01x05 - Vigilante of Seoul

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STRONG GIRL NAM-SOON

EPISODE 5
VIGILANTE OF SEOUL

Power will go out

in three, two, one.

You have five minutes.

After that,
the backup generator will kick in.

Okay.

Here.

You don't even need night vision goggles?

What the hell are you?

Hey, brother.

The masks are up there.

Where?

What?

It beeped.

You have two minutes. Hurry up.

We're short on time.

I'm not in some kind of metaverse, am I?

This is the real world, right?

Come on. Pass that here.

-Are you okay?
-I'm good.

I'm not hurt, but…

-Let me take a look.
-It's all right.

Hee-sik, come on.
You have 50 seconds left.

Okay.

Let's hurry out.

I knew it was a bad idea
to take Nam-soon in there.

Did she get hurt?

-Drive.
-Right.

I can't believe a woman carried me out.

This can't be.

You fell because of me.

It's the least I can do.

I know the ger incident
proved your strength,

but seeing you in action…

Gosh, it was impressive.

Gan I-sik is as light as a feather.

And just like that, I became a feather.

-Drive, will you?
-Got it.

Please come to Incheon Port immediately.

We are preparing dinner for you.

You.

You're the one who gave me
the business card at Heritage.

That's right.

You followed me.

Why?

I introduced you to Opulentia, didn't I?

That's why I followed you.

Wait.

It's that way.

But…

That wasn't it?

He's the vice chairman of Opulentia.

Why is the vice chairman here
roleplaying as a restaurant owner?

Stir-fried chicken gizzards.

So freakin' good.

How about some chicken feet?

Try the chicken gizzards.

So freakin' good.

That is a purpose I can get behind.

It's not easy to come across
those who share my vision.

I knew it.

I was right.

We have access to
a vast amount of data and intelligence.

With the capital we have,

we could hire any retiree
from the CIA, the FBI,

the British SIS, and the Russian Mint,

as well as members of both
legal and ill*gal powerful organizations.

So you've been trying to figure out
who I truly am.

We've been searching for someone
who truly knows how to spend their money,

and that's how we chose you.

I look forward

to working with you.

Cheers!

-Cheers!
-Cheers!

Great work today. Get some rest.

You too, kid.

Right.

See you.

Hang on. I should walk her home.

It's dark and dangerous outside.

Go on without me.

Talk about not knowing his place.

She should be the one
walking him home instead.

Nam-soon.

I'll walk you home.

You don't need to.
I live right over there.

Still, it's dangerous at night.

There could be wolves and foxes.

Shoo.

Good job today. I appreciate the help.

It was fun.

Besides, I'll do anything
if it can help you or the world.

It did help.

Bye, brother.

Also,

try speaking a bit more formally.

-Try, "Goodbye."
-Yo, brother.

-You're back, Ms. Nam-soon.
-Yeah.

I mean, yes.

Where's my mom, Ms. Jung?

She had an important meeting.

She'll probably be home soon.

She's in Incheon at the moment.

I see.

I will head to my room.

Good night, Ms. Jung.

Good night.

Where do you live?

You're beautiful.

How about going for a drive?

The match of the day.

MATCH OF THE DAY!
POLLOCK

No way. Hwang Geum-dong?

Are you kidding me?

Damn it.

Wait, my photo.

DELETE CURRENT PHOTO?
CONFIRM

VIVID

CUTIES

You know,

you're gradually losing your place
in my heart.

It's weird.

You don't seem as cool as you used to be.

I wonder why.

Do you guys know the reason?

GAN I-SIK

Wash your hands well
since you touched the masks.

Good night.

I think…

I know why.

I can't take it!

GANGHAN POLICE PRECINCT

Send it to the NFS.

Hee-sik went to Doogo.

He came back with all types of masks.

Could these really be drugs?

I know, right? I'm just as baffled.

Hey, you know g*ng Nam-soon

-from the ger fight?
-The strong girl?

You wouldn't believe how strong she is.

She ran with Hee-sik in her arms.

My friend over at
Gangnam Police Station told me

about an academy building fire.

One girl apparently jumped
all the way to the fourth floor.

As if. This isn't some Marvel movie.

It's true. There are even photos
taken at the scene.

I bet they're fake.
Anything can be photoshopped these days.

They weren't. Now hear this.

The mother of that flying woman
owns Geumju Daily

and is super rich.

She's a trillionaire.

Anyway, her mom stopped
those articles from being published,

hence the lack of reports.

Are you saying that the ger girl
is also the flying one?

-No, right?
-Yes.

She's her.

She'll put Wonder Woman to shame.

But is it true?
Do you believe any of this?

Come on, Chamma.

The mom finally found her
after searching for 20 years.

But during that time,
an impostor showed up.

LEE MYUNG-HEE WANTED FOR FRAUD
REWARD UP TO 5 MILLION WON

-We're back.
-We're back.

This is Ganghan Police Precinct.

I'm calling about Ri Hwa-ja.

I'd like to report a sighting.

Yes, I'm sure of it.

Ri Hwa-ja, the fraud at large.

She's brazenly working here
as a delivery woman.

By the way,

how much would I get for the tip-off?

Where exactly did you see the suspect?

I'm at Doogo…

Hello?

Hello?

Shouldn't my working here
despite being wanted by the police

be a dead giveaway?

I have nothing more to lose.

Anyone who gets in my way

will be done for.

You've been eyeing me for some time now.

Did you think I wouldn't notice?

Keep sticking your nose
where it doesn't belong,

and I'll remove all your organs
to send them for delivery.

I'll put them in an icebox.

They should be kept fresh, after all.

I'll even…

deliver them myself.

Hi!

Hey, Young-tak.

Can you call me
as soon as the NFS gets back to us

regarding the masks?

I'll head back as soon as I'm done.

Got it.

-This is Kang Hee-sik.
-Inspector Kang,

this is Yeo Ji-hyeon.

It's about Lee Myung-hee,
g*ng Nam-soon's impostor.

Someone called saying he saw her.

Is that so?

We should verify the tip and arrest her.

The call got disconnected,

but the caller said she was at Doogo.

-Doogo?
-Yes.

Does every road lead to Doogo or what?

Officer Yeo,

could you get me a detailed file on her?

I requested some information

from Senior Inspector Oh of Team 3.

I'm looking into her
using my own connections,

so you can just focus on the drug case.

Got it, thank you.

We'll talk again
when I get back to the precinct.

Sure.

Good luck.

What's going on?

If she truly is at Doogo…

did she follow Nam-soon there?

But why?

Doberman, it's me.

g*ng Nam-soon is at Doogo.

I'm serious.

She's a delivery person.

She should be living the good life
thanks to her billionaire mom.

Why is she working there?

That's what I want to know too.

What the hell is she doing here?

Was she another impostor
who got kicked out, or…

maybe something else is going on?

I'm not going anywhere near her,

no matter how much you pay me.

She's not your average girl.

I genuinely want to k*ll her

more than anything.

It would've all been mine
if she hadn't shown up.

She pisses me off.

By the way,

some b*stard recognized me
and reported me to the police.

I told you that you shouldn't
be working there.

You need to get out of there.

The cops are all over the place
looking for you.

I'm…

going to k*ll them all,

starting with g*ng Nam-soon.

Tsetseg.

Yeah, what is it?

Why isn't Jun-seok at work today?

He's on his way.

He's taking advantage of you
just because you're strong, isn't he?

Aren't you taking advantage of us
just because you're our superior?

Don't be like that.

All I want is for us to get along.

Let's…

be friends.

Sure.

Whatever.

By the way, Tsetseg,

what did you eat in Mongolia
to make you this strong?

It's a secret.

You can tell me.

My lips are sealed.

I eat…

100 eggs a day.

-100 eggs?
-Yes.

Really? 100 eggs?

Yes.

And they must be consumed raw.

Not fried or boiled

-but 100 raw eggs?
-Yes.

Whatever I eat, I eat it raw.

Raw chicken and raw pork.

That's your secret?

Yes.

Don't tell anyone though.

They'll laugh at you

because they'll think you made it up.

Why would I spill something
this top secret?

This knowledge is almost
too much to bear alone.

Eat raw food.

Raw food.

Raw food.

Ma'am, Ms. Cho from Seowon
is waiting for you.

What brings her here?

I'm not sure.

I doubt she's in need of money,

so I wonder why.

To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms. Cho?

It's been a while.

Hardly.

We met at the Heritage Club party.

Right, of course.

This…

is a ten-carat blue diamond.

I see. And?

It'll be collateral

for three big ones.

It's a custom-made Rothermere diamond.

My husband bought it
for five billion won at the time

to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary.

Why do you suddenly need that money?

You coming to me
means you're in urgent need of it.

Or maybe you need money
to spend under your husband's radar.

Do you really need to know?

Of course.

Don't you know Gold Blue's principle?

"The borrowed money
must be spent on something meaningful."

Please don't tell me it's for drugs.

Don't be ridiculous.

Then tell me what it's for.

I must know.

We received a tip.

Regarding what?

Ri Hwa-ja is at Doogo.

The woman who tried to k*ll you
was seen at Doogo.

Really? I can't wait to meet her.

Why are you excited?
She's not your long-lost friend.

We have to catch her, not meet her.

Then what? Throw her in prison?

Of course. She committed a heinous crime.

My mom wouldn't want that.

My mom said

that people can change.

People don't change that easily.

My mom disagrees.

She ran off with your watches

and tried to k*ll our daughter.

I can never forgive her.

I'll hear her out first

and deal with her myself if I have to.

I left the watches in my room
for her to take.

On purpose?

You let her steal from you?

What on earth were you trying to do?

Being short of money
makes people do bad things.

I wanted to prevent that.

You let her steal
to stop her from doing bad things?

As if that makes any sense.

Hwang Geum-ju.

You're so materialistic,
just like your name suggests.

What? Look here, Bong-go.

Then does that make you a bongo drum?

Look at you two, acting like children.

That's enough!

I'm sick and tired of you
always using money

to try to control everyone
and get everything your way.

As if that's my concern.

It's why we're no longer together.

Money can't buy you everything!

Why do you two always bicker?

Do you still have feelings for each other?

-As if!
-As if!

You watch your tone.

Sit, you two.

I saw the look in her eyes

when she called me Mom.

In that moment,
she truly thought of me as her mom.

Her eyes weren't lying.

I won't abandon her.

She was my daughter,
even if for a brief moment.

I will forgive her

and help her turn over a new leaf.

I want to put my faith in my mom.

That reminds me. Gan I-sik.

When will we know about the masks?

Our Hee-sik outdid himself.

He really struck out.

So much for graduating from the
National Police University with honors.

We made a fool of ourselves
by committing to this case

based on a text he received
from an anonymous sender.

You know what?

Tell him to abort the operation.

We located everyone
who received drugs from Baldy.

Hee-sik found the supply wallet,

and everything checked out
when I traced it.

Okay.

Hey, Young-tak. Did the NFS
get back to us about the masks?

They couldn't find any trace of drugs.

The team leader says you should come back.

Nothing was detected in the masks?

That's right.

We're feeling the heat from everywhere,
so just come back quietly.

They're going to call us suckers
for following a single text

all thanks to you.

The masks weren't the source?

Young-tak, I looked into Ryu Si-o.

There's no record of him in the country
between the ages of 20 to 32.

We need to look into his finances

and find out where he got
the money for his business.

That's a job for the National Tax Service.

I'm staying undercover.

Something's not right.

So it wasn't the masks?

It wasn't.

CEO HWANG GEUM-JU

He's the only Korean fund manager
who'd get brunch on weekends

with Warren Buffett on Wall Street.

He launders money

and easily doubles it for the one percent.

Shell corporations
also fall under his purview.

I'm letting you in on this
because it's you.

You have more than enough cash
ready to be spent,

but that isn't the case
for other wealthy people like us.

Our assets are our stocks.

And as you know,
stocks are too transparent.

I should look into Bread Song,

or Macaroni Song, or whatever his name is.

There's something fishy about him.

HANGOVER SOUP

-This is Kang--
-You get back here!

Are my orders just a joke to you?

I'll head back, sir.

-I have to head back.
-Okay.

Hey, you.

Don't just stack them out here.

Carry them to the kitchen.

I'm afraid our policy
is to deliver everything to your doorstep.

Taking them in
is your responsibility, sir.

You sure have a mouth for a delivery guy.

Don't talk back
and just do as you're told.

If I call Doogo and file a complaint
about your services,

you'll get the boot.

The customer is king.

Don't you know how things work?

We hear you, sir.

We'll move them for you.

Unbelievable. A girl doing delivery work?

Then maybe you can lend a hand, sir.

Why should I help when it's your job?

No wonder idiots
can't get better jobs than this.

There we go. Let's hurry out.

Go on without me.
This is the last of it anyway.

I'll stay behind and wrap things up.

I'm begging you.
Please don't cause any trouble.

Don't worry.

Now shoo.

Shoo.

I'll get going. I'll call you later.

Sure. See you later.

You kids must be kidding me.

Those need to go in the pantry, damn it.

Maybe it's time
you put in the work, you jerk.

"You jerk"?

Have you lost your mind?

Why you little…

-Hey, you.
-Sir.

She's from Mongolia
and hasn't learned honorifics.

Unbelievable.

I didn't like that look of yours
from the start.

Why do you stare at people like that?

Move these already.

That little brat.

For goodness' sake.

Let's go.

Yes, I'm on my way.

Go without me. I have unfinished business.

Hey, wait!

What did that guy do to deserve this?

All this for being a jerk?

What now?

I'm here to eat.

Will others be joining you?

No, it's just me.

What's wrong? Is there a problem?

This table is for larger groups.
Sit elsewhere.

Bring me a bowl of backbone hangover soup.

-What?
-I'm hungry.

Bring it here.

You crazy brat.

Is it crazy to sit at a table for eight?

Is it crazy to be hungry?

I'm not serving you. Get out.

You can't do that.

Who are you to refuse service?

You said it yourself

that the customer is king.

Don't just stand there

and bring me my backbone hangover soup.

Fine.

Just sit elsewhere while I ask nicely.

No, I like it here.

You don't want to?

Then leave. Get out!

Don't annoy me when I'm hungry!

You have flimsy tables.

Are you happy now?

It's a table for one.

Bring me my soup.

Debone it.

Do it, will you?

Remember how I moved all your boxes
to your kitchen pantry?

Maybe I should call
the franchise headquarters

and post our interaction on social media.

Are you only nice
to paying patrons at your restaurant

and mean to everyone else?

It's for the soup.

The rest is for the glue you'll need
to reattach this table.

Don't go on power trips,

you dummy!

No, you have the wrong number.

What brought you here, ma'am?

My car.

Bread Song,

or in Korean, "Singing Baked Goods."

Anyway, I'm here to see him.

You'll need an appointment
if you wish to see Mr. Song.

Here. Take this to Mr. Bread.

This passbook's balance will be enough
to get me through his door.

Just a second, ma'am.

I'll be right back.

My life can change.

Thirty-two,

twenty-six,

eighteen.

Thirty-two, twenty-six,

eighteen.

Thirty-two,

twenty-six,

eight…

I'm ruling out sexual harassment.

What do the numbers mean?

The humidity, fine dust level,

and temperature for the day.

To mellow the hearts of clients

who need a break from KOSDAQ, NASDAQ,

interest rates, exchange rates,
bank balances, and others,

I greet them with a subtle joke.

What a freak.

He will see you.

Ninety-six, forty-two,

seventy.

Ninety-six, forty-two,

seventy.

What could they mean?

May I have a seat?

You may lie down if you want.

I'm here to get some advice
on asset management.

Yes?

Hodor?

Patch me through.

Hodor, don't worry.

I'll just transfer
100 billion rubles for now.

The Russian government is keeping
a close watch due to tax issues.

Patience is key.

Trust me!

I apologize for that.

Judging by your bank balance,

I doubt you're interested
in increasing your assets.

I'll cut right to the chase.

As you can tell,
I have excess cash at hand.

I hear you're a master
at handling black money.

Black money?

You must have an offshore account.

I have about 50 million dollars
in a bank in Amsterdam.

You should invest that cash in real estate

rather than keeping it in the bank.

I'll draw up a list

of underrated buildings
in Amsterdam or Almere.

It's time you turned to real estate
for your asset management…

before you get tracked.

Having too much cash
will lead to a tax investigation.

The head of the Chicago Mafia
wasn't caught by the police or the FBI.

It was the IRS that took him down.

Korea is heading down that road.

But isn't real estate also traceable?

No, real estate is safe to invest in.

The investigative power
lies solely with the Dutch government.

The Korean government won't find out
unless the Dutch cooperate.

And the Dutch government
would do no such thing.

I see.

Is that so?

Any business that transpires between us

will be kept…

a secret.

You can trust me.

So…

you're a Wall Street hotshot
and an Ivy League graduate,

yet you speak in a dialect.

"I will never forget my roots."

That's what it means.

Have my assistant
book your next appointment.

That's it…

for today.

Sure.

Then…

Do you like bread?

Your name is Bread, so I thought I'd ask.

I'm obsessed with it.

Book my next appointment
and give me a call.

Yes, ma'am.

Ninety-six,

forty-two, and seventy.

What do they mean?

My IQ,

my son's waist measurement,

and the age of my dad
who ran out on us ten years ago.

It's a dossier on Ri Hwa-ja.

Thank you.

She's an orphan.

There's a young group
that stemmed from some gangsters,

and its leader is infamous
for training orphans

and initiating those who are useful.

She's their only female member.

She showed promise from a young age.

When kids are initiated
into the g*ng at 20,

their feet get branded.

That way, it won't be obvious.

Apparently, it was so that
they could be identified if they died.

It's a tradition of sorts.

-Hee-sik, let's roll.
-Okay.

Thanks for this.

Should I send officers to Doogo?

Not right now. I'll take it from here.

Got it.

Grandma,

bone soup and donuts go well together.

They pair well,

and I'm one to value a good food pairing.

How could they pair well?

It'd make you vomit.

No, they're good together.
It melts in your mouth.

Right. Whatever you say.

I apologize, Nam-in.

It's all my fault.

-Mother.
-Yes?

Were you perhaps invited
to a British royal wedding?

You see,

I'm dreaming of a future

with that handsome barista over there,
who I'm entangled with,

which is why I need your full cooperation.

Just live a quiet life as a humanitarian.

Why bother with romance?

You're still technically married
to your husband

and don't know if he's alive or not.

That's what's been bothering me too.

Right? You're worried about Grandpa too.

Do I need to put him
on the Interpol wanted list?

The tarot cards say

-he's in the east.
-He's alive?

Of course, obviously.

What the hell is that man up to?

-Ms. Gil.
-Goodness.

Yes, Jun-hee?

Now that we found Nam-soon,

-finding Father--
-When we do, I'll k*ll him.

I'm going to bag Mr. Seo.

It's my life's final goal.

Mother!

How could you say in front of Nam-in?

This is unbelievable.

How could you?

Come to think of it,
you and Mom treat me like I'm invisible.

How could you say that
in front of your grandson?

"Bag him"?

You two have no romance
or a sense of humor.

Anyway, I will crush anyone

who gets in the way of achieving my goal.

Consider yourselves warned.

Got it?

Jun-hee.

How can you eat after hearing that?

Didn't it ruin your appetite?

As if my appetite would be fazed by that.

Jun-hee, you sure do make
a mean cup of joe…

I mean,

you brew some excellent coffee.

Never did I realize

that coffee could be this good.

You sure know how to make someone's day.

I feel so heartened at your compliments.

I've never been one
to throw about empty words.

Jun-hee.

Life…

is short, isn't it?

That's not true, Ms. Gil.

I've been studying up
on genomes these days.

Gnomes?

What's there to study
about gnomes of all things?

Goodness.

I see you're humorous too.

Anyway, what I learned
from the Human Genome Project

is that living until 100 is now a reality.

Life is quite long now.

I see.

You must be thrilled by that.

It's my daughter. I should take it.

Sure.

Hello?

Hey, Yun-jin.

Dad, I'm in trouble.

What's going on?

I hit someone with my car.

What?

Where are you now?

At Gangnam Police Station.

Hold on. Switch to a video call.

See if that's really her.

This could be a voice phishing scam.

Yun-jin, let's talk face-to-face.

Did you really get into an accident?

Dad, what do I do?

I have to pay
a settlement of 20 million won

to be released under investigation.

If not, I'll be detained.

What do I do?

I'll wire the money straight away.
Don't worry.

-Text me the account number.
-Got it.

Hurry.

Excuse me, Ms. Gil.

I must wire this money to her.

Right.

Hold on. Gangnam Police Station, was it?

I know a detective there. Let's go there.

Come on.

-Ms. Gil.
-Ms. Gil, what brings you here?

I'm here about a car accident.

Should I head to the traffic unit?

Allow me to escort you.

-This way, ma'am.
-Let's go.

TRAFFIC ACCIDENT INVESTIGATION TEAM 2

I don't see anyone
by the name of Seo Yun-jin.

What?

The person you called is not available.

-Leave a message after the tone…
-But I had a video call with her.

It was my daughter.

It must have been a deepfake.

-"Deepfake"?
-That's right.

Even one's likeness can be faked.

Did you wire the money?

She needed to settle,
so I wired the money.

It looks like you'll have to report it.

Did someone scam me
by faking my daughter's face?

-Yes.
-Then quickly take his report!

You must take it upstairs
to the Cyber Bureau…

Allow me to escort you.

Can't we just do it here
and not move around?

There are all kinds of cases in the world.

It's the same with meat.

-Different cuts--
-What are you saying?

My gosh. Jun-hee?

Goodness.

-Is he your husband?
-A soon-to-be boyfriend.

I see.

Jun-hee.

We haven't been able to contact

the man you struck after flipping his car.

Wait. Is he dead?

I doubt it. There hasn't been a report.

We just can't reach him.

Jun-hee seems furious.

That's how it is
when our kids are involved. Jun-hee?

He was a good instructor
and popular among his students.

But at some point,

he seemed lethargic
and started to skip classes.

Was there anything out of the ordinary?

One thing definitely stood out.

He drank a lot of water.

He even drank the pool water as well.

He drank the pool water?

Yes, on numerous occasions.

He came back after teaching today

and started chugging the pool water.

Yes, sir.

Yes. What?

Stop. What's with you?

Hey.

Look at this place. What a mess.

Tell me about it.

What the hell?

Mr. Seo, there's no need to cry.

Is it because you lost 20 million won?

My daughter's sick.

She's taking time off work
to recover from major surgery.

Goodness.

That's terrible.

I can't stomach the fact
that those th*gs know her face.

I'm finding it hard to deal with things

ever since my wife passed away.

Mr. Seo, those guys are busy.

They won't have time
to come after you or your daughter.

They have a quota to meet

and will be busy
fishing for the next target.

They won't remember her face.

They won't come after her,

so don't you worry.

Do you really think so?

Of course.

If not, I'll take them out.

I'll crush their bones
or fillet their flesh.

Don't be scared.

These are butchering knives.

That's just how determined I am.

I guess my jokes don't fly
with the Korean audience.

It's not like I need knives anyway.

I can break them to pieces
with my bare hands.

It's a thing.

We'll be gradually
getting to know each other,

so I'll leave it here for today.

But seeing tears well up in your eyes

almost broke my heart.

What do you say

to a tasty meal?

How about dried radish greens soup?

We should have whatever you want.

But…

I should probably give Mr. g*ng a call.

Yes, Mr. Seo. Of course.

Don't worry. It's fine.

I'll see you tomorrow.

One more thing.

Please don't quit working here
even if my grandma annoys you.

I really hope you don't.

Do you want to lose weight?

That's what I took to slim down.

You're like a diamond in the rough.

You'd look amazing if you lost weight.

What was that all about?

I'll look into it alone today.

You continue working on the case.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Are you sick?

Do you need some help?

I'll keep an eye on this slimy jerk.

The main problem is this little punk.

Ms. Jung, come in.

Type in English for me.

The translation software
has been acting up lately.

Yes, ma'am.

Can I truly trust your intel
that there are drugs at Doogo?

"I was informed that a Russian mafia group
was involved with Doogo."

"That Russian mafia group is in Korea."

I also need information
on Ryu Si-o, the CEO.

"He founded Doogo
with money of unknown origin."

"We are currently tracking it."

"Money of unknown origin"?

It's obviously drug money.

Doogo.

Ms. Nam-soon is home.

I'll excuse myself.

Tell Nam-soon to meet me in the study.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Hwang?

What is it?

Are you on a dating app?

So am I.

Don't act like you know me on there.

Sure.

I see you're also lonely, Ms. Jung.

Of course.

I'm lonely.

But we humans are born as lonely beings.

Humans are born…

-You're home.
-Hi, Ms. Jung.

-Hi, Uncle.
-Hi, Niece.

Head to the study.
Ms. Hwang is waiting for you.

All right.

Mom.

Nam-soon.

You agreed to tell me
what you've been up to

with your cop friend, right?

Right, I was about to get to that.

Go ahead.

Mom.

I…

have been working
as a delivery person at Doogo.

Doogo?

I hear there are drugs at that place.

Gan I-sik has been tasked
to locate the drugs,

and I've been helping him.

Now my own child is involved in this mess.

The thing is,

he thought the drugs
were disguised as masks,

but they weren't.

So Gan I-sik won't be at Doogo
starting tomorrow.

His bosses told him to abort the mission

since the information was false.

I don't know what I can…

Is he Ryu Si-o?

Have you seen him?

Yes, at the warehouse.

Nam-soon,

this might be your fate.

You leaving me to grow up
in the vast plains of Mongolia

to become as bold as Genghis Khan himself

and coming back to me.

All of this must be fate.

You can't lead a normal life.

Right.

Let's save the world.

You and me.

Okay. I can do that.

I know I can.

GANGHAN POLICE PRECINCT

Young-tak, have you tried this number?

The Dericoin is as far as we can get.

Now that Baldy's dead,

we can't question him about the supplier.

The ID of the visitor
who gave him the mask

-turned out to be fake.
-Right.

To think a fake ID breached
a governmental facility's security…

At least you managed to track
where the drugs trickle down.

Its fatality rate is menacing.

There has never been a drug
this potent before.

What I can't grasp is the drug's cycle.

I don't get it either.

Some take two days while some take three.

All they have in common
is their excessive consumption of water.

It's water!

It reacts to water.

It turns into a drug
once it reacts to water.

Consuming water increases its potency.

It would then k*ll you, sir.

You must not drink water.

CEO RYU SI-O

I checked with the manager in charge.

All warehouse employees
had already gone home that day.

-And the security cameras?
-The lights were out,

so it'll be hard to see anything.

Also, this video was uploaded
on the company forum

by Manager Heo of the logistics team.

There's an extraordinarily strong girl.

She's from Mongolia.

Film me again
and I'll report you for slacking off.

Shoo.

Are you sick?

Do you need some help?

There you are.

Hello.

-Okay.
-Good.

Inspector Kang,
you have a visitor downstairs.

Thanks.

The one who tipped you off
about drugs at Doogo

was me.

You dig further into Doogo.

Meanwhile,

I'll look into Ryu Si-o.

STRONG GIRL NAM-SOON

I got caught stealing.

I ask you to observe her every move

and report back to me.

Please put your faith in Nam-soon.

I don't think I can.

She thinks she's invincible
and acts rashly.

It seems your mother is dating someone.

Is dating a priority at that age?

Our hearts beat even in old age.

I want to move out.
I'd rather live with Dad.

Taking it without an antidote

is practically self-destruction.

Still, you briefly get
a taste of what you desire.

Then isn't death a worthy price to pay?

Sir, please snap out of it.