01x08 - Light and Shadow of Gangnam

[bunniefuu]

STRONG GIRL NAM-SOON

EPISODE 8
LIGHT AND SHADOW OF GANGNAM

Hello?

Hee-sik, I can't get through
their firewall.

I keep getting cut out.
They must have an anti-debugging program.

The same goes for other source codes.

It's like an impenetrable fortress.

Keep at it just a bit more.

I'm headed to the team leader's place.

He's not answering his phone.

Keep an eye out.

-Which club?
-What?

Which club are you in?

What's the name of your motorcycle club?

I'm not part of any clubs.

No affiliations?

You should be riding pillion
behind your husband.

A woman shouldn't be
recklessly out and about like this.

I like how wild you are.

Join our club.

I'll be especially nice to you

since you're such a pretty lady.

You're my type.

Let's roll. She's bound to call.

-Hey.
-Yes?

You forgot this.

What a sweetheart.

If I join your club,

will I get to ride with a hunk behind me

and not a slob like yourself?

If so, I'll join.

You.

Make a sick pass like this at women again

and you'll end up crushed
like your helmet.

-Got it?
-Yes, ma'am.

You.

Don't think I won't know what you're up to
just because I'm not around.

Even if I'm in the middle of nowhere,

I'll know what you're up to.

Clear the road of any helmet debris.

If you so much as leave a piece behind,

I'll lodge it in your throat

so you'll feel it every meal.

We shouldn't pollute the Earth, right?

-No, ma'am.
-This pretty lady will get going.

Nice. I look way prettier.

Good.

Jun-hee.

Let's get some hangover soup.

You drank well into the night yesterday.

The hotel serves a special hangover soup.

Jun-hee.

Hey.

Why weren't you picking up your phone?

Did you come running out of concern?

Of course.

Don't worry. I'm doing just fine.

I also tried drinking some water.

Since when?

A day after I left your place.

Nothing happened after I drank some.

Hello?

Got it.

We have another dead victim.

It's good, isn't it?

I don't know if it's because
it's served in a hotel,

but this hangover soup is divine.

It's due to the beef stock.

-The serving's generous too.
-Joong-gan.

Your name may mean "in the middle,"

but there's nothing moderate about you,
my dear Joong-gan.

"My dear Joong-gan."

You're making my heart flutter.

Now I never want to sober up
from this buzz.

So this hotel belongs to your daughter?

Yes, the hangover soup restaurant
is hers as well.

There's always a hangover soup restaurant
in all her buildings.

It's her way of remembering our roots.

But she's still fairly young.

Is your runaway husband a billionaire?

Did she inherit everything from him?

No, that man has zilch.

All he had were his two ba*ls.

My daughter was never a bright student.

In elementary school, it took her a year
to memorize the times table.

-Isn't it heartbreaking?
-I guess it is.

Since then,

I knew academics weren't in her future.

So I never pressed her to study.

I ran a butcher shop
in Majang-dong at the time,

so I brought her to work

and had her manage the counter.

Forget about the times table.

She could even multiply
double-digit numbers with ease.

That's when I knew
she had great financial intuition.

Who knew that was possible?

When she turned 20,
I didn't get her enrolled in a college.

I gave her 100 million won,

the sum of her college fund and her wage
from working part-time at my shop,

as seed money to try whatever she wanted.

In three years, I'll multiply it tenfold.

And in five years,
I'll have it turned into five billion won.

By evading taxes
and engaging in speculation?

-Of course not.
-Then what?

What will you try first?

Supply me all the beef bones and seonji
from your shop at cost price.

With 30 million out of the 100, I'll open
a seonji hangover soup restaurant.

Another 30 million
will be spent on shares.

And I'll buy forestland
with the remaining 40 million.

We're doomed.

The seonji hangover soup restaurant
was a total hit.

I see.

And the shares she bought
saw a tenfold increase

when the company was listed
on the stock exchange three years later.

The real money maker was the land though.

It was developed
into an apartment complex.

It seemed as if the forces of the universe
were supporting my daughter.

However, she didn't just sell
the land she owned.

She joined in
on the apartment construction herself.

Bring it.

You little--

She single-handedly mastered
the world of construction,

-which was a men's domain then.
-Come on. Bring it.

Everything she touched turned into gold.

She essentially had the Midas touch.

At the age of 24,
her net worth was 10 billion won.

That's a billion won as promised.

Take it.

Thanks for the loan, Ms. Gil.

Get back to me
with ten billion in five years.

I'm reinvesting in you.

Not as my daughter,
but as Hwang Geum-ju, the entrepreneur.

Sure.

Ten billion won in five years…

with extra.

-What are your terms?
-Listen.

I'll close up my shop in five years.

In my latter years,

that means until I die,

I'd like a monthly allowance
of 50 million won.

Is that too hard for you?

As if.

Just like the saying,
"Money begets money,"

every business she opened
was a huge success.

And you wouldn't believe
what also happened.

Geum-ju and Bong-go went to Kenya

because Nam-soon
wanted to see elephants and lions.

And out of the blue,

she ran into a taxi driver who used to be
a regular at her seonji restaurant.

He was there in Nairobi
working as a driver for a diplomat.

A fire broke out
at the diplomat's residence,

and so they had to move.

Geum-ju purchased the burnt residence

from the Korean government
at a cheap price

to build a summer house there.

And?

What do you think happened?

Come on, tell me.

Well…

Just a second.

Hello?

My gosh. What happened next?

What? I'm to accept
the Brave Citizen Award?

Forget it.

I said forget it.

It's our last day
eating breakfast at this hotel.

This hangover soup is to die for.

Babe.

Have some.

Did you find a place to stay?

Yes, I'm moving in today.

You're not who you used to be.

-What do you mean?
-There's no warmth to you.

I don't know if it's because
you came into money or started acting,

but you're different.

Ms. No.

It's time this relationship

came to an end.

How could your love for me change?

One's affection
is the most inconstant thing in the world.

Is there someone else?

No, I don't transfer
between relationships.

I hate transferring so much
that I'd rather take a bus

-than change between subway lines.
-Then…

why are you being like this
out of the blue?

There's no need

for me to protect you anymore.

I was drawn to you and we became an item

because we pitied each other.

But now, we don't need one another
to manage in this world.

I'd rather go back to the time
when we shared a triangle gimbap.

I never want to go back
to that time again.

Yes, Director.

Gangnam Police Station
wants to grant me the Brave Citizen Award.

How annoying.

So what happened next?

What happened to your daughter
after she bought the diplomat's residence?

Oh please, be patient.

Joong-gan, please.

How about a commercial break?

-How about a quick commercial break?
-Seriously?

GEUMJU GROUP

CEO HWANG GEUM-JU

Hello, everyone.

We will begin Geumju Group's conference
on major issues for the fourth quarter.

Currently present are the CEOs
of Geumju Financial Holdings,

Geumju Construction, Geumju Daily,

Geumju Hotel, and Gold Blue.

The heads of the legal team, PR team,

and the accounting team of Geumju Group
are also with us.

First, the head of accounting will give us
his evaluation of the fourth quarter.

Here is the evaluation
of this year's fourth quarter.

Take just one more.

You'll notice the difference.

QUICK WEIGHT LOSS
A LIFE-CHANGING SOLUTION

DONGHWA BANK: 5,000,000 WON

TRANSFER COMPLETE

Congratulations on joining
the corporate relations team.

But don't ever test me again.

I didn't like it at all.

All right.

I won't test you in any way again,

so you can relax.

But your strength…

Is there a story behind it?

Did you receive
special training in Mongolia

or do you eat

something out of the ordinary?

You must not tell him

that your strength is a trait
shared by the women of our family.

I'll tell you all in good time.

All right.

We'll take things slow.

Anyway,

I should wrap things up
at the warehouse first.

I'll go talk to Manager Heo and come back.

Have a good one.

Hey, Nam-soon,

why haven't you been in touch?
I was worried.

I passed Ryu Si-o's test
and will be working with him directly.

As a member
of the corporate relations team,

or something like that.

Either way,

we're getting closer to the truth.

A test? What kind of test?

He tested my strength.

Your strength?

Yes. Anyway,

I passed with flying colors.

Rather than being crushed myself,

I crushed the industrial press instead.

He tried to crush you
with an industrial press?

This guy is completely crazy!

Hey.

I'll do my job on this side of the line,

so focus on the investigation
on your end, okay?

Gan I-sik, I'll call you again later.

Hello? Hey.

-Hello?
-Tsetseg.

This is Manager Heo.

Shouldn't you be at work?

I ate 100 raw eggs

just as you told me,

and I've been blasting
out of both ends all night.

What do you mean?

Vomiting and diarrhea.

More vomiting and diarrhea.

Gross.

I'm afraid…

I'll have to be hospitalized.

Tsetseg, the problem is

that Hong Jeong-h*,
a part-timer on Logistics Team 3

passed away yesterday.

-What?
-I'm dying…

at the moment.

I need you to--

How did he die?

I have no idea.

Someone needs to head
to the police station.

Just a second.

The case is being investigated by…

RECIPIENT: STRONG TSETSEG

This year,

I have a bigger picture in mind.

I wish to transform
Geumju Daily into Geumju Media…

and acquire struggling cable provider TGV
which has been in the red.

Will a cable service that's bleeding money
be worth acquiring?

Isn't it about time
one of my businesses was in the red?

Losing a few million here and there

will make people believe
I'm just like anyone else.

Right?

Something like that.

The channel…

will be called Geumju TV.

He died of overexertion?

His credit card debt
was over 40 million won.

After his credit hit rock bottom,
he worked every job he could.

He reported wanted criminals,

reported ill*gal waste dumps,

and did anything that paid money.

By day, he handled unloading
and deliveries for Doogo.

By night, he worked
as a designated driver.

On his days off, he worked
at late-night street food vendors.

He worked over 16 hours a day.

But by the time he'd paid off his debt,

he'd get evicted for not paying rent.

Talk about a vicious cycle.

Are there people
who are that poor in Korea?

Isn't it a country where hard work
is rewarded by a decent life?

That's what I heard.

I guess you had no clue
since you're from Mongolia.

Korea is just another country
on this planet

and not a utopia.

The poor outnumber the rich
by a huge margin.

Did he have any family?

His younger brother
is still in high school.

The boy lives with his aunt.

The bereaved refused to claim his body.

The local authorities
will carry out the funeral.

Where does the aunt live?

Mr. Hong Jeong-h*
who worked at the warehouse

died of overexertion.

I'll start work tomorrow.

Did one of the warehouse employees die?

Yes, sir.

Why didn't you report it to me
if you were aware of it?

He wasn't a full-time employee

and only worked here part-time.

He only joined two months ago

and has been working numerous other jobs.

I didn't think it was important--

I'm the one who decides what's important!

Who are you to make that decision?

I apologize, sir.

I won't do it again.

An employee at Doogo died…

at a crucial time
when our corporate image must be spotless!

And the media?

All the reporters have been dealt with,
so there won't be any articles.

Even if any were published,

I was assured that Doogo
wouldn't be put on the spot.

Why…

Why did he have to die as my employee?
Talk about bad luck.

YOUNGER BROTHER: HONG JEONG-MIN, AGE 17

Hi.

I mean, hello.

Can I help you?

I'm Hong Jeong-h*'s friend.

His friend?

Are you Jeong-min?

Please pay for his funeral with this.

I'll also provide Jeong-min
with tuition and allowance.

So please raise him well.

You must've been close to Jeong-h*

to help out like this.

We don't necessarily have to be close
to help each other out.

Jeong-min.

I grew up in Mongolia

because I lost my Korean parents.

But even without them,

I was dearly loved by my foster parents.

Thanks to them, I grew up fine and well.

I want to…

return that favor to you.

Don't cry.

In Mongolia,

we don't cry after losing a loved one.

They say that tears block the path
that the departed's soul must take.

So don't cry.

Thank you.

If there's anything you need,

call me.

By the way,

what's your name?

It's Tsetseg.

My name?

It's g*ng Nam-soon.

We finally identified Hairtail.

Name, Shin g*ng-su. Age, 37.

I couldn't dig up a rap sheet on him
let alone a drug charge.

But apparently,
he studied ballet in Russia.

-Ballet?
-Yes.

Well, it gets even more confusing.

According to his bank accounts,

he's been receiving a salary
as an employee at Heritage Club.

A hefty sum of more than 20 million won
every month.

I haven't asked around what he does there.

"Heritage Club"?

It's a members-only club for the 0.01%,

the elite among the elite.

More like the wealthy than the elite.

Those with political capital and wealth
gather at the club

to form secret alliances.

Who acts as the control tower?

This woman right here.

The club's madam.

But you should know
that Doogo's CEO Ryu Si-o

is also a member.

How can I get a search warrant for Doogo?

You need evidence.

The problem is I don't have any.

The trail to the distributors went cold
after Baldy's death, so I have nothing.

Those who received the drugs
are also dead.

We could request
a statutory audit of Doogo.

Right.

But why have you been talking to me
like I'm your peer?

-What?
-What?

-Pardon?
-Pardon?

I was talking to myself.

No, we were having a conversation.

What do you say
to drinks tonight, brother?

She wants to have drinks.

Is that g*ng Nam-soon? I want in.

I politely refuse. I'm sorry, Young-tak.

So now you're being polite.

Are you having drinks?

Cheers.

It's black raspberry wine.

Try some when you wish to be happy.

It'll grant you the ultimate bliss.

Those are neckties.

These gifts should be fine
to receive without trouble.

Damn it.

Gan I-sik.

Didn't you say you were running late?

Gosh, how much did you drink?

Alcohol is a mystery to me.

It's bitter but also sweet.

Why are you drinking?

I doubt it's because you're hungry.

What a silly thing to say.

Who drinks because they're hungry?

Step back from this case.
I'll take care of the rest.

But I'm just getting started.

Ryu Si-o's a dangerous man.

I can't let you be by his side.

I'm not "being by his side."

I'm choosing to keep him around me.

The one in danger isn't me but him.

Gan I-sik.

A coworker at Doogo's warehouse

died yesterday.

I know. Officer Yeo informed me.

He was the one…

who reported that Ri Hwa-ja was at Doogo.

Could Ri Hwa-ja be involved
in his death somehow?

The force ran an investigation
from that angle,

but it turns out
he did die of overexertion.

Everything was caught on his dashcam.

He died from the energy drinks
he kept drinking to stay awake.

How can one die
from working too many hours?

That shouldn't happen to anyone.

The fact that
there are rich people like your mom…

means there are others who are very poor.

Capitalism is like gambling.

There's a fixed pool of money.

Someone must lose for someone to win.

Capitalism.

Like light and shadow.

Where there is light, there is shadow.

I…

want to run into the shadows

and be the light for people.

I'm going to make that happen.

Go ahead.

I'll be here to help you.

There's a good boy.

Jeez, you're being cheeky again.

Anyway…

Get your driver's license.

I'll teach you to drive.

There are so many words.

WRITTEN EXAM PREP
FOR YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE

Having rosy cheeks…

makes you look pretty.

Do you like girls with rosy cheeks?

There are a lot of them in Mongolia.

Is that so?

Then I should visit sometime.

Why would you go there

when you can just date me?

You're being cheeky again.

I love you.

I love you.

What does that mean?

I love you.

Hey.

-Thank you.
-Goodbye.

Hey.

Get on.

Getting a ride from you
reminds me of Ppappa.

My sweet horse
who used to take me everywhere.

Are you calling me a horse?

You just can't help being cheeky, can you?

Giddy up!

-Right?
-Wasn't that incredible?

Tell me about it.

-My husband insisted.
-My goodness.

It sure was nice to get out on a yacht.

There's no place like Busan

-to look at the sea and lighten your mood.
-Of course.

-Do you agree, Ms. Hwang?
-I do.

Would you like to go golfing next?

-I'd love that!
-That'd be great!

I've been on a lucky streak lately.

You should see me on the putting green.

-I score hole-in-ones.
-I score birdies.

Let's go.

Did something good happen recently?

It's Bread Song.

He's quite the genius.

He has already doubled my investment.

-Goodness.
-Bread is brilliant.

Isn't he the best?

-Tell me about it.
-My dear Bread.

-Nice shot.
-Nice shot.

Isn't he a scammer?

A scammer?

Ms. Hwang,

we're not a bunch of suckers.

Please don't tell me you believe
he was a Wall Street hotshot.

None of that matters.

How could it not?

It means he approached you
under false pretenses.

He has never introduced himself
as a former Wall Street analyst.

It's something of a myth we created.

-Hey, you're in the lead.
-Thanks.

Of course we did our homework.

But there was no way
to find out who he was.

He's untraceable.

That's what's strange about him.

How can one be untraceable
in this transparent world we live in?

-Is he a ghost?
-He's making us money.

Thanks to Bread,
everyone here made a profit.

All our shell corporations
are running smoothly under borrowed names.

-Nice birdie.
-Nice!

Have you looked into those borrowed names?

What's there to check

when we chose them ourselves?

Homeless people

who'd gladly let us borrow their names
for a mere million won

can easily be found around Seoul Station.

The name on his business card

isn't "Brad" as in Brad Pitt.

It's "Bread" as in baked goods.

That alone is ridiculous.

How can one's name be Bread?

Right? It's hilarious.

That's how Bread is.

He has a remarkable sense of humor.

His name means bread.

I asked why his name was spelled that way,

and he said it was because he loves bread.

He said could live on bread all his life

as long as it's not Choco Pie.

Why is that an exception?

Who knows? But I doubt that's important.

I didn't ask.

It's your turn.

Right.

I let my guard down. Damn it.

I bet that startled you.

It's a magic putter.

Gosh, where is it from?

-What is this?
-Hold on.

-What brand is this?
-Is the material different?

Goodness.

-It's fascinating.
-It must be a limited edition.

-Really?
-I bet it was imported.

-Exactly.
-What do you think?

The information you provided us
wasn't enough to uncover his identity.

That Bread Song is a mystery.

Who is this jerk?

Is he really a ghost?

Can you send me his photo?

His photo?

His photo.

HWANG GEUM-JU

Send me a photo of Bread.

Bread.

NUMBERS FREAK

What's wrong with him?

Even his jokes aren't on point.

I want a photo of the person
known as Bread.

You know, Mr. Bread.

"Mr. Bread."

Why would she need his photo?

Why do you need his photo?

I just do.

He's…

my type.

I can't believe you said that, Geum-ju.

You must be out of your mind.

That woman gets on my nerves.

She's clearly stalking me.

How the hell did she find out
where I was seeing Ms. Gong?

It's as if someone gave up my coordinates.

Did you tell her?

Of course not.

A scammer?

In what way do I seem like one?

This is defamation.

Well, I've gotten to know her recently.

-Hong-do.
-Yes?

You shouldn't be getting close
to people like her.

Keep yourself busy instead.

She sent me three years' worth
of her company's financial statements.

-Why?
-She said it was to show off.

She really does get on my nerves.

Her wealth is on another level.

Her net worth is impossible to estimate.

I came across this information
through a different channel.

How much does she have?

At least tens of trillions of won.

Last year's aggregate income tax alone
cost her 200 billion won.

She said so…

herself.

-Really?
-Also,

she's single.

Is that so?

She also seemed interested in you.

That's why…

Man, all ladies are the same.

-Stick out your arm.
-Okay.

This is a special watch
equipped with a GPS tracker

and a hidden camera.

It feels like I've become
the main character of a spy movie.

I know I keep saying this,

but don't get cheeky, all right?

Don't touch anything in there

and hold up your wrist
toward what has to be filmed.

Don't forget to turn it off
before going to the bathroom.

What the heck?

Hi!

I'm Tsetseg.

I hope we get along.

Where do I sit?

Hello?

Tsetseg, meet me in my office.

Got it, I'll be there.

I'll be back, guys!

I can't share the file with you.

You must memorize what's on the paper
and destroy it immediately.

Once Mr. Yoon prints it out for you,

memorize all that's on it.

You'll have to meet these people.

Got it.

By the way,

who are these people?

They're my domestic partners.

My international partners
are for another time.

Why did you test me on my strength

when this is the kind of work
you're giving me?

I don't get it.

You'll find out soon enough,

but you're the only one
who can help me in my endeavors.

It's so dangerous…

that one has to be completely fearless.

A strong person has no fear,

which means…

they can do anything.

Got it.

-Why are you smiling?
-Should I cry instead?

Also, don't address me as Mr. Ryu.

Call me Si-o instead.

Sure, Si-o.

Sounds good.

Print this out for me
so I can memorize their names and faces.

It'll take some time
for me to get them all.

Sure.

I'll need you to change your name.

Choose an English one
to use in and out of the office.

How about Hillary?

-Hillary?
-Yes.

My dad's name is Khan,

and my Mongolian name is Khan Tsetseg.

In Mongolia,
the dad's name works as a surname.

That would make me…

Hillary Khan.

Cool, isn't it?

Yes, it's cool. Go by that name then.

Why is he looking at her like that?

"Call me Si-o."

"Hillary?"

He'd better not change
his name to Clinton.

Is he out of his mind?

You're out of your mind.

Where are you going?

Where are we going?

You'll see.

Where are you taking her, you punk?

What are you doing?

I got the whereabouts
of Heritage's Madam Kim. Come on.

Got it.

"Jung Dae-cheol, director of TBO."

"Kim Gi-yeol, vice minister
of the Ministry of Economy and Finance."

"Kang Hye-jeong, lawyer."

"Open brackets,
managing partner of Law Firm Atlantic,

close brackets."

Do you have to
read it out loud to memorize it?

Yeah, that's how I memorize things.

Am I being too loud?

It's fine. Keep going.

Why is it that Jung Dae-cheol
and Kim Gi-yeol

look so much alike?

I can't tell them apart. What do I do?

If you can't remember their names,

just address them as "sir."

"Sir"?

As in old man?

Old man

What is it?

Have you seen a chick with a leash

I left in the backyard?

I did

What did you do with it?

Si-o, you're up.

My old age was bringing me down

So I ate it to replenish my energy

Well done, great job

Your turn, Si-o!

My old age was bringing me down

-So I ate it to replenish my energy
-So I ate it to replenish my energy

Well done, great job

Well done, great job!

-Are you kidding me?
-I expected no less from my hubby

Madam Kim's here.

Wait. Who is she with?

"Yang Hui-sook,
assemblywoman of the Seonghwang Party."

Where did you learn that song
while living in Mongolia?

I learned it from the old lady
who taught me Korean.

She said songs are the best tool
when learning a new language.

Ga, na, da, ra, ma, ba, sa

Ah, ja, cha, ka, ta, pa, ha

Jun-hee, we should dance.

-You want to dance?
-Yes, dance.

You want to dance
in the middle of the road?

Of course.

They do so in Hollywood movies.

Why should we care
about what others think?

The weather is so lovely today.

Let's do it then.

This is great.

-Joong-gan.
-Yes?

Your name may mean "in the middle,"

but there's nothing moderate about you,
my dear Joong-gan.

My Jun-hee,
who has a trendy name despite his age.

What is it?

Why don't we…

move in together?

My gosh.

Now that you're warmed up,
you only know how to speed up.

We live life not knowing
where we come from

or where we'll end up after death,

so what could possibly matter?

We should follow our hearts.

Goodness me.

She's going in.

Wait. Are they in the same place?

This must be Heritage Club.

Hold on a second. This guy…

Didn't he give Baldy the mask?

Yes, it's him.

Welcome, Mr. Ryu.

She's the lobbyist who'll be aiding me.

Introduce yourself.

Hello, I'm Hillary Khan.

Right.

I'm Marie Kim.

Hand over your duties to Tsetseg…

I mean, Hillary.

What exactly is this place?

This is one of the places
where you'll meet others for work.

Teach her everything

from mahjong and cards to board games.

Mr. Ryu,

may I have a word?

Wait inside.

Sure.

Who the hell is she?

I told you earlier.

She's my aide.

What do you mean
she's taking over my work?

To what extent will she be replacing me?

Even Paul?

I'm…

going to make her mine.

She didn't become strong due to drugs.

She was born with that strength.

She may be a gift from above.

Not too fast.

I'm the one handing over my work,

so she should win my trust as well.

Don't you think so?

To work with Mr. Ryu,
you must be able to hold your liquor.

Drink up.

How will you protect Mr. Ryu

if you trust people so easily?

You drank something a stranger gave you.

Hey, wait.

You drank a trace amount of tetrodotoxin,

so you'll be fully paralyzed
for three hours.

Was that another test?

That was the strongest
I've had in a while.

Back in Mongolia, I even
ate a stone that was heated by fire.

Khorkhog is made by placing stones
in an animal's organ before cooking.

I was so hungry
that I mistook a stone for meat

and ended up eating it.

Poison like this is nothing.

Sit.

Yes.

Hey!

Get back here!

The clinical trial is over.

I tried it myself.

It's perfect.

She's fine.

Drink up.

Bread Song.

Ms. Hwang.

Right.

"Name, Kim Jeong-suk."

"Born in Seoul in 1983."

"Alumna of Jeonghwa Women's University."

"Worked as a fund manager
at Inyeong Securities."

I see.

Send Inspector Kang the link to our cloud.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm uploading Madam Kim's file
as requested, so please take a look.

Money rules in capitalism, does it not?

The information was bought,
so its quality will be top-notch.

Do you know much about Heritage Club?

Of course.

I'm a member there.

It's where I met Ryu Si-o.

Ryu Si-o is a member of Pavel,
a Russian mafia group.

-"Pavel"?
-Yes.

Anyway, where's Nam-soon right now?

There are no bugs.

Today's quota has been delivered.

Si-o, the madam is out cold.

I'm drunk.

I'd like to go home and sleep.

You've already decided on your own.

All right. Head home.

Got it. Off I go.

BONG PHOTO GALLERY

RECIPIENT: g*ng NAM-IN
SENDER: QUICK WEIGHT LOSS

Hey, are you all right?

Do you need a doctor?

This is right up my alley.

-What?
-Being a spy.

I filmed every corner of Heritage Club.

I'm sure this place
has something to do with drugs.

The text Madam Kim received
seemed suspicious.

I'll go to his office tonight

and get the client list.

It won't be as poorly guarded
as you think it will be.

No, I can do it.

I have my own access card,

so I can get the master key card
from the security office.

What if you get caught?

It isn't like the warehouse.

As if I wouldn't know that.

I'll be in costume.

No, I'll be completely disguised.

No one will recognize it's me.

Once I make a run for it,

no one will be able to catch me.

Even if I'm on the security footage,
there'll be no evidence.

Aren't we doing this
because we have no hard evidence on Doogo?

What kind of a disguise…

are you suggesting?

Leave it to me.

Don't you know who I am?

I'm g*ng Nam-soon.

We do have to hack into
the security camera system anyway.

Why don't we radio you
while monitoring via your watch and--

-Right.
-No.

It'll only get in the way.

I'M AT THE LOCATION

We finally identified Hairtail.

Name, Shin g*ng-su. Age, 37.

I couldn't dig up a rap sheet on him
let alone a drug charge.

Ryu Si-o.

What the hell?

This guy is everywhere.

Bread Song, you jerk.

What are you doing there?

No way.

Why did I trust her
and let her go in on her own?

To the CEO's office of all places.

Come on.

It seemed like she had a plan.

I'm sure she has a professional disguise,

as well as special equipment and devices.

You know, like in Mission Impossible.

Any operation begins with funding.

Agent g*ng's super strength
and her mother's wealth

will create synergy like no other
once combined.

Doogo's cutting-edge security measures

will be countered
by her state-of-the-art gear

and her nimble, acrobatic moves

as she infiltrates the facility.

The world's greatest spy
will bypass any security measures

with her quick thinking and dexterity.

Mission accomplished.

Who's there?

Get over here!

Stop!

SENDER: QUICK WEIGHT LOSS

Hello?

Dad?

Joong-gan.

Jun-hee.

You're…

in Korea?

All right!

STRONG GIRL NAM-SOON

We found nothing on Ryu Si-o's computer.

Let's look into
the corporate relations team.

What did you want to talk about?

I just don't get it.
How the hell did you win him over?

I'm done caring about what others think.

I'll treat you even better, Joong-gan.

What about Mom?

She'll be known as a cheater.

Is your dad coming to Korea?

Answer me.

I'm going to check out Heritage Club.

There will be leads there as well.

If you think you can beat me,

give it a shot.

You know Ryu Si-o, don't you?

Where are they right now?

I need you to k*ll someone.