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(Name: Lee Jung Yeon)
Medical examiners are investigators and funeral directors.
We are butchers who are surgeons at the same time.
It's rape and murder.
She was found on a hill in Gyeonggi Province.
The squad is searching the hill as we speak.
I bet this jerk hasn't gotten far.
Her underwear and skirt were both removed.
The murderer...
- is a pervert. - Are you writing a novel?
- It was a car accident. - Pardon?
No way, come on. How could this be a car accident?
There was a crash.
Hypodermal bleeding in the back of her thigh and a femur fracture.
The point of the injury is 60cm above ground.
The vehicle was an SUV. There was no sign of a nosedive.
The driver probably dozed off.
Excuse me.
Miss!
Darn it.
The driver disguised it as rape.
There was no rape.
It was just an external injury to her thigh.
What? They're searching the hill?
Find a repair shop with a car that needs a new bumper and headlights!
Okay.
Medical examiners...
are wizards who must talk to...
the dead.
(Partners for Justice)
(Locard's Principle: Every contact leaves a trace.)
(Episode 1)
(Seoul Eastern District Prosecutor's Office)
(Prosecutor Eun Sol)
When will I ever be done? This is too much.
My goodness.
I'm all done. Stop going to the restroom.
You're all done?
I must've been really nervous about our newcomer.
My bowel movement has been going crazy.
You know that my stomach is very sensitive.
Should I replace your chair with a toilet?
Then you can sit there all day.
- That's not a bad idea. - Goodness.
This is our new prosecutor. Isn't she pretty?
I've never seen a pretty woman with that gown on.
You have an awful judgment. Can't you tell?
My eyes are getting old. That's why.
I can't believe I have to train a new prosecutor at this age.
I can already hear my bone density dropping.
Hello.
Do we have an interview for an intern today?
Are you here for an interview? You can go to the second floor.
Is this Prosecutor Eun Sol's room?
Yes, it is.
Are you Prosecutor Eun?
Hello, I'm Eun Sol.
Goodness, you're way too beautiful for a prosecutor.
- You have such poor judgment. - Oh, my.
Did you think she was an intern? You fool.
Did you call me a fool?
You're still the same.
Is that you, Hyun?
It's nice to see you, Sol.
Oh, is it Prosecutor Eun now?
Wait, are you really the same nerdy Hyun...
that I used to know? You've completely changed.
- What? Changed? - Back in college,
you only wore nerdy glasses and sweat suits everywhere.
No way.
He's the dandiest guy in this prosecutor's office.
Are you two acquainted?
Prosecutor Eun was very famous.
She was the beauty queen. I was just...
A shy, returning student?
- Shy? - He was shy?
Anyway, is this my office?
- Yes. - Yes.
Then...
- let's start cleaning. - Wait.
- Goodness. Take this. - Be careful.
I have a weak bowel. Please excuse me.
- Your bowel? - You already went.
But I really...
- You might need a hand... - I can't do this.
What's so hard about this?
Take some.
No, I have to get that. Just leave it over there.
- This is great teamwork. - It's going to fall!
My goodness!
Darn it. This is crazy.
- My goodness. - Gosh.
You're very strong.
Doesn't our room feel much more pleasant now?
My gosh, my back gave out.
Please let me formally introduce myself.
I'm a deputy investigator...
and a grade six civil servant.
My name is Kang Dong Sik.
I've worked as a homicide detective for 15 years.
I always thought I'd die as a homicide detective,
but I found a special employment announcement in the prosecution.
I'm a pretty great detective. I mean, I have all the experience.
- Yes, I'm... - And this is...
Ms. Cheon Mi Ho, your assistant.
So she pretty much does all the paperwork and trivial work.
You can just make her do those stuff.
Hello, I'm Cheon Mi Ho, not "gumiho".
I'm a friendly and warm person by the day,
but by night, my heart is set on fire and...
My goodness.
I'm pretty useful.
You can make use of me according to your needs.
- What's with you? - Can you just be normal?
It sounds like working with you two...
- will be a lot of fun. - Right?
- We're really funny. - We're funny.
Give me a five. All right.
(National Forensic Service)
Where on earth is he? We're all ready for the autopsy.
He always does this.
- He won't pick up? - No.
Try again.
What is this?
- Do we have a decomposed? - Yes.
(Decomposed refers to a decomposed, dead body.)
Leave it here. Don't let it die.
Why?
Yes, sir.
Get it ready to go.
- Yes. - Yes.
- My goodness. - Get it ready.
- Okay. - Okay. Let's do this.
- Gosh, why was he sleeping here? - That was shocking.
(National Forensic Service)
(Autopsy Requests)
Why are there so many?
(Medical Examiner Baek Beom)
This is a welcome present.
My goodness.
It's for you to keep a sharp eye out...
and to never miss the smallest details.
This is really cool.
Thanks, Hyun. Oh, I mean, Prosecutor Kang.
It'll be pretty tough at first.
Prosecutor Eun, you'll need time to become...
a team with Mr. Kang and Ms. Cheon.
Prosecutor Eun? I've never been called that way before.
I'm Prosecutor Eun now. My gosh, I'm so nervous.
Anyway, my team seems to be really great.
Mr. Kang...
tends to get sick very often. A guy with a bad health condition.
Ms. Cheon's nickname is the Thousand-tailed Fox.
But she isn't exactly foxy as people would say.
She's rather simple and honest when she works.
She's more like a bear.
A man who takes zero actions and a bear-lady?
That's hilarious. Don't we sound like an alien baseball team?
I wasn't exactly complimenting.
I'm saying that your teammates aren't the best in this office.
It's okay. I'm not the best either.
You were the top of the class at the training center. Nonsense.
The wife of a son of an assemblyman in office...
- has been found dead at home. - Yes. I got it.
- The son is the key suspect, - I have the perfect one for that.
- but he's denying the charges. - Don't worry about it.
- The police... - Goodbye, then.
received a report on that day at the patrol center...
- of the couple's loud fight. - Hey, you're here.
- Take a seat. - However, there weren't any...
specific evidence found,
so they also believe she could have been murdered.
I'm Prosecutor Eun Sol, appointed to Criminal Division Eight...
of Seoul Eastern District Prosecutor's Office.
Yes, good to see you. Take a seat.
So I heard...
- you wanted to be a prosecutor. - Yes.
Why? With your grades, you could've been a judge.
And you volunteered to become a part of the criminal division.
I really loved investigative dramas. I watched a lot of US dramas too.
US dramas?
I love your young energy.
Criminal Division Eight is...
infamously known for its murderous workload.
Do you get it?
You mean that I will be very busy from now on, right?
You're quick-witted too.
I've given this some thought.
Your first case. You know, right?
You'll remember your first case for your entire life.
Since you like watching TV, this will be great.
Pardon?
Oh Man Sang.
He's the son of Assemblyman Oh Pil Joong,
and his grandfather is Oh Deuk Sang, a former chief justice.
His mother's side is Seongjin Group.
He's a spoiled grandson of a conglomerate.
What do you think? It's quite huge for your first case.
Are you interested?
Yes.
(The prosecution summoned Suspect A on the day of the crime.)
Sir, what case is this?
How did the husband become the prime suspect?
- Please answer. - Please.
- Any comments? - Please?
Tell us something.
- Don't push. - Tell us something.
- Could you tell us anything? - Please comment.
Hey, hey, stop, stop, stop.
Don't you see it's a restricted area?
- Which TV station? - I'm...
Give me your number first.
- What... - You fool.
You can't hit on just anyone.
- Prosecutor Eun Sol just joined. - Prosecutor...
Prosecutor?
Hello, I'm Detective Cha Soo Ho from Gangdong Police Station.
I thought all violent crimes cops were burly.
You look quite stylish.
Prosecutor Eun.
It's a crime scene. You can't act like this.
- A crime scene. - Yes.
- Okay. - Let's go.
Hey. Lift your jaw from the floor,
and let's get back to work, okay? Let's go.
The victim's name is Kwon Hee Kyung. The helper found her this morning.
The local police station got a call...
about a couple's fighting this morning.
The couple fought? Did her husband kill her?
He says he left early this morning and stayed at a hotel.
The husband is the prime suspect.
The police were called for domestic disputes five times this year.
What are you doing?
Are you okay?
- It's nothing. She... - She touched the body.
You flipped her.
I was told that Forensics had already taken the photos.
Don't you see this?
- Is that decomposition? - What?
It's livor mortis, not decomposition.
The pooling of blood after death.
It's on half of her face. That means she was face-down.
Dr. Baek, it's not a serial. Her husband killed her.
- Why can't we flip her? - "Why can't we"?
What's the police line for, then?
Get rid of the police line, and let all the reporters and spectators in.
Let them all in! Why can't we?
I flipped her.
I apologize.
You weren't even wearing gloves. Is this a horror flick?
At least the troublemaker gets killed off first in movies.
No shoe covers?
Must you be so particular? Moderation is...
Don't bother, then!
- It's her first day and... - So what?
Was it that wrong for me to wear high heels?
Santa Monica, USA, 1877. A family is slaughtered.
Prints of the next door neighbor's heels were found,
but the killer was a man. He'd worn heels on purpose.
The problem was they figured it out 15 years too late...
after the neighbor had been executed.
Do you need another example of how heels ruined a case?
Tell me what you did and touched in chronological order.
Here.
Set up a perimeter.
- Send everyone but Forensics out! - Okay.
This is a mess, not a scene.
Get out, all of you!
Let's go.
You, prosecutor.
- Leave your prints. - What?
I need to exclude yours from what's on her body.
What?
(Gangdong Police Station)
(Identity Screening)
Baek Beom's a complete lunatic.
He causes such a fuss.
I'm sorry, Prosecutor Eun. Let me apologize on his behalf.
No, it's okay.
The medical examiner's name is Baek Beom?
Yes. It's best that you never cross paths with him.
But it's impossible. He shows up whenever someone dies.
"If you want him to treat you like a human, end up on his table."
- That's what people say. - Is he good at what he does?
He's second to no one but has the temperament of a dog...
He's mean.
He's no tiger.
He's a psycho.
What?
A what? A psycho?
I like that. Psycho.
Baek Beom screamed at her...
for flipping over a dead body.
He yelled at us to get out because she wore heels.
Do you know how frigid things were today?
I thought my prosecutor would have livor mortis.
You should've smeared it on his face.
- You just let him off? - Even Soo Ho lowered his tail.
She got a right hazing.
She did.
I caused some trouble at the scene.
I'm sorry.
We all do on our first day. Sit over there.
Since it's Prosecutor Eun's first week,
we'll party every day.
Okay?
- Set things up. - Yes, sir.
- There you go. - My goodness.
I put a lot of love into this sock.
- Gosh. - There it goes.
Here goes our love and dedication.
Sorry. I'll add something for taste.
It's a tradition in Criminal Division Eight.
That's a lot.
- Drink it up, drink it up. - Drink it up, drink it up.
Gosh, do you people still do this?
I can't drink soju.
Excuse me. Can I have the wine list?
- Wine? - Who will drink this?
Chief, it was your idea. Will you drink it?
Prosecutor Eun.
You're funny.
That's funny.
I'll drink it. I retire in six months,
so I'm the last in line. Bring it over.
- Come on. - No, sir.
- Sit down. - Then...
since you all made it together, you can all share it too.
Yes, we could share. Give that to me.
Let's share. A little for everyone.
Will two glasses each do?
Here you go.
Thank you.
My wine...
Chief, do you think Prosecutor Eun can handle that case?
Why?
If you give her such a hard time from the start, she'll never adjust.
Give the case to me.
It's out of her league.
Who said that the case is in yours?
It's...
my call.
Will you just let me?
Come on.
- Cheers, everyone. - Help me out, please.
Welcome.
You did as I told for just 10 months.
While you were inside me.
Really?
But then, you always kicked me.
You still did as you wanted. I can't stuff you back inside me.
I gained weight. That will never work.
Don't take it too far.
Prosecuting isn't fun, and it'll be hard to marry you off.
I'll keep my job. It's fun.
Your brother was the result of a one-night stand.
You're the biggest mistake of my life.
If I die in this posture,
livor mortis will be all over my face.
- You had a team dinner? - You're the best, I tell you.
Did the people high up who work for the government...
give you a hard time?
- I was so heartbroken. - Why?
My first case's victim was...
a wife whose husband beat her to death.
My gosh, that rat deserves to be fried to death.
What? He had nothing better to do than beat his wife to death?
You just made my day. I wish you were the judge.
But you know what? This neighborhood is full of those kinds of scumbags.
It's just that the housewives sweep this part under the rug.
Among the housekeepers, it's already old news.
Tell you what. Who would dare to say that the husbands...
in 308 and 701 in the next building abuse their wives?
Does that hurt? Is this hard on you?
- Does that hurt a lot? - Get that hand off me.
You scumbag. Don't you touch me.
You know better. Why did you rile me up?
You know about my temper.
I told you not to make me angry!
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey! Hey!
You!
Hey!
Come out. Darn it.
Darn it!
The time of autopsy is 8:30am.
Forceps.
My gosh, this is too cruel.
I can't look at that. That's too much.
Multiple contusions.
"Multiple contusions."
(Multiple contusions)
Immediate rigor mortis on her right hand.
"Immediate rigor mortis on her right hand".
A lot of materials found underneath her fingernails.
"A lot of materials found".
Hello, Prosecutor Eun. You're here.
- Hypodermal bleeding on 25. - "Hypodermal bleeding on 25".
2.7cm by 6cm. Vertical.
"2.7cm by 6cm. Vertical."
- You took a photo of 25, right? - Yes, I did.
- What about before the incision? - That... Before...
I... I missed that.
I told you to take photos for each layer. I already made an incision!
I... I messed up, sir.
Hey, we're going to split her body in half and crack her head open.
Do it right. Otherwise, we are no better than psychopaths.
I'm sorry, sir.
Put down the camera.
There he goes again.
Get out.
Get out!
- Did we get the body scan data? - Yes.
Blow up the 3D bone reconstruction.
(The CT scans are reconstructed into a 3-dimensional framework.)
- Do your job right. - Yes, sir.
Fracture on the fourth rib of her left shoulder.
"Fracture on the fourth rib of her left shoulder".
The strike came from the back.
- Did we get the drug list? - Yes, sir.
(Gangdong Police Station)
(Evidence and Notes: medicine from the house)
(Warfarin: Metabolic drug)
(Plunazol: Anti-virulence compound medicine)
(Athlete's foot, tinea pedis)
- Wait, what is he doing? - Don't mind him.
His autopsies tend to take longer and is a bit peculiar.
The weight of her heart is 326g.
"326g".
She had a prosthetic valve surgery.
"A prosthetic valve surgery".
Scalpel.
- No signs of food. - "No signs of food".
Multiple medicine capsules.
"Multiple medicine capsules".
Ladle.
Request Toxic Substance Division for a detailed analysis.
Yes, sir.
There was an embryo.
- Early stages of pregnancy. - I'm pregnant.
Move in with me.
Beom, I love you.