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Mom.

What is it?

Blood.

Please take care of my baby.

Go now, hurry!

Venerable monk...

Venerable monk.

Please take this boy under your care.

Your life won’t be an easy one.

You must endure.

Make it through whatever comes.

You’ll see things you wish you hadn’t.

You’ll hear,

things you never wanted to hear.

From now on, your name is,

Thup.

(GODDESS BLESS YOU FROM DEATH)

(25 years later)

We’ve found code 241, total of seven victims.

At the abandoned mall.

Requesting units 30 and 40 to inspect the scene.

Alright, enough.

- I got the call. - I’ll check it out myself.

Yeah, go see who’s here.

Excuse me, sir.

This is a crime scene, outsiders aren’t allowed in.

P’Tle, P’Tle.

This is Inspector Singha from Special Investigation.

He just got transferred back.

Good to see you, sir.

Hello.

First day and you’re already on duty, huh?

- Let’s go. - This way, please.

Sing.

I’ve called forensics, they’re on their way.

- Open it up. - Okay.

Bring Sey and Darin here.

Got it.

Good morning.

Told you not to get close while working.

We’re coworkers.

How can I not?

And another thing,

I’m your boss, remember?

Damn you.

P’Kem.

You ever seen something like this before?

- Seven bodies? - Yeah.

Never seen seven at once.

Rough first day for you, Inspector.

Sey.

I’m serious about this one.

Don’t touch anything unless you have to.

Why not?

Look around.

Everything here feels... off.

If something bad sticks to you, then what?

You’re talking nonsense.

Oh, Captain Mek! Hello.

Hello.

You’re handling this case yourself?

Not really.

The returning inspector’s in charge.

Showing up this late and keeping me and forensics waiting,

That’s not right, is it?

Singha.

Yeah?

How’ve you been?

I’m good, sir.

Dr. Sey, Dr. Darin , you may begin the autopsy.

Sing.

Welcome back.

Yeah.

Glad we’re working together again.

It’s been two years already.

I actually missed this kind of pressure.

Two years and your mouth’s still the same.

Darin.

Sing.

Over here, please.

I’ll be right back.

Please look after my uncle for me.

Sure thing.

Sir.

Inspector Singha is in charge of this case.

Forensics and the medical team are collecting evidence, sir.

Relax, no need for formalities.

I’m counting on you.

Yes, sir.

I’ve ordered the press to stay back.

And also...

the entire area’s been sealed off.

I want this handled...

as quietly as possible.

Most importantly,

close this case as fast as you can.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. Female, middle-aged.

Average build, fair yellowish skin.

Facial area shows stitched wounds.

A rope was found around the neck.

It circles twice, forming two loops.

Tied with a non-sliding knot.

Behind the right ear area.

Come here.

I know you’re waiting for the lab results and the full report.

But can you give me a rough estimate?

From the smell, sir,

this body’s been dead no more than two days.

But the others,

some have been dead for at least five days.

Each victim,

has been dead for more than 24 hours.

And they didn’t all die the same way.

So they might not have died at the same time.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

No signs of struggle found.

The murder and assault,

most likely didn’t happen here.

All victims were probably killed elsewhere.

Then dragged here and hung afterward.

The killer probably dragged all seven bodies in.

Then hoisted them up one by one.

But as for the details,

I’ll confirm everything again in the lab.

Why go through all that trouble?

Sewing, hanging...

This isn’t something ordinary.

I think...

it’s definitely connected to the supernatural.

Or maybe...

- ghosts. - Darin.

You’re talking nonsense.

What kind of ghost kills people,

stitches their eyes and mouths shut,

then hangs them up?

The killer’s human, for sure.

Still, Sing, this case,

it really feels strange.

I felt it the moment I walked in.

And after seeing the bodies,

I got chills all over.

In all my years as a cop, I’ve never seen anything like this.

If it’s not some deranged psycho,

then maybe Dr. Darin’s right.

You too, Mek?

Stop!

Stop!

Police!

I said stop!

(Chanting softly) Phut-thang kancha, Tham-mang kancha,

Sangkhang kancha, nara nacha,

Phuttha khun-nang, Thamma khun-nang,

Sankha khun-nang.

Phut-thang kancha, Tham-mang kancha, Sangkhang kancha,

Nara nacha.

Phuttha khun-nang, Thamma khun-nang, Sankha khun-nang.

Hey!

Who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

They’re all gone, aren’t they?

What’s gone? Speak clearly.

Want me to get you drug tested first?

You high or something?

Cooperate with me, will you?

What were you doing?

You’re covered in blood.

How long have you been here?

Are you messing with me?

Come here. Come.

Move.

- What’s up, Sing? - Mek.

Have forensics sweep the entire building for clues.

And take this guy in for questioning.

But I don’t know anything, officer!

Why are you taking me in?

You’re the only one found at the scene.

You’re covered in blood.

You ran from the police and dodged every question.

Who else am I supposed to suspect if not you?

You are a suspect in a murder case.

You have the right to remain silent or speak.

Anything you say may be used as evidence in court.

But I swear, officer,

I had nothing to do with those hanging bodies!

I didn’t do it, I swear!

Facts,

are what will prove everything.

Take him away.

I didn’t do it.

If you didn’t,

then who did?

Ghosts.

Ghosts did it.

You’re saying ghosts did all this?

Yes.

I really saw a ghost! What else do you want me to say?

If you’re really innocent,

then cooperate with the investigation.

Soon we’ll find out,

whether you’re a witness,

or the killer.

Mek.

Get forensics to collect his DNA.

Got it, sir.

Where are you taking me?

Come on. Why are you arresting me?

Sit down.

Stay here for now.

Until the blood test results come back.

- Uh, officer, - Hey, hey.

Is there another cell available?

Sit down.

Sit.

Anywhere but this room, please.

Please.

You think this is a five-star hotel? Sit down.

Unlock it.

Alright, give me your hand.

Don’t cause any trouble.

Sing, leaving him like that isn’t a good idea.

Honestly, he doesn’t look like a criminal at all.

He might just be unstable or maybe,

You’re saying he actually saw a ghost?

Are you crazy?

(Chanting softly) Itipiso bhagava arahang samma,

sambuddho vijjācaraṇasampanno,

sugato lokavidū anuttaro,

purisadammasārathi.

Officer, please help me!

Officer!

There’s a ghost inside!

Get me out of here!

Officer!

Get out, what’s wrong with you?

Please, I’m begging you, get me out of here.

Anywhere else is fine.

There’s a ghost in here!

- Mek. - Yes, sir.

Take him away.

Please, officer, put me somewhere else!

If you can’t wait quietly for the lab results,

then go in for questioning.

- Bring him in. - Move.

This video will be used as evidence.

for the suspect’s investigation record.

Thamawat Santasakol.

Age 25, from Sisaket.

How long have you been in Bangkok?

Where’s your family?

Uh...

It’s kind of a long story.

You think I’m asking for fun?

Answer me.

I grew up in a temple.

I’ve lived with a monk since I was a kid.

After he passed away,

I moved to Bangkok.

To work and support myself.

What kind of work?

I’m a freelance illustrator.

Then what were you doing in the mall?

Illustrators don’t just wander into abandoned malls at night.

Not to draw something, that’s for sure.

If I tell you,

you’ll just think I’m crazy again.

But I’m telling the truth.

Deciding what’s true,

that’s my job.

You just give me the facts.

So what were you doing at the abandoned mall?

A few nights ago,

I had a dream...

that something terrible would happen there.

It felt so real.

You’re saying a ghost sent you that dream?

But...

the dream I saw,

it felt like I’d seen it before.

So I took a taxi and went there.

And then?

After I got there,

I walked inside.

And I saw a tree, just like in my dream.

And seven bodies hanging from it.

If you really saw the bodies,

and you were that scared,

why didn’t you leave?

Just seeing them hanging there,

I completely lost it.

And then there was...

uh...

wandering spirits.

(Chanting) Phut-thang kancha, Tham-mang kancha...

That’s when I ran into you, Inspector.

Right now,

you’re a suspect in a mass murder case.

If you keep talking nonsense like this,

there’s no way you’ll get out of it.

But I swear, officer, I didn’t do it!

How can you accuse me of that?

Without solid evidence,

I can’t release you.

Take him back to his cell.

I’m not going back in that room!

Sir, please, I’m not going back in there!

You,

so damn fussy.

Someone hanged themselves in that room, right?

Whoever stays in there,

ends up hanging themselves too.

I don’t want to be next.

That room,

someone really did hang themselves there.

And every suspect kept in it,

ended up hanging themselves too.

(SPECIAL INVESTIGATION UNIT OFFICE) (POLICE CAPTAIN SINGHA WETARAK)

(SPECIAL INVESTIGATION UNIT OFFICE) (POLICE CAPTAIN SINGHA WETARAK)

(SPECIAL INVESTIGATION UNIT OFFICE) (POLICE CAPTAIN SINGHA WETARAK)

Stay in here for now.

Don’t cause any trouble, got it?

Yes, sir.

I promise I’ll stay quiet.

I won’t go anywhere until the blood results are back.

The only reason I put you here,

is so you don’t bother anyone else.

Yes, sir. And…

what happens next?

You can only hold me for 48 hours, right?

So you know the law too, huh?

Why?

Planning to run?

Why would I run, sir?

I didn’t do anything wrong.

You’re not,

the kind of cop who arrests innocent people, right?

Once the lab results are out, we’ll know,

if your DNA’s on the bodies or not.

Inspector Singha.

Commander Yuth is asking for you, urgent.

Okay.

The suspect apprehended at the scene,

the report says,

there was only one suspect, right?

Yes, sir.

I’ve already questioned him, sir.

Most likely just a local from the area.

We might have to keep him as a witness for now.

Listen.

We can’t overlook something like that.

He could be the real killer.

I understand, sir.

I’m still questioning him.

But we can’t jump to conclusions without evidence.

Look,

The higher-ups are pressing us now.

They want this case cleared as soon as possible.

You know,

who owns the land at that construction site, right?

And what they plan to build there.

Yes, I’m aware.

Good.

So if you’re going to investigate or make an arrest,

do it as fast as you can.

Because right now,

I’ve already signed the order for a special task force.

You’ll be leading that team.

Yes, sir.

I’ll find the real killer as quickly as possible.

But I think you already know,

If you can’t close this case quickly,

you might end up being transferred back.

Understood, sir.

- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.

Hello?

Sing.

Darin and I just finished the autopsies.

But the DNA results aren’t in yet.

You coming here yourself or,

Yeah, I’ll head over.

Both eyes show stitching marks.

Same for the mouth.

Rope marks found around the neck.

Another long, consistent wound was found,

with a diameter of about 0.5 millimeters.

The entire body was covered in bruises.

Estimated time of death: one to two days.

The stitching on the mouth and eyes was postmortem.

The stitches were messy and uneven.

But there were no signs of struggle.

What’s stranger is,

we detected GHB.

Commonly known as a date-rape drug, in every victim.

This drug,

suppresses brain function.

It suppresses respiration, causing loss of consciousness.

So the drug was used on every victim.

And aside from that,

is there any connection between the seven victims?

No physical similarities whatsoever.

Different genders, different ages.

But this one, is a transgender victim.

What about time of death?

We can’t determine the exact time yet.

But what we do know,

is that every body,

died at different times.

All seven were murdered using wire,

and thin rope.

After that, their eyes were sewn shut,

and their mouths too.

Then their bodies were hanged from the tree.

The killer must’ve been very strong,

to do all that alone.

At this point, I’m not even sure,

how many killers we’re dealing with.

And the blood-stained shirt,

from the suspect at the scene?

The DNA doesn’t match any of the victims.

It’s his own blood.

Wake up.

Comfortable, huh?

Wake up.

Oh, you’re back already?

Put your arm on the table.

Or do you want that wound infected?

Give me your hand.

Your hand.

You got a nickname?

Thup, sir.

Thup.

Fits a temple kid just right.

So, you always talk about ghosts like this?

I don’t like talking about them.

I actually hate ghosts.

But when I say that, you’ll just scold me again.

So tell me,

you think you’ve seen ghosts since birth?

Didn’t you say you don’t believe in ghosts?

What if I did?

When did you start seeing them?

Since as far back as I can remember.

When I was living with Luang Pu,

I couldn’t see any ghosts.

I only started seeing them after he passed away.

Why don’t you wear an amulet?

Do you worship anything?

People scared of ghosts usually do, right?

It doesn’t help anymore.

Not since my master passed.

I’ve lost all hope since then.

Could you stop acting so pathetic?

Ow.

Why’re you tensing up?

I’m just putting on ointment.

I’m not tense.

I’m cold.

Sir.

Sing.

Black coffee, no sugar as usual.

Ah, thanks.

It’s your first day back at work,

and you already got a big case.

You’re not thinking of quitting,

and transferring back to Prachin, right?

I never quit. Not my style.

Good thing you’re still here, though.

Would’ve been tough without you.

I’m glad you’re back too, sir.

Working with you always gets my adrenaline up.

Still as cheeky as ever, huh?

Just a little, sir.

Hey, Sing.

That taxi driver sounded just like Thup.

His statement and the DNA results match.

So that kid, Thup,

is just a witness in this case.

Yeah.

But right now,

where the hell do we start finding clues?

Or maybe it’s a ghost.

Like Thup said, right?

You want me to write in the report

that everything happened because of a ghost?

Yes, sir.

Sir, it’s loud in your office!

That kid Thup’s freaking out again!

You’d better come quick!

Okay.

Buddhang ganja, Dhammang ganja, Sanghang ganja...

Narara nacha, Buddha khunnang, Dhamma khunnang, Sangha khunnang...

Please don’t come closer, I’m scared!

Don’t hurt me!

Get out!

Go!

Thup.

Thup, it’s me.

Sir...

The ghost’s about to break my neck!

If you don’t let go of me,

I’ll be the one to break your neck!

You’re pretty strong this time.

- Why’re you yelling? - The ghost tricked me!

I’m serious, sir!

It’s right there by the window!

You’re saying all this was the ghost’s doing?

Stop making up stories.

And stay quiet.

Or I’ll cuff you again, got it?

Sir, I think...

I can’t stay in this room anymore.

What now?

You won’t stay in that room,

and you can’t stay in mine either.

So what do you want exactly?

Maybe it’s...

not about the place.

It’s more about me.

Then...

can I stay with you, sir?

Please, I'm begging you.

Please.

When I'm with you, sir

the ghost disappears.

You’re my talisman, like my master.

Can I stay with you too, sir?

Me? A holy thing?

I'm human.

I don't know.

But I think ghosts must fear you.

Legally speaking,

I'm still presumed innocent.

The police have no evidence against me.

You're a cop,

so protect the innocent.

Sing.

He's right about that, Sing.

Also, the DNA test confirmed

it doesn't match any body.

I'm warning you.

If you're coming with me,

don't be a nuisance.

Don't cause trouble.

And most importantly,

don't even think of running.

Got it?

Yes, of course, sir.

Helmet on.

Come here.

Get on.

Or do you want me to carry you?

Uh, no need, sir.

Hold on to me.

Hold tight.

If you fall off,

I’m not taking responsibility.

You sleep downstairs.

There’s only one bed upstairs.

You can take the sofa, right?

If you let me sleep on the floor,

I’d still be fine at this point.

You and that mouth of yours.

Give me that.

Wait here. I’ll be back.

Lights are broken. Deal with it for now.

Go shower and change.

You look like

a stray dog.

Thanks for taking me in, even temporarily.

This isn’t a shelter, kid.

Thank you, sir.

Call me Singha.

Huh?

From now on, call me Singha.

Hearing “sir” outside the station’s annoying.

Alright.

P’Singha.

Bathroom’s over there.

No wonder.

When I’m near P’Singha, the ghost vanishes.

It’s because of you.

Please protect me too, sir.

Thup.

- Whoa, - Thup!

What the hell are you doing?

Uh, I’m sorry, sir,

I mean, P’Singha!

I didn’t mean to.

You blew the power?

I just...

plugged in the fish tank and it shorted.

Now the whole house went dark.

I told you not to cause trouble!

I’m sorry!

But please don’t yell at me yet.

Shouldn’t you put some clothes on first?

Mind your own business.

I’m not cold. I could stay shirtless all day.

But I’m cold just looking at you.

I told you to take a shower.

So do it.

It’s annoying when you don’t listen.

And one more thing,

I didn’t ask you to renovate my house.

I just don’t want to be a burden.

Can I at least help with chores?

So you won’t kick me out.

No need.

That kind of work,

I save it for my wife.

Your wife?

And lastly,

Stop causing trouble.

Go to sleep.

P’Singha.

If I see something, can I go upstairs to you?

Don’t even think

about bothering me.

Wow...

Thup.

Thup.

You sleep like the dead, huh?

Who told you to act like it’s your own house?

Thup.

Thup, wake up.

Thup.

Oh.

Good morning, P’Singha.

Get dressed already.

You sleep all over the place.

Here, get dressed.

Wear mine for now.

I was planning to wake up early and make you breakfast.

But I kinda overslept.

Don’t bother.

I might end up poisoned and hanging from a tree.

Honestly,

I seem way more likable than you are.

Cut the whining already.

After you, P’Singha.

P’Singha, wait here for a sec, okay?

Don’t go anywhere.

I’ll just grab my clothes real quick.

What are you, three?

You that scared I’ll leave you?

Just a second.

Yeah.

Let’s go.

How long are you planning to stay at my place?

It’s temporary, not permanent.

Better extra than not enough, right?

Hurry up, we’ve got a lot of stops to make.

Aren’t we going back to your house?

We are.

But we need to stop somewhere first.

Why are we here?

We’re reconstructing the scene.

Show me how it happened.

What exactly went down yesterday.

Thup.

I’m trying to help you here.

Even if there’s no victim DNA on you,

you’re still the only one who was here.

You can’t fully clear yourself as a suspect.

So what do I have to do,

to finally be free from this?

If you don’t wanna be the scapegoat, start talking.

Alright then.

But P’Singha, you have to let me hold you.

What?

Hold you?

Because ghosts are scared of you.

I can show you what happened.

But let me hold onto you for a bit.

Ghosts fear me, huh?

Alright.

Do whatever you need to do.

Uh...

I walked in from that direction.

Then I came across this tree.

It looked exactly like in my dream.

There were...

incense sticks, candles, and trays scattered everywhere.

When I looked up,

I saw seven bodies hanging right here, P’Singha.

Then...

after that...

What is it?

There’s...

Thup, I don’t have all day.

P’Singha...

I think this place used to be a cemetery.

A cemetery?

What cemetery are you talking about?

Yesterday...

When I first met you here,

I...

I saw so many wandering spirits around.

And what does that have to do with anything?

This place is overflowing with spiritual energy.

I’m afraid that

the bodies dumped here...

were part of a ritual sacrifice.

A sacrifice to feed spirits.

To gain even more power.

Usually, the people who do this

practice dark magic or witchcraft.

They make deals with ghosts,

so the ghosts do what they want.

Wait,

Make deals with ghosts?

You’re saying they sacrifice bodies

to command the spirits?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

What is it?

Sing,

Get back to the station now. Something big’s happened.

Alright.

Yes, sir.

What I’d like to say is that the police

are doing everything we can on this case.

We’d like everyone to trust

that this case isn’t anything special,

nothing strange,

unlike what the news has been spinning.

Then to keep the reports consistent,

who’s leading this case, sir?

Since this is a major investigation,

the person overseeing it

has to be the best in our unit.

Who’s that?

- Oh... - Inspector King.

Why Inspector King?

Therefore, I’ve appointed Inspector King,

Lieutenant Colonel Wachira Kongthampipat,

as the lead investigator for this special case.

So that means Inspector King will handle the whole case?

- Yes, of course. - That’s right.

Have you found any new evidence?

Yes, any leads?

Or do you have any direction for the investigation, Inspector?

Anything new to share?

Close this case as fast as possible.

That’s why headquarters sent Inspector King to assist.

Our unit can handle this ourselves.

So what connects these seven victims?

There’s no connection at all.

Then what’s the motive behind it?

This looks like a black magic case to me.

It’s called a serial murder case, genius.

Help!

Five years ago in Sisaket,

ten years ago in Phang Nga,

five years ago in Chiang Mai,

and now Bangkok.

The reason I let him stay here

is for his own safety.

(This is real, no stunt doubles.) No stand-ins here, folks.

(*All characters seen are dummies.) The setup’s seriously massive.

- What the heck is this? - Work.

Cut. (Just watching makes me tired.)

Walkie one to walkie two, come see the lovebirds.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

(What are you up to, Singha?)

- Done already? - Done.

They’re gone. (Otto hasn’t even filmed yet!)