Opening my eyes for the first time in a month, I saw a detective who looked nothing like a...

[last lines] Kim Ki-woo: Opening my eyes for the first time in a month, I saw a detective who looked nothing like a detective. Then the doctor who looked nothing like a doctor spoke. Even when I heard how much Ki-jung bled that day, even when I heard the words forgery, trespassing, foul play, murder, and that we were lucky to get away with probation. Even when I finally got to see Ki-jung's face, I kept laughing. Though when I went back and watched the news reports, I didn't laugh. Actually Mom and I had no idea where Dad was. But those detectives still wore themselves out following us. Eventually the news went quiet and after the surveillance stopped, I started going up that mountain. From up there, you have a great view of the house. That day, despite the cold. I felt like staying longer. Ki-taek: Perhaps you, if no one else, will be able to read this. You were a Scout, so I'm writing this just in case. Have your injuries healed? I'm sure your mother is plenty healthy. I'm doing fine in here. Though thinking of Ki-jung makes me cry. Even now, what happened that day doesn't seem real. It feels like a dream, and yet it doesn't. That day as I went out the gate, I suddenly knew where I needed to go. A house where such a grisly thing took place would surely not be easy to sell. I've struggled to hold on in this empty house. Still, thanks to the house being empty. What was her name, Moon-gwang? I was able to give her a proper send off. I hear tree-side burials are trendy. So hell, I did my best. Those real estate sharks sure are clever. They duped some people who had just arrived in Korea and managed to sell the house. With the parents working and the kids attending school, the family is usually out. But the damned housekeeper stays here 24 hours a day. Each time I go upstairs, I take my life into my hands. And it turns out Germans eat more than just sausage and beer. What a relief. Passing the time down here, everything starts to go hazy. Today at least, I was able to write you this letter. If I send out the letter this way every night, maybe someday you'll see it. So long. Kim Ki-woo: Dad, today I made a plan - a fundamental plan. I'm going to earn money, a lot of it. University, a career, marriage, those are all fine, but first I'll earn money. When I have money, I'll buy the house. On the day we move in, Mom and I will be in the yard. Because the sunshine is so nice there. All you'll need to do is walk up the stairs. Take care until then. So long.

Opening my eyes for the first time in a month, I saw a detective. You have the right to an attorney... Who looked nothing like a detective. Is he laughing? Just a sec. Then the doctor who looked nothing like a doctor spoke. That happens sometimes after brain surgery. They keep laughing. For no reason. Do you hear me? Can you hear me? Then do I have to do it again? Do what? The Miranda thing. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you... He keeps laughing, look! Even when I heard how much Ki-jung bled that day... Even when I heard the words forgery, trespassing, foul play, self-defense and we were lucky to get away with a probation... Even when I finally got to see Ki-jung's face... Kim Ki-jung. RIP I kept laughing. Still, when I went back and watched the news reports, I didn't laugh. This sudden rampage in the back yard of an upper-class home is a highly unusual case. Since the homeless man who sparked the rampage died at the scene, police are struggling to even establish a clear motive. The driver Kim and the slain Mr. Park are said to have been on good terms. For now the police investigation is focused on locating the driver Kim. Kim, after exiting this door and descending the stairs, disappeared into the neighboring alleys. Police searched the CCTVs of nearby homes to no avail, and they have yet to find any witnesses. Given the situation, it's not an exaggeration to say that Kim vanished into thin air. Actually Mom and I had no idea where Dad was. But those detectives still wore themselves out tailing us. Eventually the news went quiet, and after the tails stopped, I started going up that mountain. From up there, you get a great view of the house. That day, despite the cold. I felt like staying longer. Dash-dash-dot-dot Son! Son! Perhaps you, if no one else. will be able to read this letter. You were a Boy Scout, so I'm writing this just in case. Have your injuries healed? I'm sure your mom is plenty healthy. I'm doing fine in here. Though thinking of Ki-jung makes me cry. Even now, what happened that day doesn't seem real. It feels like a dream, and yet it doesn't. That day as I went out the gate, I suddenly knew. Where I needed to go... A house where such grisly crime took place would surely not be easy to sell. I'm sorry, Mr. Park. I struggled to hold out like that in an empty house. Still, thanks to the house being empty. what was her name? Moon-gwang? I was able to give her a proper send off. I hear tree-side burials are trendy. so hell, I did my best. But those real estate sharks sure are clever. They hoodwinked some people who had just arrived in Korea and managed to sell the house. With the parents working, and the kids attending school, the family is usually out. But the goddamned housekeeper stays there 24 hours a day. Each time I go upstairs, I take my life in my hands. It turns out Germans eat more than just sausage and beer. What a relief. Passing the time down here, everything starts to go hazy. Today at least I was able to write you a letter. If I send out the letter this way every night, maybe someday you'll see it.