Moss Page #2

Looks like it.

Flip his eyelids.

He's dead for sure.

Hello?

Hello, Prosecutor PARK Min-uk.

Who's this?

Oh, RYU Hae-guk!

l heard you got transferred.

All thanks to you,

l'm working out in the country.

Sorry to hear that.

l hear there's no glory

for you either, Mr. RYU.

You lost your job and split

with your wife.

Sorry to hear that.

Still keeping tabs on me?

Remember, if you do anything wrong,

l'll always find out.

Why'd you call?

Let me ask you something.

How humble of you.

Go ahead.

Tell me one thing.

Son of a b*tch.

Tell me honestly. You know

l didn't do anything wrong!

You know what moss is?

Live quietly like the moss

stuck on a rock.

Leave your cell phone on and

know that l'm always watching you.

And make a mistake.

The sooner the better.

You really are hopeless.

Hello? Hello?

Hey!

Since when did l become

the offender?

Then why didn't you settle

when l told you?

l had to work this past holiday

cuz of you!

Your face says you're an offender!

Especially those eyebrows!

No need to investigate you!

Sorry, Mr. Prosecutor.

Let's see who's

the real offender now.

Wait!

l can easily make you

the perpetrator.

- Why?

- So let's just settle.

Why should l settle

when l didn't do anything wrong?

The law is not always fair.

Your face tells me

you're an offender!

Especially those eyebrows!

No need to investigate you!

Think of it as going

on vacation to a nice, quiet place.

Mr. RYU's son is coming.

- Son?

- He had a son?

Hello.

What?

His son.

His son's here?

How did he know?

Welcome.

- l'm the village chief.

- l see.

Nice to meet you.

l'm RYU Hae-guk.

Go on in.

Yes, sir.

Looks just like his dad.

Ah, no.

Completely different.

Shouldn't you check and see?

Right...

His son's here.

Carry on with the funeral.

Hello. Enjoy the food.

What's this?

How can you just die like this?

l'm not even sad for you.

l just finished my duty.

So, don't resent me.

Even l didn't resent you.

Come here.

Yes, sir.

Have a seat, here.

You should eat something.

Here, have a drink.

l don't drink, sir.

Mr. RYU couldn't drink either.

You can't drink

or don't want a glass from me?

l'll take it, sir.

Good.

lf a man offers you a drink,

you take it.

Pour me a drink, Seoul man.

Sure.

A special drink poured

by a man from Seoul! Me, too?

Sure.

Would you like a drink, Chief?

Sure.

Heading back

right after the burial?

Of course.

What's here for him to do?

They don't mourn for years

at the grave like in the past.

Of course not.

Seoul folks will be too bored

to last a day here.

lt's not so bad here.

Ah, Seoul's better.

Of course.

Drink up.

Here's to Mr. RYU

going to a better place.

And to his son's success

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