Voice of a Murderer Page #3

One, two, three.

The bastard is sure to

be brought in.

Our special kidnapping division

recently even...

Who'll take responsibility

when his life is put in jeopardy?

Please have some faith

in us, Mr. HAN.

Responsibility my ass.

Look here, Mr. HAN.

You're the father,

so it's crucial

he comes back alive,

but we're cops.

We need to catch him.

- What did you just say?

- No, what I mean is...

we need to catch the culprit

to get Sang-woo back alive...

So what we need to do now is to have

hope and work together. Have faith, eh?

That's right.

The kidnapper won't be

caught easily.

No matter what,

you must trust the police!

Now, you've already made contact

with him on your own,

which was very risky.

Luckily, your wife

contacted us now,

so please have faith

and leave it to us.

Actually, I don't know

if I should say this...

but, my girls were begging me to

get them your autograph, if possible...

My girls would also

if that's okay...

Days Missing:
4

You're really not eating?

It's getting cold...

You asked me

if I had any enemies...

I did seven years

on camera reports alone.

In reality, there must be

thousands of people that

lost their jobs, thanks to me.

Can you bring in

all those people?

Well, of course.

We should...

But first, let's narrow it down

from there to the big fish,

the really fishy ones.

I can't think of anything

besides that.

I just can't figure out

who it could be...

I've lived my life honestly,

as a model citizen,

and never did anything to

hurt anyone.

These black bean noodles

are incredible.

But why isn't he calling?

Oh, don't worry about that.

It's about time for

the bastard to call.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

This is Sang-woo's mom.

Did you call the police?

I thought I told you he dies

if you call them.

What? No.

Please, don't kill my son.

Please.

Do you want him to live?

Do you really want to

save Sang-woo?

Who the hell are you?

- Do you think this is funny?

- Don't talk back to me.

Who do you think

you're talking to?

What?

You think

you can get away with this?

You've got some nerve,

I'll give you that.

Who's threatening whom now, huh?

Excuse me?

Get a grip, Mr. HAN.

Look, whoever you are,

I'll let it go.

I'll give you all the money too.

Hello?

I'm getting tired.

I ought to just finish him

and all this...

Sir, I apologize.

I just lost it for a moment.

I'll give you everything. Please...

Let me at least hear

my son's voice.

He's alright, isn't he?

Don't make that kind of

mistake again.

Once the money is received,

Sang-woo will be safely docked

I will call again.

Hello? No, wait. Wait.

No, please.

Don't hang up. Hello?

Why, are you trying to

trace the call?

One more mistake,

and Sang-woo dies.

Sir.

I'm watching you.

Every move you make.

Sir, please.

I'm down on my knees.

Sir, I'll, I'll be a hostage

instead of Sang-woo.

I will call again.

Sir, did he have

something to eat?

Did you give him

something to eat?

I'm watching you.

Every move you make.

The noodles are getting cold.

It takes quite an optimist

to be drooling and all.

It takes quite an optimist

to be drooling and all.

Where, where the hell?

Sang-woo, Sang-woo,

Sang-woo. Sang-woo...

Sang-woo!

Father, I was so wrong.

I was so wrong.

I'm the sinner.

Hurry and play it back.

- Come on, rewind.

- Wait.

Stop there.

- Hey, did you check the car?

- Yes, sir. It was a resident.

And the Chinese delivery guy? Huh?

Oh, that. Yes, sir, it was just

a delivery guy, so we didn't.

- Get on it, now.

- Yes, sir.

Huh? What's wrong with this?

- Play it back.

- What is it?

- Hurry up.

- Just one minute.

Son of a b*tch.

What the hell were you doing?

What are those eyes attached for?

You're telling me

you idiots didn't know

when he waltzed in

and flipped the camera?

What the hell

are you doing here?

- Where's KIM Wook-jung?

- Kim...

Hey, why are you standing here?

How many times do I have to tell you,

stay with Sang-woo's mother!

- Get out!

- Yes, sir.

Nice going. Real nice.

Who's the one

that called me in...

Inspector! Inspector!

Hey, get every inch

on photograph.

Yes, sir.

Let's see if anything comes up.

Be careful not to wipe off

the fingerprints.

Sir, I have a feeling that

this is Sang-woo's hideout,

and since it could be

someone they know,

we'll have to be really thorough.

Listen up!

Don't miss a single hair!

Yes, Inspector.

Anyway.

The noodles are getting cold.

Hurry. Hurry on home, kid.

Okay, thank you.

- Can I get some more radishes.

- Yes.

The noodles will get cold.

Shut up, a**hole.

You're under arrest

for kidnapping.

You have the right to a lawyer and

anything you say may be used in court...

Quiet down.

Shush! Just be quiet.

Days Missing:
7

1988, July to September

Reported by 'camera reports'

Kyung-bae,

I know you're a hardass and all,

but please, just let it go

just this once.

You can just report on

something else.

The viewers don't need to

now everything.

I swear, I'll never do it again.

Honestly, who doesn't

take a few bribes?

All I did was clean up

the leftovers, really.

I'm sorry, Jae-jun.

This isn't the kind of thing

I can cover up.

That money makes real estate

prices skyrocket

and becomes a civil burden.

Since when are you a man of

the people? Huh?

We're friends!

How can you do this to me?

You wanna see me lose it?

See me die?

You think you're the president

or something?

Don't make me do something

I'll regret...

Ugh, Mr. HAN.

Jesus, it's hot as hell.

Damn it. Mr. HAN!

It's like a sauna.

Open the door, please?

Sir, Mr. HAN, sir. Open it.

It's too hot.

Come on. Pretty please?

This is supposed to open easily...

God, this is such bullshit.

Come on, open it a little, huh?

I'm going out of my mind.

Losing my nuts here. Geez.

Sir, did you ask for

a phone trace?

Oh, the phone call ran

a little short, so...

Come on.

Do something right, man.

What happened to

the delivery guy?

He's a Chinese immigrant.

What'd he ever do to you, huh?

Stop barking up the wrong tree and

just worry about your own trunk, sir.

Go do your damn job, eh?

Chinese, my ass.

He spoke Korean better than me!

While some of us rot away

in a tiny ass trunk.

I should f***ing quit

or something.

What do I get for it?

More money? Respect?

Idiot, looking for

some hope in life.

Haven't even had

clean boxers this week.

When did forensics become

some kind of country club?

Kiss my f***ing ass.

There's forensics for ya.

Here. Take your men out to

dinner sometime.

Yeah, Detective KIM.

What about that suspect

from yesterday?

Dad, did you eat yet?

Huh? Oh, sure. Sure.

So did you take care of

the paperwork?

Do you have

clean underwear left?

It's raining a lot,

are there any leaks?

Make sure to turn

the heat on at night.

- And when you turn it on...

- Worry about yourself, Dad.

I'm sorry, kiddo.

Oh, and I got a bonus

for the stakeouts.

Let's you and me go eat

something nice.

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