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Partners for Justice

Kim Joon-tae, 22.

Yeon Mi-rae's boyfriend of three months.

- There's the demon's face. - Kim Joon-tae!

Darn it. I think he already skipped town.

I think he's leaving Korea by ferry, not plane.

- What? - I found a photo of a port.

Gungpyeong Port?

- Hwarang 17 is right there. - Okay.

Stay here for a second.

Let's spread out to look for him.

You should've gone to the airport.

Why did you come here?

I'm sorry.

But I'm not as bad as you think.

Are you all right?

You scumbag!

Let go of me!

- The police are on their way now. - Okay. Mr. Kang.

- What's he doing? - Darn it. Come on, move it.

Hey, you!

Are you all right?

- Darn it. - My gosh.

You're done for.

Let's make this easy.

Come here. Come.

I let my guard down. That's all.

I let my guard down.

Hey, don't you even watch movies?

In the movies, they let criminals throw a few punches.

Starting now, everything I do will be self-defense.

You scumbag. Let me just punch you once.

Just one punch.

My gosh, that hurts.

You don't even have respect for your elders.

You little rat. That's why you beat up fragile women.

You little brat. You only learned how to be awful. You dirtbag!

Hey, hey. Hold on.

Hey, cut it out!

My gosh, that jerk.

Hey, I'm...

I'm in front of the cold storage.

Hey, hey, hey!

You're going to hurt yourself.

Seriously? There are no elevators here.

Hey! Stop right there.

Hey, hey, hey!

You're a piece of work, aren't you?

Hey, hey! Seriously. That little brat.

My gosh, that's steep. Goodness. My gosh.

I see him. Right there!

- Run, run! - To the harbor.

That's enough. See? You have nowhere to run now.

Come here. Come here!

- Let me go! - You jerk.

You scumbag.

My gosh, that was tough!

You little rat. It's over now. It's over.

Hey, he's right here! Take him away. I collared him!

- He's my collar. Hurry up. - This is...

Come on, go easy on me.

That hurts.

- Thank you. - It stings even more. Why is that?

This hurts so much. Prosecutor Eun, are you all right?

- Yes. Are you all right? - No, I'm not fine.

What's wrong with this?

Hey, Hyun.

I'm sorry.

- I came too late, didn't I? - No.

- He showed up like a comet. - Hey.

Good job.

Weren't you scared?

Your intuition was critical in apprehending the suspect.

I have newfound respect for you.

Are you complimenting me now?

- Let's go to the hospital... - No.

My job hasn't finished yet. Let's go back to the office.

- Sol, come on. - Hyun.

Do you know the term, "safe breakup"?

It's a sad, new word which means breakups need to be safe.

Yeon Mi-rae...

She couldn't get any help.

She desperately wanted to escape from his abuse.

She only escaped it through death.

I want to take this to the end.

I really think I should.

- Why does this sting so much? - Yes, it stings a bit.

Goodness. Darn it.

What are you going to do now?

- Let's go. - Yes.

I never even thought of that.

Maggots.

I could've completely fooled you all.

Honestly,

I was amazed.

You just have to know the pattern.

The pattern?

Cha Soo-ho has...

a very specific pattern of behavior.

He drinks on his day off,

and always gets the same beer at the same convenience store.

You just need to follow him around for a few days to find his pattern.

Police officers always work in three shifts,

so they always have a specific day off.

Then you took the evidence...

and took it to Lieutenant Cha's place on the right day.

Investigators always go after...

the smallest evidence and DNA, right?

I kept it around for you.

First off,

I erased the evidence that led to me.

Then the first lead needed to be...

something very obvious.

Here you go. Thanks a lot.

Thanks.

Then create decisive proof,

so he can't deny the charges.

Where is...

the other shoe?

The blood found on the steering wheel was Yeon's,

and so was the blood found on the towel left in the driver's seat.

And the towel was the same sort as the one from the victim's home.

Then I made a report in case you might've missed him.

I even changed my voice.

It seems they used a voice changing device.

The sound is a bit messy.

Yesterday at dawn, I saw a man...

coming from that corner, wearing just one shoe.

Why did you kill her?

Because I loved her.

What?

You rat.

Mi-rae.

Did you sleep with that cop?

You did. Didn't you?

Mi-rae.

Mi-rae.

I love you.

I really love you!

Darn it.

You rat. Are you scared of me?

Then what do you like so much about him?

I can't live without you.

I love you.

And Mi-rae...

loves me too.

She went a bit crazy because of Cha Soo-ho.

But she didn't realize that and asked me to break up with her.

I...

still love Mi-rae.

That's why I killed her.

No.

I didn't do this.

Mi-rae. Why did you do it?

It's all because of you.

I didn't do this.

It's because of him.

This happened because he got between us.

So this is all because of him.

I didn't do this. It's all because of him.

It's all that jerk's doing.

Mi-rae can't leave me anymore.

She can't ask me to break up with her.

What did you say?

I should've killed you.

- What? - You should thank me.

You're only alive thanks to me. I could've killed you.

You should be punished for stealing someone else's girlfriend.

Don't you think so?

I didn't do anything wrong.

You're the one who flirted with a girl who had a boyfriend!

So you're the one who killed her!

- Get hold of yourself! - You.

You.

You're just a kid.

You're just a kid...

who's scared...

of being abandoned.

She was concerned and asked me...

if you could join the police academy with a criminal record.

Mi-rae did that.

She even lied to me that she was asking for a friend.

I'm actually asking for my friend.

Her boyfriend is...

beating her.

But if she reports him,

that'd turn him into an ex-convict.

I heard he's studying to get into the police academy,

so that can't be good for him.

If he beats women, don't cut him any slack.

She loves...

She loves him.

Tell her that...

she shouldn't go down that path.

It's not good to just hold back...

for both of their sakes. Okay?

Stop crying. Come on.

Here.

Do you now understand what you have done?

Don't try to teach me!

What do you know?

Up until then, she said she loved you.

So you're the one...

who broke her heart.

- You poor kid. - What kind of nonsense is this?

You.

Mi-rae...

Mi-rae told me...

Mi-rae...

Mi-rae...

Mi-rae... Mi-rae...

Mi-rae, I'm so sorry...

- It hasn't been that long. - Yes?

It's about time Prosecutor Eun came.

- Look who this is! - Mi-ho!

- Dong-sik! - Hey.

Goodness, you're gross.

Dong-sik, I love you.

You're hurting my ribs. This hurts.

People at the National Forensic Service did a lot for you too.

Both Dr. Baek and Dr. Hwang of Toxic Substances Division.

- Yes, I'm going to stop by. - Yes, you should go over.

They've done a lot for you.

All we did was stay up all night working,

getting nosebleeds, getting scraped, hurt, and...

- Is that true? - This hurts.

My ribs are broken.

Goodness, stop showing it off. Is that true, Dong-sik the baby?

- Stop it. - Good boy, Dong-sik.

Goodness, kid.

- Thank you. - Don't mention it.

It's always the best idea not to touch a tiger,

or Dr. Baek, when they're asleep.

Thank you.

Isn't she here?

This is Jang Seong-joo. Yes.

- Please excuse me. - Sure.

Hey, stop.

This is... Goodness.

- What are you doing? - This...

Who are you to come in and smash things?

I'm Cha Soo-ho from Violent Crimes at Gangdong Police Station.

I'm looking for Dr. Hwang from the Toxic Substances Division.

- Oh, Dr. Hwang? - Yes, Hwang, Hwang.

- Will you wait? - Sure.

Dr. Hwang.

You met already.

- What? - Ciao. I'm Stella Hwang.

Stella Hwang. Hwang? Hwang?

Oh, that Hwang?

You cleared my name.

Thank you, Dr. Hwang.

- Just call me "Stella." - Just "Stella"?

Okay. That's nice. Stella. Stella...

So, Stella. When we repay someone...

In Korea, I have to buy you a meal.

I know a famous restaurant.

Meat. Let's eat meat.

You grew up in the U.S.

How is your Korean so fluent?

The meat here just got out of rigor mortis,

- so it's super delicious. - What?

Rigor mortis?

It's too tough right after slaughter.

But if it's too ripe, it starts to decompose.

Beef ribs are perfect when the temperature and time are right.

- During an autopsy... - Autopsy?

No, it's okay.

You're just being thorough at what you do.

Ripening and decomposition straddle a very thin line.

Got it?

That's why the meat here is so good.

With nice marbling.

The ideal ratio for fat to muscle is 2 to 8.

Fat to muscle.

The best ratio for hair parting is 2 to 8 as well.

2 to 8, the speed of decomposition in a buried corpse and drowned one.

That's the formula.

Okay. Thanks.

Nice rigidity and decom... No, not that.

Nicely matured and marbled.

You're the best.

Meat requires alcohol.

- How about a drink? - I'd love a drink.

Hold it for me.

Sure.

Thank you.

2 to 8 gives you a drink that's 7.2% alcohol.

There's a golden ratio to boilermakers too.

Golden ratio. Drop the bomb.

Right. Drop the bomb.

Soju with beer always tastes the same.

I like things to be exact.

- Cheers. - Thanks.

Cheers.

It's complete gold. Gold, gold.

24K.

Gold, 24K...

Do you want to...

- sleep with me? - I'd love that.

No, no, what? What was that? What?

What did you say to me?

Yes?

Deputy Chief.

Mi-ho, what is it?

Are you free this evening?

I have something urgent to deal with.

I see.

Then we'll go to Eun Sol's housewarming without you.

Mi-ho?

Are we leaving right now?

- Yes. - Okay.

- Wait. - Come along.

- The weather's great too. - Right.

Prosecutor Eun has such expensive and grand taste.

I'm not of that caliber.

She had great taste even in college.

She's rich, isn't she? I can tell her family's loaded.

- Let's see her grand flat. - Is this it?

Okay, let's hurry.

- We're here. - We must be quiet here.

- This is it. - It's here.

Who is it?

Who's that?

- Who's...? - Oh my!

- You three? - Wait.

- Why are you here? - What's going on?

What are you doing here? What? Why? How?

- Let's talk inside. Move. - You aren't coming in.

What kind of amazing, hallelujah situation is this?

Oh, my gosh, unbelievable. Chest hair.

- Move. - Wait!

This is why you can never tell what one is like. Move!

- You can't come in. - Prosecutor Eun! Prosecutor Eun!

What are you doing there?

- I live here. - Move it.

You... Neighbors?

Why are we moving so fast?

I'm ready. Come in.

Come... Come in? Come in?

Yeah... Okay, let's go.

Stella?

Hwang?

Sign that.

Intercourse Contract

"This contract covers consensual and reasonable sexual..."

"No photos, audio, or video recordings."

"Both parties will use contraception."

"If due to a natural disaster a pregnancy occurs,"

"both parties will share responsibilities."

Why would you state the obvious?

I like things to be exact.

"This contract is valid for one event."

"To extend, a written agreement..."

"After termination of contract, do not force regular contact."

Does this mean...

this is just a one-night thing?

A one-night stand?

- Maybe. - Maybe?

I refuse. A one-night stand?

I'm not that kind of guy.

I'm disappointed in you.

She'll come after me.

1, 2, 3.

Let's call it quits then. Bye.

Wait, Stella. Dr. Hwang.

What was that about?

This place...

Welcome to the place I moved into with almost nothing to my name.

I call it "Crazy Sol's place."

Thank you, but you know...

It's like there's... There's nothing here.

Kind of, yes.

Minimal life is all the rage. It's not bad.

It's okay. I only come in to sleep.

What do you mean?

You must leave work on time, cook,

and have a life of your own that isn't so bare.

I won't ask you to work overtime with me.

That's not what I meant. You got me very wrong.

- It's not that. - It's fine.

I have nothing to serve you. Shall we go out?

My treat.

Why do you live next door to Dr. Psycho?

I want to rinse out my eyes. Did you three see his chest hair?

Did you see what looked like wisps of seaweed?

I feel sick.

I don't want to think about that. I touched it to push him in.

- What for? - With my hand.

It was a coincidence. I moved in...

and realized he lived next door.

He got so ferocious just because we rang the wrong doorbell.

Do you think he keeps people's heads in his fridge or something?

He might have a body in there.

All that aside, what if there's a ghost?

All he does is autopsies.

My gosh, you're scaring me. Let's drop that subject.

But I do believe that spirits might stay at a corner of his home,

- and walk around his home. - That's right.

I mean, you must agree that his job isn't normal, you know?

We only share the hallway and the elevator.

He won't share his ghosts with me. Don't worry.

You're right.

Deputy Chief Kang, are you all right?

Yes. I was thinking about something else for a second.

- Here's your chicken. - Thank you.

Please excuse me. I must get home early today.

I have a woman waiting at home.

- Did the designated driver arrive? - Yes, the driver is already here.

- Drop me off on your way home. - Okay.

- Are you leaving now? - We're leaving.

- I'm sorry. - Wait...

Get home safely.

Are you okay?

What? What do you mean?

Living at a place like that alone.

Our family went broke.

What?

It was a joke. A joke.

I moved out all on my own.

I had exactly $10,000 in my account.

Isn't that ridiculous?

So what if I drove a nice car? It wasn't mine to begin with.

You really have gumption.

Just live there for a while,

and go back to your home.

No.

I really want to start living on my own.

I don't like that you're living next to Dr. Baek.

You're still...

just a criminal.

Your novel's still boring after all this time.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop,

but what's between...

Dr. Baek and you?

"You'll remember your first case for the rest of your career."

- Remember that? - Yes.

And "Everyone fails to do well on their first case."

The defendant of my first case was...

Baek Beom.

A car accident.

It was intentional.

He was in the driver's seat, and his fiancée who had...

a change of heart was in the passenger seat.

Even after he saw the obstruction on the road ahead of him,

he didn't avoid it.

And most of its damage...

went to the passenger seat.

Let's start.

Why didn't you steer away from it that night?

You crashed into it on purpose.

You wanted to kill your fiancée who'd changed her mind about you.

- No. - You found out it wasn't your baby.

That's why you lost your mind and wanted to kill her!

He didn't face the charge due to lack of evidence.

But Baek Beom is...

an assailant.

It could've been an accident.

No, and that's the truth.

He ran away because he couldn't handle the truth.

And that's when he hurt his hand?

Did you know?

I just had a feeling.

Why did a successful surgeon hide in the National Forensic Service?

He probably couldn't save people with his hand anymore.

What about his fiancée?

She died.

I don't want you to work with Baek Beom.

He only handles the dead anyway.

He's using you too.

National Forensic Service

Come home early today. Sung-jae is coming home from his dorm today.

Our son is at the top of his class again.

I knew it.

♫ Sweet ice cream ♫

Yes.

Hey, Seong-joo. What brings you here?

- I have a favor to ask you. - Okay. Go ahead.

I'm sorry to ask you this,

but can you switch one of our autopsies?

Why?

Didn't you assign the victim of the car accident to Dr. Baek?

He despises car accidents.

You know he hates car accidents.

Hey, look. You think you got so big now?

Do you think I like taking car accident cases?

Insurance companies file lawsuits and request for verification.

Of course I know that, but can't you just switch this once?

Ask the medical examiners at our establishment.

Everyone hates doing autopsies for car accidents.

Does he think he deserves this special privilege?

I understand.

He totally ruined my good mood.

He won't switch it. This is bad.

- I'm switching to another team. - Come on, don't do that.

Please do this with me.

You know well how he becomes when he takes on car accident cases.

My gosh, this is driving me crazy!

Do we have a car accident today?

Dr. Baek!

Hello, I'm sorry for not coming earlier.

Is it a car accident?

Dr. Baek, thank you so much.

You gave me a chance to live the Act Two of my life.

- Yes. - I won't do it.

Tell them to reassign it.

Dr. Baek, this is...

What kind of case is it?

Okay, hold on.

The female driver died on the scene.

Only her boyfriend who was in the passenger seat survived.

- Only the driver died? - Yes. The passenger was fine.

This is quite a rare case.

Incident Report

Choi Mi-jin, the driver, died on the scene.

Get ready for the autopsy.

- Move it. - Dr. Baek, this is for you...

What's going on? What aren't I getting?

Dr. Psycho is in action.

What? In action?

What? What do you mean?

Car Accident Report

Age, 25. Name, Choi Mi-jin.

Around 2 a.m. yesterday, when she was driving in place of Jeong Ji-hoon...

who drank alcohol, she veered out of the lane.

She drove over the centerline and crashed into a tree across from her.

She died on the scene.

Jeong Ji-hoon in the passenger seat was drunk at that time.

He only has mild contusions.

- Do you think she dozed off? - She was new to driving.

It's possible she lacked experience.

I think she only drove because she couldn't let him drive.

Are you writing a novel?

Are you?

Let's do the autopsy.

- Did something happen to him today? - He hates car accident autopsies.

- We're doomed. - Let's go.

Stella.

- How are you? - Stop.

Let me concentrate.

I had a zit.

It was 0.25 cm big,

so I needed to apply exactly 1.35 mg of ointment.

You could just apply whatever amount.

No way.

If I use less than the suggested amount, it won't be effective.

If I use too much, it'll cause more infection.

- You don't want that. - Okay.

Anyway, what brings you here?

It's about Jeong Ji-hoon who was in the car with her.

Do you have his blood alcohol content? I sent it in urgently.

Did you come here yourself?

- Here it is. - Thank you.

Why do you ignore my calls and texts?

- Oh, because I'm busy. - Busy?

Stella.

I'm not the type of guy who writes up a contract...

to have sexual intercourse. I'm not that inhumane.

Let's just lightly see each other first.

Let's do that, okay?

- Awesome. - What?

Okay?

You said okay, right?

I'll try very hard.

No, no. When you flirt,

you need to be charming, not try hard.

- Be cool. - Be cool, right.

Prove One's Death

Stop whining.

Everyone freaks out whenever they see a car accident autopsy.

Let's keep it within five hours today, okay?

It's not about doing it quickly.

Aren't you going to think about your co-workers?

I'm not suggesting that we just do it quickly.

I'm suggesting that we make it accurate yet quick.

Accurate yet quick?

Is this a Chinese delivery?

I'll let you have your joke because I'm having a great day.

Sung-jae is coming home today.

You've met him before.

The top of his class in the Academy for the Gifted.

Well, you don't have a kid. You wouldn't know.

Forget it. My autopsy today is from a car accident too.

It's awfully damaged.

Do you want to compete and see who finishes first?

Compete, my foot.

Local scrape on forehead.

"Local scrape on forehead."

No wound from the seat belt.

"No wound from the seat belt."

I don't see that many bruises.

She must've been hurt quite a lot if it was a head-on collision.

You can get bruised only when you're alive.

Once someone dies,

there's no blood circulation, so they can't get any bruises.

If she wasn't dead, she would've been bruised everywhere.

Chafed on the right knee, has abrasions.

"Chafed on the right knee, has abrasions."

Likely caused by the dashboard.

"Likely caused by the dashboard."

No injury on her left arm.

Aren't you going to write that down?

You said there's nothing there.

Come here.

Come here!

Write down that there was no injury on her left arm.

Don't you know that a negative finding is as important?

Yes, you're right. I apologize.

- Do you want to leave forever? - What?

- No, sir. - Keep it up.

Write it down.

"No injury on her left arm."

He's more irritable than usual.

Oh, that's called...

"Dr. Psycho in action."

Lower half of right arm, fractured.

"Lower half of right arm, fractured."

Internal skin damage: Outside force separating one's skin and muscle

Internal skin damage.

"Internal skin damage."

The passenger seat window was open, right?

One second.

Incident Report

Vehicle condition: Front damage, window open, damaged

You're right. The window was open.

She isn't the driver.

- What? - She wasn't damaged from the wheel,

no damage from the airbag,

and she didn't have a seat belt on.

That makes no sense.

She had her right arm on the passenger seat window.

But he said his girlfriend drove.

He lied.

So...

he wouldn't be caught for driving under the influence?

I mean, there were no security cameras around,

and he claimed he just slept in the car.

So what? Do you want to switch the suspects?

Well, it's not that.

He's been crying through the night,

blaming himself for her death in that office.

Then check the inside of his arm.

You'll find a lead there.

Hurry up!

Mr. Jeong Ji-hoon?

Is her autopsy...

- over? - No, not yet.

Let me check a few things.

Mr. Jeong, your blood alcohol content was 0.27%.

You must've been completely drunk, right?

Yes.

It's all my fault.

I shouldn't have gotten so drunk.

Then Mi-jin wouldn't have died.

Let's be honest.

- Who drove? - I told you. It's Mi-jin.

Then let me see your arm.

- What? - Roll up your left sleeve.

Why?

What about my arm? That has nothing to do with this.

Is he really hiding something?

The airbag was inflated.

Yes, it was.

The hand injury from the airbag is...

only found on the arm of the person who was behind the wheel.

You almost got me.

Mi-jin! Mi-jin!

Mi-jin!

Mi-jin, I'm sorry. Mi-jin. I'm so sorry.

We can find out through the autopsy,

so don't try to play any games.

One second.

- Suture thread. - You already stitched her up.

Hey, you're still here?

I already went through two bodies. I won. Admit to your defeat.

Yes, you won, so get out.

You're bothering me.

Don't worry.

I'm not blaming you for taking it slowly, but...

Aren't you busy?

No, I mean...

I heard you've taken up a car accident case for once,

so Chief Ma and I decided to come over.

What are you doing? Are you operating on her?

The funeral home will take care of everything. Why are...?

"A body after an autopsy must look more humane than before."

Isn't that what you told me?

What?

Did I say something like that?

You're a great medical examiner.

Take your time.

- Your hands must hurt. - Cut.

Cut.

The suspect of my first case was...

Baek Beom.

A car accident.

It was intentional.

Partners for Justice

Proba Mortem: Prove Death

Gimpo Airport Medical Center

I was on a business trip.

I got sick there,

and went to a local hospital.

When did the fever start?

- This morning. - I see.

103.6° F. That's a bit high.

- I'll give you a fever reducer... - May I use the bathroom first?

Sure, go ahead.

Let's clean this place up.

Oh dear.

Oh, no.

He's in there.

Men's bathroom by North 8.

Dead body of an unknown male.

This morning in a Gimpo Airport bathroom,

a man was found dead.

He was identified as Lee, a businessman in his mid-forties.

Airport authorities are tracing passengers who were on board...

Flight K3082 from Haneda that arrived at 11 a.m.

The body was sent to the NFS,

- where an emergency autopsy... - Prosecutor Eun.

The autopsy warrant for the Gimpo corpse came through.

Thanks. Tell Deputy Kang I'm heading over first.

Okay.

Let's begin.

Hello?

Take photos.

Doctor.

I think you should take this.

Who is it?

It's our director.

What is it?

We got the man's immigration records.

He only stopped by Japan.

He first boarded in Qatar.

It could be MERS.

- What? - The Disease Control...

wants confirmation.

Take photos.

Okay.

I'm really sorry.

I can't do this.

Soo-yeon, where are you going? Don't leave.

You can't go out. Soo-yeon.

- Dr. Han. - I got the emergency...

- What's wrong? - Get out, and close the door.

- I brought the warrant. - I said, get out.

It's an emergency. That's why I brought it myself.

- What a temper. - Now you can't leave.

What's he saying?

No one can enter or exit the autopsy room any longer.

What?

It could be MERS.

I swabbed his nose cavity.

Send a hazmat team.

Until Disease Control gives us any instructions,

you're under quarantine.

The hospital Lee went to in Qatar...

was one of the MERS outposts.

He could've had contact with a MERS patient?

It'll take five to six hours to get the results.

I have to stay here for that long?

It's protocol.

- Test this. - Yes, sir.

Send the transporters and the driver who brought the corpse...

to the hospital.

- There's a problem. - Is everyone quarantined?

- Soo-yeon helped prep the body. - Dr. Han?

- Where is she? - I don't know where she is.

- What? - She ran out after you called.

I can't reach her.

Security at the gate said she hasn't left yet.

Don't just stand there. Find her!

Okay.

- What's going on? - Director Park.

Prosecutor Eun.

What are you doing in there? This place is quarantined!

I know.

This is really bad. What should we do?

Director Park, is this place safe?

The air in there...

flows from the ceiling to the floor to prevent contamination.

You'll be fine.

No, she won't.

If we're infected, it's "game over," so they're leaving us in here.

You have a way of giving someone hope.

Put this on.

Are you trying to comfort me now?

You must wear that in here.

It's protocol.

Relax. Why are you so tense?

Who... Who said I'm tense?

I've never worn this before.

Chief Prosecutor Noh.

Sir, I have really bad news.

What's the matter?

Prosecutor Eun is in lockdown in the autopsy room at the NFS.

- What? - Lockdown?

- What do you mean? - Well...

I'll explain.

Did you see the news earlier?

The dead man from Gimpo might have MERS,

and she went over there and made contact with the body.

Why would a prosecutor come into contact with a corpse?

I have no idea.

I'll go over there.

Excuse me. Could...

Could you cover up the corpse with something?

- What are you doing? - An autopsy. What else?

What? Are you crazy?

- Why? - An autopsy?

He has MERS.

- It's just a possibility. - You can start once we get...

- the result. - How long must I wait?

Blood gets everywhere when you do an autopsy!

Won't that spread the disease?

- Are you writing a novel? - What?

MERS is a respiratory disease.

Infection by blood was never reported.

- Must you do that now? - We have to find cause of death.

Wait, Dr. Baek.

I get that you want to find out why he died,

but that's not the case for me.

I...

I'm...

I'm scared.

This isn't the time to be fixated on a corpse.

It's not.

Prosecutor Kang Hyun

It's Prosecutor Kang Hyun. Where is Prosecutor Eun?

- She's with me. - You'd better watch out!

If something happens to her, I'll make you pay.

Take it.

- What? - Take the phone.

- What? - Whose call...?

- Hello, Hyun. - Sol, are you okay?

Yes, I'm okay.

- How did you...? - Don't worry. This place...

- is safe. - You're not safe.

That's the most dangerous place.

I'll be fine.

MERS has a 40% death rate.

I'm on my way, so stay where you are.

Current time is 1:55 p.m.

I'll begin the autopsy.

- The scumbag. - Wait.

Must you do it now?

This is my job. Who else will do it?

- But still... - You said it's urgent.

Is it urgent if it's not MERS and not urgent if it is?

But still...

- It won't change anything. - What if it was a homicide?

- What? - We're letting the killer get away.

- What if he had MERS? - I don't know that.

That's why I must perform the autopsy.

But I can't do it alone.

Then...

what do I need to do?

Why would she do that?

Do you know how to use that?

Just take photos. It's not that hard.

The ladder is over there.

Put it over there.

Take photos.

Okay.

- My gosh. - Goodness.

What happened?

What is it?

I think I cut myself.

What? Blood? You're bleeding?

- Prosecutor Eun, are you all right? - How did you get the cut?

If you got it from the used scalpel, you'll be in great danger!

Darn it.

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Something is wrong with me, right?

Is it possible that I caught MERS?

We don't have a solution for the time being.

We can't rule out the possibility of a homicide.

We're going to find a poison that might or might not even exist.

- Are you interested? - What are you doing?

We must find out the cause of death.

- It might be. - Don't you think this could be...

a serial case?

Something is off about this.

I'll bet the culprit is zeroing on the next target.

Find out if this is MERS or a crime. Please hurry.

Dr. Baek! Dr. Baek. Wake up!

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