Ugh, damn it.
You've fallen into a trap.
If you want to live, listen to me.
And what does "a trap" even mean? Damn it.
Damn it, Hwang Kyung-min, that lunatic… seriously.
Where shall I take you to?
Uh, Mister, please take me to the nearest police station.
Excuse me, Mister!
Why is the police station so far away?
Sir. If you go to the police station now,
the whole world will find out that you're a druggie.
If you, a sophisticated man,
admired by patients and loved by students,
is revealed to be a druggie,
you won't be able to even walk around, because of shame.
Who are you?
Long time no see, Class President!
Who are you? Huh?
Damn it.
I've never forgotten your faces, even for a moment,
but how come none of you remember me?
- Hwang Kyung-min? - Yeah.
How have you been?
Hey.
Hey, what do you think you're doing? Huh?
You'll get to find out eventually.
Hey.
Hey, Hwang Kyung-min.
Hey, stop the car now, you bastard, huh?
Damn it.
Do you still want to act like a class president? Huh?
I said, stop the car, you bastard!
Hey, you lunatic! Stop the car!
Stop the car, you bastard!
I said, stop the car, you bastard!
You lunatic! Stop the car!
You bastard! Stop the car!
I said, stop the car, you bastard!
The car is moving toward Seogang Park
from Yeongdeungpo District Office Intersection.
You bastard! Stop the car!
Stop the car!
I said, stop the car, you bastard!
You bastard, come here.
Damn it, you crazy pimp bastard! Damn it!
How dare you! You lunatic! You bastard!
Hey! You'll die! You bastard! I won't be taken down by you!
You lunatic! Bastard!
You bastard…
You bastard!
You crazy little…
In front of the public parking lot on the National Assembly Road.
Stop making a fuss. This is just the beginning.
You crazy bastard, you!
You did drugs in a club, in a woman's house, in a car,
and even at the hospital.
If I don't call you within eight hours, upload that video.
Now, sophisticated doctor, listen carefully.
If you don't follow my orders from now on, that video
will go viral to the entire world, get it?
It's been so long, Jong-seok.
Uh, yeah.
It's been so long, Kyung-min.
Come out, and let me see your face, okay?
I've seen you quite often.
You're great at your work. You're a natural born cop.
Have you been wandering around me, too,
like you did to the victims?
Don't compare yourself to those pieces of garbage.
You're my only true friend.
Kyung-min.
I heard that you've been having a hard time
from Director Kim.
Ah, you mean Hyun-jung?
She's very nice. You should get her counseling, too.
Kyung-min, you need to stop this now.
I'll help you.
If you go any further than this,
you'd remain as a monster forever to the world, okay?
A monster?
That's what I want.
What?
Perhaps our fate was already determined that day.
What does that mean?
That day?
Are you talking about one year ago?
What did you see there? What did you see to…
Jong-seok.
Don't talk about it like it has nothing to do with you.
You should join us, too.
Us?
Just who on earth are you with?
Jong-seok, did you forget Chul?
What?
I even left a baseball at that bastard Jung-hee's house.
This makes me sad.
Hey!
To human beings, oblivion
isn't a gift from God. It's a curse.
Chul said that.
Are you… killing people because of Chul?
Drop that.
Can't you see that?
That's the first warning. Drop that knife now!
Look, Jong-seok.
Chul is right there!
Damn it.
Hwang Kyung-min.
This is the second warning. Drop your knife and come out!
This is the third and the final warning.
Drop your knife and come out!
A knife proves the reason why we are human beings.
Jong-seok.
You shouldn't live like nothing happened at all.
I told you to know your place! And behave! According to! That!
You bastard!
Why did you act up!
Let go!
- Hey, hey. Class President. - What!
Let go!
Damn it!
Stop, stop, stop!
Damn it.
Hey, come out!
Come out, you bastard!
My gun…
Damn it.
- Hello? - Lieutenant,
Mr. Kang Min got kidnapped by Hwang Kyung-min.
Our sir was chasing them, and he lost them.
Hwang Kyung-min's next target was Mr. Kang Min.
Did Hwang Kyung-min order you to do this?
So you can distract the police officers?
Where's Hwang Kyung-min?
Can't you see that?
Look, Jong-seok.
Chul is right there!
You ordered us to question these 31 people
to identify Hwang Kyung-min's next target.
But I think…
you already knew who the next target is.
Jong-seok.
Jung Jong-seok!
Are you listening to me?
Ah… uh… keep going.
Kang Min.
Hwang Kyung-min's next target.
You knew already, didn't you?
Say it! You knew already!
Even when I went after someone wrong,
believing that he is Hwang Kyung-min,
you didn't even look.
You were tracking down Kang Min at that time.
That means…
you were already convinced that Kang Min is the target.
Yeah.
Like you said, I did think that Kang Min is most likely
to be the next target.
But I wasn't convinced, either.
When you said that Choi Seok-ki is the next target,
I thought that was possible, too.
Why?
There's this question I've been wanting to ask.
Why did Hwang Kyung-min quit school and
why did you transfer on the same year?
Let's say that Hwang Kyung-min did it because
he couldn't stand the bullying.
But what happened to you?
I, too, was a bully victim…
just like Kyung-min.
But you said you helped Hwang Kyung-min.
Yes. I couldn't just sit and watch Kyung-min being abused,
so I stood up to those bastards.
And I became their target, too.
Come out, you bastard!
What are you doing, you bastards!
- Hey, get him off! - Let go!
Hey, trample him!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Mr. Choi is here.
Pay for our PE uniforms!
Both Kyung-min's and mine!
Okay, I'll give it to you later.
Kang Min, Jung Jong-seok, get up!
I said, get up!
Mr. Choi, I should get going first.
- Good job. - Thank you.
Our captain thought of my behavior as mutiny.
And he didn't just sit and watch.
Hello.
Is this Jong-seok's mother?
Hi, I'm Choi Seok-ki, Jong-seok's homeroom teacher.
Now, quiet.
Today, your parents will be teachers for one day.
I hope you all say hi to your friends' parents,
and have indirect expenses of their jobs,
so they would be able to help you make your dreams grow.
- Understood? - Yes, sir.
Now then, the first one to go is the father
of Kang Min, our class president.
For your information, Kang Min's father graduated from our school.
It means he's your grand senior.
Ah, and he's now the president of the Alumni Committee.
Everyone, give him a round of applause!
Hello, students.
Hello.
I'm Kang Min's dad,
and a doctor who runs a clinic and treats patients.
Like Mr. Choi said, I'm your senior alumnus, too.
Uh, then can we call you Senior, please?
Yes, of course.
Senior, how much money does a doctor make?
You're at an age to be interested in money, aren't you?
Yes.
I make enough money to give you
theme park tickets as gifts.
Now, now, I brought as much as the number of students here,
so take your time and take yours.
He said it's Class 5 of 8th Grade.
Jong-seok said so.
Tell your father I said thank you.
- Yes, sir. - Okay.
Ah, the next parent is a bit late.
My son Jong-seok! Jong-seok!
Your homeroom teacher…
Huh? Mr. Choi! Oh.
Hi, Mr. Choi.
Ah, yes, Ms. Im. I'm Jong-seok's homeroom teacher.
Ah, are you?
Quiet. Ah, thank you.
I was looking for you everywhere, not knowing that you're here.
I almost got miliaria on my feet.
Ah, didn't I tell you to come to this classroom?
When? You never said that.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Ah, you see…
Ah, we're having One-day Teaching Experience for Parents today.
Ah… what's that?
It's when the students hear the stories about various jobs
from the parents, who are actually working those jobs.
Oh, I can't do such a thing.
Ah, I'm not worthy enough to do that…
I just sell fish at the market, and that's all…
Oh, it's okay.
You don't need to feel burdened.
You just need to tell the kids
about what your job is about.
And someone pure and down-to-earth like you
can provide genuine education.
- Genuine education? - Of course, genuine education.
I'm sure it'll help Jong-seok
to learn about this world, too.
Right, Jong-seok? Huh?
Well, if you say so,
okay, I'll do it until I get miliaria on my tongue.
Yes, please.
Now, everyone, a round of applause for her!
Hello, everyone.
I'm Jong-seok's mom.
You all go to that arcade in the big road there often, right?
Yes.
I sell fish near there, which
become your delicious dinner.
Everyone, haven't you heard that
you must eat a lot of fish with blue back?
What was the reason again? Fish with blue back have a lot of DH…
D… DH…
Ms. Im, it's DHA.
Ah, yes, ah, yes.
Ah, yes, that's right.
Yes, that. They contain a lot of that,
so it's really good for students who have to study a lot.
I wish my son Jong-seok could eat a lot of that, too,
but that wretched brat doesn't eat fish.
Jong-seok, you should eat a lot of it from now on.
Eat a lot of it.
I beg you as your mother.
Jong-seok, your mother is begging you. Eat a lot of it.
Eat a lot of it.
Mmm, Jong-seok has to eat a lot of it. What should I do?
The homeroom teacher used the parents' social statuses
to give the kids class consciousness.
To me,
he was rebuking me, telling me to know my place.
Wow, how can he be so cruel?
Then, what did Hwang Kyung-min's parents do?
I mean, when I checked his bank account,
I saw that he has a crazy fortune.
Man-jae, questions like that are problematic themselves.
Ah, I was… just saying that in terms of looking into the culprit.
Kyung-min's father ran a karaoke bar.
It was the kind that had "female employees."
Oh, Mr. Park, are you done having fun?
Mr. Jo, I gave you 30% discount.
Yes, thank you.
Ugh, damn it, next time, change the seat, will you?
The son of a fish seller and the son of an adult bar owner.
That explains everything.
In our class, Kyung-min and I
were at the very bottom of the social class.
Is that why you thought Hwang Kyung-min
could target Choi Seok-ki, too?
Yes.
Ever since the One-day
Teaching Experience for Parents,
I, too, started to get bullied seriously, too,
alongside Kyung-min.
Kang Min! Go!
Yes!
Ugh, that bastard Dong-min couldn't endure it.
What does that mean?
Ah, I told you to endure it.
Class President, want to watch this?
put a lot of fun videos in it.
Yeah, put it on my desk.
- Hey. - Why?
This is boring. Let's do something else.
Okay.
I'm bored,
so… how about playing suicide?
Oh, sounds good.
Hey, Hwang Kyung-min.
Huh?
Not him.
What are you doing?
Jong-seok, want to play suicide with us?
Get lost, damn it.
Get up, you bastard.
Let go of me! Let go!
Ah, you bastard, you don't know how fun playing suicide is.
Let go!
Hey, have you been unconscious before?
I said, let go!
We're doing this because it's good for you.
Class President's dad bought us chicken and pizza,
gave us theme park tickets and sent us
on "a trip," too, you know.
And none of that big group,
not even a single one, helped you at that time?
They were just all watching and doing nothing?
But you quit smoking.
I don't have to feel sorry, right?
- In my point of view… - It's okay.
This case is deeply connected to me as well.
That information was something you'd eventually hear about.
I'll finish this one and go back in.
Okay.
And none of that big group,
not even a single one, helped you at that time?
Well?
Doesn't it feel great?
Class President, stop it.
- I'll do it. - You shut up, damn it.
Hey, you bastard.
So why did you act up? I told you to know your place!
Uh, Jong… Jong-seok.
Like you said, I did have a chance of 1 out of 31.
I think… I really think that
I did so many horrible things back then.
Especially to you and Kyung-min.
I apologized to Kyung-min.
He's right here with me now.
Jong… Jong-seok.
I… I am going to apologize to you now.
I'm really sorry about what I did back then.
When I meet you again,
I am going to apologize to you properly.
Huh? I'm sorry.
Jong, Jong-seok, please save me, huh?
- What was it sent with? - Telegram.
Telegram? Then…
it's hard to track down the sender.
Yes, we've been tracking down this jerk called Dogpark,
and he was using this Telegram
to instigate a contact assault on Dark Web
by using illegal videos as bait.
The Cyber Investigation Team also said it's not easy.
Wait.
That looks like an RV.
- Man-jae, rewind the video. - Ah, yes.
Look, this one's shaking.
The low ceiling, the structure of the window, and the shaking video.
Only an RV can explain these.
Did Mr. Hwang Kyung-min… I mean…
did Mr. Nam Gi-cheol have a place where he went often?
Well, he usually went camping, backpacking,
or fishing on his day off.
He didn't set a particular place to stay.
Right.
He said Hwang Kyung-min has hobbies of that sort.
Hey, Man-jae, you stay here and find out
if there's any RV owned by Hwang Kyung-min.
Report every single thing you find out about RVs.
Yes, sir.
Sergeant Nam and Pil-doo, please search
Hwang Kyung-min's place of residence,
and you and I should search around Sinseok Transportation.
Yes, sir.
Man-jae, do you have information on his place of residence?
Ah, and…
an ordinary citizen's life depends on it.
If we miss the golden hour, he might die.
And if…
if Hwang Kyung-min is armed,
then you're allowed to use your guns.
- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.
Man-jae, make a report.
Are you okay?
It's the right thing to save Kang Min's life, right?
We must save his life.
We catch those who committed crimes. We don't judge them.
But what about Kang Min's crimes from 20 years ago?
That's…
We can legally punish Kang Min for narcotics abuse.
I will make sure that he can't work as a doctor anymore at least.
Let's go.
Uh, Kyung-min.
Shouldn't you call that person at least once?
Has the time gone past that much?
Yes, just in case…
If I don't call you within one hour, upload that video.
Hey, why did you shorten it to one hour suddenly? Huh?
I did everything you told me to do.
Please let me go now.
You did that just because I told you to do it?
But I wanted genuineness.
No, that's not it. Hey.
Kyung-min, I know it, too, okay?
I know that I'm not a good guy.
I mean, damn it, I was a super mean bastard, I was.
But you know, my apology to Jong-seok earlier…
That apology was from my sincere, genuine heart.
So please let me go now.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Wasn't it because you just want to get out of here and do drugs?
No.
Hey, that's not true. I'm serious.
I'm sorry, but I can't believe you.
Hey, I'm repenting so damn hard right now. I mean it.
Hey, then, what do you want me to do to make you believe it?
Play suicide.
- What? - You like being unconscious.
Choke yourself.
Show your sincerity.
We're from the police.
Hi, you're working so hard.
How can I help you?
We're from Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency.
Can we please check the vehicle registration of
Mr. Hwang Kyung-min, who lives in Unit 4801?
Ah, that woman who died not long ago…
Ah, uh, wait.
A female detective came last time and I showed it to her, too.
It's on the next page.
Yes, here it is.
Is this the only one?
Yes, that's the only one on it.
Didn't Mr. Hwang Kyung-min drive an RV or something like that?
- An RV? - Yes.
An RV…
Ah! Ah, yes, he did.
A few years ago, he asked me if he can park it at
the underground parking lot of our aparments,
so I said no, because we might get complaints for it,
and I think he parked it at a public parking lot nearby.
Give it to me.
- Sergeant. - Yes.
The license plate number of Hwang Kyung-min's RV is out.
Why? Can't you do it?
That's not why…
I remembered just now.
This is what I did to Jong-seok back in middle school right?
You guys remember it only when your lives are at risk.
Ah, I get it now.
Alright, Kyung-min.
Hey, I'll do everything you tell me to do, yes.
I'll do everything, so please…
You know, that video…
Hey, please don't upload it. I beg you, okay?
Get started.
Yes.
Are they in there?
I don't think this is the place.
Pil-doo, did you find it?
There are so many RVs here, damn it.
- I think this is the one. - Go over there.
Stop! Turn the engine off!
- Why? What is it? - Turn the engine off!
Turn the engine off!
Open the door!
Open the door, you bastard!
What is it?
What are you doing here?
Where's the RV owned by Hwang Kyung-min at right now?
How should I know that?
Then… do you know where the camping ground
Mr. Hwang Kyung-min often goes to is at?
I think I told you that I don't know at that time.
Jung Jong-seok!
Your CEO hired an ex-convict as a taxi driver and paid him
a large amount of money in cash every month.
You knew it, didn't you?
You're the manager here!
I don't get involved with matters of human resources.
What's wrong with you? This isn't like you.
Where's Hwang Kyung-min's RV at right now?
This is a private property.
Did you bring a warrant with you?
Let him go. Let him go and talk.
Sergeant Nam.
Ah, I'm sorry.
There was a misunderstanding.
Jung Jong-seok.
Why are you so agitated?
Let me go get some air.
Hello?
Yeah.
Hello?
Jong-seok, did you watch it?
Damn it, you…
What did you do with my gun?
When a cop loses his or her gun, he or she can be heavily punished.
Don't worry. I'll give your gun back soon.
About Kang Min…
Did you kill him?
No, not yet.
His apology didn't seem sincere,
so I punished him.
Jong-seok, I know it's quite late,
but I hope this can make you feel a little better.
Hey, what…
what on earth are you talking about? Huh?
Don't you remember what Kang Min did to you?
I paid him back for what he did,
and you make me sad.
Did you forget about Chul and everything you've suffered?
Is that why you want to save Kang Min so much?
Jong-seok, I know it's been 20 years, but…
how can that be forgettable?
You should not forget that.
That's too sorry for yourself and for Chul, too.
It's okay.
Yes, it's okay.
You just need to start remembering from now on.
I almost forgot, too, if it wasn't for that day one year ago…
You.
You asked me what I saw at my mother's house
one year ago, right?
I saw Chul there.
You… you saw who?
Chul.
Kim Chul.
Jong-seok, the picture I gave you…
That was in the storage of my house,
like it was waiting for me.
Chul was waiting for me there.
Perhaps Chul wanted to meet you.
Perhaps he awakened me to meet you.
Chul trusted you more than he trusted me.
You should never forget Chul.
Chul is our hero who pulled us
out of hell.
Well?
Doesn't it feel great?
Hey, you bastard.
So why did you act up? I told you to know your place!
Which bastard did that!
You guys are the bastards.
Stop it, you bastard!
Get away from me! Get away from me!
Kang Min, pay for their PE uniforms.
If you ever mess with them again,
then I'm going to kill you for real.
Okay.
Jung Jong-seok, Hwang Kyung-min.
Let's go to the snack shop.