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Dad always said to

make your second favorite thing your occupation

(Episode 2) and cherish your favorite thing as a hobby.

That is why my dad is a criminal attorney

while he is running a cafe on the side.

He believes in going the extra mile for both

so the cafe downstairs from where we live

has always been filled with ex-cons.

Many clients of my dad's have

become my dad's loyal fans.

They came to see my dad after being released from

prison and asked for food or a job and eventually

stuck around and became my friends, too.

My friends taught me a lot of things.

Things I could never learn in school.

That's it!

- Hi, Mister. / - Hi, Yeongsin.

- Mister. / - Hey. You're back early.

Isn't it clean?

- What? / - Here.

What about it? It's clean.

Hurry.

What?

Hey!

What on earth?

Come on, just one more bite.

What do you think?

This is called "A Midsummer Night's Dream."

Former gangsters, thieves, con artists...

Another thing I learned from them is my gut feeling.

It's like I have eyes on the back of my head.

I need to know if someone is watching me.

That way, I can escape.

Do it right the first time.

Don't get hair samples without the root again

like last time, okay?

The best thing would be getting blood or scraping

of the inside of her cheek with a cotton swab.

But I guess that's difficult even for you, right?

Late? What do you mean? I'm at work already.

Where else? I'm at the scene.

A reporter should head to the scene of the news.

I haven't slept in two days.

My skin is dry and I have dark circles under my eyes

from staking out all night.

My hair is disheveled. It's beyond help.

But what can I do?

There's always a punk following me down every street.

I'm just too popular.

She must've noticed you were following her.

She's super quick. How annoying.

Should I just drag her into an alley and

draw some blood?

Her bag.

What?

Look at the size of her bag. She may have something

like a toothbrush or a brush or something. Get that.

- Oh no! / - Are you okay?

- Yes. / - Mister!

- You should've been more careful! / - I'm sorry.

- What on earth? / - I'm sorry.

Oh no, the fruits are damaged.

- I'm sorry. / - How am I supposed to sell these now?

Be careful from now on!

Something came flying towards me.

I can't sell these anymore. What am I going to do?

Oh no.

There is no brush or anything.

What on earth is with this girl?

Hey you, thief!

That's my bag, isn't it?

So that makes you a thief, right?

I found him.

Dongsin Building, second floor men's room.

I locked him in, so hurry up.

Isn't there a policeman patrolling nearby?

Keep it down.

Hey...

Hush.

It hurts.

Miss.

Don't move or you'll get hurt.

Don't be stupid and follow anyone like this again.

You may end up losing your life.

Long time no see.

Take a look at my Benny. Doesn't she look different?

I touched it up.

What do you think? It's awesome, right?

So, I was thinking...

Since I fixed up Benny and all,

can't you put in a good word with the boss?

I know I am not as good as you,

but I can take on an easy job!

You know. Not just delivering things like this.

Something real. I can do it.

Darn it!

Just tell him to give me a shot.

He can see how well I work,

and if he likes me...

Just something simple. Please?

Drive safely.

Hey!

Come on!

(Locker 08 / Code: 0808)

Hello, Munho.

- Hello. / - Where have you been?

There.

Suseong company called.

You've been meeting their retired employees?

- Me? / - Stop it. There's no point.

I won't air it.

It's super fun. You and...

Chief Kang will be hooked once you hear this.

- I got an interview yesterday... / - Do you know

how many commercials we get from Suseong?

Do you know how much money that is?

Your salary comes from there too.

I know, and I'm always grateful.

You know the station has been struggling lately.

It isn't how it used to be. One commercial is...

That's strange.

Why is the head of special feature news

worried about commercials?

Our advertising department has

plenty of skilled people.

Leave it to them.

This is your arrogance talking.

I've chased this story for over three months.

You give me time,

and I'll have three hours' worth of news.

I have solid interviews, and...

Do you like being popular that much?

I know every time you're on TV, social media blows up.

"A rare progressive reporter."

"Always on the side of the weak."

"And he's even good-looking."

The more fans and applause you gain,

the more you get swept away.

You're addicted to being popular.

- "I'm addicted to being popular"? / - Yes.

You can't control yourself.

You want more and more applause.

Those people who applaud you

will leave you over something inconsequential.

Easily.

They won't just leave me.

They'll step on me, tear me apart and bury me.

- Munho... / - I'll do it until the end.

Until they leave.

If not, I have nothing to do.

Anyway, is this a new outfit?

Did you get a boyfriend?

Why do you keep getting prettier?

You're upsetting your ex-boyfriend.

I got everything from the reference room.

But they're statistics from two years ago.

- What about last year's? / - I can't find them.

I want last year's.

Yes, I'll look again.

- Jongsu. / - Yes?

I have a favor to ask.

On your way home,

take this to the lab from before.

You know my friend there, right?

- Again? / - Yes.

They have the sample to compare it to,

so just give this to them.

- This DNA testing... / - I told you, it's a secret.

Who are you searching for?

Do you...

Do I what?

Never mind.

There is an incident that I am investigating.

I see.

What is it?

I'll include you once I have something solid.

What? You promised.

If you change your mind, I'll bad-mouth you like crazy.

But will you be okay?

About what?

I heard the high-ups are mad like nothing before.

A written apology may not suffice this time.

- Statistics. / - Sorry?

- Last year's. / - Yes, Sir.

Munho,

Do I need to officially invite you to see your face?

There you go again, exaggerating everything.

I know you're busy, but let's eat together once a week.

Okay? Our famous and busy Reporter Kim.

Here is the shield against nagging.

It's bimoran.

It's pretty.

What's on the menu? What should I do?

I got some porcini mushrooms.

I got some nice veal, too.

I'm going to make a wine sauce for steak.

Wash the vegetables for salad.

Okay.

I smell...

Tomatoes, cheese and potatoes are baked in the oven.

I'm making a gratin. Take some with you later.

If you heat it up, it'll be one meal for you.

Hey, Sister.

What?

Leave your husband for Seoul with me.

I'll get you a house with an amazing kitchen.

What do you think? Come on.

First, stop calling her "Sister."

It's been almost 20 years. She's your sister-in-law.

Let him be. If he calls me "Sister-in-law,"

I have to call him "Brother-in-law."

I have to speak formally to him, too.

Are you sleeping over?

I have to go back. I have work to do.

I heard they hate you in the newsroom.

You mean the ones in power who envy my fame?

I heard you said things not in the script live on air.

And it wasn't the first time either.

Did you have dinner with my station director?

Quit and come to me. I'll give you a newsroom.

You can talk all you want.

Being the head of a cable channel isn't so bad.

Should I? True, having connections is a skill, too.

It's time for your sister-in-law's medicine and nap.

She's been refusing to take her medicine lately.

She doesn't like being drowsy.

You took your medicine and you're tucked in. What next?

Tell me about your girlfriend.

That again?

You still don't have one?

Give it up. I don't want one.

You're no fun.

Leave after I fall asleep.

Okay.

This is the toughest time. Just before I fall asleep.

Too many thoughts run through my head.

Do you want me to tell you

a funny story to keep them out?

You're not good at telling funny stories.

Then you want a serious story? Yes?

Sure.

What was that novelist's name? He was Chinese.

Give me a hint.

Well...

There are people locked in a steel room.

Everyone is asleep.

Soon, they will all suffocate to death.

But one of them woke up.

Should he wake the others?

To look for a way out together?

Or since there is no way out anyway, isn't it better to

let them die peacefully in their sleep?

- Okay. / - If they wake up, they'll be miserable.

- Go on. / - But you know,

it was more like an preface, not a novel.

His name begins with an L...

Lu...

- Lu Xun! / - Lu Xun!

Lu Xun. Yes.

- But why? / - What?

Why did you think of that story?

Is there something you can't tell me?

Look.

The world doesn't always revolve around you.

But isn't the media there to question...

If you don't question or expose what is suspicious...

When did you take off your seatbelt?

Buckle up!

Were you crying?

It's because you spilled your milk

after you begged your brother for it, right?

Munho.

You can cry. You can cry in front of me.

I won't let anyone else see it.

Wouldn't it be better to take care of them together?

It isn't easy to meet Healer, and even if we do...

It's been taken care of. And here.

This is the item.

His name is Healer, isn't it?

- So? / - We've tied him down.

What should we do?

Wouldn't it be better to take care of them together?

It isn't easy to meet Healer

and even if we do, it won't be easy.

I've heard he's very skilled.

- Hey. / - Hey, Munho, the results are out.

You called because...

What is it?

I can't tell you for free.

This normally takes over a week,

but I came to the lab to run it myself.

Tell me, what is it?

Whoever it is, congratulations.

Is this the fourth one?

The previous samples weren't the match.

But this time, it's over a 99% match. Parent and child.

They are both female,

so they are a mother and a daughter.

Munho. Are you still there?

Yes.

This is good news, right?

I'm a messenger.

I started when I was 20, so it's been eight years.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

I'm pretty good, too.

To be honest, I'm the best. So, I'm quite expensive.

I do anything but killing people.

I don't care about ethics or justice.

That is my principle toward my clients.

I don't care what the clients do with

the items I steal for them.

You can't call me a thief just because

I steal something or wiretap someone.

As I said earlier, I am

just a messenger.

Hi.

I have only three numbers saved on my phone.

Lady, my minion and

my favorite chicken place.

I have no family, friends or colleagues.

I have no idea

why I would need them.

Hello.

Tell me the truth.

You have surveillance cameras in my house, don't you?

Your joy in life is interrupting my meals, right?

You can't call that a meal.

Pig's feet and chicken delivery is just snack.

Look at this. You really did install cameras here.

You did.

She must be the right one.

We got paid?

I love this client. He's so quick.

And our favorite client sent a follow-up request.

A follow-up? What?

There are seven questions written on the paper.

He wants you to look into each one.

So how much are we getting paid?

A small bill for each question.

Wow.

What is this?

First, her family.

We need to know the details on each family member

including whether she mistreated as a child.

Those new glasses have a shorter battery life

so charge them whenever you have a chance.

Hello. Good morning.

Chae Yeongsin.

She lives alone with her adoptive father.

Her father's name is Chae Chisu.

She was adopted at the age of eight.

Chae Chisu was born in 1963 and is an attorney.

He is running a cafe on the side.

His law office is in the cafe? What?

I see.

- Sir? / - Yes?

The breakfast set please.

Which breakfast set?

The...

The first one. Set A.

Set A. That will be six dollars.

How would you like your eggs?

What?

Fried, scrambled or hard-boiled.

I want the first one, fried.

Okay, fried.

There is a newspaper article.

Chae Chisu is known for taking care of his clients

even after they are released from prison.

He even holds barista classes for them every weekend

and helps them find jobs.

Six.

I have the records on the guy who took your order.

Three priors for pickpocketing and burglary.

He was released from prison seven years ago.

He's been working there ever since.

So Chae Yeongsin's adoptive father is her only family.

Her adoptive mother passed away in 2001.

Dad, I don't feel so great today, okay?

Because of that psycho thief,

I had nightmares all night and almost went crazy.

Let's not start the day with gloomy music.

This isn't gloomy. It's thirsty.

♪ Give me some water ♪

♪ Give me some water ♪

♪ I am thirsty ♪

♪ Give me some water ♪

♪ Water is love ♪

♪ It tickles my throat ♪

♪ And teases me ♪

♪ And sends me out ♪

♪ I will leave ♪

♪ I will cross that hill ♪

♪ If I meet a woman ♪

♪ During my trip ♪

♪ I will live ♪

♪ I will live with her ♪

♪ Give me some water ♪

I'm sorry.

Second, her job.

How good is she at her job? What is her work style?

The number is 3389 42.

It must be around here somewhere.

Chae Yeongsin,

A reporter at an Internet newspaper...

A reporter with "Sunday."

How good do you think she is at her job?

Lady.

She's a reporter? Are you sure?

Why?

She acts like a petty car thief.

A complete rookie thief.

What?

She ignores security cameras and dashcams.

She lacks all the basics.

Hey.

Brush your hair. What is that?

And put on some lipstick!

Lee Junbin.

Excuse me! Would you open...

Darn it.

Wrong number.

What?

Thank you.

Right! Ninth floor. I knew it.

You got off on the ninth floor, didn't you?

I knew it. I got you this time.

Aren't you getting off?

I think she left work early to follow a guy.

She acts like a total stalker.

Lady, I was watching her earlier and

it gave me chills.

I'm telling you, women like her scare me

more than serial killers. I can't stand them.

Let's see. 11 meters, so...

Not the sixth floor. Ninth. Yes, the ninth floor.

Should I see who lives on the ninth floor?

I am telling you it's a guy.

He's a poor soul being stalked by a weirdo.

We need to see just how bad it is.

Look, Lady. Do I really have to watch that too?

Watching isn't enough. You have to record it.

Yes, Ma'am.

Of all the things...

Who is it?

I'm from Shinsa Precinct.

We're investigating breaking and entering.

Please open the door.

This is Officer Park Yeongja. I'm at 3-903.

The resident won't cooperate. What should I do?

Hold on. Let me get dressed.

Where is the woman?

Did you see the owner of that purse?

She better be there.

I almost had them. Of all the luck...

My goodness. What do I do?

Excuse me, Miss?

Wait! Hold on!

Hello, Miss...

I need to tell you something, so please talk to me.

What I need to say is...

This purse. This is yours, right?

It looks nice, but it was in the elevator.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Stop! Stop!

Don't do that, and talk with me.

I don't know what it is, but I'll listen, okay?

So turn around and look at me.

Look.

I've stood there before too.

When I was seven.

When I was seven,

I stood there too

because everyone I knew then

left me.

My mom

and my dad

abandoned me.

I was found next to a dumpster when I was five.

And then

I was at five different orphanages.

I was adopted, then abandoned.

Adopted again

and beaten up again...

So...

So, it was too painful...

So painful that I considered killing myself.

I was seven years old.

All I could think was "If I jump from here,

I won't hurt anymore."

Do you remember when you were seven?

Most people don't.

But I remember everything so clearly.

It was cold

like today.

It was winter.

It hurt terribly where I was hit.

A couple of my ribs were broken.

But you know,

it doesn't hurt me anymore.

That's how it is.

It all passes.

If you hang in there now,

it too will pass.

Trust me.

It will all pass.

I...

I've been there.

Why did you turn it off?

That's enough.

Hey, but the client...

My mom and my dad

abandoned me.

I was found next to a dumpster when I was five.

It was winter.

It hurt terribly where I was hit.

A couple of my ribs were broken.

Did Myeonghui lend that to you?

Then I'll wash it and give it back to her.

We should wash it nice and clean.

Hey, who are you?

Cyber Crime Division.

- What brings a detective here? / - So the victim

was thrown out from a train passing by up there?

You don't know yet if he was dead before he was thrown.

- How do you know that? / - I read the report.

The report says there was something in his pocket.

A memo.

- That's correct. / - May I see it?

But we submitted the report less than two hours ago.

How did come down so quickly from Seoul...

It's been 2 hours and 40 minutes. Let's see it.

Why that jerk...

Hey, wait up.

This is evidence.

We don't know if it is suicide or murder yet,

but it may be an important lead.

- It's Healer. / - Pardon?

The person whose e-mail address this is.

I've been chasing him for over five years.

So help me out a little.

The client must be very satisfied with what we sent.

He said we can forget the rest of the questions

and just look into one thing.

That is...

Well, that...

What is it?

It makes me feel cheesy.

But it is what the client wants, so...

- What? / - "What is Chae Yeongsin's dream?"

"What does she desperately wish for?"

He wants you to find that out.

You've got to be kidding me.

My choice of words weren't as nice.

You look into that.

Girls take pictures of every little thing they eat and

put them up on blogs and things like that.

She must have blabbed about her dream somewhere.

I told you. She doesn't do

any social media, blog or anything like that.

Hey, Healer.

Do you want to go on a blind date with her?

You can easily ask her then.

"So, what is your dream?"

"What's your name?" "What's your number?"

Hey, Lady. Snap out of it.

What do you plan to do?

Work. I need to make money.

What are you looking for?

Something like a journal.

Who writes a journal in this day?

This is the bathroom. Take a bath first.

There's a new toothbrush in the medicine cabinet.

I'll bring you a change of clothes.

Pink is probably better.

Where is the new underwear?

It's around here somewhere.

Here it is.

Healer, you're wanted by the police.

I've been wanted for years.

This time, you're a suspect in a murder.

- Why? / - Ko Seongcheol is dead.

- How? / - Let's wrap up and stay low for a while.

Wrap it up.

What are you doing? Get out.

- I can't. / - Why not?

I need to stay with this girl a little longer.

What are you talking about? You're a murder suspect.

You said to find out her dream.

The client wants to know her real dream.

Then I should stick to her like glue

to find out thoroughly.

The back of my head keeps tingling lately.

It feels like I'm being followed.

Why does she have my picture?

Is she a bait to catch me?

This is Kim Munho. Don't you know him?

You said your dream is not to be called "reportrash."

This reporter is hiding the possible female victim.

That's why he wrote it with such confidence.

Look into him. He's probably hiding that woman.

I believe in things like that.

Fate, destiny, things like that.

Life used to be just bland.

It's about to get interesting.