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In return,
you have to tell me your story too.
It's no fun if I do all the talking.
You tell your story, and I'll tell mine.
Let's complete our story together.
"Our story..."
Yes. Us.
First, tell me about the person you said you hated the most.
When you first met and why you grew to hate him.
Come on, hurry.
You didn't hate him from the start, did you?
In my experience,
a feeling like hatred doesn't just come out of nowhere.
For it to build up, there needs to be a foundation.
Something like friendship or love.
Only when those feelings are crushed is hatred born. That's what I mean.
It was definitely strangulation.
But something about this is off.
What do you mean, sir?
What's different from the others
is the chest.
It was slashed to pieces with a razor blade.
This is a first.
Was that done while she was still alive?
Yes.
We found this inside the body.
Her private parts were stuffed with this.
What is that?
What's this?
It's a bribe.
Just drop it and go.
This isn't your case anymore.
Cha Si Yeong.
Si Yeong.
I've got to catch that son of a gun.
Let's catch him ourselves.
"Ourselves?"
Yes.
Ourselves.
Will you be a friend with me?
I hear you're a good student. Me too.
We should be friends.
I don't need friends.
Then what about money?
Will you tutor me?
I'll pay you.
I can't pronounce it.
It's "pi." Let me see.
Go on, solve it. That's it! That's it.
Hey, you got it!
What?
You got it right!
You're a really good teacher. Even better than my math tutor.
That's because he is not good at teaching.
- I'm going to the bathroom. - The bathroom?
- Try to solve this one. - Okay, got it.
Here, try this.
This is delicious. Where'd you get this?
A friend gave it to me.
What a nice friend. Ask for more, okay?
All right.
Eat up.
- You're leaving? - Yes, I'm off.
Tae Joo.
Yes?
Hey, in the future,
let's go to the same college.
Sure.
Get home safe.
Right.
Gosh. I forgot this.
I guess I'll just give it to him next time.
Why are you so late?
- Feed Sun Yeong. She's whining. - Mom.
Can I go to college?
Sure. As long as you pay your own way.
Si Yeong.
- You got something on you. - Don't touch me.
You're filthy.
What's wrong?
Why didn't you tell me?
That your mom's a bar hostess.
You want me to tell everyone
what you really are?
Everyone else deserves to know.
Please, don't tell them.
I'm begging you.
Then will you do whatever I say?
Yes.
No matter what.
Anything.
Si Yeong.
Let's catch him ourselves.
"Ourselves?"
He said "ourselves."
I like the sound of that.
Let's do it.
("Police Let Suspect Slip Through Their Fingers")
Take a look at this.
Apparently, this is what the serial killer looks like.
We haven't even seen a single hair on his head.
- Does this make any sense? - We did find his hair.
And we even got his blood type from it.
And you're proud you found his blood type? Big deal.
We're looking into ex-cons with similar priors,
- so we'll catch him soon, right? - Darn it.
What did we find this time?
What did you find?
Nothing significant, sir. A strand of hair, body hair,
and the blood from the clothes are all Type B.
Chief Kim, you got a problem with me?
- I said, do you have a problem? - No, sir.
It doesn't look that way to me. Spit it out.
Sir.
About Kang Tae Joo's resignation, could you hold off on accepting it?
Jeon Kyung Ho's medical report was fabricated, and...
How can you say that after seeing this article?
Who let him get away? Kang Tae Joo! That's who!
Yes, Chief Heo, Kangseong Police.
Yes.
One moment, please. Sir.
Hello?
Who's this?
Yes. This is Park Eun Gyu, Chief of Police at Kangseong.
Yes, Commissioner. Go ahead.
Pardon? Kang Tae Joo, you said?
No, that can't be right.
His resignation hasn't even been processed yet.
Heard you're back. How?
Maybe the chief's just been too busy with official business?
Apparently, my resignation hasn't been processed yet.
Is that possible?
- Hey! - Gosh!
Hurt? Follow me.
Hey, what the hell is going on? Tell me everything.
You're short-staffed anyway, so just take it as a win.
That's not the point, you fool. For a mere sergeant's resignation,
- why involve a commissioner? - A commissioner?
What?
- You're just hearing this now? - Well...
What's the commissioner's name?
Cha Jun Young. Commissioner Cha. How do you not know him?
He's the youngest commissioner ever. He's assigned to the Blue House.
He's a serious heavyweight.
A commissioner...
That's incredible.
Hey. Seriously, he's not your connection?
Let's just say he is. You're not entirely wrong.
What is he talking about?
A commissioner getting involved over one darn sergeant? Pathetic.
My apologies.
This Kang Tae Joo, or whatever his name is,
he'd better be worth the trouble.
He will be.
And about the Kangseong Serial Murders.
Don't let anyone else handle it. You finish it yourself.
Your father is running for election. If you can't help,
at least don't be a liability. Am I wrong?
I'll take it to heart.
Good. Make sure you do.
I hear you're seeing Chairman Kim Tae Seob's daughter.
She's a really wonderful woman.
Come on.
You too? You want to get into politics?
Cha Si Yeong.
Don't try to run with the big dogs
if you can't keep up.
I thought you'd know your place. Is that really so hard?
I just don't get it.
The list of Min Ji's belongings. You have it, right?
Not yet.
Her whereabouts on the incident day? Did you look into it?
Not on that either.
Then what the hell have you done?
You are the guy who quit and then came crawling back.
I don't think you're one to talk.
What's with that kid?
Has he lost his mind?
Park Dae Ho.
Outside. Now.
Rookie.
Just say you're sorry. Beg for forgiveness.
Beg for what? Since you've started it, go all in.
That son of a...
The kid's got guts.
He really does.
Eat up.
Tell me. Why are you pissed at me?
- I'm not. - Don't give me that.
What is it?
Honestly,
I was disappointed in you.
You just gave up so easily.
When you first got here,
I finally learned what to look for in a case,
how to approach a suspect.
I started to figure all that stuff out.
I wanted to learn more, I wanted to get better.
And I really wanted to catch the culprit with you.
And I just assumed you felt the same way.
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