03x05 - Artemiss Couriers

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Mrs. Ceyda, the temperature's too high.

We need to stop the production.

There must be a problem with the cooling.

The pressure's too high, Mrs. Ceyda!

I'll cut off the fuel supply.

Be careful!

Mrs. Ceyda!

Ali!

Ali!

Ali, pull the main switch!
Shut down the system now!

GRAVEYARD
ARTEMIS'S COURIERS

I found it at my door two weeks ago.

Box number one.

Chief, I'm only asking
so I can understand.

Go ahead.

Did you want to
play this game by yourself?

Do you think this could be a game
I'd want to play by myself?

Then you don't trust us.

You wanted to keep us in the dark,

out of the game.

I didn't want the rest to get hurt
while one of us was a target.

So you made that decision for us.

Nice.

I wish I had known.

I wouldn't have bent over backward.

Like, "Don't go alone, Chief.
Something bad might happen," and all that.

Serdar, if you'd known I was the target,

you'd have made emotional decisions.

Remember what happened with Mr. Hasan.

You could've made mistakes.

This way, I had the chance
to think clearly and make sound decisions.

Chief,

you're the one who taught me

we can't do this job
without trusting each other.

You know

that you are one of the people
I trust the most.

Go ahead.

Chief?

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

I'm attorney Ebru Tuygun.
I'm here to file a report.

Have a seat.

What is it? I'm listening.

I'm here for my high school friend, Ceyda.
I'm her lawyer.

I learned that she died
in an accident yesterday.

I think it wasn't an accident
but a m*rder.

What makes you think that?

Ceyda came by a week ago.

The key to her safe-deposit box.

She said, "Give it to the police
if anything happens to me."

Do you suspect anyone?

All I know is
that her husband was cheating on her.

She wanted a divorce.

-Do you know who he was cheating with?
-No.

I don't think she knew either.

She would have told me if she had.

Hasan.

Isn't it incredible? Look at it.
So magnificent.

I think it's scary.

I warned her.
I said, "Be careful, Mrs. Ceyda."

-The boiler was about to explode.
-But it didn't.

-What happens if it explodes?
-It could destroy the place.

We wouldn't be able to recover from that.

-You found Mrs. Ceyda, right?
-Yes.

When the pipe burst,
she told me to pull the main switch.

Then I saw her on the floor.

If the situation was that dangerous,
why did you let her go in?

You don't know Mrs. Ceyda.

Nobody could stop her
once she made up her mind.

She'd do anything
to prove herself to her father.

She ran the place,
but his brother is the manager.

-And her husband?
-They went to college together.

He's a loser if you ask me.
Always living in Mrs. Ceyda's shadow.

Did you ever witness any family problems?

With her husband, maybe?

I don't know.

The Atikoğlus are a bit strange.

Strange how?

What happens in the family
stays in the family.

Hello. How may I help you?

Mr. Cemal?

The police are here.

Good evening.

Chief Inspector Önem Özülkü
from Special Crimes.

-My condolences.
-Thank you.

Inspector Serdar Ata.

-My condolences.
-What's going on?

Please.

To be honest,

I'm surprised to see you here
before the inspectors are even done.

Listen,

work safety is our number one priority.

There was no negligence.

-Did someone report something?
-Yes.

We think your daughter was m*rder*d.

Mr. Bülent.

Yes, Yakup?

Do you have any enemies?

Or anyone you are in competition with?

Sure. It happens in every business.

But not to the point
where anyone would commit m*rder.

Anyone you ask will tell you the same.

My wife was

a very good person.

There's no way she was k*lled.

Did you two have any problems?

What do you mean?

Mr. Bülent.

Were you cheating on her?

Dad.

Arda won't sleep.

Coming, sweetie.

No.

What is it?

Be quiet, you'll wake him up.
It took forever to get him to sleep.

The police want to
speak with you, Mr. Burak.

How was your relationship
with your daughter?

-We were inseparable.
-Would she tell you everything?

Chief Inspector.

We don't keep secrets in our family.

Okay.

-Was there anyone she was at odds with?
-No. Not that I know of.

I hope you find my sister's k*ller soon,

or you'll have to arrest me
instead of the k*ller.

Tell us if you know something.

I know nothing.

But when I find out who it is,
I'm going to tear them apart.

Our girl was like that
even when she was little.

She never listened to anyone.

She had a mind of her own.

She was headstrong.

I mean, what business did she have there
as a woman, right?

She insisted on becoming an engineer.

As if there was nothing else to study.

Excuse me.

Chief.

Chief.

Yes?

What happened?

I saw something.

Or maybe I imagined it.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Sude is not speaking to me, Serdar.

Sude, I apologized.
Why are you dragging this out?

What if I received a box
and didn't tell you?

Is it the same, Sude?

-I'm a cop. You're a kid.
-Wrong.

I'm a young woman,
and you're my mother, okay?

Wow. Good for Sude.

She did what I couldn't.

You too, huh? Go ahead, Serdar.
Don't waste any time.

No, Chief. It's not that. I don't know.

I think Sude may be right.

Of course she is right.
You're right. Everyone's right.

No one ever cares
what I think or feel, do they?

Chief.

Maybe we should leave.
Looks like a storm will break.

It will break on my behalf.

CEYDA ATİKOĞLU ERTUNÇ
CEMAL - FAZİLET

We transferred the body to Forensics.

Berk took her personal belongings.

What was the assistant like?

-Too calm.
-He was with Ceyda.

He could have easily pushed her
before heading to pull the switch.

If so, he's a bit too cold-blooded.

Chief, I need to show you something.

Go ahead.

The power outage shut down
the factory cameras during the incident,

but the traffic camera
showing the entrance was recording.

Pay attention to this maroon car.

The alarm goes off.
Guy gets out of the car and goes inside.

Five minutes later, he comes back,
gets in the car, and takes off.

-Were you able to identify him?
-Yes, from the license plate.

An ex-con.

He's been in and out repeatedly
for petty crimes.

And there's more.

I rewound it to see
when he initially stopped there.

Here comes Ceyda's car.

She drives into the factory.

Our maroon car shows up right behind her.

It parks in front of the factory
and lies in wait.

-So he followed her.
-Multiple times.

I checked past entries and exits as well.

He's been following her for a month.
Every single day.

Ceyda arrives, he arrives.
Ceyda leaves, he leaves.

Another stalker?

It doesn't look like a stalker case.

Planning a m*rder like this isn't so easy.

One must know what goes on at the factory.

You two, go to the bank with the lawyer.

Check Ceyda's safe-deposit box.

Serdar, let's go find this ex-con.

Let's hear what he has to say.

His car is here.

-Who is it?
-Open up! Police!

-One second.
-One second, my a*s!

-Stop! Hands up!
-Don't move!

Hands up! Open your hand!

Give me your hand.

Inspector, I swear to God,
may I drop dead right here if I'm lying.

They told me it was nothing shady.
It was something about her cheating.

I just followed her.

Where she went, whom she met…
I wrote it all down and took pictures.

Who hired you?

-Her husband?
-I don't know, Inspector.

No one hires you if you ask questions.

Wow.

For someone
with a criminal record this long,

your commitment to professional ethics is
truly admirable.

Dude.

If all they wanted was
for you to follow her,

then why do we have footage
of you entering the factory?

I swear I'm telling the truth.
I got curious when I heard the alarm.

I went in and asked. Nobody knew.

Then someone ran out yelling, "Ambulance!"

When I heard she was dead, I left.

Nice story, but no one would buy that.

Now listen. I'll ask you again.

Give me a good answer.

Who hired you?

-That's a little complicated.
-How so?

I'll get into trouble
if I say something to you.

Those people are big shots.

And we're not?

You idiot.

Are you okay with being tried for m*rder?

-I didn't k*ll her.
-Who will believe that?

You idiot!

You've been following her for a month!

We have footage of you
entering the factory.

What more do you want?

What more do you need
to get a life sentence?

I'm asking you. Give me a straight answer.

Who wanted you to do this?

A nightclub. Escort Heaven.
The owner arranges the jobs.

How does he do that?

I assume you don't just walk in
and start talking.

No, there's a password, Inspector.

You say, "I'm Waiter Halit's guest."
That opens the door.

-What time does the club open?
-Around 10:00 p.m.

But the owner comes around 2:00 a.m.

Ten pieces of jewelry.

CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION

Six old family photos.

Childhood photos of Ceyda.

A Ukrainian passport.

In the name of Elena Saravnaya.

Elena was the children's nanny.

As far as I know,
she quit about two weeks ago.

Okay.

There's a note inside.

-It might be in Russian.
-Give me.

"Please help. They took my sister
to Istanbul to make her work."

"I never heard from her again.
Her name is Daria Kravili."

Yes, Feriha?

Okay, I'm coming.

What's up?

I'm doing all right, Feriha.

How are you?

-Honestly, I'm not feeling good, Önem.
-Why?

Because my close friend received a box,

and she didn't even tell me.

Feriha, don't you start too.

I thought you'd understand me, at least.

Honey, I do understand you,
but you need to understand us too.

None of us is complaining
to pressure you.

We're all here for you.

I know.

I know.

Önem, how do you feel?

I don't know.

What will Sude do
if something happens to me?

You're talking about Sude.
I'm not asking about her.

I'm asking about you.

But I can't think about anything else.

But this time, you are the target.

Yeah.

In their eyes, I'm just a symbol, Feriha.

The real targets are the other women.
All women, actually.

Hello. What can I get you?

I'll have the same.

Okay. Now tell me.

Önem, it's really a horrific way to die.

Fortunately, at such a high temperature,
her brain cells died within seconds.

Most of the hair vaporized
and vanished from the heat,

but look at the back of her head.

The hair on her neck is still there.

There's pressure-induced redness
at the roots.

So someone grabbed Ceyda by the hair

and forced her head
into the leaking steam?

Yes.

But someone wearing gloves.

Otherwise, the k*ller's hand
would've melted too.

Thanks.

Chief.

Yeah? Any updates?

The information from the provinces is in.

If you have a minute…

Go ahead. I'm listening.

One of the women
who received a box in Ankara.

-Yes.
-Sibel.

She may have seen who left it.

Great. Then we have
a description and a time frame.

Well, Chief,
Sibel left work early that day.

As she was entering her building,
she ran into a courier who was in a hurry.

He deliberately bumped into her,
so she looked at him.

He jumped on a motorcycle and rode away.

There was a delivery bag on the rear seat
with a pizza logo on it.

I…

I checked all the camera footage
around Sibel's house

and found our courier.

Unfortunately, we can't make out
any identifying features

because he's in protective gear,
right down to his gloves.

Can you see the plate?

Yes, Inspector.

START ANALYSIS
ANALYZING VIDEO

MERGING DATA

The plate is fake.

The pizza brand and logo are fake too.

Artemissa. They chose
that name on purpose.

It's inspired by Greek mythology.
The goddess who protects women.

She's also known as a hunter and punisher.

When they're disguised as couriers,
no one's going to look twice.

Exactly. They can move around freely.

And they could be anywhere.

That's right, Chief.

We weren't able to find any footage
that shows how these boxes were delivered.

But thanks to you,
we know what we're looking for.

Thank you, Gökçe.

Good job.

I'll reexamine the footage
with this in mind.

Okay.

What's up? How's it going?

Risky and fun.

I've added "engineer" to the list.

Wow! You built a model of it.

But there are things that don't sit right.

-Maybe because you're not an engineer?
-Then you be the engineer.

Go on.

Try it.

The first law of thermodynamics.

It's known as
the law of conservation of energy.

Energy cannot be created from nothing.

And existing energy cannot be destroyed.

Now, Ceyda…

-Energy changes from one form to another.
-Meaning?

Unless someone interferes with the system,

the internal pressure can't change.

-How many times did you try this?
-Four in total.

-It'll explode again.
-Yeah, it will.

-So what do we do?
-What do we do?

Think like an engineer.

-Berk.
-Hit Enter.

How did I do it?

Just like Ceyda did.
You cut off the fuel supply.

-So I prevented the boiler from exploding.
-Yes.

But once the system stabilized,

the steam had nowhere
to release its energy.

The pipe burst from the trapped pressure.

Exactly.

The k*ller knew Ceyda would cut
the fuel supply to prevent the expl*si*n.

And knew the pipe would burst.

If her lawyer hadn't come to us,

it'd be considered an accident,
and the case would've been closed.

The k*ller planned the whole m*rder

down to the finest detail to make it
look like an accident, Prosecutor.

Unfortunately.

-Here you go.
-Thanks.

A prostitution ring?

We don't know.

Unfortunately.

Maybe Ceyda discovered
her husband was having an affair

with a woman working for
a prostitution ring at that nightclub.

She found her.

Or maybe her husband made a deal
with the ring and had her k*lled.

Maybe.

But Ceyda's k*ller could be someone
other than Bülent, Mr. Prosecutor.

Like her assistant Ali.

The ring may have used him too.

What do you plan to do?

We'll raid the nightclub, sir.

After that, we'll put her husband
and Ali under surveillance, but--

But we don't have time for a court order.

Exactly.

Do whatever it takes.

Thank you.

And regarding the box case…

To be honest,

I'm quite worried about you too.

You're right, sir. I understand that,
but you don't need to worry about me.

Believe me, I mean that sincerely.

Of all the women who received boxes,
I'm the safest one.

I liked Mrs. Ceyda.

Why would I k*ll her?

You tell me. Everything points to you.

I was only there
because Mrs. Ceyda had called me.

Listen, let's not drag this out.

We've established it was sabotage.

-Sabotage?
-Yes.

A finely designed
and masterfully ex*cuted one

by someone who knew

the boiler wouldn't explode,
but the pipe would.

When I thought who it could be,
you were the first to come to mind.

Am I wrong?

-There's someone else.
-Who?

Mr. Bülent.

His car is here.

Unbelievable.

His wife's dead,
and he's still chasing tail.

How do you know? Maybe he's grieving
and wanted to be alone.

Right, bro. We'll see who is grieving now.

We're not available.

See, old man?

You were looking for the groom,
but you found the bride.

Have you no shame?

After cheating on your wife,

weren't you ashamed
to look her in the eye?

Ceyda hadn't looked me
in the eye much lately.

Why not?

What happened?

-Did she have an affair?
-No.

Ceyda never cared about anything but work.

And Leyla was just like me.

How so?

She always felt inadequate
because they couldn't have children.

Or rather, they made her feel inadequate.

After the baby was born,
a new hope dawned for me as well.

I decided to end things with Bülent.

But he threatened me.

Ceyda had told him she wanted a divorce.

He said, "If I go down,
I'm taking you with me."

That's a lie.

It's all a lie.

I was desperate. I didn't know what to do.

I told Leyla to talk to Fırat.

Because Ceyda loved her brother.

I thought she'd give in
if he spoke to her.

This is all her fault.

She seduced me, and then threw me away.

Well, I'll be damned.

I've got to hand it to you though.

You put together quite a scheme.

You were going to make it
look like an accident, weren't you?

And then everyone would move on
and forget about it.

But see what happened?

Things didn't go according to plan.

I didn't k*ll my wife.

Where's Elena?

Elena was the children's nanny.

As far as I know,
she quit about two weeks ago.

I don't know.

Leyla told me she left.

When I went to ask Ceyda
what was going on,

she didn't seem surprised.

A scandal like that would've ruined
not only Bülent but you too.

So you k*lled Elena
because she found out about your affair.

If that was true,

I would've had to k*ll Bülent,
since he was threatening to tell everyone.

Who told you Elena had left?

Fırat did.

I thought they'd crack easily,
but they're holding up well.

Or they're innocent, Serdar.

I hear you've detained my wife and Bülent.

We cannot tell you
anything about that right now, Mr. Fırat.

You'll find out later.

They couldn't have k*lled my sister.

Mr. Fırat, as I said,
you'll be informed about this later on.

But maybe you can tell me a few things.

Like what?

When did you last see Elena?

What does that have to do
with Ceyda's death?

I am the one asking the questions.

Probably the morning she left,
as she was leaving the house.

I don't remember. I'm not sure.

Then how do you know she left?

Nisa told me.

Ceyda's daughter.

Elena said goodbye to the kids
before leaving.

They even took a selfie together
as a memento.

Okay. Could you send me
that photo, please?

I'll ask Nisa.

What about my wife?

Your wife and Mr. Bülent will be
our guests a little longer, Mr. Fırat.

Thank you.

Chief, Director Haluk was asking for you.

-Good evening, Director.
-Good evening.

-Enjoy.
-Welcome. Join me.

What will you have?

I'll have a beer.

Ege, get her a beer, will you?

If you want to take me off the box case,
you can just say so.

Why would you think that?

Well, you told me to be careful.

You said my involvement
in this case worried you.

Thanks, Ege.

You said I was a target, didn't you?
What more is there?

I did say all those things.

And I was right.

Because I care about you,
and I don't want to lose you.

-I've been a cop for many years.
-I know.

I thought I knew
everything about this job.

But since this unit was established,
I've been questioning it all.

The system, the society,
families, our people…

Where did we go wrong?
How did we end up here?

I don't know, but I do know
that if we're going to change things,

we need people who know what they want.

We need people like you.

Because you've earned that respect.

Sometimes I get angry, annoyed,
and frustrated with you. That's for sure.

But I'm behind you all the way.

All right?

All right.

Well, that was flattering.

Do you need anything?

Actually, yes.

We'll raid a nightclub. I need backup.

-That's not what I meant.
-I know. I was just changing the subject.

You succeeded.

-What time?
-2:00 a.m.

Is it the box case?

No, it's not.

The m*rder*d businesswoman,
Ceyda Atikoğlu.

She may have stepped on someone's toes.

Fellas!

Barracks! On your feet!

Come on!
Dude, tonight's your night! Sergeant!

-Inspector!
-Whoa!

-Bro!
-Yes, bro!

-Brother Serdar!
-Yes, Sergeant!

Maybe I shouldn't drink.

Don't blow our cover.

-Down it!
-Come on!

You will not have this chance again
for the next six months.

Easy there, son!

Damn! He chugged it.

My nervous system
will become depressed in five,

decreasing my self-awareness.

There may be emotional overflow.

Maybe we shouldn't push him
any further, Serdar.

The alcohol dehydrogenase enzymes
in my liver will activate.


in the gastric mucosa.

The rest's in the small intestine--

You're drinking on an empty stomach.
It happens. Eat.

Eat some yogurt.
There's nothing on your plate.

I'll have yogurt.

Hey, kid.

Who are these crabs?

I haven't seen them before.
They're here for a send-off party.

Good.

Clean them out.

Brother Alişan!

How about we cash in
a few acres of farmland?

Hey, bro!

Come here. Come on!

If these ladies are available,

would they be our guests?

Right away, sir.

Pull yourself together.

Eat an apple.
It'll keep your stomach calm.

Get it together.

Come on.

-Hello.
-Welcome.

-Welcome.
-Hello.

Come on.

How are you?

-We're fantastic.
-We're doing great.

-Brother Alişan, our precious one.
-Welcome.

Berk's leaving for the army.
Tonight's all about him.

This is a send-off party.

Nice to meet you.
I'll do my military service.

-And how are you?
-We're great.

Good. Great. Tonight's our night.

Brother Alişan!

Watch the table.

-Take good care of my Brother Alişan.
-I got him.

-I'll be back, bro.
-All right.

We're good.
Even better now that you're here.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

What's up, champ?

Bro, you look like someone in charge.

Brother Halit sends his regards.

Things have been rough lately.

He said, "He'll give you a job."

I'm the manager here.

The boss isn't here.

I'll come back… later then.

Alcohol

causes peripheral vasodilation
in the skin.

It's basically vascular dilation.

The blood flow to the skin gradually…

Anyway, no need to drag this out.

Alcohol doesn't make you sweat.

-Is your nephew a doctor?
-No. He's a patient.

Hey, beautiful, don't give us away.

Just keep having fun.

What's your name?

Julia.

Where are you staying?

At the boss's hotel.

We're not allowed to come and go.
There are 30 of us. We stay together.

Do you know Elena Saravnaya?

No.

-You don't?
-No.

Daria…

-Kravili.
-Kravili. You know her?

-Yes.
-You do?

Where can I find her?

See the girl there?
The one dancing in a denim skirt.

That's her.

-Chief, we're starting.
-Copy that.

We're going in.

-All right, gentlemen. The fun is over.
-Police.

Turn on the lights.

k*ll the music!

k*ll the music!

Full lights!

They tricked me, saying I'd be a nanny.

They've been forcing me
into prostitution for a year.

My sister doesn't know.

They wouldn't let me call her.

-What's your sister's name?
-Polina.

Do you know someone named Elena Saravnaya?

No. Is she a friend of my sister's?

We don't know.

What does your sister do?

She's a surrogate mother.
The money's good, but…

They are not paying her,
so she can't quit.

So they're forcing her to work.

Yeah.

In Cyprus?

The victim's brother has
a forty-day-old baby.

And his wife doesn't look like a mother
who recently gave birth, Mr. Hasan.

NEST OF HATE

HAVE YOU BEEN FEELING LONELY LATELY?

THE ONE WHO WROTE THAT ARTICLE
MUST BE CORNERED

MEN'S LIVES ARE RUINED
BECAUSE OF WOMEN

THIS ISN'T THE WAY
WE MUST GET TO THE SOURCE

IF I SEE ONE OF THEM…

-What's up?
-Inspector.

Are you okay? Gökçe?

Selin?

I'm okay.

Actually, I'm not.

We were reading the comments
on that forum İpek mentioned.

Excuse me.

Has this darkness,

this brutality, always been there?

Yeah.

It's just that

they don't hide anymore.

They derive strength from each other,
and they are more visible now.

So do you think we can change things

despite all this?

Do we have a choice, Selin?

Inspector Serdar.

A man reported
that he can't reach his daughter.

Is it related to the boxes?

Unfortunately so.

When he got home,
he found a box in his living room.