01x03 - I Don't Know My Wife's Face

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EPISODE 3
I DON'T KNOW MY WIFE'S FACE

HOAI

The caller's phone has been turned off.

You're being transferred to voicemail.

Please leave a message after the tone...

NIGHT SHIFT WOMEN'S ROOM

Hoai?

Hello?

Mr. Lee Jong-gu?

Who are you?

We are police.
You're under arrest for Thường's m*rder.

You have the right to remain silent

-and the right to hire a lawyer...
-No.

-It wasn't me!
-Keep still!

I couldn't k*ll her even if I wanted to!

How could I k*ll someone
whose face I don't know?

I don't even know my wife's face!

A DETECTIVE'S GOOD DEED

What?

"Good deed"?

No way.

REPORTER PARK JIN-YEONG

Hello, Dr. Shin. Reporter Park speaking.

Did you check the facts?

Are you sure you can handle
the responsibility for this article?

I talked to the restaurant owner.

He lent you money?

With a loan he took out in his name?

Yes.

As soon as I bought this place,

the pandemic broke out.

It made me want to die.

Banks don't give loans to ex-convicts,

and I couldn't afford
the interest rates elsewhere.

But I needed the money.

Just when I felt like ending my life,

Detective Geum helped me out.

He said he'd gotten
an affordable civil servant loan.

So I pay him back 300,000 won every month.

I think you were mistaken.

Still, thanks to you, I got to write
a heartwarming article for once.

Thank you.

No.

This isn't right.

I need to see for myself.

DETECTIVE GEUM TOOK OUT A LOAN
TO HELP OUT MR. LEE, A RESTAURANT OWNER...

Look, it's the good detective.

You should buy a round
to celebrate being in the news.

Congratulations, Detective Geum.

You're our angel.

Congratulations, Detective Geum.

-Gosh, it's no big deal.
-Congratulations.

Fine, I'll treat you sometime.

-Okay.
-Great.

-See you.
-Bye.

YI-NA'S MOM

Darn it.

Wait.

Hello?

-You were in the news.
-You saw that?

But I don't have time
to listen to your praise right now.

I'm being swarmed by
people congratulating me...

Are you out of your mind?

What now?

Why did you do that?

What if he stops paying you back?
Will you cover the rest for him?

Don't worry.
He made every payment on time so far.

Can you guarantee he'll keep it up?

This is how people end up in debt.

Why are you so cynical?

Listen, we're divorced.

Why do you care if I loan out money
or wipe my bum with it?

If you have money to give away,
get more lessons for Yi-na.

Or buy her some new clothes!

What are you trying to act all nice for?

This is why you're a pushover!

What did you say?

You're one to talk.

You stabbed me in the back
harder than anyone else.

MY DAUGHTER YI-NA

Yi-na's calling. Bye.

Hi, Yi-na.

What? Did he just...

He's way too naive for his own good.

If only I could be there to rein him in.

Hello.

No. Don't flirt.

I can't complicate my life even further.

No. Stop it.

I must hold myself back.
I have to restrain myself.

NO PARKING, TOW ZONE

What the hell is wrong with you?

Mom's right.

You took out a loan to lend him money?
You totally went overboard.

That'll be 5,200 won.

Your own daughter can't afford gummies
because she's short 200 won.

Forget it. I have to go.

I won't get this.

-Here.
-What?

Pay me back two million won in ten years.

-You'll see me again in ten years?
-You don't want to?

I want to see you for the rest of my life.

Whatever.

I guess I probably did go overboard.

NEUROSCIENTIFIC INVESTIGATION TEAM

Detective Geum!

There you are.

I read the article.

You did such an admirable thing.
You're so amazing.

Gosh, no. It's no big deal.

I felt so bad
after hearing about his situation.

I couldn't sit back and do nothing.

But most people would do nothing.

Sorry.

UNREAD MESSAGES

My goodness. Why is everyone messaging me?

You must have done many good deeds.

More people should have
known about this sooner.

That reminds me.

You weren't the one
who told the reporter, were you?

Sadly, it wasn't me.

Could it have been the restaurant owner?

No, he said it was one of my colleagues.

A colleague?

I'm curious now.

Why don't you ask the reporter?

Darn you. I know what you did.

You'd better come here at once.

Let's duke it out, man to man.

So you figured out
I was trying to teach you a lesson?

"Duke it out"?

How dare you propose something
you won't be able to handle?

He's here!

All right.
Here's who you've all been waiting for.

He's the one who told the media!

Reporter Park told us that you told him
about Detective Geum's good deed.

We're celebrating
the fact that I got to be on the news.

And we called you over
since all this was possible thanks to you.

You wouldn't have come
if I'd just invited you.

That's why I provoked you a little.

What did I tell you?
I said he'd jet over if I provoked him.

Ah, well.

Thanks to you, the world knows about
Detective Geum's good deed.

You two even solved a case side by side.

You make a fantastic duo.

You're a perfect match.

Right? We make the perfect team.

How about we make today
our first day as a couple?

Aw man, he won't humor me.
Now I'm embarrassed.

Just be grateful that
I didn't punch you in the face.

You should take a picture together.

Yes! Great idea.

Hey!

Eat without me.

I hate greasy food.

Hey, why did you have to fall this way?

Now the sauce for my noodles is gone!

You eat this.

Why are you yelling at me?

That jerk pushed me.

You're so mean to me.

How can I eat it without the sauce?
Just eat something else!

SEOBU POLICE STATION

Hey, Dr. Brain. Wait!

What now?

Just so you know, I don't do apologies.

It's not about that. We have a new case.

Let's go together.
I have some questions for you.

I'm not interested.

Shouldn't you be atoning?

On the news, you said you'd atone
by serving the community.

Oh, I forgot. You're a liar.

Think whatever you want.

Darn, I have so many things to ask you.

I'm not in the mood
to answer your questions.

The suspect says he doesn't know
what his wife looks like.

He doesn't know her face even though
they lived together for three years.

They even have a child.

How could he not know his own wife's face?

You look so excited.

Hey, Dr. Brain. Doesn't this scare you?

Why should I be scared?

They must have burned the fingers
to make it hard to identify the victim.

The cause of death
was asphyxiation by strangulation.

No soot was found
in the respiratory tract and lungs,

which means the burning occurred
after her death.

A woman in her twenties.

She's Vietnamese.

She worked at a woodworking job
such as a furniture factory.

Wow, you have a sharp eye.

You're like a detective.

I'm sure I'm better than most detectives.

I caught all those details too.

I just couldn't talk because
I'm feeling queasy right now.

Whoever k*lled her
burned her face and hands

but didn't think
to get rid of the ID in her bag.

Let me see.

"Thường."

She's Vietnamese.

Have you confirmed her identity?

We couldn't get fingerprints,
so we used DNA instead.

It matches the DNA from the hair
we found at her home address.

We're just waiting for her family
to identify the body.

This is the victim's sister.

Since her husband
can't recognize her face,

her sister is here to identify her.

Please come this way.

TỎA SÁNG

It is her.

Thường.

Thường...

My gosh, how adorable.

Is this the victim's baby?

Yes. Since the husband's arrest,

the sister has been
looking after the baby.

You said the husband

was the prime suspect.

It's true. We fought.

We had a big fight.
She said she wanted a divorce and left.

All because of money.

Money!

My parents need money.

She was always asking for money
to send to her family.

I did promise to help out her family
when we got married.

But I couldn't, as we were struggling
because of the pandemic.

That's when she started disrespecting me.

She'd go stay with her friend
all the time.

She has a close friend, Hoai,
at the factory.

I waited a bit
before going to pick her up.

But I couldn't figure out who was who.
I couldn't find my wife.

So I just went back home.

Think about it.

Even if I wanted to beat her to death,
I can't do that if I don't know her face.

How could I k*ll her
when I don't even recognize her?

These days,
I can't even recognize my child's face.

Even my own face looks strange to me.

How could an idiot like me k*ll anyone?

All right, sir.

We heard you. Please calm down.

One moment, please.

All right.

Where were we?

I'm an idiot who doesn't even know
what his wife looks like.

How about me? Do you recognize me?

Aren't you the detective?

Your condition is serious

if you can't tell
my good-looking face apart

from Detective Geum's unsightly one.

Is there a TV drama series
you like to watch?

I don't watch dramas.

Or rather, I can't.

I can't tell apart the swarm of people
talking on screen.

It's so confusing,
I can't follow the story.

Okay. I'm certain of it.

Mr. Lee Jong-gu

has prosopagnosia.

KOREA NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL

Right here.

Facial recognition is controlled
by the inferior occipital lobe.

See how the fusiform gyrus has atrophied?

I'm right. He has prosopagnosia.

PROSOPAGNOSIA:
DISORDER AFFECTING FACE PERCEPTION

It's commonly known as face blindness.

It's a disorder that causes difficulty
in recognizing faces.

My findings support Mr. Lee's statement.

SEOBU POLICE STATION

Come on.

You haven't been cleared as a suspect yet.

Please cooperate when asked.

All right.

How could he marry and love a woman

without knowing what she looks like?

It's possible.

Was your ex-wife the woman of your dreams?

Why else would I have married her?

Come on.

Let me teach you
something about the brain.

Here.

Which of these two do you prefer?

I'm not sure.

Neither seems to be my type.

I'm sure they feel the same about you.

Just choose.

You can't take a joke, can you?

Her.

Okay. I knew we'd have
different tastes in women.

Gosh, what a relief.

I guess we'll never fight over a woman.

As if you could ever be my rival.

I have your diagnosis.

Delusions of grandeur.

I must've gotten that from someone.

It's contagious, isn't it?

Stop with the nonsense,

and answer this.

Why did you choose her?

She has a round face and looks kind.

She seems elegant and refined

and has an air of intellect.

Anyway, she seems closer to my type.

Why are you smirking?

The woman you picked earlier as your type...

was her.

I marked the photo like so.

What? No way.

Wait. That can't be.

I'm sure I picked this one.

In 2010, the same study was conducted
by a team of NYU researchers.

Surprisingly, over 90% of the people

couldn't tell
that the photos had been swapped.

We call that choice blindness.

What's more interesting

is that the subjects gave
a host of reasons

as to why they preferred
the person they didn't choose.

Just like you did.

I meant what I said, though.

Our brain makes up reasons
when we're asked to elaborate.

Why do you like alcohol?

Because it washes away my stress.

Why did you become a cop?

To restore justice in society.

Why did you marry her?

Because I loved her.

Your brain made up
most of the reasons you just thought of.

Humans are pitiful beings
who don't know that they lie all the time.

Fine. Then what's the real reason
I married my ex-wife?

That decision was driven by
something deep inside your brain,

hidden even from you.

So don't ever get married again.

Because your brain is wired that way,

you will end up marrying
another version of your ex.

Why you...

Why would you say such a terrifying thing?

We have the call log.

Another suspect has come to light.

SUSPECT INFORMATION: TRẦN THỊ HOAI, 27

Hoai, 29 in Korean age.

She's the victim's best friend
whom Mr. Lee told us about

and is an ill*gal immigrant.

She worked at the factory

and was living in the container home
where the victim's body was found.

Since the incident,

her phone has been off,
and nobody has heard from her.

-What about her acquaintances?
-She has a boyfriend.

He's also Vietnamese
and the one who found the body.

Nothing came up
during the initial questioning,

but he hasn't responded
to our follow-up request.

According to his boss,
he suddenly disappeared.

I think he ran
because of his ill*gal immigration status.

He's probably hiding in his own community.

I'll bring him in.

You know ill*gal immigrants
don't respond well to authority.

-Are you sure you can manage alone?
-Gosh, of course.

I spent years with
Major Crime Investigations.

I'll join you.

Dr. Brain, your enthusiasm
is raising all kinds of red flags.

I put in my best effort in everything,

something a tax moocher like you
wouldn't understand.

Our hard work
to bring justice to the victim...

-Make sure the public hears about it.
-Of course.

You don't miss a single chance, do you?

Unbelievable.

Oh, I also have something to teach you
on our way there.

Hello.

Xin chào.

-What do you say when greeting men?
-Thằng điên.

-And women?
-Cô gái điên.

-How do you lighten the mood?
-Thằng ăn mày.

Okay, you're all set.

Will this actually work?

The best way to warm up to foreigners

is to speak their language.

Our brains are wired to respond
most readily to our mother tongue.

Dr. Brain, I'm impressed!

You're very inconsistent though.

First, you wanted to chew me to pieces,

but then got me praised for a good deed

and helped me score points
in my performance review.

Now you're giving me great tips.

Oh, I get it, Dr. Brain.

You're the type that women love.
Cold on the outside, warm on the inside.

Do you see these goosebumps?

Do you know what my brain detected?

It detected fear.

Again with the complaining.

You're quite the charmer.

I'm not being charming for your sake,

so zip it.

Aren't you getting out?

Why should I?

Why did you follow me here, then?

There you go again, acting unpredictably.

You do have multiple personalities.

RECORDINGS

Xin chào.

-Xin chào.
-Xin chào.

Xin chào.

Thằng điên.

Cô gái điên.

Thằng ăn mày.

Thằng ăn mày.

What did you say?
Do you have a death wish?

A crazy woman? A stinking bum?

-Why that little...
-What did you just call me?

No, it wasn't directed at you...

Damn it. It wasn't at you!

That's not what I meant!

That damned Dr. Brain! Help me, will you?

Help me, Dr. Brain!

Help me!

If only he had records
of soliciting prostit*tes.

No!

It's not what you think!

LIVE VIEW

I didn't mean it!

You scumbag!

Get out, you punk.

-Are you kidding me?
-I messed up.

I should've taught you worse phrases.
That wasn't bad enough.

Why you...

Hey.

What? What is it?

Darn it. This is so embarrassing.

You know this is on you, don't you?

I messed with you for consistency's sake.

-Did you not like it?
-My gosh...

I'm only letting you off
because I don't have a hand to spare.

Damn you.

Get me some tissues!

He taught me those curse words.

You should've beat him up, not me.

I didn't know.

I thought you were actually cursing at us.

Sorry.

-If you're sorry, blow his cover.
-"Blow"?

Yes, blow.

No, not like that.

My gosh...

I meant blow Lộc's cover
and tell me where he is.

I don't know.

I really don't.

I swear.

He's lying.

He looked up to the left.

Based on neuroscience, he was lying.

It's not...

a lie.

Stop.

Hey! Stop him!

Get him!

Don't just stand there!

You little...

Stop where you are!

Hey!

Stop right there!

Hey, you!

Wait.

How is he so fast?

Hey, you!

Stop.

Will you stop?

Darn it!

Come here, you.

Hey!

Get over here. Jeez.

Damn it.

Hey!

My gosh...

Hey, stop!

This is ridiculous.

Let's not do this.

Your friends have already beaten me up.

I'm hurt all over.
I can't climb after you!

I don't know anything.

Okay, fine. Come down so we can talk.

You can't climb any further anyway!

I didn't want to do this.

Don't make me sh**t you with this!

This hurts a lot!

I'd rather you sh**t.

I don't want to be deported.
I have to work.

We can talk about that later.

Lộc, you fool! I'm going to sh**t!

One!

Two!

Two and a half!

Two and three-quarters!

What?

Hey!

Are you okay? Are you hurt?

Gosh, it's stronger than I thought.

Are you out of your mind?

What have you done?

You asked me to get him.

So I did. Why are you mad?

I can't use my hands again.

I've held back twice now.

I won't hold back anymore!

Get up.

Let's go.

That night, I got this message.

HOAI

Sorry. I'm going far away.

Don't look for me.

I think Hoai did it.

Was there something going on between them?

They fought about money.

Thường told Hoai
to give back the money she owed

so she could divorce her husband

and look for her own place.

She demanded the money back.

That's why they fought.

Hoai's witnesses are here.

The witnesses are three high schoolers
living near the factory.

Yes, this is her.

What is it?

She was walking so fast,
I looked to see if she was exercising.

Right, the woman in pink!

We tracked her movement
based on the girls' statements

and checked security cameras.

She could be seen
leaving the neighborhood on foot.

She walked to avoid being tracked.

Find more security footage
to trace her route.

Okay.

Time to wear out our eyes again.

Keep up the hard work.

Captain Seol,
you need to pull your weight.

Don't just sit around
and freeload off others' hard work.

Right, sir.

You know you're paid more, don't you?

If you don't think
you can be worth your pay,

go find yourself a husband.

And then you can...

Mr. Kim.

Are you sure you can handle
the consequences of that comment?

Do you pay Captain Seol
out of your pocket?

If you don't,

you could be sued.

I could?

Sir, you can't say
stuff like that these days.

It was just a figure of speech.

People these days
need to learn to take a joke.

Why is he like that?

Captain, you shouldn't put up with that.

You should take him on one of these days.

Just pretend you're nuts and go at him.

If she were capable of that,

would she have
put up with it all this time?

Shy brains like yours
react strongly to stress.

Some things that wouldn't upset others
stress you out a great deal.

This triggers
the sympathetic nervous system

and your cortisol level increases.

Your heart starts racing,
you break out into a cold sweat,

and your face flushes.

It's like you read my mind.

So what should I do?

There's only one solution.

You need to remodel your brain.

Is that possible?

It's not easy.

That leaves only one option.

Stay the way you are.

Now if you'll excuse me...

What the...

How could he say something like that?

Captain, please don't cry.

Please don't...

That jerk always
ruins everything at the last moment!

Here.

Eat your fill and cheer up. This is on me.

It's to celebrate my being in the news.

No, this is on me.

In exchange, please be honest with me.

Do I cause you trouble at work?

Not at all.

The subsection chief knows that too.

Would he have put you in charge
if you weren't good?

Then why is he like that?

I'm not sure.

He worked in the field for many years.

I think he looks down on office work.

"We're always running around out there
catching criminals,

and all you do is sit around."

He's always said that.

He doesn't mean it,

so don't let it get to you.

I get the impression
he hates me even more these days.

I don't know what to do.

He's always had a fiery temper,

but even I wonder why
he yells more and more these days.

I wonder if he's having marital problems.

But then again,

I'm sure I'm frustrating to be around.

Even I hate my personality.

What? I hate mine too.

But why? Everyone loves your personality.

No, they're just being nice.

Let's be honest. I'm a pushover.

"Why am I such a pushover?"

I lay awake at night asking myself that.

I do that too.

You know some people
who just do whatever they want,

like Dr. Brain?

I envy them from time to time.

Me too.

I'd have my brain remodeled
if I could live like that.

It probably won't happen
in this lifetime, right?

Probably not.

Ha-ru!

What... What is this?

Brain tissue.

That's not what I'm asking.

Why is this here? Where did you get it?

No comment.

You didn't...

Don't tell me it's from the lab...

By any chance, is it...

No comment, Auntie Ji-hyung.

If you make me say "No comment"
one more time,

I won't let you come in here again.

I'll change the door passcode
and my phone number.

This will be my lab for the time being.

So don't show up whenever you want to.

I don't need to eat...

I mean, I can cook for myself.
So don't worry.

Ha-ru, is that thing...

And of course, don't pry into my research.

Everything you saw here is off the record.

I don't have to elaborate, right?

We'll talk about this another time.

-You...
-Drive safely.

Captain Seol, you're doing a great job.

Don't be intimidated.

And don't let anyone get you down!

All right?

-Gosh.
-My goodness.

-I'm sorry.
-No. Thank you.

No, I mean...

YI-NA'S MOM

-You should answer it.
-Sorry.

What is it?

Gosh, you're drinking again?

Go home already. Yi-na is home alone.

Okay, I heard you.

What's going on? He sounds nervous.

What are you doing? Are you with a woman?

Be quiet. Mind your own business.

Darn it.

I said I'd be the one paying.

It's okay. You're out late because of me.

I have to stop by the office. Bye.

Get home safely!

No soot was found
in the respiratory tract and lungs,

which means the burning occurred
after her death.

A woman in her twenties. She's Vietnamese.

Even if I wanted to beat her to death,
I can't do that if I don't know her face.

Mr. Lee Jong-gu has prosopagnosia.

Hoai, 29 in Korean age.
She's the victim's best friend.

She has a boyfriend.

He's the one who found the body.

Thường told Hoai
to give back the money she owed.

That's why they fought.

Don't just sit around
and freeload off others' hard work.

TEMPORARILY CLOSED

CAPTAIN SEOL

Yes, Captain Seol.

Can you get me Mr. Lee Jong-gu's landline?

I found something odd.

I called him on his cell phone,
but he's not picking up.

There was a nail in her head?

Yes. A nail was sticking out
of the wooden panel.

What does that mean?

Did she hurt her head?

Darn it.

This was the nail
that was stuck in Ms. Seol's head.

We managed to remove it.

Thank goodness it was a thin nail.

Her brain looks fine on the MRI.

The problem is that
she still hasn't regained consciousness.

It could be a temporary symptom
of the head injury.

Let's wait and see.

SEOBU POLICE STATION

Oh, have you managed
to get a hold of Mr. Lee?

Yes. He said he was passed out drunk.

That's why he missed Captain Seol's call.

He said he'd come to the station
if we needed him.

What on earth did she find out?

Gosh, this is frustrating.

It's not like we can ask
an unconscious person.

What is it? Did you have an idea?

Yes.

We can ask Captain Seol.

But she's unconscious.

Even while unconscious,

she can still express herself.

KOREA NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL

Captain Seol,

can you hear me?

If you want to say "yes,"

think about raising your right hand.

If it's a "no,"
think about raising your left hand.

All right. Can you hear me?

SEOL SO-JEONG

Look. It worked.

Okay.

The left side lit up,

which means she raised her right hand.

So she answered "yes."

She can actually hear you.
That's incredible.

Let me ask her something.

Captain,

is this hurting you? Should we stop?

The right side lit up. That's a "no."

How fascinating.

Okay. Captain, we'll now proceed.

You said you found
something peculiar at the crime scene.

Was it related

to Lee Jong-gu, the victim's husband?

That's a "no."

LEE JONG-GU: X

Was it related

to Hoai, the friend?

That's a "yes."

She found information on Hoai.

Okay. What did you find out about her?

I'm going to recite the alphabet.

When I say a letter
that corresponds with your answer,

think about lifting your right hand.

Let's begin.

A, B, C, D.

E, F, G.

H, I, J, K, L, M, N,

O, P, Q, R, S...

"S."

Time for the next letter.

A, B, C, D,

E, F, G, H...

There. "SH."

Is there another letter?

There. That's a "yes."

A, B, C, D, E.

-E.
-"She."

"She."

A, B, C...

O, P, Q, R, S...

SHE IS...

A, B, C, D...

LEE JONG-GU: X
HOAI: O

SHE IS DEAD

"She is dead"?

"Hoai is dead." Is that correct?

That's it.

If Hoai is dead,

then the burnt body...

It's not Thường's.

It's Hoai's.

The DNA sample from Thường's house
matched the victim's DNA.

Did the NFS make a mistake?

No, it wasn't an error.

The crime scene was staged.

Someone placed Hoai's toothbrush
and hairbrush at Thường's house

to make it look like Thường had died.

The fingerprints couldn't be obtained
so we focused on the DNA.

But that's what caused
the misidentification.

That's what Captain Seol found out.

She called Thường's husband to verify it.

But he never answered.

We'll have to check ourselves then.

Collect a sample of Thường's DNA
at Lee Jong-gu's house

and have NFS run it again.

Got it.

Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee?

Are you home?

Come on, not again.

You can't barge in like this.

Remember I let you off twice already.
I warned you.

Why are you mad at me for helping?

Stick to the protocol.

Don't just do
whatever you want to do to help me.

I'm not a police officer.

Why do I have to follow
the police protocol?

He said he distributed groceries.
That must be why he has this.

Your poor imagination strikes again.

What makes you think
there are only groceries in there?

And what does your imaginative self
think is in there?

Since that day, Thường has
also disappeared without a trace.

Don't you find that odd?

What are you waiting for? Go on.

Wait. Are you going to lock me
in there and run?

That's a great idea.

Let's go in together.

How is a coward like you a detective?

This reminds me of the rubber container
m*rder case in Pocheon.

The wife stacked the bodies of her husband
and his girlfriend in a container.

Why were you startled?

There was a frozen fish
instead of a dead body.

The disappointment was shocking.

This isn't the time for jokes, you know.

What the...

This isn't one of your games, is it?

Darn it.

What on earth?

Wait.

Damn it.

Hello?

Is anybody there?

There are people in here!

Hello?

We're... Damn it.

The temperature controller is outside.

Let's call the emergency services
or the office.

Right.

What?

We'll need to use your phone instead.

The battery is at 2%.
It'll die once the call goes through.

I left mine in the car.

Are you kidding me?

Who should we call, then?

The office? Or 911?

SUBSECTION CHIEF KIM

Yes!

Chief, I was just about to...

I... What?

Hello?

GEUM MYEONG-SAE

Hello?

What on earth?

"I was just about to..."

I get it. He was just about
to get back on the road.

He must be on his way back.

"Help me!"

Why did you yap on
when you could've said just that?

Well, I thought...

I'll say that now.

Help me!

Help us!

-Help me!
-My gosh.

Okay.

I don't think this will work.

I think it's best we leave it alone.

"Doing one more experiment
is better than just thinking."

That's my motto.

Here goes.

One, two,

three.

Hey. It worked.

See? The importance of trying.

Wait.

No, please no.

Help!

sh**t.

Darn it.

Come on.

This isn't a lab! I can't believe this.

If you have the time to yell,
go find another frozen fish.

There aren't any more.
You can look everywhere,

but that was the only thing
you could stick in there!

Lee Jong-gu must be here by now.

Mr. Lee!

Is anyone out there?

Help us!

We're locked in here!

Lee Jong-gu!

Help me!

Darn it.

Mr. Lee Jong-gu!

Help us, Lee Jong-gu!

Lee Jong-gu!

Hey, can you stop that?

I get a headache
when I hear repetitive banging noises.

You won't die of a headache.

But we will if we freeze.

Mr. Lee!

Help!

Mr. Lee Jong-gu!

Help!

Help!

Stop!

I told you to stop.

Stop!

Move!

I warned you. I said I wouldn't hold back!

This is your fault.

You think I'm a pushover, don't you?

You little...

Fine. Let's see who wins.

You little...

Damn it.

Damn it.

Okay, fine, time-out.

That's enough.

Tell me.

Who are you really?

Are you really someone with a doctorate?

Is that the best a detective can do?

What was all that about anyway?

Why does your head hurt?

Would I be like this if I knew?

When did it start?

In kindergarten.

After a car accident.

It's a kind of trauma.

Trauma?

THE REASON I k*lled

I read it through.

Thank you.

Our company decided

not to publish it.

Publishing a m*rder*r's autobiography
can't be an easy task.

So I thought about it and...

No.

It's boring.

It's not enough
to grab the public's attention.

A doctor who k*lled his patients
with medication.

It's hardly gripping.

Perhaps if there was
an element of cannibalism...

It just needs something new.

Cannibalism, you say?

That's great advice.

She should be leaving kindergarten soon.

Sunshine Kindergarten's
Little Birds class.

Kim Yu-jeong.

I saw a photo of her,

and she looked so tender.

A pretty little girl.

Have you lost your mind?

Did you look into me and my family?

I know you're having an affair
with one of your colleagues.

I also know your wife's fighting cancer.

Before I dig in,

I'll tell your daughter

that she's being eaten
because her stupid hypocrite of a father

chose to speak out of turn.

You crazy b*stard!

Jeez.

Guard!

Guard!

Guard! Let me out!

He's trying to k*ll my daughter!

Guard!

Guard! Open the door!

Guard!

I hate disrespect more than m*rder.

I'll keep that in mind, sir.

Contact another publisher.

I will, sir.

By the way,

what about the letter?

It was sent.
It should have arrived by now.

People still write letters?

FROM: HWANG DONG-WOO

Hwang Dong-woo?

Yes, Ji-hyung.

-Go on.
-I wanted to ask you something.

Do you remember someone
named Hwang Dong-woo?

It's the doctor who was sent
to prison for serial m*rder, right?

I'm not sure.

Was that his name?

He was charged with k*lling patients...

Sorry, Dr. Shin.
I just got an urgent call.

Okay, you should get it.

I'll call you back.

DR. SHIN JI-HYUNG

HA-RU

TO: DR. SHIN HA-RU

FROM: HWANG DONG-WOO

-The number you dialed is unavailable...
-Why won't he pick up?

HA-RU

What is he getting up to?

At this rate,
I'll die of exhaustion before I freeze.

Meditation is the best way
to regulate body temperature.

The reason Tibetan monks
survive subzero temperatures in a robe

with one arm bare...

I guess you're not enlightened enough.

Maybe it's because you're not a monk.

I can't concentrate because of you.

Stop wasting your time, Dr. Brain.

Let's help each other.

I have an idea.

Come here. Hold me.

If you touch me,

I will k*ll you.

Don't rub up against me.
If you cross the line, I will k*ll you.

Your lips must be frozen.

You sound more curt.

Your brain must be frozen.
You're being a jerk.

Don't be like that.

At this rate, we might end up
taking our last breaths together.

Don't say such a horrible thing.

It's making my temperature drop.

What would people say

if they found our bodies like this?

It's making all my hair stand up.

Get off me.

Get away.

Hang on.

It feels warm.

Don't rub up against me.

I told you not to rub up against me.

Darn you...

I think Dad has a crush on someone.

It felt nice to be held.

-Dr. Brain!
-You want to lose your hands?

-You got what you wanted.
-My gosh.

A brain remodeling.

We've identified a likely suspect.

Their brains will tell us
who the culprit is.

Now I know why he's so twisted.

He's been through a lot.

He's evil.

They either k*ll themselves
or become murderers.

A head-on battle.

I'll find the evidence,

no matter what it takes.