1. Female students who chose the death penalty to cover their foreign boyfriends

To cover for a foreign boyfriend, she chose a female college girl who’s dead.

A promising female university student, who took responsibility for drug trafficking and the death penalty in order to cover up her black boyfriend.

A girl can be so ignorant and stupid that I don’t have a concept until the next case. The story is also a story about the entry of drugs, and the story is also about a girl and a college girl at 211 universities. This story tells us how an ignorant love destroys a famous school graduate who would have had a good future, and she finally chose self-destructiveness for her so-called foreign “boyfriend” love.

Because of the special task of doing a major task, one year in August, I was seconded to the airport port, another ordinary night, when a flight from Viet Nam slowly landed, and more than 130 passengers were waiting to get off the plane.

The control of entry at airports is much simpler than at land ports, because aircraft have a warehouse receipt management system, which means that at land border crossings, we conduct a single check of arriving passengers to see their faces, to see their declarations, to find, through their X-ray luggage, possible smugglers hidden in them, just as I did in the first case of heroin, and I discovered it with the watchman on the X-ray machine. This is a huge workload for some of the major ports that can reach more than 100,000 people per day.

And at the airport ports, things will be relatively simple, because airlines submit to border law enforcement all passengers’ entry and exit information before they take off, and when they do not enter, we know what time they will enter, what baggage declarations they will have, and all their entry and exit records.

Prior to the landing of the plane, the early warning system that we examined showed that a Song girl from Shaanxi had to be given special attention, because immigration records showed that she had gone to Ho Chi Minh City for the third time in the last six months, and that at most three days each time in Ho Chi Minh City, her out-of-view city was largely in Shaanxi, but the entry cities were in three provinces in the south-east and south-west, and most importantly, had to travel to and from Viet Nam very often, after having issued a private passport.

Soon after more than 130 passengers got off the plane and picked up their luggage, they came to the customs declaration channel, and we locked up a passenger in a red T-shirt and white dress who was this Miss Song, who chose the undeclared route and placed her suitcase on an X-ray machine, and was ready to pick up her luggage behind the X-ray machine.

The Chief of Section of the Inspection II Section led me to the X-ray machine. There are also many rules on X-rays showing organic objects, and this time the color is deep, which should be thicker in the case.

Another customs officer, Wu, called her to the identification table. She’s about a metre, she’s white, she’s dressed up, she’s got a good eye, she’s got a pretty good look at the past. The Chief asked for her passport. He whispered to us, “24 years old,” and asked her, “You’ve flown back from Ho Chi Minh, how many times have you been?” I’m sorry.

She clearly seemed a little nervous, and her right hand pulled her dress, and she said, “Yes, I went to Vietnam, I’ve been there three times recently.” I’m sorry.

Chief Zhou went on to ask her, “Is Ho Chi Minh so fun?” Always going to Ho Chi Minh? I’m sorry.

She looked at us and said, “Well, that’s better. We obviously feel she’s getting nervous.

I let her open the box. She opened the box, and there were a few hard-skin paintings, and then I smelled the familiar acid — the heroin-specific smell. Chief Zhou and Little Woo-sung also found the taste of the paintings.

Then Chief Zhou asked her, “What are you doing in Vietnam with these paintings?”

Ms. Song is afraid to look at her, and she says, “It’s just someone who likes it better and buys it back.” I’m sorry.

She immediately added, “I prefer to cut paper, and I bought it for decoration. I’m sorry.

When I almost laughed, I put on my gloves and looked through this cardboard book, which was obviously heavier than what was supposed to be, and all of it was Chinese, and I was kind of happy to ask her, “Oh, Vietnam is selling Chinese now, and Chinese is Chinese, too? I’m sorry.

Chief Zhou looked at me very seriously and asked her, “Did someone bring you back?” I’m sorry.

She said, “Aah,” she didn’t say anything.

We took her to the disposal room on the side, set up the five hard-paper collections, and then Wu took out the scissors and broke the hard shell of the top hard-paper book, which contained a thin, dark brown powdered object in a plastic bag.

The soon-to-be test box showed that it was heroin, and each picture book had a small bag of these, which we called gross weight, 2.35 kg.

Chief Zhou called the detectives and told them to send someone, and I said to the girl, “Who asked you to bring it? You’d better tell us earlier to cooperate with us, or the heroin will be yours. The last time I met a girl your age, I didn’t cooperate with our investigation, I was shot. I’m sorry.

When I heard “gunshots,” the girl was shaking, and she said to me, “This is what my classmates brought me to Vietnam, and I brought her to me for $1,000, and I brought her a couple of times, and I asked her what she didn’t say, and I didn’t think it was good, but I didn’t know what it was. I just want to make some money for some makeup. I’m sorry.

Chief Zhou asked her, “Where are your classmates? Where is it now? How do you get in touch with her and how do you get the goods to her? I’m sorry.

She was already shaking a little, and she said, “I contacted her before I got on the plane, and she was supposed to call me, and I won’t talk to her today and I’ll find myself a place to stay. I have a classmate who’s coming here tomorrow from Malaysia, and she’s here tomorrow, and the fellow who asked me to bring something to get it. I’m sorry.

Chief Zhou immediately said, “When your classmates call, you tell him you’re off the plane. Everything’s fine now. You’re looking for a place to live. We’ll be back in a minute. They’ll take care of the rest. Do you understand? I’m sorry.

She cried and said, “Yes, yes. I’m sorry.

I added, “Don’t cry now. Your performance is critical. You’ll just say a few words. I’m sorry.

She cried and noded her head.

She told us how they used to talk before, and then we simulated it and asked her to wait and make the same phone call.

After a little while, someone called, and Song said, “That’s her.”

We’ll have Ms. Song pick up the phone and turn it on.

It’s a girl’s voice, speaking standard Mandarin, and it sounds very gentle, and the phone says, “Aru, you’re here. I’m sorry.

I made a gesture to calm the girl, and she said to her phone: “Yes, I have landed at the airport, and there is nothing. I’m sorry.

The girl on the phone said, “Well, you’ve had a hard time too, rest today and see you tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

The call will be over after Ms. Song has answered “See you tomorrow”.

Having heard this brief conversation next to me, I am a little shocked that I have been through a lot of cases, as well as a drug case, which is the least technical conversation I have ever seen, unlike the one involving the most serious direct death in China’s worst criminal law, as if it were a conversation between my classmates. It reminds me that when I went to college, my fellow students from far away came to school, and I asked him, “Where are we? When he arrives, I will say, “The road is hard.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help but ask her, “What are you doing here? You college kids?”

She looked at me and said, “Yes, I graduated from a university in Shaanxi. Her name is Seo Mingya. She is a friend of mine in one of our dormitories. I’m sorry.

I’m even more shocked to hear that my first girlfriend went to college in Xi’an, that I used to go to Si’an when I went to school to play with her, that I’m familiar with the school that she said was a 211 university, that students who could go to such a school were very powerful people in my mind.

Although I should not be in charge of the trial, I cannot help but continue to ask: “What are your specialties? What do you do now? Why do you do this? I’m sorry.

She cried again, and said, “I studied English, and Seo Myung-ya also studied English, and I taught at an English-language training institution, where she had been in foreign trade companies. My classmate’s name is Guo Tianhui. She doesn’t seem to be working at the moment. I’m sorry.

And he said, “I’ve spent more time on it, and I don’t usually get paid much, and I’ve brought three or four thousand dollars a month, and I’ll give it to you for a thousand or two thousand dollars. I think it’s nothing. I know it’s not legal, but I didn’t think you were talking about heroin. I know about heroin. I’ve studied it in school. I know it’s definitely gone. I’m sorry.

My salary was just over $2,000 a decade ago, and I thought that she had $34,000 a month and that my dream was when she could get over $4,000.

The members of the investigation department arrived soon, and Chief Cheng brought two men to brief us on the situation. Chief Zhou told him that the girl was still working more closely with us, that she had been contacted on her way here, and that progress was now stable.

“It’s like talking to her classmates. I added:

Chief Zheng did not pick me up and took pictures of what the girl was carrying, and then the girl pointed to the suitcase and took photographs of the drug separately. After taking her picture, she had the girl sit on the couch and she had a chair next to her. He is very serious: “You are now smuggling large quantities of drugs into the country, suspected of drug trafficking and particularly large amounts, and can be sentenced to death. I’m sorry.

I observed that Ms. Song was convulsed again, but Chief Zheng did not stop and went on: “It is good that you are willing to cooperate with us now, and it will help you in sentencing later. Did you hear what I asked you about your life and your future? I’m sorry.

Listen up. The girl whispered:

I’m also most interested in this classmate and girlfriend, whom Ms. Song has just described, who told us that Seo Mingya is from Henan, younger than both of them, but that she is well organized and well studied in school, has always been at the top of the list and has achieved a particularly good grade eight in English, which she could have received a scholarship almost every year. However, Xu Mingya, who did not want to study English any more, said that she was enough to use English as a tool to abandon her graduate studies in law. But Xu Ming Yashang failed the exam for 10 points and, unfortunately, went to work. Because of her good performance and her good words, and her good job search, she was promoted to a sector manager after only two years of work in a Shaanxi foreign trade company. However, shortly after the promotion, he went to Guangdong to continue his foreign trade.

Ms. Song went on to say, “A year ago, Seo Mingya said that she knew a foreign boyfriend, that she was very nice to her, and that since then I’ve had little contact with them, but one day she said that she would pay me for something she brought her. I also asked her why she did not go on her own, and she said she was busy working. I began by refusing, and then she told me once that I could get $1,000, and sometimes something more could give me $2,000, and I was moved to do it for two months. I’m sorry.

Chief Jung said, “Well, who let her do this to your classmate, Tsumingya?” I’m sorry.

Ms. Song, with the paper towel in her hand, said, “I don’t know, and she won’t ask me, so I’ll just take her something. Another classmate, U Tianhui, is from Shaanxi. All I know is that Xu Mingya also came to her to bring her goods, but I don’t know how many times she’s done it, and I happen to be here this time, so I’m going to give it to Seo Mingya tomorrow.” I’m sorry.

Chief Zheng’s colleague made a serious statement, as the next entry flight was only a few minutes away, so I am here to listen.

Chief Jung went on to ask, “How many times have you brought the goods? I’m sorry.

She said, “The first time she went to Vietnam without anything, she asked me to play, once from Hong Kong, with a Hong Kong pass, twice to Vietnam, $1,000 to Hong Kong, and $2,000 to Viet Nam twice. I’m sorry.

Compared to the girl who had met before, it was 20,000 yuan, but the girl was less than her. I was thinking, because she was turned over, and maybe there’s a trade-off.

After nearly an hour of interrogation, Ms. Song told everything she knew and was taken back to the P.D. for detention. I thought, “These girls only cry when things happen.”

The next night, we were prepared to wait for Ms. Song’s classmate, Guo Tianhui, to enter the country and then capture her, while Song Yaju and her luggage and cargo, which we captured yesterday, were dressed in our shift room at the airport, ready to deliver with Guo Tianhui to pick up the cargo and catch the fish — because we all believed that it was impossible for just a few girls to have access to so many sources of drugs, and there must have been a directive later that we estimate that the foreign boyfriend behind Seo Myung Ya would be the biggest problem.

Under the direct command of the Director-General, the Investigation Section and other units in the Department of Policing are prepared to arrest them and those behind them.

We know how Kwok Tianhui will arrive, and she takes off from Sabah, Malaysia, heading for Hong Kong and then to the city where we are. The plane landed at 8:40 p.m., the last international flight of the day, and soon we locked her out of more than 100 passengers, wearing yellow T-shirts, jeans and a thin white coat, and a big suitcase. When she got off the plane, she was in a state of panic and almost ran to the declared position after the luggage was removed and removed.

We watched her go into the undeclared lanes, passed over the suitcases, and there was not much in the suitcases, showing that there were two pairs of shoes and some clothes in them. I looked at them again as if there were nothing in the same pattern as before, but the shoes contained some dark colours, which meant that the material in the shoes was definitely different and there was something in them.

I called her over, asked for her passport, took a look at her, and she was obviously not as good-looking as her classmate Soniaru, with one eyelid, full-faced, a little dark, 24-year-old. I seriously said to her, “Kou Tinhui, your luggage needs to be checked and come with us later. I’m sorry.

Ms. Guo was obviously panicking, and she said, “Why should I go back? I’m sorry.

I said to her, “Customs are routine, please cooperate. I’m sorry.

She followed me to the back with one of our co-workers, and Chief Zhou and Xiao Wu were waiting for her. I took her cell phone. I’m sorry.

She clearly appeared nervous, opening her suitcase and leaving her jacket in it. When I saw this move, I asked her, “Are we hotter than Malaysia? I’m sorry.

She obviously didn’t think that she would be asked, and put on her jacket already in her suitcase, and then panicped and said, “It’s not hot, it’s not hot. I’m sorry.

I took a closer look at her passport, mainly from Malaysia and once in Viet Nam. Xiao Wu carefully examined her suitcase next to her, and we’re sure there’s no problem, but two pairs of muffin shoes, apparently glued to industrial glue, added: “They also have problems with the chocolate boxes, and the packaging should be re-stuffed. I’m sorry.

This time, we called in Chief Jung, who was in the watch room, and then we started to take off her shoes and chocolate, which contained a small bag of plastic, dark brown powder, and when the chocolate was opened, they also contained the same package, each of which was 10 grams, all of which together weighed 586 grams. Without exception, all of these items have a positive reaction to the morphine reagent box, reflecting an extremely close colour to heroin.

Chief Zheng said to her: “Tonight you will deliver, where will you go and how will you contact?” Tell us quickly that your friend Soniaru has told us everything. We’re giving you a chance. I’m sorry.

Ms. Guo was surprised, and she said, “No way, she can’t know. We didn’t know until we landed. They didn’t tell me where to go. I’m sorry.

“I repeat, I give you a chance to live.” I’m sorry.

Then she calmed down, and she said, “I do not know what I bring. It was brought by someone who was with me. I didn’t touch it. I didn’t know what it was.” I’m sorry.

Chief Zheng swayed at her and said, “Well, I’m sure you do not know what it is, but now you must cooperate with us in our investigation and capture all your classmates and your classmates, so that you may bear the burden of sin.” I’m sorry.

Then the voice of Miss Guo was raised a little, and she said, “I am not guilty, I am not guilty. This is not mine. I do not know what this is. How can I be guilty?” You customs can’t insult people. I’m sorry.

The Chief of Section, Zheng’s desk, said, “You’re fucking with us! “The little girl’s head is down.

Then he turned his head and said to one of his comrades in his section, “Gim, time is too tight. Suh Mingya will contact them later. Go and take care of Soniaru’s situation and make sure she doesn’t have problems.” As was the case yesterday, they should have called on the line and they should have delivered it tonight. I’m sorry.

After that he said to me, “The situation may be a little complicated today, and I think you young people will have to do more.” I’m sorry.

I immediately replied, “The leader will do what he wants me to do. The last flight of the inspection is here, and there is no job. I’m sorry.

He was just about to speak to Ms. Guo, and suddenly her phone rang and the dial number was Seo Myung Ya. Chief Zheng immediately said, ” Pick up the phone and say that the person has arrived, that everything is normal now, and ask her where she is and where she will deliver it. I’m sorry.

Miss Guo didn’t talk, looked at the phone and never answered.

Chief Zheng said, ‘Get the phone, as we say, I am saving your life!’ Ms. Guo looked at us and still hasn’t answered.

Chief Zheng said to the soldiers, “Take care of her, and hurry to the guard room on the side. I followed him. She said to Soo-Ju, “When Seo Myung-ja calls, you will speak as you normally speak.” The others, as we taught you this morning, try to determine where the goods will be picked up, and if she does not say so, do not ask questions. If she says why Guo Tien-hye didn’t answer the phone and ask if you’re in touch, you must tell her there’s no contact. I’m sorry.

Ms. Song looked at Chief Jung with some fear and noded her head.

Then, after a few minutes, Seo Myungya called and said, “Where are you now?” I’m sorry.

Ms. Song said, “It’s near the airport, it’s in the hotel that you were told yesterday. I’m sorry.

The phone said, “Wait for the next hour, room 1908, I’m here. I’m sorry.

It’s the simplest delivery communication I’ve ever seen, to the simple point that I think it’s a scam, and that so much heroin involves a transaction that doesn’t know a few lives, and it’s a direct deal, and the cases that were previously involved are to wait for the road.

On the phone, he asked: “Did you contact Tianhui?” I didn’t answer either. I’m sorry.

Ms. Song stopped and looked at us and said, “I have little to do with her, but I probably just got off the plane and didn’t hear it. I’m sorry.

The girl on the phone said “good” and hung up.

Our colleagues at the P.D.A. immediately set up, Deputy Commissioner Zhang led the team to the nearby area, we took Ms. Song to the nearby hotel, and for security reasons, another car went to the nearby area with Ms. Guo.

In about 40 minutes, the car arrived at this luxurious five-star hotel here, outside the fountain and the luxury hall. Chief Zheng gave the suitcases and the drugs to Miss Song, and said, “Many of us are looking at you. Don’t be nervous. Just give her something. Don’t talk too much. We have people on both sides of the room, and we can hear anything. I’m sorry.

Another Ms. Guo received two more calls, but she has not had the courage to answer them. The leader arranged for two people to look at her and all of them went to the scene.

Everyone changed their plainclothes, because I was directly involved in the delivery, and I said I was going to arrest them, and they said I didn’t need me, so let me wait in the hall, I listened to the leadership arrangements, and another colleague named Wei waited in the lobby, waiting for further instructions.

Everything was normal, and the investigators quickly went through the front desk to find out the details of their stay and, with the cooperation of the hotel, obtained the room cards for the two rooms in the vicinity, with a room on the side and some arrangements being made. The hotel reception also gave us a situation where the girl occasionally brought a black man, but the black man said he didn’t live here and would leave every night, so he had no registration information, but because Chinese girls were too visible with black people, they knew about it in the hotel for two days.

Chief Zheng immediately briefed us on the situation on the walkie-talkie and arranged for two more men to accompany me and Wei in the hall to draw our attention to all blacks entering and leaving the hotel.

The delivery was said to have been smooth, and Ms. Song called and said that Suh Mingya had gone to the elevator to brush the cards and then brought her into the room, where she gave her the lifting box and then took out 2,000 dollars in cash, for less than five minutes. I watched her walk out the hall. Everything was normal. Our men drove a taxi near the hotel lobby to pick her up and took her away.

Chief Zheng then said on the walkie-talkie: “There is only one person in 1908, identified as a suspect, Xu Myung-ya, and all units remain on standby until black people appear. I’m sorry.

Other people said on the walkie-talkie that Seo Myung-ya had called Ms. Guo again, and this time she finally answered that it had taken her a long time to get off the plane to find her luggage, so she did not notice the call and went to her immediately. I can’t believe she doesn’t doubt it. Let her go.

About an hour later, it was 11:00 p.m., when a black man finally appeared in the lobby and I saw him coming down from a taxi. He looks tall and above a metre, but he’s really dark, with big eyes and a typical African look that is particularly visible in this golden hall.

The route he walked deliberately chose to stay away from the front desk, and we saw Seo Mingya go down to the elevator on the first floor, hugging him and then going upstairs.

Soon after they had entered the room, when we were waiting for the news, we suddenly heard the voice of Chief Zheng on the radio, saying, “Come on! Now!

There were loud voices and “police, police, don’t move, don’t move” on the radio. However, it soon became quiet, and Chief Cheng put us on standby and took two men to the elevator.

In a moment, I saw a black man and a girl who, even if taken, could judge that she was not tall and had no character, and that it should be impossible in the crowd to show her a second look, that two people were taken into two separate cars, and that I and a few people in the lobby followed Ms. Guo’s business car and went to the police.

Ms. Guo has been handcuffed, and I asked her colleague in the car, “What’s the hurry? I’m sorry.

The colleague in front looked back at Ms. Guo and said to me with outrage: “This silly X, who had just called her, said to her: “They went after you.” There are still people who do this, and we’re here to prevent an accident. I’m sorry.

I looked at Guo Tinhui, who was finally handcuffed to the side door, and thought, “How could there be such a fool in this world?” But I hate to say, “Good friend, good friend, good friend, huh? I’m sorry.

Ms. Guo was handcuffed to the doorknob above the door to the commercial car, and she turned her head hard and looked at me without talking.

My colleagues in the front row have asked me not to speak to her, and I think everyone has nothing to say to her. I didn’t have any sympathy for her because she almost failed our whole plan.

Wei was called to do further interrogations when he arrived at the P.D., because I was not a member of the investigative services, and I was not involved in the interrogations, and I was waiting outside for the latest news — and one of the main reasons for my enthusiasm for these drug cases was the ease with which they worked, which I had learned from the first case and had been passed on as a classic case of the General Service.

After an hour, I looked at the watch, it was almost 1:00 in the morning, and Wei came out of the interrogation room, and I asked him a few questions: “Is there a way out? Can the people in the back hold? I’m sorry.

Wei shook his head and said to me, “The girl didn’t admit anything, we told her to identify the man. She had to say that she bought the heroin herself, that she organized the transport herself, that the black man was her boyfriend, and that she knew nothing about the drugs. A young girl who had just graduated three years ago had no way of finding a source of poison from abroad. She simply did not identify her and could not possibly get her offline. Let’s see what happens at the trial tomorrow. I’m sorry.

He lit a cigarette, and he said to me, “The Chief said the man did not know anything, and Guo Zianhui said to him, “Let her take the blame.” It’s really tough. I’m sorry.

I waited for a while, and when Chief Jung came out, I asked him what else he needed from me, and he said he didn’t have to do anything, so I went to a military bed in the duty room to sleep.

Although I was not in charge of advancing the latter case, I was aware of its follow-up. The girl had determined that she was organizing all the drugs, and her Ghanaian boyfriend Alan had no idea about it, and Alan had determined that they were just friends and friends, that he knew nothing about the smuggling of drugs, and that he would not do anything to convince him that all the heroin had come to China himself.

Our P.D. and local public security anti-drug services have done all they can to prove that Alan was in fact behind the scenes. To save the life of this young Chinese girl, we did not know how many biocensorial tests the suitcases and heroin had done (which cannot be said in detail) and did not know how many people she had found to persuade us to identify Alan for her drug trafficking, went through all the instant communication tools of both of them, looked for evidence of her being abetted for drug trafficking from the two girls who had been arrested, and did not know how many friends Suh Mingya had been found to learn about her work and about her love. We even asked her parents’ grandfather to do her work, but without exception, without any gain.

Suh Mingya has been claiming to be a drug dealer from beginning to end without her black boyfriend from Ghana knowing that her boyfriend, Alan, was acquitted 37 days after being detained for the longest period authorized by the Public Prosecutor ‘ s Office. As border law enforcement, we know that this Alan left China the next day and flew to Ghana, and we have no way of doing that. We have no evidence of his involvement in drug trafficking.

All of us are sorry to continue with this case, with Seo Myung-Yan, 22 years old, she’s an only child, she’s in college earlier, she’s in college at 16, she’s in school at 20, she’s in school, she’s in high school, she’s in English eighth grade, she’s fluent, she’s not studying because she doesn’t study because she doesn’t study. Alan was the first boyfriend she ever talked about, and like all the blacks in West Africa, they were very nice to Chinese girls, who fell in love and tried to help their boyfriends out after being arrested by law enforcement. Of course, we think that what she’s doing is to communicate with Alan without any trace, and Alan taught her to do it for counter-investigation.

From the confessions and investigations of other girls, we know that she was involved in the smuggling and transport of at least 18 kilograms of heroin, which is already a very serious case of drug smuggling that could be solved through customs inspection channels. I knew less about what had happened after she had been brought before the Public Prosecutor ‘ s Office, but it was not until after she was immediately sentenced to death in the first instance that I heard that the Public Prosecutor ‘ s Office had told her that all the drugs had been brought by her boyfriend, that at first she had brought her own poison, and that, because of her busy work, she had found her own classmates, Son Yaju and Guo Tianhui, who usually brought her own poison, and that she had left 1,000 or 2,000 dollars, and that the rest had been given to her classmates.

Then we went to the P.D.S. to provide additional information before the second trial, and I heard another detail. Guo came back late that night because he was going to Hong Kong to transfer the plane, because it was cheaper to fly to Hong Kong first, and it was cheaper to fly directly to Hong Kong, so Guo could save his boyfriend money.

This has caused me and Wei Wei to boast, because the switch meant an increased risk of being captured by Hong Kong Customs, and Xu Mingya was able to save more than $600 for the so-called “boyfriend” and put herself and her best friend in a more dangerous situation, while her best friend, Guo Tian Hui, went to “protect” her during the most critical period of her arrest by law enforcement agencies. I think that, if it were not for the call that Guo took to warn him, perhaps we could have detected Alan’s bioprospecting material on the evidence so that we could have brought him to justice without Xu Myung-ya’s statement, rather than let him be innocent and escape justice.

Of course, the case was followed by a long delay, as Guo Tianhui, who was sentenced to death in the same first instance, also appealed, and Song Yaju was sentenced to life imprisonment for a particularly large number of drug-smuggling offences with significant success.

We have a lot of work to do, and it’s almost three years since I’ve almost forgotten this, and one day a colleague sent me a link to a well-known television station’s rule-of-law programme, and he tweets to me, “Is this not a well-known case? I’m sorry.

The show was called ” Drug Trafficking Female Students ” , and I looked at it and found that the main character was Seo Myung-ya, but she was much fatter than when I first met her, and she was sentenced to death immediately after three months, and this was produced by this famous television station in order to wake up the young.

She was calm, and when she talked about her boyfriend, she laughed, but still thought Alan was really nice to her, and she said, “I don’t know why I had to protect him at the time. I think this is love. I think there are people so nice to me, and I think I should do something brave for love. I’m sorry.

She also said, “I don’t want to think about it, I eat and drink every day and talk to people, and they die, but now I feel that my death is really worthless.” I’m sorry.

She seemed to be calm and even happy at the end of the show, and she cried only at the end, and she said to her parents before the TV, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m an only child.” She said a lot about it, but she couldn’t even cry.

The film ended with a big line: “Suh Myung-ya was executed when it was aired. She was 25 years old at the time of execution. I’m sorry.

This film doesn’t tell the story of the other two girls, but it’s not hard to find out about the other girls in the case. Her best friend, Guo Tianhui, who made it difficult for us, was executed at the age of 27, and I have never heard of her again, while Soniaru, who actively cooperates with us in her work, has been sentenced to life imprisonment and is currently serving a prison sentence. If she is not in prison, she should be followed by a lot of people.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.