"Oi! You rotten sons of bitches! I'm the victim! I'm the one who got hiiit!"

"Will you shut up! Fuck!"

"Shut up? You cretinous crane-legged bastard! You couldn't do in one brat and you end up a cripple? Just fucking drop dead, you bastard!!"

"Aoh……."

A two-bed room at a university hospital in Gangneung.

Kang Deuksu and his son were blaming each other and pouring out obscenities.

Kang Hongdong has had emergency reconstruction surgery on both knees.

There is a bandage wound round his head as well.

Kang Deuksu has a bandage on his right hand, has had surgery on the genitals — an embarrassing place for it — and is in a special nappy.

The two of them are the principal suspects in this case.

They could not be put on a general ward mixed in with ordinary people.

Sokcho was in an uproar last night.

Trauma patients came flooding into Gangneung with their knees, shoulders and arms smashed — those places above all.

With the patients arriving all at once, the surgical staff fell hopelessly short.

For want of anything better, even the junior-year residents were put in.

There was no taking all of them, so some were sent on and spread between Wonju and Chuncheon nearby.

Police were posted outside the rooms of the patients who had come out of that surgery. Every one of them a suspect tied into a case of organised violence.

"Our young master is a Buddha. Paying the hospital bills for a pack of gangsters."

"……I don't think that's it, exactly."

"It's a manner of speaking~ Heh heh heh."

Kim Gyeongmin and Ah Yura were busy to distraction with the tidying up after the case.

The prosecution moved first, and went at the perpetrators hard.

They sent police officers and investigators out and took statements as well.

There was no need to meet separately and agree a version.

Every one of the suspects gave the same statement. The case was concluded to be a planned crime carried out on Kang Hongdong's instructions.

Every man in the organisation was small fry, with nothing…