Mold — The Missing Diary

Hello, it's me. Cancel all other ongoing cases now. I am Attorney Han Tae-su. Sorry.

Lawyer, the house is such a mess I can't breathe. Are you two taking care of it alone? What about a caregiver? We can't hire a caregiver.

Even that, my brother did himself. I'm a woman, lacking strength, and even smelling it makes me want to throw up. Sorry. It must be really hard.

Jihun, the police report says Kang Min-jae had a black diary. Do you know what that is? A diary—that was my brother's treasure. My brother said reality was too painful, so he could talk to himself only in his diary.

But when the police returned his belongings, the diary wasn't there. That Park Dong-hun and his gang must have taken it. They always bullied my brother. Understood.

Grandma, I'll definitely bring back that devoted grandson. I'll head out now then. Contact me anytime if you need help. Oh, what about this lock?

Oh, once a drunkard came in here before. My brother said as long as we locked it, we were safe. Ah.