03x06 - The Black Bow

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Listen, don't worry.

We'll find out everything.

And we'll find Serra.

Please.

Berk.

Same box.

But

this time there's a symbol.

COLORING ACTIVITY
CHECK THE CRAYONS

No sign of forced entry.

Either someone she knew,

or they kidnapped her
as she was coming in.

This isn't just a threat anymore, Berk.

They are in action.

Berk.

Are you okay?

I'm…

scared.

I guess me too.

GRAVEYARD
THE BLACK BOW

Mr. Fırat.

Mr. Fırat, can we talk for a minute?

I'm listening.

Elena was your child's surrogate, right?

-Did my wife tell you that?
-No.

But can I ask
why you've hidden this from me?

Now I'm listening.

We kept it a secret
to protect our family's reputation.

You think Elena had something to do
with my sister's death?

Maybe. Looks that way.

Is that why you detained
Bülent and my wife?

Mr. Fırat.

-Was it you who found Elena?
-It was Ceyda.

She worked hard
and couldn't find time for the kids.

A friend recommended Elena.

So she started as a nanny?

She was great with Ceyda.
With everyone, actually.

Especially with Ceyda's kids.

And was it you
who asked her to be the surrogate?

When she found out we couldn't have kids,

she asked us if we'd consider a surrogate.

At first, Leyla wasn't into the idea.

The thought of another woman
carrying our child

felt strange to us.

But then, in a short time,

Elena became like family.

Then we made her the offer,
and she accepted.

When did she quit work?

Right after the birth.

Maybe ten or fifteen days later.

Well, Mr. Fırat,

surrogacy isn't legal in Türkiye.

As you already know.

Where did the birth take place?

We initially found a place in Georgia.

Then I told my father.

He didn't like it first,
but when he saw we were serious,

he did his own research.

He found a clinic in Cyprus.

He said, "If you're going to do it,
do it here,"

and we did as he said.

How did you get in touch
with this clinic in Cyprus?

They have a representative here.
Not an official one.

We booked an appointment.

Then we met at a café.

Sorry, we're a little nervous.

Please don't worry, Mr. Hasan.

Like I said before,
thousands of families resort to this.

Sure, but when it comes to children,
you still get anxious.

By the way, we can choose
the surrogate we want, right?

Of course you can.

You can find information
on all the candidates in there.

No rush. Pick whoever you want.

Um, there won't be any problems, right?

We heard it's not legal,
so we're a little…

We don't want any trouble.

Honey, what do you think of this one?

Sure, sweetheart. Whoever you want.

Don't worry about a thing.

It's completely legal in Cyprus.

Next thing you know,
you'll have a baby in your arms.

Well…

In Türkiye, it isn't.

You can't arrest me for that.

You're right.

Maybe not.

But for m*rder, I can.

Take a good look.

What do you think?

Now you're going to tell me
every damn thing you're involved in,

or I'll pin this on you.

What is there to tell, sir?

I'm the victim of a big misunderstanding.

-I'm in it for the money. I--
-Why would I care about you?

Tell me how the scheme works.

You know her?

I do.

Who is she?

The Ukrainian girl
who carried the Atikoğlus' baby.

The boss called me personally

and told me to attend to them
with extra care.

Who's your boss?

Who is it? Tell me now.

Mr. Ender.

We're dealing with
a massive criminal organization.

A network stretching
from Türkiye to Cyprus.

A classic cell structure.
No one knows about one another.

Members communicate
through a web-based app,

using overseas numbers.

It's almost impossible to crack.

Chief.

Come in, Serdar.

Inspector Tamer from Cyprus Police.
He's on the line.

Inspector Tamer.

Prosecutor, Director, and Chief Önem.

Did you inspect the clinic?

Yes, everything looks legal
and by the book.

Um, there have been a few complaints,
but nothing came of them.

They must have a place
where the women are held.

Who's the clinic owner?

Ender Sarıtaş. 44 years old.
A successful doctor.

Is he the ringleader?

Hard to say.

He's a respected
and well-liked businessman.

I see.

-Let's get started on the operation.
-So what's the plan?

We'll infiltrate where the women are held.

-Wait to hear from us.
-Will do.

This is a huge operation.

If we succeed,

we'll deal a major blow
to international human trafficking.

So be careful.

Will do, Prosecutor.

-Inspector, I'm free to go, right?
-Sit the hell down.

Don't rush it.

Help us, and you'll get out.
Not right away, but eventually.

What do you want?

Call the clinic.

Tell them a new couple is coming.

Say we'll pay extra up-front
to get an earlier appointment.

And we want Polina Kravili
as the surrogate mother.

You want to walk out of here?

Yes, sir.

-Yes?
-Of course.

We have a deal?

We have.

Who do we want?

Polina…

Polina Kravili.

Kravili.

The photo is authentic, Chief.

Taken ten days before Ceyda was m*rder*d.
At 12:32 p.m.

Something doesn't sit right
with me, Selin.

Why would Elena just up and leave
the mansion?

Maybe the ring found out about
the note to Elena and threatened the girl.

I don't think so.

The person Elena trusted the most
at that mansion was Ceyda.

She left the note to her.

Ceyda brought her into the mansion.

If they'd threatened her,

wouldn't she have called Ceyda
to warn her?

Maybe she didn't have time.

Or we're on the wrong track, Selin.

Maybe Elena

never left the mansion at all.

Who was at the mansion…

the day Elena left?

I don't know.
I wasn't at the mansion that day.

How come you don't?
Aren't you the steward here?

My husband Yakup is the steward,
and I handle the kitchen.

I wasn't feeling well that day,
so I went to the hospital.

It's true.

In fact, I told her,
"Wait for Yakup, he'll take you."

She was in a hurry.

She said goodbye to the kids and left.

So, Berk?

Chief,

they tried to sterilize the area,
but they failed.

These stains could be urine or vomit.

We'll know after the lab analysis.

Thank you.

Gürkan, open the bag.

Mr. Cemal is at the factory today.
Any updates, Serdar?

Chief, they didn't just burn
brush piles here.

There are other remains.

Okay. Bag it all.

And Mr. Hasan? Ah, there.

Chief.

Yes, Mr. Hasan?

Yakup and Gülbahar's son drew these.
His name is Eray.

-The one in the yellow raincoat?
-Yes.

Mrs. Gülbahar.

-Hi. Chief Inspector Önem Özülkü.
-Hi.

Your son drew this, right?

He's really talented.

Could I please speak with him?

Well, sure you can, Chief,
but he won't be able to answer.

He hasn't spoken since childhood.

Eray, hi.

I'm Chief Inspector Önem Özülkü.

You drew this, right?

You're talented.

Would you please help me, Eray?

It's very important to me.

Do you know Elena?

Is that her in this drawing?

Well, do you know where Elena is, Eray?

You do know.

She was k*lled about ten days ago.

-Cause of death?
-Poisoning.

The toxicology report showed
a substance found in pesticides.

Chief.

We found the same poison in the vomit.

Burnt remains in the garden. First item.

It's from a suitcase.

The color family is red or fuchsia.
The exact color can't be determined.

Second item.

These are the remains of a dress.

Both items could be Elena's.

The hair found in the grave?

The DNA from the grave belongs to
someone in the mansion,

but not to whom it's supposed to.

What do you mean? Another betrayal?

Wow. What a mansion.

You two were the last people
at that mansion I'd expect this from.

I never would've guessed.

You're calmer than I expected.

I'm just surprised.

Is that so?

You make mistakes when you're young.

Yes, I cheated.

That was 40 years ago.

It's all water under the bridge.

That doesn't prove I k*lled Elena.

You're right.

But your son's DNA found at the grave
you buried that poor girl in…

does prove it.

How did Elena find out, Mrs. Fazilet?
Did she overhear you talking?

What if Dad wants a DNA test?

Why would he?

I don't know.

He asked the baby's blood type
the other day.

I felt like he suspected something.

I don't want to live on edge anymore, Mom.

How much longer
do I have to pay for your sins?

It's up to you.

But if I were you,
I'd tell the whole truth.

Otherwise, this m*rder
will be pinned on your son.

So much time has passed.

If my son hadn't said,
"I think Dad suspects,"

I'd have forgotten about it.

Was it you who told Elena
to say goodbye to the kids?

Yes.

That way,

no one would suspect a thing.

Did you say goodbye to the kids?

Yes.

Come and taste this.

Is the sugar too little or too much?

Come on.

Open up.

Open your mouth.

I think the strawberries have gone bad.
It tastes tart.

I thought so too.

Mrs. Fazilet,

I won't tell anyone, you know.

I know.

But you can't stay here anymore.

What have you done?

Have you lost your mind, Mom?
You k*lled her?

What if she told someone?

Your dad would've kicked us out.

That girl carried my baby.

Mom, have you lost your mind?
Have you gone crazy?

Your life would've been ruined, you see.

It would've been ruined.

And that little baby?

At least think about that little baby.

Have some mercy on him.

Now you either help me clean up the mess

or go tell your father the truth!

I can't do this all by myself!

There were no problems.

I had no other choice.

My kids are everything to me.

I never had another life.

Everything would've been ruined
because of a mistake I made years ago.

Now it's even worse.

You ruined not just your own life
but your son's too,

and he did nothing wrong.

What's up?

Good. You find anything?

She's a kindergarten teacher.

She gets along well with her coworkers
and the students' parents.

She had a boyfriend.

They had a nasty breakup six months ago.

But the guy moved abroad
a few months prior anyway.

She doesn't seem to have had problems
with anyone else.

What do you have?

I checked the footage
from cameras around Serra's house,

but I couldn't find our courier.

I'll review all the footage once more.

Okay, thank you.

-Good luck.
-You too.

Kars, Antalya, Kırşehir, Muğla, Izmir.

And in Istanbul, I identified
five couriers matching the description.

We were right. This is how they deliver
the boxes and remain undetected.

Exactly.

And they arrange the plates
according to the cities.

Looks that way, Chief.
But there's something else I discovered.

All three couriers were caught on camera
in this area in Istanbul.

It's in Zeytinburnu,
near the industrial zone.

-They must have a common place they go to.
-Exactly.

Maybe they meet up.

Or pick up the boxes from there.

Maybe that's
where they're keeping Serra too.

Anything on Serra's box, Berk?

Unfortunately, no, Chief.
No DNA or fingerprints.

Okay.

-Yes?
-Chief, we're ready for the operation.

Good. We're heading out now,
and we'll be there in the afternoon.

Thank you.

Until we get back,
you dig deep into this case.

We have to find Serra.

As you say, Chief.

My wife of 40 years.

You knew her as well as I did.

You ever expected something like this?

I don't know what to say, Mr. Cemal.

I wish it had never happened.

-Cemal.
-Huh?

Eray is innocent. You know that, right?

You don't need to worry.

I owe him a thank-you, actually.

He woke me up from a 40-year dream.

Turns out I've been calling
someone else's b*stard "son" for years.

What are you gonna do?

We've seen and been through
a lot, Yakup, you know?

We'll bury our pain…

and tend to our business.

The factory will keep running.

-Same as always.
-As you wish.

What about the groom and the bride?

They're not allowed
in the mansion anymore.

That…

Give that baby back to its mother.

-What about the kids?
-The kids…

From now on, they can only see
their father under your supervision.

Starting now…

I'll take great care of my grandchildren.

CYPRUS

Inspector, we're almost there.

They'll drop you off near the hotel.

You can walk from there.
The hotel is close to the clinic.

Don't make a move until you hear from us.

Welcome.

How was your trip?

Very good.

Thanks.

I'll cut to the chase.

The surrogate is waiting inside.

Right this way.

Have a talk so you don't have any doubts.

-We'll talk later. Please.
-Thank you.

-Hello, Polina.
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Shall we sit?
-Please.

How are you?

Good. Thanks.

I'll get right to it.

How long have you been doing this?

For years.

-How many times have you given birth?
-Six.

No, seven.

I had a miscarriage once.

That's really sad.

Sorry.

We're a little nervous.

WE'RE FROM TÜRKİYE

WE FOUND YOUR SISTER
WE'LL SAVE YOU TOO

I understand.

I get nervous every time too.

Would you like one?

Keep it.

I have another pack.

He left the clinic.

Attention, all units.

The suspect's vehicle
is moving toward Gazimağusa.

Call Selin, Serdar.

All your tests are completed.

If you have no more questions,
congratulations!

Sorry, it's Mom.
If I don't answer, she'll lose her mind.

Sure. Give your mother the good news.

Mom?

Don't you worry. Everything is fine here.

I love you too.

Honey, my mom says hi.

Say hi back.

If something goes wrong,
can we get a refund?

Nothing has ever gone wrong.

-What if the clinic gets shut down?
-I don't get how.

You will soon.

Sit back down.

POOL - SAUNA - HOT TUB - STEAM ROOM - GYM

Chief!

Clear!

Police.

Relax. Police.

Get up.

Police.

Are you okay?

Relax. Police.

Okay, don't be scared.

Police. It's okay.

It's the police, girls. Don't be scared.

Polina?

Okay, calm down.

How did you get the note to Elena?

I saw Elena at the clinic.
She was really sweet.

She started talking to me.

We were both pregnant.
She was there for checkups.

Hello.

Hello.

-Where are you from?
-Ukraine.

I'm from Ukraine too.

I came here from Istanbul.

They're doing the checkups here.

Actually, I'm the nanny.

It's my first time

being a surrogate.

Quiet.

We weren't allowed to talk to others.
We were warned immediately.

So I waited for her
to come to the bathroom.

But I thought
she might have thrown the note away.

-I didn't have any hope.
-I see.

It's okay now.

It's okay.

Dear viewers, we interrupt our broadcast
with breaking news.

The Turkish police have carried out
yet another successful operation.

In coordination
with the Northern Cyprus police,

they've dismantled
a human trafficking ring.

Dozens of women in Cyprus
who were being forced into surrogacy

have been freed.

Polina!

Dashenka. Dasha.

I was so worried.

Who did you hire
to have Ceyda Atikoğlu k*lled?

-I have nothing to do with any m*rder.
-Bullshit.

All your men sang.

I'm responsible for Cyprus.
I don't know what happens in Türkiye.

I do as the boss says.

Who the hell is your boss?

-Halit?
-Yes.

-Where do we find Halit?
-You won't. Nobody can find him.

How do you communicate with him?

There's this Mukhtar, his right hand.
He relays the orders to us.

I thought Halit Abi was an urban legend.

Now this photo is exactly 47 years old.

The man in the back is Sarı Dayı,

one of the oldest mafia bosses in Cyprus.

After the Peace Operation,

he took in the orphaned children
of massacred families and grew stronger.

In the front left is Halit Abi.

Next to him is Mukhtar.

Both are orphans.

Nobody knows who they really are.

When Sarı Dayı passed away in 2001,
Halit Abi took over all his business.

Thanks, Inspector Tamer.

You're welcome, Chief.

Is this the evidence
from Ceyda's safe-deposit box?

Yes, Chief.

-Could you enlarge the photo, Selin?
-Right away, Chief.

Zoom in on the hand.

Ceyda found the ringleader.

That's why they k*lled her.

Mr. Cemal?

Good evening.

Chief Inspector.

I guess you caught my daughter's k*ller.

Sort of. We caught the inciter.

In your daughter's safe…

we found…

a few pieces of jewelry.

Sorry, Mr. Cemal.
I didn't want to upset you.

Grandpa.

Oh, my little one.

Come here.

What's wrong, princess? You can't sleep?

Oh, Mom's jewelry.

Yes.

You remember these?

I loved this one.

I wore it once.

Mom saw me.

She said, "It's too early
for you to wear that."

She was right.

Grandpa, I really miss Mom.

Me too, sweetheart. I really miss her too.

Nisa, dear.

Since you remember these…

Take a look.

See if you remember this one.

Grandpa, they found your ring!

We've been looking for it.
Did Mom take it?

Good evening, Mukhtar.

If I hadn't seen your younger photos,

I never would've recognized you,
Mr. Cemal.

Or should I say Halit?

Chief!

I thoroughly examined the box
from Serra's place.

The red bow was printed with regular ink.

It's the first time
they've used a symbol on the boxes.

They've moved on to the next step.

Because sending boxes to scare people
isn't enough anymore.

Go on, Berk.

The box dimensions
and the weight are the same.

No fingerprints.

No contact-related tissue
or fiber residue.

The same as the others.

They're trying hard not to leave evidence.

Yes.

But sometimes
what we don't find can tell a lot.

Stuff that isn't there
can tell a whole story

by whispering it to us.

We just have to get close to hear it.

I reexamined all the boxes
under a microscope.

No printer's marks.

No tracking dots.

No hidden time stamps.

So they aren't products
of a digital device but an analog one.

-The old-school way. Die-cutting, huh?
-Exactly.

We know the numbers on the bottom
aren't digitally printed.

I also found mold on a few boxes
we've got more recently,

some already sporulating.

Types of mold.

Stachybotrys.

Chaetomium.

Chaetomium was established in 1829
by German mycologist Gustav Kunze.

The name is ancient Greek.
"Chaeta," aka hair.

Because under a microscope,

the setae resemble
strands of hair or silk.

They're found in damp, humid spaces
like old storerooms.

Sporulation takes months.

The main source of food
for Chaetomium completes the story.

Cellulose.

Cellulose?

So paper, like cardboard?

Gökçe, check if there's a printing house

at that industrial zone you mentioned.

I'm on it, Chief.

Open up! Police!

When you're under attack,
your body goes into protection mode.

Your blood sugar drops.
Your ears ring. Your heart races.

In such moments,
just focus on your breathing.

Nothing will happen.

We're here for you.

Chief, clear!

Clear!

THE INNOCENT PRINCESS STRIPS

CASANOVA

Chief, Serra is not here.

We found blankets upstairs.
She might've been held here.

Sixty-four more women.

Correct, Director.

You can see some of these have
a red bow on them.

Like the one on Serra's box.

So these women are to be kidnapped.

Yes. And on some of them,
there's a black bow,

which might indicate
a more advanced stage.

I remember this magazine.

-It's an obscene publication.
-Yes, Director.

It's an erotic magazine from the 1980s
that constructed male fantasy.

It was sold in sealed bags
to protect minors from obscenity.

It's easy to put magazines in bags,
but what about social media and forums?

True.

There's a safe here!

The key is in it. I'm opening it.

Almost identical to the boxes we have,
but it looks much older.

And no numbers or symbols on it.

What's inside?

Bag these.

Chief!

Yes, Serdar?

"Önem, I understand you want to protect,

but your work starts
only after it's too late,

and yes, the numbers will grow."

Understood. Got it.

Chief, they found
a woman's body in Ephesus.

Next to the body was a box,

and on the bottom of the box,
a black bow symbol.