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Partners for Justice Season 2

The characters, institutions, place names, and incidents in this drama are all fictional.

The cause of death was brain damage due to a car accident.

However, the accident was caused...

by loss of consciousness due to acute nitrous oxide poisoning.

We can't rule out the possibility of murder.

The family members here are...

all key testifiers.

You can also be suspects.

And Ms. Cha Do-hui.

Prosecutor,

you should be questioning the in-laws, not her sister.

Why would I kill my sister-in-law?

Even I would feel the urge to murder her.

Do you have proof I killed her?

Who in the world killed her?

We're from the Criminal Department.

- I'm Prosecutor Doh. - What brings you here?

It'll only take a minute.

We're busy people. What now?

We found out...

who murdered Cha Ju-hui.

Do you recognize this?

Is there anything left to find? What are we looking for?

Something that wasn't here before.

- What's that? - That's the thing!

When Jang Ho-cheol scrapped the car,

most of the trunk was destroyed,

so this is the only piece left.

It originally looks like this.

It's a gym ball,

which Cha Ju-hui always carried every day to her workout.

And this is the instrument...

that killed her.

Before committing the crime,

the perp bought the same gym ball.

Thank you.

Then the perp filled the ball with nitrous oxide instead of air.

On the day of the accident,

the perp poked a hole in it and switched it with Ju-hui's.

In a confined space,

Cha Ju-hui suffered acute intoxication of nitrous oxide,

lost consciousness and died from a car accident.

No one could imagine this simple gym equipment...

could be the murder weapon.

It was almost a perfect crime.

But with the gym ball,

we identified the killer.

The one with frequent access to the nitrous oxide.

The one who knew what was in the car.

The one who had access to her gym ball,

and knew her schedule.

From the piece of the gym ball we found in the car,

we found a fingerprint.

It was her husband, Jang Ho-gu.

On the day of the crime,

Ju-hui left the parking lot.

As always, she bought a coffee to go at a nearby coffee place.

Jang Ho-gu, who knew very well about her routine,

waited for her near the café.

Then...

he switched the gym ball filled with nitrous oxide...

with the victim's gym ball.

It was caught by the café's security camera.

Gosh. And we searched...

the apartment's parking lot all this time.

No wonder we couldn't find anything.

One second.

But the take-out coffee cup was left in the car as evidence.

Spring Day Café

Your son...

Your son killed my daughter!

How could he...?

Mom, why did he...?

Why did he kill his wife?

This conversation was recorded by Jang Ho-gu.

It was deleted,

but Digital Forensics at the NFS recovered it.

Even you are treating me as a gold-digger?

I heard this isn't your first marriage.

So?

You don't even make excuses.

Do you have anything to say? Aren't you sorry?

It's for the best.

You're probably sick of me too.

- Let's call it off. - Call it off?

Is this who you really are?

Were you after my money too?

Are you that guilt-free?

Did you follow me?

You're a scary person indeed.

Sure. Let's get divorced.

I want $1 million for alimony.

- And half of this home. - Then...

What about the baby?

Don't worry.

I already had an abortion.

He got married despite his mother's opposition.

So he felt betrayed,

since everything was a lie.

He meticulously planned a perfect crime.

Your husband is so sweet.

You two look great together.

Due to the pressure of killing his wife,

at the same time,

he ended up in a vain death too.

Ho-gu.

Ho-gu. What's wrong?

It's nothing.

Oh, no!

Ho-gu, watch out!

That stupid jerk.

Because Jang Ho-gu passed away,

due to the absence of the right of arraignment,

the case is closed.

- Bring my daughter back! - Give my phone back.

Your son killed my girl!

- Bring her back! - Calm down.

- Calm down. - Mom.

They called me for no reason.

Yes.

- What are you going to do? - What?

- Bring my sister back! - What are you going to do?

You money-chasing morons!

- Sister? - I'll take care of it.

What are you going to do about it?

- Goodness. - Sister!

The broken family drama is over.

Hey, let's go and drink soju.

This early? We have so much to do.

- Come on. - It ended tragically.

I know.

Let's go and drink soju.

- For sure! - That's it!

We deserve soju.

What are we eating, then?

It's all over.

That was something.

In the end, the husband was the killer.

Seo-hyeon's Kindergarten

Oh, no!

I missed the message.

I have to call the babysitter.

Hello?

Yes.

What?

Seo-hyeon was what?

Where are you?

Su-yeon, what's going on?

Seo-hyeon got in a hit-and-run.

I have to go.

Yes, hello?

Yes, I'm coming.

Hanju Hospital

- Excuse me. Where is Han Seo-hyeon? - She's over there.

Seo-hyeon!

- Excuse me. - I'm her mom.

- Intubation. - Calm down. We're checking her.

Her front teeth!

Don't break those!

Tube.

Squeeze the bag.

She'll be fine.

No fractures. She's breathing again.

I didn't damage her front teeth either.

Thank you, Doctor.

Ma'am, is Seo-hyeon all right?

I should've kept an eye on her.

Is she your daughter?

Yes.

You said it was a hit-and-run?

The commute assistant was away.

I thought she'd be back soon, so I dropped Seo-hyeon off.

Then I drove, made a U-turn, and came back to find her collapsed.

A car was running away.

It seemed it hit her and ran.

I was busy taking her to the hospital,

so I couldn't see the car.

Do you remember the model?

It was a black sedan.

- A sedan? - Yes.

I should've seen the plate number.

Is your shuttle bus a 12-passenger van?

Yes, why?

Why are you lying?

- You hit her with the van. - What?

No, that's not true! What are you talking about?

A sedan's bumper is less than 16" above the ground.

But her wound is 19" above the ground.

- That's where the van's bumper is. - No.

That's not true.

No, I'm serious.

- Is the van in the parking lot? - Yes.

Check if it has a dent on its bumper.

Okay, I will. Mr. Kang.

- Yes. - Go to the parking lot to check...

Hold on.

He's right.

I lied.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't see her when I drove backward.

I'm so sorry.

Gee. Thank you.

We found out what happened, thanks to you.

I'm sorry.

Seo-hyeon, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, ma'am.

You couldn't handle a simple case.

What kind of closure is this?

Mr. Oh is deeply disappointed.

I'm sorry.

Also, about the body packing case we had in Incheon,

it looks familiar.

Didn't he do this?

Homicide of Drug Ring's Body Packer

Why is he all over the place?

Aren't you going to control him?

- I'll keep him under control. - Do it right.

Unless you want to work in the boonies.

No.

Unless you want to get fired.

Doctor.

It's all thanks to you.

I really appreciate it.

Well...

Excuse me.

Gal Dae-cheol

- Yes. - Dr. Jang.

It's been a while.

I didn't get to say hello the other time.

Dr. Jang Cheol?

What do you want?

Why so cranky?

You went to Incheon not long ago.

- What? - Why? Can't remember it again?

And don't forget to clean up after.

How's your mom?

Make sure she takes her medicine on time.

- Okay? - Bye.

Well.

You seem busy, so I'll get going.

Excuse me.

Find me before Seo-hyeon goes home.

I have something to tell you.

Okay, then.

What was that?

Yes.

- Did you find me, Mr. Gal? - Hey. Have a seat.

Hey.

Don't call me "Mr. Gal" when we're alone.

I have something urgent to say.

Ji-han.

You should know how much I care about you.

Spill the beans, already.

There's a spot at the Ministry of Justice as a legal advisor.

I'll recommend you to them.

It's a section chief position.

I'll look after the criminal department.

You should swim in a big pond.

That suits the Dobermann.

Letter of Recommendation

Are you moved?

Why suddenly?

Classmates should help one another.

It's okay.

Why are you so picky?

Think about it. It's not bad for your résumé.

No thanks.

Gee. You're being negative again.

What else can I do?

I shouldn't have told them to leave a spot.

That's a shame for me.

I have a friend at National Tax Service's Investigation Division.

He told me a funny story.

What was it?

The investigation on Sungjin's offshore tax evasion...

led to its slush funds.

They used the funds for a prosecutor too.

- What? - Are you connected to Sungjin?

Come on.

I was in Beolgyo.

How could I get associated with such a chaebol?

Goodness.

Right. It can't be true.

But as you know,

sponsorship is a double-sided blade for us.

If you mishandle it, you'll get hurt too.

Thanks anyway.

This is Gal Dae-cheol.

What?

What are you going to do?

We need to plan a big setup...

because many lives depend on it.

Yes.

If anything goes wrong, a lot will get in trouble.

The problem occurred in a strange spot,

but the timing isn't bad.

Timing?

Wait. Stop right there.

I do understand you.

There's no other way.

You take care of it, Mr. Gal.

- What? - I didn't hear a thing.

Trying to save your own skin?

Son.

Partners for Justice Season 2

Spree Killing: Continuous murder

Crime Scene Investigation A female killed in a motel room

National Forensic Service

Hurry up.

Hello.

It's a Jane Doe, and it's horrible.

Here.

- This is bad. - What the heck is going on?

What are you doing?

This is strange.

This is strange.

When did you get here?

I knew you'd be here.

Place the stepping plates.

What's so strange? Let me check...

- Get out! - Dr. Baek. I'm wearing shoe covers.

Get out.

Let's wait until they place the stepping plates.

Sure.

It's a charred body.

Hand me over the swab kit.

The fire was set post-mortem.

What? How do you know?

If she was alive,

her nostrils would turn black because she inhaled smoke.

But it's clean.

She wasn't breathing when there was a fire.

Who told you to throw it away?

You checked if she inhaled the smoke.

- Store it. - Okay.

Goodness. How much beating did she get?

It's ligature strangulation.

You'll file an autopsy, right?

Only the epidermis was burned.

Setting a body on fire doesn't mean it'll burn out. Right?

No. It's a mistake to think arson can cover a homicide.

Stop writing fiction.

We don't know if the perp wanted to burn the epidermis only or everything.

That's true.

We don't know the perp's intent.

Sometimes it's confusing whether you're a medical examiner or a perp.

You know so well.

- Let's flip her over. - Okay.

Excuse me.

One, two, three.

What the heck?

- The perp cut them out. - What's his intent this time?

How would I know?

Move.

Lift the footprint. Pathfinder.

I don't see a thing.

Why would I come here if I want to lift the visible stuff only?

Move.

- Don't step on it. - I didn't!

- Move. - Come on.

It's done.

It's a shoe print.

Its size is 9.5.

It's a guy.

Can't a woman wear a man's shoe?

- Can't she? - She can.

Collect all shoe prints following the possible path.

How do you know these so well?

"You have to become a perp at the scene."

"Think like a perp and predict his moves."

Dr. Baek always says that...

- Hey. Hurry and lift the prints. - Okay.

Move.

Explain about the footprints.

The shoe size is 9.5.

We can suspect that the average height is around 5' 9".

The distance between the prints is 17.5".

There's only one kind of footprint, so it's a solo crime.

And?

The perp lifted his heels on his way out, meaning he ran.

The perp set the fire and ran.

He had to hurry, so he kept his shoes on.

But what about her pose?

It's like she's saying "hurray."

- The body was moved, right? - Yes.

I see.

Dr. Baek, look at this.

It's a fingernail.

This is where the murder happened, right?

There was a physical fight,

but it doesn't mean she was murdered here.

"Stop writing fiction."

Dr. Baek always says that.

Seal her hands and feet and transfer her to the NFS.

Okay.

Isn't something very unnatural?

What is?

The floor is too clean for a motel.

There's no dust or hair.

That's why he didn't allow us in until they put the stepping plates.

Why did this meticulous perp...

leave footprints for us to see?

What do you mean?

I found them one by one.

Gee.

The perp's making the NFS work like a dog.

What?

I'm profiling the perp.

He has other plans.

Keep writing fiction, okay?

- Move. - What?

Move.

Sorry.

Why are you so feisty?

- Dr. Baek. - He's something.

It seems they're going at each other.

Mr. Doh's nickname is "Dobermann." Once he bites, you die.

You know Dr. Baek's nickname. "Grumpy Beom, the angry tiger."

A tiger and a Dobermann.

Is this an animal kingdom?

Aren't you going to transfer the body?

Aren't you going to work?

What's up with you today?

We have the victim's ID. Jeong Hui-ju, age 22.

A college student on leave of absence.

He found her first. He's the owner of the motel.

I went in because it was past the check-out time.

She checked in alone around 12:30 p.m.

This isn't a place for a woman to come alone.

- It's really fishy. - Was there a visitor?

I wouldn't know.

There's a security camera, so we'll have the video.

That's a $30 mock-up.

The one at the register is the real one.

If someone came through the back door, it wouldn't be on camera.

Did she have any belongings?

She didn't have a cellphone or a wallet.

Gee. It's going to be a tough one.

Gee. Our morning opens up with a violent crime.

Do you want to grab ramyun?

How can you eat ramyun after seeing a murder scene?

What does murder have to do with ramyun?

For some reason, it feels ominous today.

Look at the wind. I have a bad feeling.

I shouldn't say that. Another case might pop up.

There won't be another case.

I wore my lucky underpants.

Look.

- If I wore this, no more scenes. - What's wrong with you?

- You're crazy. - Hurry.

Partners for Justice Season 2