03x02 - Melis Says Hi

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I don't know where to start.

But I'm sure about one thing,

and it's that I must
trust and believe in myself.

I'm Melike Erensoy.

We've been together for a long time.

We've shared a lot together.

But I've lied to you.

I'm constantly at w*r

with my body,

myself, and my weight.

I mean, I was.

But I can no longer find
the strength in me to fight.

What started out as simple edits

turned into a terrible kind of magic.

And that thin Melike you all saw was

like a stranger
who happened to share my name.

And I'm tired now.

So tired.

I…

I don't want to be subjected to this.

I've made a decision.

I've made a promise
to myself and my family.

From now on, I'll be before you as I am.

But this isn't a goodbye.

I can't wait to share
my new life with you.

With that, your Melo sends you a kiss.

Bye.

Chief.

Melike recorded this video
the night before she died.

She uploaded it to the USB drive
that same night.

The file is named "The Real Me."

Are there other videos like this?

No, Chief, but there were.

I mean, she saved videos
with the same name many times before,

and then deleted them.

So she couldn't find the courage before.

Probably.

Chief, this envelope was found
at the entrance of the station.

GRAVEYARD
MELIS SAYS HI

"Glad to have you back."

"Trust me, women are much safer now."

"Melis says hi."

Chief, if I may.

Don't you think the handwriting matches?

Let's send it to graphology, Berk.

Yes, Chief.

Chief.

Isn't that İbo?

-Where did he give you this envelope?
-He came up to me 500 meters away.

He gave me three 200-lira notes.

He said, "Drop this off at the station."

-And you did.
-Yes.

Do you know him? What does he look like?

I don't know him, bro.
He had a cap and sunglasses.

But he was young.

Young, huh?

Damn it, İbo. Why bring it
if you don't know the guy?

Didn't you ask who he was?

Of course I did, brother.

I said, "How do you know
Chief Inspector Önem?"

And what did he say?

He said, "Who doesn't know her, dude?"

He's following you.

He knows you're back, Chief.

More importantly, Mr. Hasan,
he mentions another woman.

There may be another woman
who received a box.

But he says, "Melis says hi,"
as if he's holding her somewhere.

And he doesn't harm the women
he leaves boxes for.

We don't know that.

There are more boxes, after all.

But do these numbers
have a special meaning?

We don't know that either.
Two, six, nine… What's the order?

Who is the number one, for instance?

Check all missing persons reports, Gökçe.

See if there's anyone named Melis.
Dig deep.

Yes, Chief.

Chief, they're preparing Cem
for interrogation.

Good.

Selin, any news from Melike's phone?

We're still working on it, Chief,
but we're close.

Okay.

What was your relationship with Melike?

I'd known her for a long time.

We had a history.

It's been over a year since we broke up.

We haven't seen each other since.

But at some point,
you started seeing each other again.

I texted her a few months ago.
She replied.

Reminiscing turned into flirting.

Really?

You had a girlfriend.

You were with Simge.

No, I mean, it's not like I was
trying to get back together with Melike.

Why? You texted her, after all.

Then you started flirting.
What went wrong?

When you didn't see the old Melike,
you freaked out, didn't you?

Huh?

After all, she was as thin as a needle
back in the day.

She deceived you.
And you lost your girlfriend too.

Did you feel betrayed?
Is that why you k*lled her?

I'm not that kind of person.

Besides, what if she was overweight?

-When did you last see her?
-I think it was last week.

Don't lie to me. Don't piss me off.

What do you mean, last week?

You were together the day before she died.

You had wine together.
Look, there's a "C" on the cork.

What is that?

That wasn't me. Yes, I went there.

But it wasn't the day before.
It was last week.

And we didn't have wine.

Why did you take her phone?

-I didn't.
-Why the hell did you take it?

Did it just find its way into your bag?
What were you doing with it?

Someone set me up.
They're messing with me.

Who do you think you are to get set up?

Are you Hamlet or something? You clown!

You think this is a play?

I didn't do anything. I swear.

I was home.

I was working.

Cem's phone records are in.

He wasn't anywhere near her
the day Melike wrote "C" on the cork.

And his phone was mostly off
on the day Melike died.

Wow.

So Hamlet was telling the truth, huh?

So if this "C" isn't Cem,

then who or what is it?

There are still some mysteries

about the items in the jar.

We don't know
where these fit in the timeline.

There are no dates on them.

We'll figure it out.

But first, we need to figure Cem out.

Mr. Hasan, please speak with
Cem's neighbors.

And check the security footage
from the area. Whatever we can find.

Yes, Chief.

-Chief, I've unlocked Melike's phone.
-Yes?

Great.

-She and Cem last texted five days ago.
-Okay.

Other than that, there are usual messages
with her mother, uncle, and cousin.

And I think I found the threats
her psychiatrist mentioned.

"I wouldn't want to be in your shoes."

"I feel sorry for you."

"You're trapped in your own hell."

Allow me to introduce you.
Selin, this is Laccifer lacca.

A tiny insect
native to the Indian subcontinent.

Meaning?

Berk, what is it? You found something?

Inspector.

The keychain from Melike's jar,
the one marked "XXX."

It has yellowish stains on it.
They dissolve in alcohol.

It's shellac, a type of varnish
obtained from the insect's secretion.

It's also known as French polish.
It's used on antique furniture.

We had coffee this morning.
Before I went shopping for the store.

-What store?
-I have an antique store.

In her texts to Enes,
Melike said, "I feel invisible."

And coincidentally, two days later,

she received a similar message.

"No one sees you."

There.

Welcome. Come in.

You knew about the messages
Melike received. Why didn't you tell us?

You're right.

Right, I knew them.

It slipped my mind. Maybe I was in shock.

I'll put you in shock right now!

You idiot, how could you keep
something like that from us?

Well, you're right,
but I guess I wasn't thinking straight.

What did Melike tell you
about the messages?

She was terrified.

But a few months ago,
something especially unsettling happened.

She texted me,
"He was outside my door today."

-Someone came to her door?
-I think so.

Right after she sent the text,
she heard a noise outside.

What kind of noise?

She said,
"It felt like he was watching me."

She saw no one through the peephole.

Then she stepped out onto the landing
and saw something on the floor.

What did she see?

She said, "It was definitely his."
I don't know.

You don't know?

Why didn't you go to the police?

I said the same thing.
I said, "Let's take it to the police."

-And?
-She said, "I threw it away."

She said so?

Take a look.

Is this what she said she threw away?

I don't know. Maybe.

Look again. Could it be?

-It could be.
-Melike was keeping evidence.

-She was going to go to the police, right?
-Is that why you k*lled her?

k*lled her? What are you talking about?

Can't you hear me?
Is that why you k*lled her?

-I didn't do anything.
-You think you could've done more?

You sent her
harassing messages for almost a year.

Wasn't that enough, you creep?

You liked it when she got scared
and came to you, didn't you?

Scared?

I think she liked it.

One way or another,
someone was paying attention to her.

Oh, how precious your "attention" is!

Women like these things, don't they?

You listened to her, and then
you used it all against her, didn't you?

-I didn't.
-You did!

You did! Don't raise your voice!
I'll rip that beard off your face!

At least I didn't use everything I knew.

She'd been playing detective for a while.

The brand she worked with, Liva Flow…

They were bullying other influencers too.

Melike was gathering evidence.

-It can be useful to you.
-Useful to us, huh?

Somehow you only remember
these things later on.

Transfer him to Public Order.

You creep!

Give me your hands.

Chief.

What now?

You know what.

They'll take his statement.

Then the prosecutor's office
will release him. What else?

He'll get a year at best.

That is, if he gets sued.

Then he'll knock some time off
for good behavior.

And then it'll be suspended.

The same old story.

Unbelievable.

You harass a woman for a year,

turn her life into hell,

and walk away without paying for it.

I'm going to Liva Flow.

Chief, the team will be here any minute.
Let me come with you.

Listen, Chief. Someone is targeting you.

Good, that means
I'm in the right place, Serdar.

I get that, but we need to be careful.
We shouldn't take it lightly.

I'm not doing that.

I'm not the only target.

There are other women too.

Don't make me repeat it. Come on.

When did you find out
what Melike Erensoy looked like, Ms. Ezgi?

I didn't know.
How many times do I have to say it?

I swear I didn't know anything
until you told me.

Can you prove that?

Can you prove otherwise?

Fine, let's say you didn't know.

Even so,

if Melike revealed this,
it'd be bad for your brand,

am I right?

No, why would it be?
What makes you think so?

As a brand, we simply would've adopted
a different strategy.

Like what?

Haven't you heard of body positivity?

So you're saying,
"I would've profited either way." Bravo!

No, I'm saying that you're determined
not to hear what I'm saying.

Because you're insincere.

And you didn't hear
Melike either, Ms. Ezgi.

I know you've been bullying
many influencers

who have worked with you.

I wonder… why you're taking
everything so emotionally.

-Why are you so tense right now?
-Because you're biased.

Yes, I am biased!

And it's clear what side I'm on!
A woman was k*lled!

You cannot come into my office,
yell at me like this,

and act as if I'm the k*ller!

I'm sorry.

Okay. I'm calm.

Fine, I may have had

some issues with my employees
from time to time.

Yes, that's true, but listen,

I have never harmed anyone in my life.

You don't know me,
so you are right to be prejudiced.

Listen.

It wasn't easy for me
to work my way up, okay?

It wasn't easy for me either, Ms. Ezgi.

I've faced all kinds of hardship.

But I never stepped on
my colleagues or my employees.

Maybe we are

more alike than you think.

Let's just say…

we have different ways of doing things.

But over time, you'll understand me.

Maybe.

Why not?

But I don't need to be like you
to understand you.

So that means

we've found the date when the keychain
marked "XXX" appeared, haven't we?

August 25th, which is
about two and a half months

before that letter "C" was written
on the wine cork.

Okay.

Could these be Roman numerals?

Let's look at it that way. If "XXX" is 30…

Then "C" is 100.

Yes.

And here we have L, I, V…
Wasn't "L" 50 in Roman numerals?

So it's 54.

Okay. So what do these mean?

She got the "100" note
on the day she revealed herself,

which was November 3rd.

L, I, V… 54.

The day the brand filed the lawsuit,
September 18th.

Could these be days?

November 3rd, the 100th day.

September 18th, the 54th day.

August 25th, the 30th day.

It's possible, Chief.

Melike already said it
in her confession video.

-She said, "I'll give myself some time."
-She was going to come clean.

She wanted to come clean on the 100th day,
but so much has happened to her since.

If the 100th day is November 3rd,

then the first day
must have been July 30th.

Did we find anything

from July 30th in the memory jar?

Or I don't know…

Did you find anything
in the phone records?

July 30th.

She spoke to someone
for two hours and 15 minutes.

Cavit Erensoy.

Her father.

Cavit Erensoy.

I spoke to Cem's neighbors.

They heard him rehearsing as usual.
He was home at the time of the m*rder.

Still, we need to find out
why Cem had that phone.

-Selin, check all the camera footage.
-Yes, Chief.

Mr. Hasan, I need one more thing from you.

Of course.

Good morning, Selin.

Inspector, I reviewed Cem's footage
from the subway entrance.

During the time
when Melike's phone was pinging,

Cem bumped into someone
just before entering the station.

-But we can't see their face.
-Pull it up.

There must be other cameras nearby.
We'll find it.

Okay, Inspector.

Mr. Cavit.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Mr. Cavit.

Are you okay?
Would like something to drink?

No, thank you.

Can I see my daughter?

Is this it?

No, not that far. Rewind.

Let's see him at the simit stand.

-Man, do you know how to rewind? Give me.
-Here you go.

There. Zoom in on the bag.

That's it. Come on, cross the street.

Come on. Show me your face.

Good. Uncover your face, come on.

Come on, boy.

Oh f*ck.

Mr. Cavit, three months ago,

you had a long conversation
with your daughter.

Do you remember that?

Yes, I remember.

We had a long heart-to-heart.

That was the day she told me.

Did she tell you she'd gained weight,
despite appearing thin in the videos?

Yes.

She said, "Dad,
I don't want to do this anymore."

"I'm going to tell the truth."

And I said, "Tell them, sweetheart."

"You're already beautiful
just the way you are," I said.

"If you want,

you can leave everything
and come stay with us."

She said, "I promise, Dad."

She gave herself some time.

She said, "If not today, then tomorrow."

"And if not tomorrow, when the time comes,

I will definitely be myself."

Did you ever talk about it after that?

No, I didn't. I didn't call her either.

I gave her some space.

I have to take this. Sorry.

Yes, Serdar?

What's up, Inspector?

Is there an update?

Did you find the k*ller?

We did.

We did.

Take a look.

Do you think you look handsome?

But I…

Uncle.

What was your hand doing in Cem's bag?

He's the k*ller.

I saw their texts.

They were having an affair.

I mean, I just wanted to help you.

Thank you, Uncle.

Really.

On behalf of the police force,
we thank you.

What would we do without you?

You have the brain of a bird,
but you give advice like you're a genius!

Who the hell are you to help us?
You're behind every damn thing!

We go to Liva Flow. You're there!
You set up Cem on your own!

Who are you, huh?
Who do you think you are?

That's not the question.

The question is,
why did he take the phone?

What were you doing with Melike's phone?

Mobile banking.
I needed to transfer a payment to myself.

A payment had come in.

She was already sending you
every penny she made.

-Wasn't that enough, you vulture?
-Of course not!

It was the end of that monkey business.
He didn't like it.

-I didn't do--
-Don't raise your voice!

Don't raise your voice!

Inspector, listen, I…

I wasn't even there that day. You know it.

I mean, there's no way
I could have k*lled my own niece!

Fine, I may not have been
the best uncle in the world,

but I'm not a k*ller, Inspector.

We can release Cem now, Serdar.

Chief, Inspector,
social media is exploding right now.

What is it?

It started a few hours ago.

Somehow they figured out it's Melike.

It's been shared thousands of times.

They're talking more about her weight
than her death.

Could you go back?

Sure.

Is this a photo from our crime scene?
Are we sure?

It doesn't match
any of the crime scene photos, Chief.

Yeah, this was staged.

-Look, even the flower is in the frame.
-Who posted it first?

It circulated on this forum first.

Let's get Cyber Crimes involved.

I've contacted them, Chief.
They'll collect IP traces and metadata.

Also, Berk and I will infiltrate
private rooms with fake profiles.

Angry teens are on it.

-What's the post on the open forum like?
-Like this, Inspector.

IS THIS THE SO-CALLED HEALTH COACH?
ONE OF US DID THIS

"One of us did this." What does that mean?

Aren't those who m*rder women
always the same, Mr. Hasan?

"One of us."

You all should…

How kind of you to think of me

on your day off.

That influencer, Melike…

Photos of her body are everywhere.
I hope it didn't leak from us, Haluk.

You already know it didn't.

I assume you didn't call me here for that.

You assigned the box case
to Special Crimes.

Or rather,

they took it from you.

The unit is called Special Crimes
for a reason, Prosecutor.

Haluk, I don't know if you realize,

but Special Crimes was almost gone.

Neither you nor I could bring Önem back.

Serdar knew very well
that the box case would bring her back.

That's why he sent Gökçe to her.

Team spirit, huh?

An envelope was left
for Chief Inspector Önem.

In broad daylight.

-Right in front of everyone.
-Yes, Prosecutor. I know.

We're investigating it, don't worry.

How could I not worry, Haluk?

I have a bad feeling about this.

I'm just as concerned as you are.

But whoever did this,

they're not interested
only in the women receiving the boxes.

Chief Inspector Önem is being targeted
in broad daylight, Haluk.

At this point, the women receiving them
aren't the only ones to worry about.

I know, Prosecutor.

But Önem won't appreciate
us protecting her.

You know how much she hates it
when people interfere in her work.

Önem, please tell me
that photo didn't leak from us.

It didn't, Haluk.

This has gone too far.

You released all the suspects.
Semih was elsewhere at the time.

What do we have left? Nothing.

We've come up completely dry.

We need to close this case
before it blows up in our faces.

And now the perpetrators have
started to send you messages.

If I were you…

You're not me, Haluk.

Can you just accept that?

And you never will be.

You didn't finish your coffee.

The director is at it again.

Yes, tell me.

None of the masks from the theater is
the one we're looking for.

Decorative theater masks made
from cheap, tin-catalyzed material.

But the particles on Melike's face
are professional-grade and expensive.

Made of platinum-catalyzed silicone,
which is flexible and holds its shape.

The Spanish found platinum
in Colombian mines in the 16th century.

Back then, they called it "platina,"
meaning "little silver."

But today--

Wait, don't worry. I'll double the speed.

Today it's worth


I also found traces of PLA.
Polylactic acid.

The kind used in 3D printer filaments.

So the k*ller may have created
a 3D model of her face first

and cast the mask over it.

In short, the mask we're looking for is
completely custom-made.

Exactly.

So who makes these?
Where are they made? Did you find out?

-Bilge and I are looking into it.
-Who is Bilge?

My AI assistant. Bilge.

I see. Nice.

Guys, it's going to be a long night.
We're staying late.

We're all going to infiltrate
the private rooms on that forum.

Well, the coffees are on me.

How does Bilge take hers?

All right.

Hello.

Hello, how can I help you?

My grandpa is going to a party.

We're looking for a black patent leather
cat costume with a tail.

Serdar.

We're the police, bro.

Master Barış.

-What's up?
-The officers are asking for you.

How can I help you?

-So you're the master, huh?
-Yes.

How old are you, dude?

Nineteen.

Chief, look at the post that was shared
at 12:15 p.m. on the day of the m*rder.

"Cleanup successfully completed.
One more piece of trash gone."

It was right after the m*rder.

Yes.

There are dozens of comments.

There were supporters,
and some even congratulated him.

NOW THAT'S A REAL ALPHA

Everyone on this forum knows
exactly what he's implying.

They all know a woman was m*rder*d.

But some people didn't believe it
and mocked him.

So two days later,
they posted this photo to prove it.

BigBoss88.

Yeah.

It's cast from high-quality silicone
and fits the face perfectly.

I'll be damned.

Who orders these?

Well, they're ordered
mostly for parties or by collectors.

Do you keep records of customers
who order custom masks?

-Are you looking for a specific name?
-Yeah.

We are. Open up your list.

Semih Karabağ.

-Nope.
-Ezgi Tandoğan.

No, sorry.

Sometimes I put them here
with the name they use online.

Like what? A profile name?

Like a username. Do you know it?

BigBoss88.

BigBoss always connected from
a different IP address.

He uses a private network. A VPN.

Exactly.

I listed all users in Türkiye
who were connected to the same VPN service

when BigBoss shared that post.

Hard to trace, but not impossible
if Selin is on your team.

And look what I found.

MODEM OWNER:
MELİKE

During the time frame BigBoss posted,

he connected to the VPN
from the modem in Melike's house.

So he didn't leave the crime scene
right after k*lling her.

He stayed there a while.

And on top of that,
he bragged about his work on forums, huh?

Damn it, Oktay.

Damn it, Oktay.

Where's Oktay?

At school.

If you think you're protecting him,
you're making a huge mistake.

Tell us where he is.

-For his own good.
-I know what's best for my son.

I won't let you ruin his life.

What's going on here?
Gülçin, what's happening?

Do you know where Oktay is?

No. Has something happened to him?

She's not talking. She wants a lawyer.

Chief.

Go ahead.

I took samples from Oktay's terrace.

I found melted synthetics
on the tiles and in the drains.

Did they burn his clothes?

Looks like they tried to.
Nylon and polyester.

When those burn,
they release a stinky black smoke.

Okay, they must have panicked
and tried to put it out.

Take a look.

Then they threw them away.

Good job, Berk.

We'll find those clothes
you thought you destroyed, Gülçin.

I'll find them.

Count on it.

And I'll find out who they belonged to.

I hope I've made myself clear.

Yes.

I'm listening.

I did it.

You did it, huh?

You're making a big mistake.

Gülçin, you're making a big mistake.

Melike had been looking down on us
for many years.

She belittled my son.

One day, I heard her yelling.

I couldn't take it.

Gülçin.

Look at me.

I can spot a liar a mile away.

And besides, you're a very bad liar.

POLICE
GENERAL DIRECTORATE OF SECURITY

She's lying.

Yes, unfortunately, she is.

I've issued an arrest warrant for Oktay.

I've also requested an extension
on the parents' detention.

But still, we must act fast.

Don't worry, Prosecutor. Thank you.

BRO DID IT AGAIN… QUALITY WORK.

YOU GUYS ARE OVERHYPING HIM.
HE'S ALL TALK BEHIND A MASK.

AN ALPHA WANNABE…

I saw him.

I met him, for f*ck's sake.

HE NEVER EVEN SHOWED UP TO THE MEETUPS.
WHERE DID YOU SEE HIM?

At his hangout, bro.

WHO IS HE TO HAVE A HANGOUT?

YOU MEAN THE PARK?

He said "the park." Look.

Chief!

Chief, they're talking about a park
in the forum.

Keep going.

Yep.

Chief, Oktay is nowhere to be found.
We've looked everywhere.

Okay, there's activity on the forum.
We're looking into it now.

WHICH PARK, DUDE? DON'T TELL TALES.

Not everyone knows that place.

I shouldn't reveal his secret.

WHAT SECRET? WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS?

HE'S NOT THAT FULL OF sh*t.
HE MEANS THE AMUSEMENT PARK.

That's it.
There's a park by Oktay's school.

-With an amusement park in it.
-Yes. Right here.

I entered from the north side.

Understood, Mr. Hasan.

BIGBOSS ONLINE, GUYS.

BigBoss is online.

Once everyone started
talking about the park, BigBoss posted.

-He says, "I'll be there. Let's meet."
-Nobody in sight.

Selin, where in the park?
Did they say anything?

We're awaiting, Hasan.

Serdar.

We're after three young guys
who we think are following the forum.

Two are thin, and one is heavyset.

We're heading towards you, Mr. Hasan.

-He says, "Almost there. Get closer."
-Get closer.

Is he watching us?

Could there be a camera, Serdar?

New message.

"Come on over.
You're all in for quite a spectacle."

A spectacle?

A spectacle.

The items we found can be b*mb materials!

-A b*mb? This way!
-Clear the area!

-Run this way!
-Move!

-Evacuate the park!
-Run! There's a b*mb!

Come on, run!

-Come on, run!
-Evacuate the park!

-Sis, move!
-Everyone out, now!

-It could be a b*mb! Stay back!
-Chief! Stay away!

-Clear the area! Run!
-b*mb threat! Move!

Clear the park! Get up!

Run! Move!

Why are you leaving the child?

b*mb!

Serdar!

Chief!

Chief!

Hands in the air!

Are you okay?

Drop it!

"Oktay, I don't know who I am.
I'll reveal everything."

Bravo to you, Oktay.
You did a great impression.

Any background in theater?

Are you messing with us?

Why did that upset you so much?

Because I created her.

The person she said she didn't know
was my creation.

Do you know
how hard it is to achieve that?

There are so many technical details
you wouldn't understand.

For instance, she wasn't supposed to
move around too much.

There were specific clothes
she had to wear. I mean…

She couldn't have done it
even if she'd tried for years.

She was weak.

And spineless.

That's why

you had already decided to k*ll her.

And that's why you took the mask with you.

We talked that morning.

When she started saying all that nonsense,

I wanted to give her the message
that she was a fraud

walking around with the mask I created,

but she didn't get it.

-Because you're so smart.
-She was very surprised to see me there.

She got scared.

-Women are always like that.
-Oh, really?

Society pumps them up
with a false sense of power.

What made you think of taking a photo
of your cousin's body, Oktay?

Huh?

Stop laughing!

Hey!

You posted that photo on the forum.

Was that something you planned beforehand?

Huh?

Is that why you used a burner phone?

You thought no one would find you.

Right? Because you're so smart.

Why did you keep her phone?

I really enjoyed reading her texts
with Cem, the so-called love of her life.

Oh yeah? Why?

Is it because there's no one
in your life, Oktay?

Don't girls like you?

Does that hurt? Are you upset?

I don't need anyone to like me.

They always go for the same types anyway.

The ones they call

alpha males.

You k*lled Melike

because she was a very brave girl.

She had the courage to face herself.

Oktay.

But you don't. Not an ounce of it.

Selin, dear, congratulations.
You did a great job.

You're cracking it, pal.

Gökçe.

-Chief?
-What's the latest?

I'd like to come by if you're available.

I am. Come on in.

There is a woman named Melis Kara.

She was reported missing three days ago.

But I just spoke with her family.
Melis called them.

She said she wanted to get away
for a few days.

So it's not the Melis we're looking for.

Unfortunately, not.

All right. What else?

Also, the graphology report came in.

The handwriting matches, Chief.

All the notes were written
by the same person.

-Chief.
-Yes, Berk?

I found partial fingerprints
on the envelope.

There is no match,

but these two prints may belong to
different people.

The minutiae patterns don't match.

I knew they weren't working alone.

None of the women who received a box

knows or has information
on anyone named Melis.

-And no other missing Melis in Istanbul.
-Then we'll widen the search, Gökçe.

Check every missing person report
in the country.

-Understood.
-Thank you, Berk. Thank you, Gökçe.

You're slow today.

Is something bothering you?

Mom, I feel so sorry for Mert.

We're here, running. Life goes on.
But he can't do any of that.

Let's sit for a while.

I felt very sorry for Melike too.

That she felt she had to do
something like this,

and that she lost her life for it.

I get it though.

People are so cruel, Mom.

Especially online.

Constant insults, name-calling…

-Like "pick-me girl"?
-Yes.

But it's not just that.

There's constant contempt for women.

They call us "femoids."

As if we aren't human. Like we're robots.

And they even have a name for women

who are confident, outgoing,
and don't give men a chance.

They call them "Melis."