01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

Hey, stop!

Get down!

Stop! Where are you going?

Stay down!

- What were you doing in the park?
- I was just dropping something off.

Dropping off what?

- It's over there.
- Hold him.

- This one?
- Yes.

Mr. Kuo.

Someone gave me 1,000 dollars.

He told me to leave this
on the slide at 10:00 p.m.

- Why did you run then?
- Da-chao.

Find out who he is

and who made him do this.

Don't make him leave till I say so.

Got it.

Get up.

Up.

- Let her go! She won't go with you!
- This is none of your business!

Lin Shang-yong.

COPYCAT k*ller

Be careful.

Yu-tong? Yu-tong.

Oh, sorry.

Yu-tong. I'm sorry.

I know I'm late.

Daddy, why did you leave me here?
Where did you go?

I thought you didn't want me anymore.

No, why wouldn't I want you?

I was catching a bad guy just now,
that's why I was late.

I'm so sorry. It's my fault.

Don't leave me here again, Daddy.
I don't like being alone.

I was scared.

Okay, okay, I promise you I won't.

I will never leave you alone.
I will always hold your hand, okay?

Let's have ice cream,
what do you say, huh?

Mm-hm.

- I'll take you there, all right?
- Okay.

Okay. We'll try different flavors.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Mr. Kuo.

The man just now
only came here to leave this clipping.

He doesn't know the man who hired him.

The phone really belongs to Yu-tong.

It was brought with the body for testing.

Are you all right?

I've seen that girl before.

She's Yu-tong's friend.

Okay, we'll confirm her identity.

The man we chased down earlier...

was only sent here to leave this.

The k*ller used the media to lure us here.

He left Yu-tong's cellphone

but k*lled her friend instead.

He's toying with us.

This is all part of his plan.

Damn. Got into a fight?

The police came looking for me.

- Let's talk inside.
- ...the latest development

regarding the serial m*rder case.

A victim's body was found
on a slide in a park decapitated.

It's clear the k*ller's methods
are quite cruel.

At present,
the reason these women went missing

and were m*rder*d is still unclear.

- These...
- You said the police came looking for you.

Did they beat you up?

It's that damn cop
who's all over the news.

He said that when I was at Kink,
the missing women were there too.

He thinks I'm involved
in his daughter's disappearance.

...because they feel
unsafe and vulnerable here?

Is that why he hit you?

If I were you, I would sue his sorry a*s!

Forget it.

Where would I get the money for that?

The authorities
have also advised the public to report...

By the way, where were you tonight?

...suspicious activities to this hotline...

What's it to you?

I'm serious.

Did you come here
just to ask me this, huh?

...just received a phone-in message

from the alleged k*ller
whose identity remain...

The k*ller called
the television station twice.

I happen to answer both times.

The following is a clip
from the k*ller's call...

And the way he spoke
seem very familiar to me.

Talk, talk, talk.

Of course I'll talk.

I told you to apologize.

Instead, you confessed
your love to your daughter.

And you, Mr...

What are you trying to say?

I just find it strange
so I wanted to ask you in person.

Do you have anything to do
with those missing women?

You're out of your mind.

Look around.

Look. Where would I hide them?

Go and search the place if you want.

So you're not the k*ller?

No, I'm not.

That's good to know.

I'll get going then.

I'm sorry I dropped by on an impulse.

I should have called first.

Hey.

Why do you even care

what happens to those women?

I don't.

It's fine now.

If you're really suspect me,
then go and tell the police.

- Don't come and question me.
- No, Iisten...

I don't wanna suspect you.
I've known you for a long time.

As long as you tell me face-to-face,
I'll believe you.

What if it really is me?

If it really is you,
I want to know why you're doing this.

And then turn yourself in.

Why are you so serious?

Take care of yourself.

Yun-huei,
let me ask you something.

Do you think a k*ller like this,

a deranged madman, is born bad?

Or perhaps some trauma
he went through as a kid

could have caused him
to turn out this way?

Jian-h*.

You are a good person.

But that doesn't mean everyone's the same.

Hsiao-chi said

the cops are looking
into Li Hsiao-lin's case.

The lipstick marks on her face
are the same

as those on the victims
of the current m*rder cases.

That was years ago.

Why are you still looking into it now?

Could you please tell me
what exactly happened that day?

I've already told you.

I passed out and when I woke up,
she was lying there.

And before you passed out?

Aside from you and Li Hsiao-lin,
was anyone else with you?

- Push him down.
- Lower!

- Push him more!
- Lower!

No one.

Are you sure?

No one.

- You really suck, dude.
- Push him more.

Stop struggling.

Just do it.

I think he's dying.

- Hey, get up.
- Hey, are you okay?

- Get up.
- This is bad.

What are you doing?

Hu Jian-h*. Hey, get up!

Get up!

Stop pretending!

I said get up!

What game are you playing?

I'm sorry.

Facial fractures.
Suffocated. Comatose.

You sure were brutal!

You left the girl half-dead!

Don't deny it!

What if it really is me?

Next time,
before you side with this guy here,

ask him...

Go ahead and ask him
where the missing girls in the club went!

Hello, this is Lifeline.

Yes. Hello.

So, how may I address you, sir?

My name is Hu Jian-h*.

Hello, Mr. Hu.

Is there anything on your mind
you'd like to share with us?

I think my friend
might have k*lled someone.

I don't know what to do right now
or who I should talk to.

Hmm. That sounds serious.

Have you tried calling the police?

Mr. Lin. You had too much.
Why don't you go home and rest?

I'm looking for my daughter.

This is none of your business.

- Move aside!
- Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin!

You have come to our club so many times.

You know we're always cooperative, right?

Let me in, okay?

Hey, Mr. Lin.

- Don't do this.
- Why?

You hiding something?

Why else won't you let me in?

If we were doing
something wrong, you've known by now.

Now, show me your search warrant.

Search warrant, huh?

- Search my a*s!
- What are you doing?

Get off! Damn you!

I'm not at the point
of calling the police yet.

I'm still trying
to figure things out right now.

Come on!

- He's my best friend.
- Stop it!

When I was bullied as a kid,
he would come to my rescue.

You're not brave now, huh?

What are you doing?
Let go of me! Let go of me! I said let go!

You're hurting me!

Let go of me! Stop it!

I said let me go!

Jia-wun, you're gonna k*ll her! Jia-wun!

What's wrong?

Are you okay?

Hu Jian-h*.

Do you believe in ghosts or spirits?

My dead sister came to me again.

Mr. Hu, are you still there?

Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu?

Sir, just see yourself out.

Take care.

Thank you.

I spoke to the club's staff.
They won't press charges.

It's over. Go home.

You all right?

Should I call a cab so you can get home?

Yeah, home.

If you can call it home.

When I walk through the door,

I still see traces of her.

The living room
is where Yu-tong took her first steps.

And the bathroom...

is where I used to bathe her.

One day, she suddenly called me Dad.

She was in elementary

when I had a rare day off,

so I painted her bedroom.

She was so happy, she ran over to me.

And she said,
"Dad, I'll give you a massage."

I looked at her tiny hands

and I thought to myself...

...the day will come

when I will take those hands...

and I will walk her down the aisle.

I was so happy and excited then.

For the first time,

I felt life was worth living.

Mr. Kuo.

I cannot lose my sweet daughter.

I don't care if it will cost me my life.

I have to find Yu-tong no matter what.

TNB NEWS

According to
the Department of Civil Affairs,

thousands move from their hometown
to Songyan City every year.

43 percent of these people are women.

They yearn for urban life

and boldly pursue their dreams
and better job opportunities.

Unfortunately, one day,

some of them suddenly disappeared

and became missing persons.

Some may even have been m*rder*d.

The public have criticized
the private lives of some of these women,

labeling them
as loose, reckless, and indiscreet.

What exactly is the truth?

Let's find out in this report.

You're back early.
Why don't you get some rest now?

Go easy. Don't scrub
your aunt's cab like that.

You'll end up scratching the finish.

But it's so dirty.
No one would want to ride.

Hey, is anything wrong?

What happened out there, huh?

Nothing.

You're not in the service industry.
You're a prosecutor.

Even those who work in service
have time to rest.

Now, come on. You should rest.

Come inside.

After this.

Don't take too long, you hear?

I won't.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Are you busy?

No, what's up?

I finally got
the Missing Urban Women Special aired.

Thanks for encouraging me.

Good for you.

You worked so hard on that report.

I'm so glad it aired.

The public will finally know

that those women weren't k*lled

because they did something bad or wrong.

Are you working late
for the Task Force Team?

No.

Mr. Yong was drunk
and made a scene at Kink.

I had to take care of it first.

I hope Yu-tong is all right.

Are you okay?

You know, if I were the victim,

and I knew that someone was working hard

to... save me, I'd be grateful.

Kuo Hsiao-chi.

You've worked so hard.

Really?

I feel like it's not enough.

But thank you.

I think I'd better go now.

Goodbye.

Through these video clips,

we hope to bring back the traces

of how these innocent missing women
struggled to survive in the city.

Whether it's Cin Yi-jyun, Jiang Yu-ping,

or the other missing women
mentioned in this program,

remember, they are just like us.

They hope to make their dreams come true

and worked hard
to make their friends and families

be proud of them.

JIANG YU-PING

Still working?

Uh, Ms. Ya-cih.

How come you're still here?

The program you worked on turned out well.

But the wording could be more refined.

Thank you. I'll work on it.

Go get some rest.

Ms. Ya-cih.

You criticized the k*ller
on the show before.

People were upset
and called you out on it.

Are you all right now?

When you host a high-rated news program,

you're bound to upset some people.

One day, you'll deal
with a similar situation.

Good night.

Don't miss me too much.

See you later.

SONGYAN CITY POLICE STATION
GAODE PRECINCT

The Criminal Investigation
Bureau's comparison

showed that the marks on the faces
of Cin Yi-jyun and Yuan Zih-cing

are from the same type of lipstick.

We can now confirm that...
it's made by the brand Echo. It's...

Da-chao.

Next one.

I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

It's this one. Shade 99.
First released in 1965.

Hey, Da-chao.

How do you expect to find
any missing people...

if you don't get any rest?

Sorry, Wun-kai.

I just want to help Mr. Yong
find his daughter.

We also want to find Yu-tong.

But you need to focus
your energy properly.

Yes, sir.

Tell the useless father

with a missing daughter
to go on TV and apologize.

Why TNB?

From the start,
the k*ller chose that station as media

to air his messages.

There are so many TV stations.

Why did he choose TNB?

Mr. Kuo.

That's why Hu Jian-h* is a prime suspect.

He answered the k*ller's calls two times.

And on the day that...

Yuan Zih-cing's body was dumped,
he didn't go to work.

There's more.

Look here.

He attacked Li Hsiao-lin in junior high.

Do you see these marks on her face?

They're the same as those on the victims.

Okay.

Look into it.

Contact Li Hsiao-lin's care home.
We'll go there.

- Okay.
- Wun-kai.

Yes?

Check his call logs and work attendance
in the past six months.

Look for any connection
to the other victims.

Okay.

This is Jhang Da-chao from Gaode Precinct.

I have some questions
for resident Li Hsiao-lin.

Is she available?

What?

Mr. Kuo.

Li Hsiao-lin... k*lled herself.

CASE: as*ault

Mr. Kuo.

That's the visitor's log of Li Hsiao-lin.

See Hu Jian-h*'s name?
He came almost every month.

The care home said
Li Hsiao-lin was always calm.

But for some reason,
she became anxious these last few days.

When they noticed this, the home arranged
for a counselor to see her.

But before the counselor could come,
she had committed suicide.

This was Li Hsiao-lin's bed.

The care home gathered
all her personal things.

Here they are.

She lived here peacefully for years.

Why'd she become anxious?

There must be a reason.

Take all of her belongings with us.

- Da-chao.
- Yes?

Lift the mattress.

JIA-WUN

SHEN JIA-WUN

Mr. Kuo.

Based on Hu Jian-h*
and Li Hsiao-lin's profiles,

they had a classmate in junior high
named Shen Jia-wun.

Send me his address.

Why do you want to see Jia-wun?

Here's the thing.

Jia-wun and I used to work together,

but we haven't been in touch lately.

I know this is where Jia-wun lives.

Since I'm in the area,

I thought I'd pay him a visit.

Well, actually, Jia-wun moved out
after she started working.

She lives in the city.

Do you have her contact information?

I can give it to you.

Great.

The marks on their faces
are from the same type of lipstick.

We have a mutual friend named Hu Jian-h*.

They were junior high classmates.

Tell me,
do you remember this person?

Hu Jian-h*?

Well, I'm not sure.

You see, I don't keep track
of my daughter's friends.

Your daughter?

Do you live with your daughter too?

I already told you.

Jia-wun moved out
after she started working.

She lives in the city.

Right.

Understood.

Sorry about today.

I dropped by unannounced.

I'll get going. I have things to do.

Don't leave just yet.

It's not often that I have guests.

Stay for a while.
I'll slice some fruit.

Mrs. Shen, there's no need.

AWARDS

Jia-wun,
have you gotten dressed yet?

Why are you still sitting on the floor?

Get changed.

- No. Stop it!
- Jia-wun, I already lit the candles.

- No! No! No! No!
- The birthday cake is ready.

Look, you're a girl. Jia-wun.

Why are you still sitting on the floor?

Hold this tiara. Wear it.

- See? It's pretty.
- No!

Huh? Why don't you want to?
You just love to pretend.

Why don't you want to, huh?

Stand still!

Stand still.

Wow. Now, let me take a look.

Wow, you're so pretty.

Wait. Here. Wear this lovely tiara.

And be like a little fairy princess.
A magical fairy, okay?

- No!
- Come on. Come on.

- My little fairy.
- Jia-wun, is that you?

- Be a good girl...
- Jia-wun, are you upstairs, dear?

You're a girl.
Here, let's put some lipstick on.

Come on. Put some lipstick on.

Come on.

Oh! All right now.

Put on this lipstick.
Come on, look at you.

- Look, how pretty.
- Ah! No!

Why don't you want it?
But why not? Why don't you want it?

Oh, you! Why are you...

Oh! How dare you hit me?

Fine then. You think you're all grown up?

You dare to hit me now?

You dare to hit me?

- You dare to hit me?
- No! I'm a boy!

- I'm not!
- You're a girl!

You are!

Stop moving around!

Just stay still!

You're a girl!

Don't you understand? You're a girl!

Stop moving around!

Stay still!

Here, put this on.

You are a girl!

Why don't you understand?

You're a girl!

Get lost!

I'm Shen Jia-wun!

This body is mine!

Get lost!

Jia-wun.

Is that you, Jia-wun?

Go away!

Just go away!

I'm... I'm Shen Jia-wun.

I...

Mr. Kuo.

- Find anything?
- Yes.

The address belongs to Jhao Pei-fen.

Her husband died ten years ago.

They had a son and a daughter.

The daughter's name was also Jia-wun.

She died when she was two months old.

- She was also named Jia-wun?
- Mm.

SHEN JIA-WUN, ELDEST DAUGHTER

It seems she named her son
after her dead daughter,

but spelled it differently.

After Jhao Pei-fen gave birth
to her daughter,

she experienced depression.

Maybe because her daughter died so young,
her condition got worse.

She had multiple breakdowns
and needed medical care.

This is her son, Shen Jia-wun.

He works as a DJ at Kink.
And goes by Kevin.

FATHER: SHEN SHIH-CHUNG
MOTHER: JHAO PEI-FEN

I've seen him.

Shen Jia-wun?

Why isn't his name
on the list of employees?

Maybe because...

he's not a full-time employee.
He's just a contract worker.

I should've looked into Jian-h* sooner.

This is my fault.

Bring him in for questioning.

I'll issue a search warrant.

Go to his family's home, the club,
and where he lives now.

Do a full search.

- All right, search the living room.
- Got it.

You two, come with me.
The rest, to the back.

What's the situation?

Well, sir. We've opened the door.
Nobody's here.

- Hey, Lung.
- Yeah?

- Check over here by the bed.
- Will do.

Damn.

Take anything that looks suspicious.

Yes, sir.

JIA-WUN'S BIRTHDAY VIDEO

- Hey, Hui.
- Yes.

Take all of these tapes, okay?

Okay.

POLICE

SONGYAN CITY m*rder CASE, 1995

Oh, look, I prepared
a beautiful fruity cake for you.

Oh, baby, you're so pretty.

My little fairy.

Jia-wun, have you gotten dressed yet?

So you will look like
a little fairy princess.

- I don't want to.
- Why don't you want to?

You just love to pretend!

- Why don't you want to?
- I don't want to.

- Wear a lipstick now!
- You wear it!

I said do it!
Put on this lipstick.

All girls like to wear lipstick.
So they'll look pretty.

- Why don't you want to?
- I'm a boy!

I'm a boy!

- You're a girl!
- I'm not!

Um, sir, Hu Jian-h* is here.

He said he doesn't need a lawyer.

Oh, yeah?

You sure you don't need one?

Your sister will be worried.

I didn't do anything wrong.

It will just be a waste of money.

Have a seat.

Come on, relax. Don't be nervous.

Think of this as a little chat.

Okay.

Jian-h*.

This is Li Hsiao-lin's visitor log
of the care home over the years.

- I'd like to know...
- I'm not the one who hurt her.

I would like to know

why you kept visiting her
for so many years.

She looked very pitiful back then.

I hadn't been able to forget it.

So, after the army discharged me,
I'd visit occasionally.

I hoped she get better.

According to your statement back then,

you said you passed out
before the incident.

Mm-hm.

So then, you're not sure
what happened to her afterward.

I'm not sure.

So what you're saying is

there had to have been someone
who did that to her after you passed out.

Right?

Yes, perhaps.

Who is Shen Jia-wun?

Who?

Shen Jia-wun.

The name in this photo.

SHEN JIA-WUN

See? It's the name
written on the bedframe of Li Hsiao-lin.

Do you know this person?

I don't.

You were classmates in junior high.

SHEN JIA-WUN, HU JIAN-HAN

You don't know him?

We weren't close.

The distinctive marks
on these victims' faces

and the marks
on Li Hsiao-lin's face back then...

- Don't! No!
- ...are nearly identical.

I've never seen a coincidence like this
in over ten years of cases.

We, therefore, believe

that what happened
between you and Li Hsiao-lin

is connected very closely
to the serial murders.

Mm-hm.

Jian-h*.

Listen, I will be honest with you,

we're searching for Shen Jia-wun.

I don't know why you're protecting him.

You think you're helping him,

but what you're doing
will have consequences.

Because from now on,
I'm adding you as a suspect in this case.

Why do you keep picking on me?

Do you know how serious that is?

Why do you keep picking on me?

Why exactly?

I told you I don't know anything,
but you keep asking...

Because you go to that club often.

And by coincidence, you answered
the two calls the k*ller made.

Not just that, you took photos of me.

Now, you want me to believe

that you have nothing to do
with Shen Jia-wun?

Sorry, I don't buy it.

Hu Jian-h*.

I'll say it again.

Don't lie to me. Tell me the truth.

I want to ask you
if you know these three people.

This one,

looks pretty hot.

This one,

her nose is a bit too wide.

She's too plain.

And you? Who's your type?

These three women are victims
in a serial m*rder case.

They all have one thing in common.

They've all been
to the club where you work.

Kink.

I want to ask you
if you have ever interacted with them.

How do you expect me to remember?

So many people
wanna get close to me every night.

That's just like

when those news reporters
shove their mics in your face.

It's all a blur.

I guess that makes sense.

We found one hair strand
in your car and had it tested.

It belongs to the victim.
Her name is Yuan Zih-cing.

How do you explain that?

Explain?

Explain what?

So many people
wanna sleep with me every night.

How can I remember which one's which?

Do you know her?

Look familiar?

No.

I want you to think carefully.

Did you see her two or three years ago?

No.

f*ck you! Think hard, you b*stard.

TIAN CUN-YI

I don't remember.

Look here,

did you drag me here
just to look at some pictures?

No. Of course not.

We actually search your home.

We found a lot of tapes.

It turns out you like watching
violent erotic films.

Yeah, so what?
You're gonna use this as evidence?

You sure have a lot.

Ah, this one.

Do you remember this gift box?

These are common.

You see them everywhere.

- Right?
- Open it.

We found this in your family home.

There was once a little boy.

From a very young age,

he wished that his mother would love him.

Care about him.

No matter what he did,

his mother...

always denied his existence.

Even his own name was borrowed
from someone else.

Jia-wun, my precious daughter.

His mother...

would force him to do
things he didn't want to.

It filled him with rage.

Because she would make him
dress up just like a little girl.

When he grew up...

he channeled all his rage

into hurting women.

CASE: as*ault

It's as if by k*lling them,

he could free himself...

and find his true self.

But is this little boy...

truly no longer
a substitute for his sister?

Who are you calling a substitute, huh?

- Sit down!
- I'm Shen Jia-wun!

I'm Shen Jia-wun!

The other Shen Jia-wun is dead.

I want these women to know

how filthy they are!

They'll get what they deserve!

That's not my problem, you hear?

Excuse me, Mr. Kuo.
Mr. Shen's lawyer is here.

Jia-wun, please calm down.

I'm here now, you don't have
to answer any of these questions.

Damn it.

The lawyer just whisked him away
like that.

Shen Jia-wun was just about
to spill something.

I bet you, he bullies only women.

I should round up some of my pals
and we'll off him in private.

Let's see him fight back.
The f*ck.

How many times have I told you?

Your generation is different.

Don't do what I did.

Don't do what you did.
Don't do what you did.

Got it.

Da-chao.

I don't wanna nag you.

But you should take things more seriously.

You should really buy a notebook.

I don't know how much...

longer I'll be around to remind you.

Okay?

Okay.

Kuo Hsiao-chi.

I heard that the lawyer
Shen Jia-wun hired has clout.

And he has many big cases under his belt.

He was once a prosecutor too.

You heard that too?

You're well-informed.

Have you already figured out
who's backing him?

Listen, I don't give a damn
who's backing him.

I'm gonna do what needs to be done.

Things have escalated to this point.

Your search warrant will be useless
in some places.

Let me see how I can help as a reporter.

Convicting him right away takes precedence
over following protocol.

Hold on.

Hello?

Mr. Kuo.

You know, in the past,
we were not that close.

But after spending more time with you,

I know you're a trustworthy person.

I'm sure of it.

I don't understand.

What are you saying?

It's about Yu-tong.

I'm not a very good father.

When her mother was sick,

I wasn't home much.

Lin Shang-yong.

Why are you telling me this now?

I...

I'll be retiring in a few months' time.

Why did this have to happen at this time?

I don't understand.

Is God punishing me?

Did I do something wrong?

What are you doing now?

Where are you?

Mr. Kuo.

You've worked on many cases.

You know this very well.

People don't choose their cases.

The cases choose them.

Right?

Let's just stop saying nonsense.

Tell me, where are you now?

He's right.

I'm the father who would forget
he left his daughter at the park.

No matter how things turn out,

I'll make sure
that scumbag gets what he deserves.

Lin Shang-yong.

- Don't do anything rash.
- I've left money at home.

Please, Mr. Kuo,

take care of Yu-tong for me.

Hello? Lin Shang-yong? Lin Shang-yong!

- Hello?
- What's the matter?

This is bad.

I'll be right back.

I'll come with you.

Excuse me, have you seen Mr. Lin out here?

No.

Is your DJ coming in? Kevin?

Damn it.

f*ck you!

Get up!

Get up!

Where is my daughter?

Where is my daughter?

Your daughter?

Your daughter...

is in my pants.

f*ck you.
You think I won't k*ll you, as*h*le?

Go ahead.

k*ll me now!

Then you'll never get to see
your daughter.

Let me go!

Give me back my daughter!

Tell me where she is!

Give me back my daughter!