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Who exactly is this ghost.

That one, Dao. Your mother, Thup.

Then who is my father.

Name’s Atikun.

- Is this the cold room. - Uh, yeah.

Why build a cold room here.

Mr. Monthat Bunkingklai has died in custody.

You won’t be on this job much longer.

- What happened. - They pulled me off the case.

You done yet. What should we eat.

Sorry, Song.

You know the killer wasn’t alone. We could match your DNA.

Thup’s DNA matches Bom’s.

Or maybe they’re siblings.

If Mek had been removed from the team,

we wouldn’t have this information.

Before the name Santi Hinniyom,

it was Anuphap Bunprim.

Both first and last names were changed at fifteen.

Same surname as

Atikun.

And the DNA matches you too.

Those two are likely father and son.

And you’re likely siblings with him too.

But we still have to keep digging.

Atikun…

Is he really dead,

or hiding somewhere.

But if it’s like what I’m thinking,

he probably changed his name and started a new life,

in another province, and kept committing crimes many more times.

I really want to know.

How the hell did he evade the police.

Then…

Can you ask Captain Mek to check Atikun’s current name.

Already tried.

But found nothing at all.

It’s like someone who

is really dead.

Bom can still be tracked,

but Atikun…

there’s nothing at all.

If you can catch Bom,

finding Atikun shouldn’t be that hard,

if he’s still alive.

At the very least,

they should still be contacting each other by phone.

Then try checking,

Bom’s YouTube.

Find anything.

Nothing unusual at all.

But from what I’ve seen,

he’s gone ghost-hunting and challenging spirits in many areas.

I think…

Bom likely used this method

to find locations suitable for his rituals.

I didn’t do anything.

Don’t move.

I said stop.

Back then, when I found that broken doll,

I might have interfered with Bom’s ritual.

So a new killing began.

It was already Sunday.

Hey, what are you doing.

Hey, I’m filming a clip.

Damn it.

His ritual was interrupted.

So he had to kill someone born on Sunday again.

Om.

Mother, bought to worship the Black House Mother.

The Golden House Mother, buried,

lying sealed within an earthen effigy.

I invoke Wichitramawanna.

Rise. Look forth.

Breathe your will into this house.

(Goddess Bless You From Death)

(Goddess Bless You From Death)

If you hadn’t found those dolls,

I wouldn’t have gotten this close to them.

But I still feel guilty anyway.

Stop obsessing over Atikun.

Finish this case quickly,

and leave all that behind.

But I don’t want others to bully you.

You’re a cop.

How can you love a killer’s child.

Who said that.

Huh.

I’ll punch his damn mouth.

I’m protecting your career as a police officer.

Can you stop talking now.

Why.

If I don’t stop,

are you going to kiss me again.

Then I’ll just keep talking.

Seeing you tease like this again,

I feel more at ease.

If you don’t mind,

then I’m okay.

What about Bom.

No movement at all yet.

The car is still parked in the same spot.

But I’ve ordered the entrances and exits sealed.

We’re waiting for the spare key from management.

Sing.

Why did you suddenly get interested in Bom.

I thought Thup might be connected to Atikun somehow.

So I asked him to run a DNA test.

In case it matched someone in our database.

But it matched Bom instead.

Wait.

Since I came back to Bangkok earlier,

what happened in Sisaket.

Atikun

is my father.

And he’s Bom’s father too.

What.

What the hell.

Does that mean Thup and Bom are brothers.

What kind of madness is this.

Management says the spare key is ready now.

- Let’s go. Hurry. - This way.

Looks like worship of Mae Sue.

But changed from worship to a curse.

Changed from white to black.

Normally,

villagers worship Mae Sue

to protect newborn babies.

But some people misuse it like this.

That’s seriously messed up.

Send it for testing too.

- See if it matches the clay. - Yes.

P’Sing, come take a look at this.

This calendar has Song’s name written on it too.

It matches Sunday.

Song?

The kid in Bom’s gang.

Yes.

Try contacting him.

If Song was really born on Sunday,

Bom probably dragged him off for the ritual already.

Then who’s the next victim.

Who is it.

The ritual has to follow the days in order, right.

So if Song was born on Sunday,

the next one has to be Monday.

Bom Santi

Jump Thitiphon

Song Songsin

Dear Rotsorn

I think this name was born on Monday.

How do you know.

People born on Monday

can’t have vowels in their names.

It’s considered inauspicious.

Dear.

Born on the 25th, month 11, 2002.

25th of November, 2002.

Damn, Dear was really born on Monday.

Then the next victim

has to be this one.

Shit.

This place is creepy as hell. Customers would love it.

Hey…

If Song still hasn’t shown up,

maybe… maybe we should go back.

Hey…

Let’s go back.

Go back my ass. We’re already here.

This room’s perfect. Great content.

Look.

Damn, it looks so real.

What was that sound.

I think it’s that room.

Let’s go back.

Did you hear something.

Hey, hey, just go back.

Wait. We’re already this far.

Jump.

Jump.

Jump.

Jump, wake up.

Bom.

Bom.

Monday is done.

Tuesday is done too.

What’s wrong with you.

You haven’t talked to me since earlier.

Or…

Seriously.

Are you still annoyed with me about

me doing those ritual cleansings.

If that’s the case,

would you want me to stop for you.

Oh.

Probably not.

The reason I do those rituals

is because Master Aisoon once warned me

that if I didn’t,

people close to me could get caught in it too.

And the reason I took holy water baths

- Being soaked like a stray dog is because… - Because of superstition.

I just don’t want that person to be you, Sey.

Just thinking that something happened to you,

my heart nearly shattered.

If you had told me beforehand,

I wouldn’t have gotten angry.

If I told you, we’d end up fighting.

I don’t want us to fight like before anymore.

Every time we disagreed, everything fell apart.

I don’t want that.

But if we don’t talk honestly,

it’ll just turn into an undercurrent later.

And I’m not okay with that either.

But from now on,

I’ll adjust.

But…

if you’re going to do something like this again,

just tell me first.

Okay.

This is…

the protective charm I told you to carry, right.

You actually kept it with you.

I carry it all the time.

So you believe in this stuff now.

No.

I don’t really believe in this stuff.

But I believe in you.

If you tell me to carry it,

then I will.

Because I want to be with you forever.

I’ve chosen already.

What is this.

Suddenly getting all sweet.

I don’t know how to react now.

I can be sweeter than this.

Wait.

You’re not supposed to wear a Palad Khik when doing it.

This is my old room.

For now, use it as a safe house while you’re suspended.

Make yourself at home.

About how many hours.

Yes.

Alright. Thank you very much.

Everyone.

I’ve contacted Dear’s parents.

They said Dear left home since the afternoon.

His phone is off. They can’t reach him.

I’ll try requesting additional CCTV footage from private sources.

What about the other kids in the gang.

Jump.

Can’t contact him. Looks like the whole gang vanished.

I think this is a really bad sign.

Hungry.

It’s okay, P’.

I don’t really feel like eating anyway.

I’m basically skin and bones already.

Don’t you usually fuss about food.

Come on. I’ll take you to eat.

Come on.

Have you heard anything about P'Sing.

Not yet.

Hey…

I think we should go see P'Sing.

So we can tell him about Santi Tham House.

Then we can keep working, right.

Right now, our heads are already half on the chopping block.

Big Pong won’t like it for sure.

If he finds out the medical examiner

nudged the police to reopen the case.

Screw it.

We’re doing the right thing.

If we get fired, so be it.

As long as you’ve got me.

That’s badass.

Because our heads will roll together.

Sey.

Who taught you to say things like bad omens.

Just kidding.

Can I come closer.

Another round.

Excuse me.

Could you please sign these documents, doctor.

Of course.

Got a headache.

A little.

You’ve got a fever.

Should you rest a bit.

You haven’t rested since getting back from Sisaket.

Victims can’t wait.

How can the police rest.

But…

But what.

But you’re older now.

I’m saying this because I care.

If you don’t rest,

you’ll get sick.

Don’t you love someone once they’re older.

When I get older,

will you love me less.

Well.

So, do you love me or not.

Of course I love you.

No matter how old you get, I’ll still love you.

Then no need to rest anymore.

Just hearing that

already cured me.

What, haven’t you heard

when they say

love

makes people stronger.

Sweet stuff like this doesn’t suit P'Singha.

It just doesn’t fit.

You’ve got the nerve to tease me now.

You don’t have to be that sweet.

I’m getting all grossed out. About to puke.

Teasing, huh.

Come in.

These images were taken from Santi Tham House.

This room is in the inner zone on the second floor.

It was tightly locked.

You guys think there’s something in the cold room, right.

A body.

Or a victim.

They might still be frozen inside.

A cold room helps preserve the body.

From the victims you’ve examined,

is this kind of storage method possible.

If the room temperature is below 5 degrees,

and the victim’s clothing is thick enough,

if the killer forces the victim into a curled position,

the brain slows down,

the body enters hypothermia.

The organs gradually shut down,

and death occurs naturally.

And how long does that take.

Several hours.

So if the killer used this method and the victim isn’t dead yet,

we still have a chance to get there in time.

Found the car.

Jump’s car turned off the main road toward the southern route.

- Send people. - Yes.

Sing.

Did you forget.

We’ve been pulled off this case.

What authority do you have to give orders.

I’ll track Jump myself.

Then Santi Tham House,

I’ll handle that part myself.

You.

this is Jump’s car.

Mek.

Follow me in.

Should we split up and search.

No. It’s dangerous right now.

But it increases the chance of finding the victim.

We’re racing against time.

Mek, go get the warrant.

Dad, please sign this for me.

I told you already. No means no.

But we have this much credible information already.

Are you going to let the criminal walk free.

The case is closed.

I remember transferring you to Central Investigation already, didn’t I.

Because it’s really not over yet.

I’m asking for just one signature.

Let me search Santi Tham House.

To see what’s really inside.

Stop working on this damn case already.

I swallowed my pride

and sent you back to Central Investigation

to preserve what little police honor you have left.

But you

keep trying to play the righteous cop in some morality drama with your friends.

I’m just here to inform you

that I’m going to search Santi Tham House.

And if you don’t sign the approval,

then be careful what I might start talking about, the things you’ve been covering up.

I’m your father.

How dare you talk to me like that.

Send people to Santi Tham House now.

King.

As for the warrant,

I’ll follow up.

Who do you think you are.

King.

Get back here right now.

You ungrateful bastard.

Thup.

Thup.

Mek.

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

(Chanting)

Follow me.

We have to find out.

Where the key to that suspicious room is.

And where are you going to get it.

Hey.

Master Aisoon. Master Aisoon.

What’s wrong, Master Aisoon.

Call a doctor.

Something’s wrong with Master Aisoon.

Yes.

We’re doctors.

- This way. - Excuse us.

Excuse me.

The patient can’t breathe.

- Some water, please. - Yes.

Try to stay calm.

Darin, hold his arm.

Excuse me.

Spit it out.

Okay.

Relax.

Take a deep breath.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

Can you hear me, P'Singha.

P'Singha.

Answer me.

Thup.

P'Singha isn’t responding.

The radio doesn’t seem to work.

P'Sing, can you hear me.

If you hear me, please answer.

P'Sing. You,

Thup, let me see the radio.

P'Sing. P'Sing.

The signal’s probably bad.

P'Sing will probably come back. Let’s wait here.

What is that.

That’s a talisman from Santi Tham House.

P'Singha.

Mesa.

Mesa.

Why.

Why didn’t you believe me.

Why.

I believe you.

I believe you now.

If you had believed me, I wouldn’t be dead.

I,

I’m sorry.

Mesa, I’m sorry.

Please forgive me.

Don’t be mad at me.

Come back home with Mom and me.

Mesa, where are you going.

I’m not well. We’re almost home already.

- Why are you saying such crazy things. - Mom’s the crazy one.

Why didn’t you believe me.

I told you to come live together.

Wait here for me first, okay.

In case someone comes back.

Thup. Thup. Thup.

Damn it.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

P'Singha. It’s me, Thup.

P'Singha.

P'Singha. It’s me, Thup.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

P'Singha.

Thup. Thup.

Thup.

My little sister.

- Okay, all set, Inspector. - Yes.

What did you actually see.

I think I saw my sister.

But in the end,

it turned into a hollow-eyed ghost.

That definitely wasn’t my sister.

A hollow-eyed ghost.

I think

it was definitely their doing.

They probably sent it to target you.

And with your body this weak,

it makes it easier for them.

Bastards.

They used my sister,

who’s already dead, to come after me.

Do you still feel guilty about your sister.

If there’s something weighing on your heart,

you can tell me.

Take her to a psychiatrist.

Trust me.

She’s seriously ill. She’s almost gone mad.

Why are you saying things like that. That’s your sister.

Believe me. No spirit doctors, no monks.

- Go see a doctor. - Singha.

Back then, I didn’t believe my sister was seeing ghosts.

And my mom tried to treat my sister,

using occult methods.

Mesa.

Mesa.

Mesa.

Where are you going. Do your homework first.

Come play with me.

Come play with me.

Follow me. Come on.

One day, my mom told me

she found my sister,

dead by the river.

If back then I had believed my mom,

and followed what she said,

Mesa might still be alive.

You don’t have to feel guilty.

People are born

with different ways of thinking.

But if one day,

we open our minds,

and come to understand it,

that’s already enough.

No one ever knows

when we’ll stay or when we’ll leave.

But one thing’s certain.

Mesa, your younger sister

She wouldn’t want to see you suffering from nightmares like this.

Forgive yourself.

Thank you.

For saving me.

You’re the one

who saved me.

Dry food.

Shit.

P'King.

Easy, Sey.

How did you get here anyway.

- What about the warrant. - What use is a warrant now.

You’re already inside.

Sey.

Go help Darin.

I’ll take over here.

You sure.

Go stall for time.

We’ll meet at the safe house.

Okay.

Be careful.

What are you doing to me.

Stop.

What is that.

Sorted by birth day.

- Yes. - I was born on Friday.

So it goes under Friday.

Friday.

Friday is done.

Friday.

(Next Episode Preview) Our goal now is to catch the real culprit.

Inspector King was born on Friday. Could he be taken and grouped with this set.

Right now we need to find who belongs to Thursday.

P'Sing, what about Darin.

We’ve located King.

What if the one he wants isn’t me, but someone else.

It’s dangerous. Don’t go out.

Once all seven are killed,the ritual will be performed on the night of the new moon.

The moonless night.

(Behind the Scenes) (Work comes second, love comes first)

Goddess Bless You From Death

EP.11 Scene 8 And… Action

(New director) Then gently push him away, make it a bit sexy.

(Looking very professional, Darin) - See, that’s pro right there. / - Okay, got it. Let’s do that.

About to lose it already.

Oh, no, no, no.

How can a cop fall in love with a murderer’s child.

(Sudden kiss!!)

Can you stop talking now.

If I don’t stop,

you won’t stop kissing me.

(This kid’s dangerous)