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(Episode 3. I Don't Know My Wife's Face)

(Hoai)

The phone is turned off.

You're being transferred to voicemail.

Please leave a message after the tone.

(Women's Night Staff Room)

Hoai?

Hello?

Lee Jong Koo?

Who are you?

We're policemen.

You're under arrest for Thoung's murder.

You can keep quiet,

- hire a lawyer, - No.

- It wasn't me! - Keep still!

I can't kill Thoung even if I wanted to!

How can I kill 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 Young)

Hello, doctor, Reporter Park speaking.

Did you check the facts?

Can you handle the aftermath of this article?

I talked to the diner owner.

He lent you money?

With a loan he took out in his name?

Yes.

As soon as I opened this place,

COVID happened.

I felt like dying.

Banks don't lend money to ex-criminals,

and I couldn't afford the interest rates anywhere else,

but I needed the money.

Just when I felt like killing myself,

Detective Geum came to the rescue.

He said he'd gotten a cheap civil servant loan.

I pay him 300 dollars a 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'll see for myself.

(A detective's goodwill gained the public's attention.)

The good detective.

You should treat us to celebrate being in the news.

Congratulations, Detective Geum.

You're our sweet angel.

Congratulations, Detective Geum.

- Oh, thank you. - Congratulations.

Fine, I'll take you out.

- Okay. - Great.

- See you. - Bye.

(Yi Na's mom)

What?

Wait.

Hello?

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

I don't have the time to listen to your praise.

I'm being swamped by people congratulating me for...

Are you out of your mind?

What is it this time?

Why did you do him a favor?

What if he stops paying you back?

Will you pay the rest back for him?

Don't worry. He has paid me on time so far.

Can you guarantee he'll keep it up?

This is how people end up in debt.

Why are you so twisted?

Listen, we're divorced.

Why do you care if I lent someone money...

or wiped my bum with it?

If you can afford to help others, send Yi Na to extra lessons.

Or buy her some new clothes!

Why are you like this? Why do you pretend to be good?

No wonder you're a pushover!

What?

That's not something you should say.

You stabbed me in the back way 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.

I should be there keeping him in control.

Hello.

No. Don't flirt.

I can't complicate my life even further.

No.

No.

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

(No Parking, Tow Away Zone)

Darn it. What is this?

Mom's right.

You took out a loan to lend him money?

You totally went overboard.

It's 5.20 dollars.

Your daughter is short 20 cents and can't buy the Planet Gummy.

Forget it. I have to go.

I'm not getting this.

- Here. - What?

Pay me back 2,000 dollars in 10 years.

You'll see me ten years later?

You don't want to see me?

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

What the...

Yes, I went overboard indeed.

(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 just sit back and do nothing.

But most people would do nothing about it.

Oh, sorry.

(Unread Messages)

My goodness. Why is everyone messaging me?

I guess you've done many good deeds.

It should've been in the news long ago.

Oh, right.

You weren't the one who told the media about this, were you?

Sadly, it wasn't me.

Wasn't it the owner of the diner?

No, they said one of my colleagues contacted them.

One of your colleagues?

Oh, I'm curious now.

Why don't you ask the reporter directly?

(Eeou)

Darn you. I know what you did.

You'd better come here at once.

Let's have a showdown. Man to man.

So you found out that I tried to teach you a lesson?

Showdown?

How dare you utter something you can't even handle?

He's here!

All right. He's the one you all wanted to meet.

He's the one who told the media!

Reporter Park told us...

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

Thanks to you, my face was on the news.

I'm celebrating with my colleagues.

And of course, you should be here, Dr. Brain.

You wouldn't have come if I had just invited you out to lunch.

That's why I provoked you a little.

What did I tell you?

I said he'd jet here if I provoked him.

Thanks to you,

the whole nation knows about Detective Geum's good deed.

And you two solved the case together in no time.

You're the fantastic duo.

You're perfect for each other.

Right? We make the perfect team.

How about we say today is our first day as a couple?

Come on now. He doesn't get my jokes. This is embarrassing.

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

You should take a picture together.

Oh, yes! Great idea.

Hey!

Enjoy.

I hate greasy food.

Hey, why did you have to fall over this way?

My jjajang sauce 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 jjamppong!

(Neuroscientific Investigation Team)

(Seobu Police Station)

Hey, Dr. Brain. Wait!

What now? Just so you know, I never apologize to anyone.

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

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

I'm not interested.

(Police)

Shouldn't you atone for what you did?

On the news, you went on about that and donating your talent.

Oh, right. You're a liar.

Think whatever you want.

Darn, there are many things I wanted to ask you.

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

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

They lived together for three years, but he doesn't know her face.

They even have a child.

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

(Seobu Police Station)

(Mortuary Guidelines)

You look so excited.

Hey, Dr. Brain. Aren't you scared?

Why should I be scared?

It was burned on purpose so that we couldn't identify the body.

The cause of death was asphyxiation by manual strangulation.

No soot was found in the respiratory tract and lungs,

which means she was set on fire after she died.

A woman in her 20s.

She's Vietnamese.

She worked with wood. At a furniture factory, for example.

Oh, my. You have a sharp eye.

You're like a detective.

I bet I'm better than most other detectives.

I caught all those details too.

I just couldn't say it because I'm feeling so queasy right now.

Whoever killed her burned her face and hands,

but never thought to get rid of her ID in her bag.

Let me see.

"Thoung."

Vietnamese, indeed.

Have you confirmed her identity?

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

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

We're just waiting on her family's confirmation.

Oh, this is the victim's sister.

Since her husband can't recognize her face,

her sister is here to confirm her identity.

This way, please.

It is her.

(Chapel of Rest)

My gosh, how adorable.

Oh.

Is that the victim's baby?

Yes. Her husband has been arrested,

so her sister is looking after the baby now.

You said her husband...

was the prime suspect.

That's right. 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 always asked for money, saying she had to send it to her family.

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

but I couldn't because we started struggling due to the pandemic.

That was when she started ignoring me.

She went and stayed with her friend whenever she wanted to.

She has a close friend at the factory. Her name is Hoai.

I waited a little. Then I went there to pick her up.

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

So I just came home.

Let's be honest. Even if I wanted to beat her up to death,

how could I do it without knowing her face?

How could I kill her when I couldn't even recognize her?

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

Even my own face.

How could an idiot like me kill anyone?

All right.

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 a detective?

Your condition is serious,

seeing that you can't tell my good-looking face...

from Detective Geum's sad one.

Is there a TV drama series you've been watching lately?

I don't watch them.

It's more like I can't.

A bunch of people appear on the screen...

who all look the same to me.

Because of that, I can't follow the story.

Okay. I'm certain of it.

Mr. Lee Jong Koo...

has prosopagnosia.

(Korea National University Hospital)

Right here.

Facial recognition is controlled by the inferior occipital lobe.

See how the fusiform gyrus is contracted?

I'm right. He has prosopagnosia.

It's commonly known as face blindness.

A disorder where you can't recognize people's faces.

My findings support Mr. Lee's statement.

(Seobu Police approaches you as a member of the public.)

Come on.

You haven't been cleared as a suspect though.

Please cooperate when asked.

Sure thing.

How could he have married and loved a woman...

without knowing what she looked like?

It's possible.

Was your ex-wife the woman of your dreams?

Why else do you think I married her?

Come on. Let me teach you something about brain science.

Here.

Which of the two is your ideal woman?

I'm not sure.

Both don't seem like my type.

I doubt they see you as Mr. Right either.

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.

We'll never go after the same woman.

As if a woman would ever choose you over me.

I have your diagnosis.

You have delusions of grandeur.

I must've gotten it from someone.

It's contagious, isn't it?

Enough with the nonsense,

and answer me again.

Why is she your type?

She has a round face and seems kind.

She also seems elegant, refined,

and there's something intellectual about her.

Anyway, she is more my type.

Why are you smirking?

The one you chose as your ideal woman...

was her.

I marked the photo like so.

What? No way.

Wait. That can't be.

She was the one I chose.

In 2010, the same study was conducted...

by a team of NYU researchers.

Surprisingly enough, over 90 percent of the people...

couldn't tell that the photos had been swapped.

We call it choice blindness.

What was more interesting...

is that people gave a number of reasons as to why...

they preferred the person they didn't choose.

Just like you.

I meant what I said though.

Our brain...

makes up reasons when asked to elaborate.

Why do you like to drink alcohol?

Because it's a stress-buster.

Why did you become a cop?

To restore justice in society.

Why did you marry her?

Because I loved her.

(Because I loved her.)

What you answered in your head...

are reasons your brain came up with.

Humans are pitiful beings who don't know...

that they lie all the time.

Fine. Then,

why did I actually marry my ex-wife?

That decision was driven by a thought deep inside your head...

that even you didn't know about.

So don't consider marriage ever again.

Because your brain is wired that way,

you will end up marrying another version of your ex.

Why you...

That's a startling way to scare someone.

We have the phone call history.

Another suspect has come to light.

(Suspect Information: Tran Thi Hoai, 27)

Hoai, 29 in Korean age.

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

and an illegal immigrant.

She worked at the factory...

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

Ever since the body was found,

her phone has been turned off, and she has been off the grid.

- Who are her acquaintances? - She has a boyfriend.

He's also Vietnamese...

and was the one who found the victim.

Nothing came up during the initial questioning,

but he hasn't responded to follow-up requests.

According to his boss, he suddenly disappeared.

Him being an illegal immigrant is probably why he ran.

He probably ran to his own people.

I'll have him brought in.

You know that illegal immigrants don't respond well to authority.

Are you sure you can manage alone?

Gosh, of course.

My experience in Violent Crimes says it all.

I'll join you.

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

I put in my best effort no matter what I do...

which is probably hard for tax thieves to understand.

The good work we'll do to bring justice for the victim.

Please make sure it's known to the public.

Of course.

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

Unbelievable.

I also have something to tell you on our way there.

Hello.

How do you greet other guys?

And women?

How do you lighten the mood?

Okay, you're all set.

Will this actually work though?

The best way to lower the guards of foreigners?

Speak their language.

Our brains are wired...

to respond quickly to our first language.

Dr. Brain, I'm impressed!

You're not consistent in your ways though.

You wanted to chew me out,

but had me praised for a good deed,

helped me score points in performance ratings,

and even taught me a foreign language.

I get it, Dr. Brain.

You're the type that women love. A big softy on the inside.

See these goosebumps?

My brain felt terror just now.

Again with the complaining.

You're a charming one.

It's not for you to be charmed,

so shut it.

Aren't you getting out?

Why should I?

Why did you follow me here, then?

Unbelievable. Acting one way and then another way.

You have a split personality.

Darn.

(Recordings)

What did you just say? Do you wish to die?

A crazy cow? A stinking bum?

Why that little...

Did you just say the F word?

No, it wasn't directed at you.

What the... No, not you.

It's not what I meant.

That foul Dr. Brain. Help me, will you?

Help me, Dr. Brain!

Help me!

If only he were into prostitutes.

No!

It wasn't my idea!

(Live View)

It wasn't my idea to say that!

You scumbag!

Get out.

- Are you kidding me? - I feel so bad.

I should've taught you a worse phrase.

It wasn't bad enough.

Why you...

Hey.

Why? What?

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'll let you off because I'm out of hands.

Darn you.

Tissue. Get me some tissue!

Those curse words. He taught me them.

You should've beat him up, not me.

I didn't know.

I thought you were actually cursing at us.

Sorry.

- If you are, fess up. - "Fess up?"

Yes, fess up.

No, not like that.

My gosh...

Loc. Tell me where he is.

I don't know.

I really don't.

I swear.

Lie.

He looked up and left.

According to neuroscience, he lied.

It's not...

a lie.

Stop.

Hey! Get him! Stop him!

Get him!

Don't just stand there!

Darn you.

Stop where you are!

Hey!

Stop!

Hey, you!

Wait.

Why is he so fast?

Hey, you!

Stop.

Will you stop?

Darn it!

Come here, you.

Hey!

Darn it.

Jeez.

Shoot.

Hey!

My gosh...

Hey, stop!

You're up to all sorts of no good.

Can we stop this?

Your friends have already beat me up.

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

I don't know anything.

Okay, fine. Come down so we can talk.

You can't climb any further anyway!

Darn you.

Don't make me shoot you with this!

This hurts really bad!

Just shoot.

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

We can talk about that later.

Loc, you fool! I really will shoot!

One!

Two!

Two-and-a-half!

Two-and-three-quarters!

What?

No!

Hey.

Loc, are you okay? Are you hurt?

Gosh, it's nastier than I thought.

Are you out of your mind?

What have you done?

You asked me to get him.

I just did, so why scream at me?

I'm out of hands yet again.

I held back twice.

I won't 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.

Did they have any problems?

Money.

Thoung told Hoai to give back the money she owed.

So she could divorce her husband.

And rent a place.

She wanted the money.

So they fought.

Hoai's witnesses are here.

The witnesses are three high-school students who live near the factory.

Yes, it's this woman.

We can do that together... What is it?

She walked so fast, I looked, wondering if she was exercising.

- The woman in pink! - Yes.

We tracked her movements based on the girls' statements...

and checked traffic cameras.

We found her leaving the neighborhood on foot.

She walked so she could avoid leaving a trace.

Follow as best you can through other traffic cameras.

Okay.

It's eyeball torture time.

Keep up the good work.

Captain Seul, you need to pull your weight.

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

Right.

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

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

get married.

Tell your husband...

Mr. Kim?

Can you handle that comment of yours?

Do you pay Captain Seul?

If you don't,

you could be sued.

I could?

Sir. You can't say stuff like that these days.

It was a figure of speech.

I can't say anything these days without getting complained at.

Why's he like that?

Captain, you can't put up with it.

Take him on one of these days.

Go all out, like a madman.

If she could do that,

would she have put up with it this far?

Shy brains like yours react strongly to stress.

Something that wouldn't upset others upsets you a great deal.

It triggers the sympathetic nervous system, and cortisol increases.

That causes the heart to race, cold sweat to appear,

and you blush too.

You're almost psychic.

What should I do, then?

There's just one option.

To remodel your brain.

Is that possible?

It's not easy.

That's why there's only one conclusion.

Stay the way you are.

Goodbye.

What the...

How could he say something like that?

Captain, don't cry.

Please don't...

That jerk always messes up...

just when he was doing so well!

Here.

Eat all you want and cheer up. This is on me.

It's to celebrate my being in the news.

No, this is on me.

But be brutally honest with me.

Do I give you a hard time...

when it comes to work?

Not at all.

The subsection chief knows that too.

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

Why do you think he's like that, then?

I'm not sure.

He worked in the field his whole life.

I think he looks down on office jobs.

"We're always out and about, running around catching people,"

"and all you do is sit still."

He says that all the time.

He doesn't mean it,

so don't let it get to you.

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

I don't know what to do.

He always had a fiery temper,

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

Does he have marital problems?

But then,

I must be frustrating to watch.

Even I hate my personality.

What? I hate mine too.

You? Why? Everyone praises you for your personality.

No, they're just being nice.

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

"Why am I such a pushover?"

I beat myself up all the time.

Me too.

You know, some people just do whatever they want.

People like Dr. Brain.

I envy them from time to time.

Me too.

I'd love to live like that even if I had to remodel my brain.

It won't happen in this lifetime, right?

Probably not.

Ha Ru!

What... What is this?

Brain tissue.

It's not like I don't know that.

Why is this here? Where did you get it?

No comment.

This can't be.

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 passcode and my phone number too.

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, that thing...

And of course, do not pry into my research.

Keep your lips sealed about everything you saw here.

You don't have to explain, right?

We'll talk about this another time.

Gosh.

- You... - Drive safely.

Captain Seul, you're doing a great job.

Don't be intimidated.

And don't let anyone get you down!

- Oh, no. - Gosh.

- I'm sorry. - No, thank you. Oh.

No, I mean...

(Yi Na's mom)

- You should answer it. - Oh, sorry.

What's up?

Gosh, you're drinking again?

Go home already. Yi Na is home alone.

Okay, I will.

What's going on? He sounds nervous.

What are you doing? Are you with a woman?

None of your business. Mind your own business.

Goodness.

Oh, I told you I wanted to treat you.

It's okay. You're staying 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 she was set on fire after she died.

A woman in her 20s. She's Vietnamese.

Even if I wanted to beat her up to death,

how could I do it without knowing her face?

Mr. Lee Jong Koo has prosopagnosia.

Hoai, 29 in Korean age.

She's the victim's best friend.

She has a boyfriend.

The one who found the victim.

Thoung told Hoai to give back the money she owed.

So they fought.

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

(Temporarily Closed)

(Police Line, Do Not Cross)

(Captain Seul)

Yes, Captain Seul.

Can I get Lee Jong Koo's landline number?

I found something odd.

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

A nail in her head?

Yes. There was a nail sticking out of the wooden panel.

- Gosh. - So what's going to happen, then?

She hurt her head?

Gosh.

Oh.

This was the nail stuck in Ms. Seul's head.

We managed to remove it.

Thank goodness it was a thin nail.

According to the MRI, everything looks fine with her brain.

But the problem is that she still hasn't regained consciousness.

It could be a temporary symptom caused by the psychological shock.

Let's wait and see.

(Seobu Police Station)

Right. Have you managed to get hold of Lee Jong Koo?

Yes. He said he was passed out drunk.

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

He said he'd come here for an interview if need be.

What on earth did she find out?

Gosh, this is frustrating.

It's not like we can ask someone who's unconscious.

What is it? Did an idea strike you?

Yes.

We can ask Captain Seul.

But she's unconscious.

Even when unconscious,

she could still express herself.

(Korea National University Hospital)

Captain,

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?

(Seul So Jeong)

There. It worked.

Okay.

The left side lit up,

so she raised her right hand.

So she answered "yes."

She can actually hear you. No way.

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, good. Captain, we'll now proceed.

You found something peculiar at the crime scene.

The victim's husband.

Was it related to Lee Jong Koo?

That's a "no."

(Lee Jong Koo: X)

Her friend.

Was it about her friend Hoai?

That's a "yes."

She found information on Hoai.

All right. What about her though?

I'm going to recite the Korean alphabet.

When I say the consonant or vowel that corresponds with your answer,

think about lifting your right hand.

Let's begin.

Giyeok, nieun,

digeut, rieul,

mieum, bieup, siot,

nieung, jieut...

Jieut.

Here come the vowels.

A, ya, eo, yeo,

o, yo, eu...

There.

"Ju."

Is there a third or fourth letter?

There. That's a yes.

Giyeok...

- Giyeok. - "Juk."

Juk.

Giyeok, nieun...

A, ya, eo...

(Eo)

Siot, ssangsiot.

(Lee Jong Koo: X, Hoai: O)

(Hoai is dead.)

(Nguyen Tan Thoung)

She's dead?

"Hoai is dead." Is that correct?

That's the one.

If Hoai is dead,

then the burnt body...

It's not Thoung.

It's Hoai.

The DNA sample from Thoung's house...

matched the victim's DNA.

Did the NFS make a mistake?

No, it wasn't an error.

The evidence was staged.

Someone placed Hoai's toothbrush and brush...

at Thoung's house...

to make it look like Thoung had died.

We couldn't check her fingerprints,

so all we had was the victim's DNA.

That's what Captain Seul found out.

It's why she called Thoung's husband to verify this.

But he never answered.

We'll have to check ourselves, then.

Collect a sample of Thoung's DNA at Lee Jong Koo's house...

and have NFS run it again.

Got it.

Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee?

Mr. Lee, are you home?

No, not again.

You can't barge in like this.

I told you twice already. It's your second warning.

Why don't you want my help?

Stick to protocol,

and don't just do whatever you want to do to help me.

I'm not a police officer,

so why must I follow the protocol for the police?

He said he was a produce distributor.

That must be why he has this.

You and your poor imagination strike again.

Why would there only be produce in here?

What could come to mind for someone with a wild imagination?

Since then, Thoung 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 here and run?

That's an idea.

We'll go in together.

Should a detective be this scared?

This reminds me of the rubber container murder.

The wife kept the bodies...

of her husband and his girlfriend stacked in one.

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.

Darn.

Hello?

Is anybody there?

We're in here!

Hello?

We're...

The temperature controller is outside.

Darn it.

Let's call 119 or the office.

Right.

What?

We should use your phone instead.

The battery is at two percent.

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 119?

(Subsection Chief Kim)

Yes!

Chief Kim, I was about to...

I... What?

Hello?

(Geum Myung Se)

Hello?

What on earth?

"I was about to..."

I get it. He was 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.

"One more experiment is better than just thinking."

That's my motto.

Here goes.

One, two,

three.

Hey. It worked.

How nice.

See? The importance of trying.

Oh, no.

No, please don't.

Help!

Shoot.

Darn it.

Come on.

This isn't a silence lab!

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

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

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

Lee Jong Koo must be here by now.

Mr. Lee!

Is anyone out there?

Help us!

We're locked in here!

Lee Jong Koo!

Help me!

Darn it.

Lee Jong Koo!

Help us, Lee Jong Koo!

Lee Jong Koo!

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.

Lee Jong Koo!

Help!

Lee Jong Koo!

Help!

Help!

Stop!

I told you to stop.

Stop!

Move!

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

This is your fault.

Do you think I'm a pushover?

Darn you.

Fine. Let's see who wins.

Darn it.

Oh, gosh.

Okay, fine, time out.

That's enough.

So,

what are you really?

Are you a doctor?

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 trauma of sorts.

Trauma?

(The Reason I Killed)

I read it through.

Thank you.

Our company decided...

not to publish it.

Publishing a murderer's book...

can't be an easy feat.

So I thought about it and...

No.

It's boring.

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

A doctor who killed people with medication.

It's hardly gripping.

Perhaps you could mention cannibalism.

We need something else.

Human flesh?

That's some great advice.

She should be leaving kindergarten soon.

Sunshine Kindergarten's little bird class.

Kim Yoo Jung.

I saw a photo of her, and she looks so tender.

A pretty little girl.

You crazy old man.

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 so flippantly.

You psycho!

Darn it.

Guard!

Guard!

Guard! Let me out!

He's trying to kill my daughter!

Guard!

Guard! Open the door!

Guard!

I dislike disrespect more than murder.

I'll remember that.

Contact another publisher.

I will.

By the way. What about the letter?

It was sent. It should have arrived by now.

(Sender: Hwang Dong Woo)

Hwang Dong Woo?

Yes, hello.

- Go on. - I want to ask something.

Do you remember a Hwang Dong Woo?

It's the doctor who was sent to prison for serial murder, right?

Maybe.

Was that his name?

He was sentenced for killing patients...

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

Okay, you should get it.

I'll call you back.

(Professor Shin Ji Hyung)

(Ha Ru)

(To Doctor Shin Ha Ru)

(Sender: Hwang Dong Woo)

- The call... - Why won't he pick up?

You're being transferred to voicemail.

(Ha Ru)

What is he up to these days?

Oh, gosh.

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...

You're not enlightened enough.

Are you not a monk yet?

I can't concentrate because of you.

Dr. Brain. Stop wasting your time.

Let's help each other.

There is just one way.

Come here. Hold me tight.

If you touch me,

I will kill you.

Don't rub up against me.

If you cross the line, I will kill you.

Your lips must be frozen,

seeing how you're dropping the honorifics.

Your brain must be frozen,

seeing how rude you are right now.

Cut me some slack.

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

Don't say such a horrible thing.

It's making my temperature drop.

What would people say...

if they found us dead like this?

It's sending shivers down my spine.

Go away.

Go away.

Oh, hang on.

Something feels warm.

Don't rub up against me.

I told you not to rub up against me.

Darn you...

(Brain Works)

I think Dad has a crush on someone.

You're a good flirt.

- Dr. Brain! - Shall I chop your hands off?

- What you wanted has happened. - My gosh.

Remodeling your brain.

We've identified the prime 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.

He'll either take his own life...

or become a murderer.

I'll confront you head-on.

I'll find evidence,

no matter what.