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with his friends in the south

during the estimated time

of the murder.

And this is a list

of his alibis.

We'll have to look into that.

How do you refute

the DNA evidence?

Why was your client's DNA

found inside the victim?

Oh that...

Sh*t, so he can talk.

I thought you were

a goddamn mute.

And you don't stare down

at cops here in the South.

That stupid smirk...

Alright, spill it then.

How did your DNA come

out of the victim's vagina?

We started a weekend farm

as a hobby.

We got a small land

near our home.

It's got some cucumber

and eggplants too.

Here.

Quite a bit of eggplants.

They give away the harvest

to their friends and neighbors.

This is hardly irrefutable.

We'll look into this as well.

So you arrest first

and come up with evidence?

Get with the times, detective.

If you find more

solid evidence, call us.

Please release him ASAP.

The warrant was issued today.

We can still...

hold him for another 42 hours.

Anyway, see you again.

Oh yeah, Mr. Kim.

You don't know me well yet.

Keep that smirk on

while you can.

Motherf***er...

Buddy.

I only said we got your DNA,

but nothing about an eggplant.

How did you know

it was off an eggplant?

And you even prepped

a photo of the farm too.

Open up.

They take me

for a goddamn fool?

Dig into his alibis' whereabouts.

Find everything and anything

you can about these pricks.

- Got that?

- Yes, sir.

Anything from his house?

We ransacked it

but nothing useful.

What about his minions?

I sent out APB for their arrest.

Find them fast, a**hole,

they're accomplices.

Of course, sir.

- Find them, a**holes!

- Sure.

Go to the info division

and dig into the lawyer.

Check his bank records

and see who paid his retainer.

How can we do that?

Stop asking me to sh*t...

I mean, how will you

handle the backlash?

You son of a b*tch...

You'll make me say it again?

Sorry, sir.

I'll take care of the sh*t,

only think about the result!

You still don't get it?

Yes, sir, I get it.

Get a move on,

why're your feet on the ground?

You two, track the alibis.

- Get a move on!

- Yes, sir!

Run, a**holes!

Thought you could fool me?

Cafeteria

- Over here!

- Sorry about that.

- Took you long enough.

- Sorry.

- Are you new?

- Yes.

- It took so long.

- Lunch is here!

Sorry for being late.

It's all cold.

Come get lunch.

Good work, everyone.

Security cams near

Kim's home and work

were already taken

by the intelligence.

It's okay.

There are enough cams out there.

We got tons of dash cams.

Taking some of them

won't hurt us.

Go through what we got.

Scour every minute

and every second.

- We'll get a hit.

- Yes, sir!

Let's split it up evenly.

Firewall is off.

Frequency tracking is completed.

Can we mirror

what they're watching?

Yes, if they are online.

Bringing it up on #1.

- That one as well.

- Corning online.

Those dumb fucks...

They're gonna

comb through everything?

Sitrep on Kim's boys.

Not yet, sir.

Cops will be all over them,

put more agents on it.

Yes, sir.

Police Station

Cafeteria

Chief, I think I got a hit!

Let's see.

Here! I got him too!

- Where?

- Seoul tollgate.

Chief! Here too!

Me too.

Over here.

Guess what that is.

Go on a road trip?

Your alibis?

You got a teleportation machine?

Check the date and time.

We found you in Seoul,

here, here,

and here too.

So, your alibis were elsewhere

during that time.

Got anything to say?

Anything at all?

You're f***ed, a**hole.

Where's that smirk?

Yes.

I understand.

We'll move in right away.

Yes, sir.

We found him,

Kim's minion.

Drink, it's Solomon's seal tea.

Without company approval,

what have you two been doing

with American spies?

I'm sorry, sir.

Paul Gray...

of all the agents,

you sided with the worst one.

Didn't something feel fishy?

Kim Gwang-il is

the son of Kim Mo-sul,

the account homer of

North Korea's Jang Sung-taek.

CIA has never handed over

anyone like him before.

Those f***ers...

already knew who

Kim Gwang-il was.

And you two took the bait

without knowing anything.

Dumb fucks...

So?

Pardon?

So what will you do now?

The police debunked the alibis,

they're under pressure too.

Alibis were intended to

buy us time.

Can you finish the job

without him?

Taking his head is enough,

I don't need yours too.

Get the police off your back,

and wrap this up by

handing Kim over to CIA.

If this ends well,

you'll see another day.

If the company reputation

is tainted,

you two will be our scapegoats

for all to see, got that?

Yes, sir,

I'll sort it out quietly.

Drink up,

it's getting cold.

I couldn't reach you,

so I had to drop in.

If I'm not reachable,

that means something.

Are you thick?

Did you do okay in school?

I have something to tell you.

I know what you'll say,

and I told your boss off.

You're in no position to

tell us to halt the case.

We're not doing this

over a parking ticket.

It's a serial killing case,

with 7 confirmed victims.

If this doesn't get solved soon,

the media will have my neck.

My apologies to you,

but I can't help you on this.

To each his own.

And don't find me

at a place like this.

It's embarrassing.

This is rather awkward.

I'm not asking you to halt.

Continue the case.

But...

I'd like to give you something.

What?

Another freebie?

Let's help each other.

Get him ready.

What's going on?

Come with us.

Will he be okay?

He was raised by Kim's family

like their own pet.

He will die for Kim.

Sh*t, what's this?

What did you just say?

Release Kim?

We got the real killer,

so let him go.

No, he's not the one.

Kim's the real killer.

That bastard is just a pawn.

Take a look.

What is it?

It's from the lab.

The pawn's DNA was recovered

from victim #3, 5 and 7's

personal items.

Is that so?

How do evidence we

couldn't find suddenly surface?

And this.

You must have this too.

This guy was captured

on security cams

near where the bodies

were found.

And we got a full confession.

So who else is the killer?

Where did you get these?

Who gave them to you?

Detective, this is enough.

Let's wrap it up here.

We got the killer,

so that's that.

They went this far

to make us look good,

why not return the favor?

"They"?

Hand Kim over.

Eyes forward when driving.

Sir? Sorry.

Finish Kim's report tomorrow

and release him to the prosecution.

What? But that's...

Shut the hell up.

Yes, sir.

Press conference in the morning

so get the media.

Wait, drop me off at my place,

I need to change.

Okay.

I'll be right over,

so go finish up the report.

What? But chief!

- Shut up and go.

- Yes, boss.

- Go on.

- Bye.

Who is it this time?

Thought you wouldn't be

home tonight again.

Who are you?

You don't look familiar.

Maybe wrong house?

I don't remember cuffing you.

That's you, isn't it?

So?

How's Gwang-il doing?

Who are you?

You look like a hunting dog.

We must be in

the same line of work.

Kangwon province?

Your accent is familiar.

Up north.

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