found fresh flowers.

She called her brother...

Scolding him for being in Hong Kong

and not calling her.

When he told her

he hadn't budged from L.A.,

Naturally I assumed it was Shitao

who left flowers at the grave.

- He decided to leave the evidence.

- That's what I said.

But they want me to go to Hong Kong

and check it out.

I have no reason to doubt that the person

who told me

he'd seen Shitao murdered by three men.

But I never said anything

to my employer because...

I didn't have any real proof

of his death...

Everything points to his

being dead, but....

That he's still alive.

If I were you...

I'd go to Hong Kong.

Thanks.

Here is a photo I took of Shitao.

I think it's the most recent one.

HONG KONG:

Save my boy, please, save him.

Save my boy, please.

Are you ok?

Hi.

I'm looking for Detective Ju Meng Zi.

May I see your id please?

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