What if the man is right?
Barış was overwhelmed by the recent events, he was trying to be discharged by passing the news and spending hours on the site he had been a member of for 15 years. He knew most of the members in absentia. It was noteworthy that some members of the site have not shared anything and have not made any comments recently. He had caught his attention before, but he hadn't dwelled on it. After saying "There is a certain bit of a thing in this business, I have to search for it", he started to work. He was already in the night shift today, he had time until morning.
He first made a list of the members he suspected: Soap, Blackwater, Blue Eagle, Margarine, Crab, Jester, Iceland, Cowboy, Saddlebag, Whale, Iceberg and Ant. The profile information of the suspected members was closed, but Barış did not give up. He gathered information about which country, which city they live in, what job they are engaged in, their gender and age, both from their posts and comments. One of them was a transporter, one was a cashier at a bank, one was a real estate agent, some were taxi drivers, one was a telecommunications agent, one was buying and selling foreign currency. Very strange, he couldn't find any of them first or last names. He also recorded some of the quick correspondence between these members on the computer.
"Blue Eagle: I will swim in the ocean to your heart's content!"
"Clown: fill the ocean acorns in saddlebags!"
"Crab: don't hunt seagulls while collecting bonito!"
"Ant: bird's milk is good, drink plenty in the ocean, if it increases, bring it to me!"
At the time of the above correspondence, most members perceived it as a joke and sometimes talked about deer for days. Barış was not very interested at that time, but now, looking at the event from a different angle, he believed that these correspondences were hidden messages.
What people had encountered on the website of which he was a member of VİP for years: advertising himself, looking for a spouse, looking for friends, provoking, pouring his spiritual depression on the site, making use of his free time on the site or making political propaganda. He was used to these, but he could not allow a virtual gang to communicate through the site. He did not even want to consider who the dark people served, what events they were involved in. He would definitely report a suspicious situation to the police, such as those who did not share much but negatively commented on everything shared, who caused mischief among the members, disappeared after the great events in the country, did not share anything, never comment, and did not send encrypted messages among themselves. It was a homeland debt, it would do its part without hesitation. Barış was a guard in a building very close to the police headquarters. Most of them knew the police, they would be happy to help him.
He dreamed for a moment; he thought that a very dark gang would be caught thanks to those who had helped and abused the gigantic events, and who were perhaps involved in these events. He also had to have an idea of how they work: haulers carry supplies to certain thugs, real estate agents put bandits in secret homes, bank workers provide money, foreign currency dealers launder money when necessary, taxi drivers collect information, etc.