All language subtitles for Flower of Evil S01E03

FLOWER OF EVIL

SUMMER, 2007

Hee-seong.

I'm back.

I thought you liked this beer,

so I sneaked out in secret.

Where did you learn your craft?

I thought you weren't going to college.

Is there a school that
teaches you all that?

What are you doing?

Can I upload this onto
my social media page?

I'll title it, "Good-looking Guy
from My Neighborhood."

I said, what are you doing?

Delete it, now.

Sure, I... I'll delete it.

I'm deleting it now.

I didn't know you don't like
being photographed.

What are you?

-Pardon?
-Why are you asking around about me?

Me?

You think I don't know about you secretly

asking around about me?

I hear you've been asking about
my blood type, my star sign, my birthday,

the foods that I like,
the foods I don't like...

The lady next door even told me
you asked for my phone number.

Why? Did someone tell you to?

To find out about me?

I like you, Hee-seong.

Hee-seong?

You need to tell me yes, no,

or even, "Give me some time."

-You...
-My name is Cha Ji-won.

Don't you ever come back here again.

-What?
-Get out, right now.

What? Or do I have to drag you out?

Why are you up already?

Where were you at this time of the night?

It's raining outside.

Well, I had trouble sleeping
so I was doing some work.

And I ran out of beer.

It was only yesterday you were
worried about your pot belly.

Huh?

What is it?

When I first confessed
my feelings for you,

you got real mad at me, do you remember?

"Do I have to drag you out?"

Come on, don't bring that up now.

Why did you hate me so much back then?

It's not that I hated you.

I was being awkward. It was
my first time hearing something like that.

You're so naive.

That's why I can never
tell you about my past.

Your past?

What about your past?

If I told you, you'd be shocked.

-Is it that bad?
-I'm a woman with a past.

Wow, then I'd been deceived
all this time, have I?

Yes.

Tell me, now I'm curious.

Does it suit your palate?

I asked, does it suit your palate?

I'm not eating it for its taste.

I'm eating it so I can survive.

Eat all you want.
I'm sure it's to your palate.

I even went to your neighborhood
to get this.

To put it simply, when they open you up,

this gimbap right here

will have been your last meal.

Hyun-soo.

You... What are these pills?

Do you really...

Do you really plan to kill me?

Is murder that easy for you?

Of course not.

How much do you weigh?

Seventy?

Seventy-five?

Do you think it's easy,
carrying you to the car

when you're all limp
from these sleeping pills?

Don't.

Don't do this to me.

Hyun-soo.

Hyun-soo, please! Hyun-soo!

Is anybody there? Help!

I'm trapped in the basement!

I've been kidnapped!

This guy's about to kill me!

Detective Cha!

I've been trapped.

The murderer, Do Hyun-soo, is right here.

Do Hyun-soo is right here!

He's right here, yet...

Man, I'm about to go nuts!

Hey.

Hey, Hyun-soo.

Let me go, will you?

I'll do whatever you say.

So please let me go, will you?

Please spare me.

Then will you answer
honestly to my questions?

Yes. Whatever.

I saw that you wrote this back in 2011.

Yes, what?

Your account was logged in.

Read it.

Read it out loud.

"I'm a high school student
who wants to be a writer.

My protagonist once helped a criminal
without realizing his act is a crime."

"My protagonist is now
an aspiring journalist."

"If his past is exposed,
what trouble will he run into?"

Keep going.

Continue.

"What if, for example...

...someone had died, as a result?"

Is this about you?

No.

"There's a video.
Of the situation at the time."

"He only did as he was told to,
without thinking."

"He really didn't know."

You really didn't know?

I didn't know.

I really didn't. I swear.

So in other words, there's a video...

that captures you aiding a murder.

What?

Hyun-soo.

I won't tell anyone.

I'll just forget that I met you again.

I won't even come close to your area.

I swear.

I swear by my mom's name.

So please...

Please let me go. Please?

I don't want your oath,

I want a guarantee.

I don't believe in people.

Understand?

SOONGIL'S CHINESE RESTAURANT

It's a murder.

-Oh, dear.
-Murder? Did someone die?

The owner of the Chinese place.

-Excuse me.
-Coming through.

YEONJU SERIAL KILLINGS

No way.

What about his nails?

Did you check his thumbnails?

Both are missing.

What is this?

Why Do Min-seok again?

Is this another crime in disguise?

Why are you all so quiet?

This is different from
the Park Seo-young case.

How?

The brand of the leash that
Do Min-seok hung around

his victims' necks was never
revealed to the public.

But in this case, the leash
that was used is exactly

the same as the one
Do Min-seok used to use.

Park Seo-young's case was
more on the spur of the moment.

On the other hand, as shown
by the CCTV footage, this one was

well-planned much in advance.

And he's also made a show of
how similar he is to

Do Min-seok, and how different
he is from Park Seo-young.

This guy is real dangerous.

If I may add, Do Min-seok killed seven.

So what you're saying is,

this could be another
serial murder case, is it?

Should we pass it to the RIU?

What are your thoughts, Yoon?

I'd begrudge giving it to them,
when this is hot stuff.

Besides, it's not like
it's a serial case just yet.

Woo-chul, do you think you can handle it?

What if we take it,

and then it ends up becoming
a serial murder?

I think we'll be able to catch him.

He was pretty rash with
his choice for his victim.

Our victim, Nam Soon-gil,
was a middle-aged man of a stout build,

and who was living a routine life

going back and forth
his work and his home.

So from his point,
there are many risks involved.

I'm sure there's a link somewhere.

What about the victim's family?

Oh, that. Let me check.

Where was it again?

-Ho-jun.
-Yes?

If this becomes a serial case,
Chief will lose his seat.

So let's take this seriously.

-Imagine how anxious he is.
-Yes, sir.

Nam Soon-gil was an orphan

so has no identified family or relatives.

He does have a partner,

who's currently 6 months pregnant.

She's collapsed from the shock
and is now at the hospital.

Have we identified the man he called last?

Detective Oh is looking into that.

We got the name of the person
he called before he died.

His name is Kim Moo-jin,
and he's a journalist.

Journalist Kim Moo-jin?

Do you know him?

Yes, I even saw him last Sunday.

He'd been investigating
the Kim Sang-jin case.

We can't get a hold of him.
His phone's switched off, too.

The last call that was made from
his phone was around 17:00,

and it was...

to Nam Soon-gil, the victim.

What are you doing?

Detective Choi, go to the control center

and analyze the criminal's escape route.

As for you two, start tracking
down Kim Moo-jin's whereabouts.

-Hurry.
-Yes, sir.

JOURNALIST OF THE MONTH AWARD

There's a laptop in my living room.

The password is "mj0905".

You should see a program
called "S Folder".

Run it.

The password's the same as the login.

In it, you'll find the "HS" folder.

Unlock it,

and a hidden folder
will show up on the desktop.

Now, if you want...

you can end my life, whenever.

THE 24TH SEJIN HIGH SCHOOL
ART COMPETITION

Please.

Hey.

Stop filming, and sit down.

-Why aren't you drawing anything?
-You should draw something, too.

Hurry up.

Please.

-This is no fun.
-What is this?

Mr. Kim Moo-jin hasn't been
into work for two days.

Why didn't you report it?

Everyone comes into work on
Mondays for an editorial meeting,

but after that, they're free to
come and go until Thursday,

which is our deadline.

But journalists normally
don't keep their phones off.

Not Moo-jin.

He goes on trips spontaneously
after doing so.

May I...

Maybe Mr. Kim is trapped somewhere.

Trapped?

You know, like in his bathroom.

He told me once that was the case,
after his door broke.

If his mother hadn't come home,
he might've died, he said.

Why do you keep on filming this?

Wow, what is this?

Ta-da!

This is the place.

What is this?

Dad built this for me so I can work...

Nice, huh?

Hey, Kim Moo-jin. Sit still.

You said you'd be my model.

You deceived me?

Mr. Kim Moo-jin.

Are you in there?

Mr. Kim!

MORNING MEAL DELIVERY

There's two.

Either he hasn't been home
since Monday afternoon,

or he's been trapped inside.

-Let's break in.
-Yes, ma'am.

-Please check all corners.
-Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Kim Moo-jin.

Mr. Kim?

He's not here.

Not here, either.

Not over there, either.

Where on earth did he go?

-Let's retreat for now.
-All right.

MR. KIM MOO-JIN

Your number cannot be called...

His phone's switched off.

Shouldn't we report him as missing, then?

What is it?

You don't usually let brand new clothes
sit under the chair.

That's usually the case, yes.

Feel it.

It's warm.

Someone was here just now.

And he still may be.

Let's check the closet, under the bed,
and between the furniture once more.

Ji-won, you have a call.

Yes, Hee-seong.

Honey, do you know a journalist
by the name, Kim Moo-jin?

Journalist Kim Moo-jin?

Yes.

He keeps saying that he knows you, Ji-won.

-Do you know him?
-Mr. Kim is...

at your atelier right now?

But why?

Honey, can you put
Mr. Kim on the phone right now?

Oh.

He went to fetch his phone,
saying he left it in his car.

Shall I tell him to call you
once he's back?

No, tell him to see me at the station.

All right.

It's urgent, so tell him to
come as soon as he can.

All right.

Thief! It's a thief!

Thief! A thief!

Hold on. I hear something.

Mom, it's a thief!

-Ji-won.
-Yes?

I think I'm running a fever.

What?

Honey, you get some rest no matter what.

Should I ask Mom to make you some congee?

No, it's fine.

I think I'll just take some pills
and get a good rest.

Anyway, so if I don't pick up,
please understand.

Yes, all right.

Ji-won, let's go.

Sure.

-What is it?
-Over there. Thief.

Huh?

There's nothing there.

I'm sure he was there just now.

Detective Choi,
will you take a look at this?

This is right next to the crime scene.

It's filmed right after
the time of the incident too.

We got you.

Let go!

Die, will you?

Die, you monster!

I should go home.

-What?
-He's sick. I should go check.

He's not a kid.

I'm sure he'll take medicine
or see a doctor, if he needs to.

I'll be right back.
Can you pull over right there?

Hello, is this Mr. Park Kyung-choon?

Hello, I'm Detective Choi Jae-sub
from Gangsu Station.

You picked up a customer
in a raincoat in Hoeshin-dong

around about 3:30 a.m. today, correct?

You're our very important witness, sir.

Why, thank you.

Please give us a call
once you're here, then.

I'm back.

Where's Mr. Kim Moo-jin?

Why are you asking me?
Didn't you go looking for him?

He didn't come here?

-Hello.
-Hello.

The atelier's closed again.

Did something happen to Mr. Baek?

He's been closing quite often recently.

-Has he?
-Yes.

-I'll be back next time.
-Sure.

What's wrong with your face?

Oh, something happened. But it's nothing.

Like what?

Detective Cha.
I said I'd see you at the station.

Or what? Did you come to pick me up?

Hey.

Do you think you can get away with this?

How dare you deceive me.

Just kill me.

Go on. Kill me.

Here, go on and kill me!

I'm a journalist.

My death will be more controversial
than some village chief's.

I can't.

The police are after you.

The police, after me? Why?

I don't know the details.

So you need to go to the station, now.

Slick your hair back and
wipe that blood off your wrist.

Wow.

So in other words, the tables have turned.

Is that what this is?

Hey.

Why should I do as you tell me to?

In case you forgot,

you almost tried to kill me just now,

you psychopath bastard.

First off,

I'd like to hear a polite,
heartfelt apology.

There's no time.

If I go to the station now,

I might just blabber things that
will put you away in jail.

That camcorder...

It was pretty interesting.

What?

I'm sure it's here somewhere.

But it's not the laptop.

Whoa, this is amazing!

Moo-jin, we need to go. There's no time.

Dad will have a fit if he finds out.

Looking good on camera, Do Hae-soo.

Hey, you want to die?

I told you not to talk
casually to my sister.

Come on, brother-in-law.
Don't be like that now.

Shut up, let's just hurry up and check.

I really don't like him.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

I'm sure I heard it.

Then tell Moo-jin to go down by himself.

Or are you scared?

Hey, you just wait here,

while I get an interview with the ghosts.

Watch out.

Journalist Kim Moo-jin will be off, then.

Let's go.

Whoa, what is this?

This is rather eerie.

Did you see it?

I'm keeping the tape.

If that video gets out,

do you think you can keep your job?

No, before that,

can you even live in this country?

If you had made
a different choice back then,

the serial murders
would've stopped right there.

How many more did you kill?

You must watch that video often.

Why?

Do you get excited,

playing it over and over again?

Do you think I'm a monster like you?

So tell me. Will you do as I say?

Or...

Shall we throw bombs to each other's life?

What do you want me to do?

First,

I'd like to hear a polite,
heartfelt apology.

Don't be too worried. I'm just fine.

Mr. Kim.

Come on, we had our reasons.

Hey, Hee-seong will explain it all later.

I'm arresting you for assault.

-This is based on Article 206...
-Hey, say something.

-Mr. Baek!
-Ji-won.

It's all been resolved between us.

And it was my fault.
I was the one who started it.

Mr. Kim got mad because of me.

Don't be ridiculous.

Stop playing the good guy for once.

He kept asking for freebies,
in return for a good review.

So I got mad.

I didn't know that
you two were acquainted,

so I pushed him first,
asking him to leave.

It's my fault.

You just thought I'm trash, didn't you?

Wow. I've a lot to say, but...

I won't. I'll hold my tongue.

Once again, let me apologize, Mr. Kim.

That was very rude of me.

If I had known that
you were acquainted with my wife,

I would've thrown something else in.

Wow, really I...

I really...

Mr. Kim.

He's saying sorry,
even though you hit him.

Shouldn't you as well?

I'm sorry.

Does it hurt, honey?

Let me see your lips. Say ah.

Sure. Ah.

So, Detective Cha.
Why did you want to see me?

Ma'am.

You know Nam Soon-gil, right?

From the Chinese place?

He was murdered this morning.

Hello, Mr. Kim.

This is Nam Soon-gil.

There was something
that I forgot to mention.

I'm pretty sure
you'll find this intriguing.

This is something that
I heard only recently,

but apparently, Do Hyun-soo
was in it with his dad.

The serial killings, I mean.

Shocking, right?

That's why I was all nerves back then.

GIMBAP

Call me anytime
if you want to discuss more...

Mr. Kim.

It's Do Hyun-soo.

Do Hyun-soo is here.

What did I tell you?
I said he'll be here for revenge!

The victim recognized his killer.

He said, Do Hyun-soo.

Who is Do Hyun-soo?

I think you know who he is, Mr. Kim.

Hey, this is going to be
much easier than I'd thought.

As long as we catch that
Do Hyun-soo, it's solved, right?

And Mr. Kim Moo-jin here
happens to know who he is.

Mr. Kim.

-What?
-Who is Do Hyun-soo?

Oh, right.

Well, so...

Have you heard of Do Min-seok?

Do Min-seok, as in from
the Yeonju Serial Killings?

Yes.

Do Hyun-soo is the son of
that serial killer, Do Min-seok.

I'd written a piece about them
a while ago.

I used to be their neighbor, so...

Didn't you say that
Do Hyun-soo disappeared

after murdering the village chief
three months after his father died?

From Do Hyun-soo's bag...

-Detective Kang, found anything?
-Yes.

the weapon used to kill
the village chief was found.

As far as I'm aware,
he's still on the run for that.

He still haven't been caught,
after 18 years?

What, is this a cold case?

How does Nam Soon-gil
come into this, then?

After reading my article,

Mr. Nam called me saying
he wanted to report something.

For about three years
since the fall of 2002.

He said they used to do
deliveries together.

That's all I know.

Really.

What do you mean Do Hyun-soo
was in it with his father?

Oh, that. That's just a rumor.

That's just a rumor that had been
spreading around the town

after Do Min-seok killed himself.

How did these rumors come about?

Well...

Hyun-soo was a little weird.

We didn't know the exact term,

so back then, we just said
he'd been possessed, but...

What term?

Antisocial personality disorder.

Why? What did he do?

Whenever someone got on his
nerves, even just a little bit...

He'd get his revenge.

We thought he'd get better
once he matured, but...

He's still the same. Jeez.

"Still"?

You sound as if you know him still.

No. What I meant was, I didn't expect
to hear about him, like this.

Through a murder case.

Yes, hello?

Yes, all right.

Ms. Lee Kang-ok, his wife,
has just gained consciousness.

I know it's hard, but let me
ask you one question.

Is there anyone who may have held
a grudge against your husband?

Do Hyun-soo.

Pardon?

He received a call
every early morning, and...

You...

You're Do Hyun-soo, aren't you?

He clearly said, "Do Hyun-soo."

Do you remember the customer
who was in a raincoat this morning?

He said he won't take long,

and asked me to wait just 30 minutes.

So I did.

And he came back in 30 minutes.

And where did he get off?

Well, it was...

The residential area in Osong-dong.

Osong-dong. Osong-dong...

That's where the NewSun Villa is.

-How do you know that?
-There are no CCTVs around there.

Oh, I see.

Wow.

Mr. Park, you live on your own, right?

How did you know?

Your tumbler.

It comes for free with those
galbi stews for one.

I remember seeing it on
the home shopping channel.

Wow.

That's amazing. You remember all that?

No need to clap!

Anything else you remember? Like...

The way he spoke, or
whether he had a tattoo,

or how he smelled, or even his profession.

His profession...

Oh, I wonder if this might help.

What do you do for a living, sir?

He clearly said he's in the
same industry as his father.

Daddy.

Yes?

Thinking of egg tarts?

No. Why do you ask?

Then why are you smiling?

Was I smiling?

Yes.

Maybe because this tea tasted so great.

Hey, you solved that well.

I'm keeping the tape.

Darn it.

Darn it.

Gosh, my bones.

Home sweet home.

That Do Hyun-soo bastard
surely met up with Nam Soon-gil.

Oh, well. He can't be that bad.

I should report this.

No. Forget it.
He'll confine you once again.

No, don't even think about it.

But he went on my behalf.

What if he blames it on me?

CHA JI-WON

CHIEF KANG

CHIEF KANG

Drink.

It's kopi luwak of the finest quality.

You know, the coffee from cat poo.

This is the poo from cats who roam freely,

eating whenever they want to and
pooping whenever they want to.

All natural. So drink.

Why are you doing this to me?

Why else? I'm doting on you.

What?

I know you have a scoop.

Who... What? Me?

Don't give me that.

I know everything.

I have eyes and ears everywhere.

RESTAURANT OWNER GETS MURDERED

Around 3 a.m. this morning,
an identified man steps inside

a Chinese restaurant
carrying a weapon in his hand.

Before the victim can resist...

The Hoeshin-dong
Chinese Restaurant murder,

and the Yeonju Serial Killings
from 18 years ago.

You said you know the link
between the two cases.

There's something to this, isn't there?

-Can't say?
-Well, this is...

-Want me to set up a team?
-Chief...

Why? You want to investigate it
on your own for now?

This is something I came upon
by coincidence,

so I don't really...

Hold on. 3 a.m.?

Around 3 a.m. this morning,
an identified man

steps inside a Chinese restaurant...

Hyun-soo.

I won't tell anyone.

I swear.

I don't want your oath.

I want a guarantee. Understand?

So it wasn't him.

What?

-Chief.
-Yeah?

It looks like...

I may have a scoop.

SCORCHED RICE STEW WITH POLLACK SOUP

-Do you want a taste?
-Yes.

Here.

-Gosh, it's so rich.
-The secret is the dried pollack broth.

What are you doing?

-What?
-Hungry?

It's just that... This is just like
the one my husband makes.

-What a coincidence.
-All recipes are pretty much similar.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Please take a seat, over on this side.

I had both Soon-gil and Hyun-soo
under me for three years.

May we have the account number
you transferred his pay to?

We need to track down
Do Hyun-soo urgently.

To be honest...

Hyun-soo didn't have an ID,
so I paid him in cash.

Did you pay him properly?

Of course.

Soon-gil had even managed to
save up ten million won.

Go ask him.

Ten million? What's this about?

Soon-gil said he wanted to
open up his own place,

so I told him I'll sell him
all my recipes and

give him a hand getting started
for ten million.

What about Do Hyun-soo?
What happened to him?

That traitor...

He disappeared without a word.

He wasn't really humane
to begin with, should I say?

Once, I tripped in the hall

and he laughed.

I asked why he laughed at me,

and he said he found the scream
I let out to be funny.

Hyun-soo was a little weird.

We didn't know the exact term,

so back then, we just said
he'd been possessed, but...

What term?

Antisocial personality disorder.

Crazy bastard.

I still haven't forgotten his face.

-What are you doing?
-I need your money.

Hey.

Hyun-soo.

Hyun-soo!

I must've lost it.

Don't do this. Please.

I'm going to kill you.

I know you're not capable of doing this.

You shouldn't do this, Hyun-soo.

So you still don't know me.

Kill him.

Hyun-soo.

Kill him.

Daddy!

Were you mad that I spilled my juice?

No, Daddy's not mad.

KIM MOO-JIN

Eun-ha, do you want to go
watch TV in the living room?

-Daddy's got a call.
-Okay.

What?

You need me. I'm your alibi.

What are you on about?

Right, there's no way
you'd put on a show like that.

I know, because
I've been through it. It's not you.

From how you're talking bullcrap,

you still haven't learned your lesson.

Let's meet and talk.

I told you not to come near me again.

Nam Soon-gil died after
you went to see him.

Don't you feel anything?

Why wouldn't I?

He got rid of himself for me,

so I should be popping champagne.

You really don't know anything?

If you get on my nerves one more time,

and I'm coming for you next.
Do you hear me?

Hey, this is a murder case.

My daughter's listening.

Who are you, mister?

Oh. I'm your father's friend.

This is not the time for this.

Look.

Around 3 a.m. this morning,
an identified man steps inside

a Chinese restaurant
carrying a weapon in his hand.

Before the victim can resist,
he lashes at him ruthlessly.

The police have named Do
as a prime suspect, who used to run

deliveries with the victim in the past...

Who do you think this 'Do' is?

Before Nam Soon-gil died, he named you...

He named Do Hyun-soo as his murderer.

What's Do Hyun-soo?

Get out.

Gosh.

What happened?

Who killed the village chief,
18 years ago?

I told you it was me.
Why are you asking that now?

What about Nam Soon-gil?

It wasn't me.

Right.

You're a real honest bastard

who murders, but doesn't lie.

What are you trying to pull here?

Let go of me first so I can talk.

Want to take this to the basement?

Nam Soon-gil had been threatened
by Do Hyun-soo.

Was it you? Did you blackmail him?

Why would I?

Before you brought him up,
I'd forgotten about him.

The criminal knows Do Hyun-soo well.
Nam almost mistook him for him.

And I'm sure Do Hyun-soo
knows the criminal, too.

So who?

Who could hold such a strong
grudge against you? Think.

I don't know.

No, he's somewhere
in your memory. I'm sure.

Here, look at this.

"Yeonju Serial Killings" is
number one in the search list.

Number two, "Do Min-seok's son," and
number three, "Chinese restaurant murder."

Look, there's a buzz already!

YEONJU SERIAL KILLINGS

CHINESE RESTAURANT MURDER

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

Hyun-soo.

I mean, Mr. Baek Hee-seong.

We can get to the bottom of this
sooner than anyone else.

This is big stuff.

Big stuff? Fine.

But to whom?

Tell me.

Well, that's...

For both of us, of course.

Let's share information.

You can clear your name,
and I'll have a scoop.

It's a win-win situation.

A man in his 40s

with a heavily pregnant wife was murdered

in the heart of Seoul,
in exactly the same way

as victims of a serial murder
killed 18 years ago.

This crime needs to be solved,
no matter what.

If the police want, they can
easily track down Do Hyun-soo.

Who the hell could it be?

SHOCK! CHINESE RESTAURANT OWNER
DISCOVERED DEAD

MISSING PERSON

Make sure to eat all your meals.

-Yes, thank you.
-Bye.

...utilizing all resources.

Meanwhile, it's been revealed
that Do is the prime suspect

of the Gakyeong-ri Village Chief
murder from 18 years ago

and is still on the run,

which has shocked the public.

Back when Do Hyun-soo disappeared in 2005,

Nam Soon-gil suddenly
ended up with ten million won.

And Nam had been scared of Do
Hyun-soo right until his death.

It seems there were
monetary issues involved,

which led Do to hold a grudge against Nam.

What's that picture, by the way?

It's his photo from middle school.

In 2002,

when Do Hyun-soo murdered
the village chief at age 18,

he burned his house before he took off.

It seems he wanted to erase
all traces of him.

He had no friends because of
his antisocial personality,

so there was not
a single photo of him left.

So we'll have to rely on Mr. Noh Man-sik,

who was acquainted with him
most recently for a composite.

This guy's a ghost.

His resident ID was never issued,

so there's no credit card history,
call history,

or bank transaction history.

How's he managing to survive?

What about his family?

Let me do it.

Why are they talking about you on the TV?

What trouble have you been causing?

I'm looking into it myself.

You should be staying low, you know.

How could you let yourself
get involved in a murder case?

Are you out of your mind?

I've nothing to do with this.

If I'd known you were so careless,

I wouldn't have made you Baek Hee-seong.

Hee-seong.

BAEK HEE-SEONG

RESIDENT ID

BAEK HEE-SEONG, DO HYUN-SOO

FLOWER OF EVIL

I told you, and I warned you!

The criminal was caught on CCTV,

and he left his blood stains
on the site, too.

This case will be solved.

They won't get to Baek Hee-seong
by tracking down Do Hyun-soo.

Do Min-seok had a daughter.

We haven't seen Hyun-soo once
these past 18 years.

How many times must I tell you
before you'll believe us?

Do you know a lady by the name, Bok-ja?

Apparently, she has your photo
from five years ago.

The police will come to pick it up soon.

Not just any police, but Detective Cha.

Your wife is on her way to arrest you!

Do Hyun-soo!