In the days of
border customs, I handled many criminals, and many girls became suspects in our hands for various reasons, but what still impressed me deeply was the girls who smuggled drugs.
In the days of border customs, I have handled many criminals, and many girls have become suspects in our hands for various reasons, but what still impresses me is the girls who smuggle drugs. The first girl I captured who was a drug trafficker was undoubtedly the one who impressed me the most.
It was on April 3 of a certain year. At that time, I had just joined the customs work for less than two years. I remember clearly that it was a Qingming Festival holiday. The weather was very humid. I was on the night shift at the border port with Zhang Ge, an old customs officer who did not look old now. Our daily work is very simple, accepting the declaration of inbound and outbound passengers, and checking their luggage and articles with the attached soldiers. There are not many people entering the country
at night, and occasionally there are locals coming back from Vietnam with border certificates, and even fewer people entering the country with passports. That’s when we found a fashionably dressed girl coming through the undeclared aisle. Followed by a Vietnamese mother (a Vietnamese woman who specializes in helping others pull goods and move things at the port).
My mother put the box on the X-ray machine for inspection. Brother Zhang looked at the scanned image displayed on the screen of the X-ray machine and suddenly said to me, “Little Dong, there should be something in this box.”
I have attended two special X-ray inspection training courses organized by the General Administration of Customs before, and I often organize map reading training for soldiers. Generally, they will ask me any questions about inspection.
I saw that the color on X’s screen was not dark, indicating that there were very few things inside, but there were large regular yellowish shadows, basically flush with the edge of the box, indicating that there were large regular organic matter in his box that was not too thick. I also thought there was a problem at that time, because if these shadows were magazines, it would be impossible to have such a large area.
Brother Zhang asked the girl to ask questions. I looked at her. She had shoulder-length short hair. She was wearing a red T-shirt, a thin white coat and jeans. The light makeup could not hide that she was a little black. She was about 1.60 meters tall. She was a little fat. Her round face made her look a little fatter. In short, she was not particularly good-looking.
Brother Chang asked for her passport, looked at it, handed it to me, and then asked her, “What are you doing in Vietnam this time?”
The girl answered briskly, “I’m going to travel, and now I’m going back.”
I looked at her passport, the passport information shows that her surname is Tang, 23 years old, one year younger than me, from Wushan, Chongqing, but her appearance does not look like 23 years old, there should be five or six years older. “Where are you going back?”
Brother Chang asked her.
The girl still said briskly, “Go back to Guangdong to work, and occasionally go out for a trip.”
I looked through the entry and exit records of her passport and found that she had traveled to Southeast Asia very frequently in the past year. She had been to Vietnam, Myanmar, Thailand, Malaysia and other places. She had to travel at least once in two months. Recently, she had been to Vietnam twice.
I asked her, “Why do you always travel to Southeast Asia? Don’t you get bored?”? Southeast Asia is pretty much the same, right?
This time the girl was no longer brisk. She replied impatiently, “Where I want to go is my own pleasure. Does your customs still care about this kind of thing?”
I looked at her, then stopped talking and put on gloves with brother Zhang. I pulled the suitcase open, and as the X-ray showed, there was nothing special in it, just some clothes and daily necessities, no regular items. I reached out to touch the back of the box, and it was obvious that the interlayer inside was a little too thick, and there should be an interlayer inside.
Brother Zhang went to get a tool knife, cut the cloth on the back of the suitcase, and found some things wrapped with yellow transparent tape. After cutting the back of the whole suitcase, there were two packages of plates wrapped with yellow transparent tape. I hold it in my hand, and it’s soft.
Each of us took a bag and carefully tore off the transparent tape, which was covered with several layers of silver tinfoil. We took out the tinfoil bag and opened it. Inside was a self-sealing plastic bag containing some khaki powder. When we opened the plastic bag, a strong sour smell came to our faces.
I looked at the girl, who had no expression at all, as if the suitcase had nothing to do with her. We asked the armed police soldiers to take her to the duty room beside the passage and take good care of her, but she passed obediently.
We also called over the Vietnamese mother who had helped her pull the goods. Brother Zhang asked her in Vietnamese, “Where did this person come from?”? Where to go.
The Vietnamese mother said she didn’t know anything. She just said that the girl asked her to help pull the box. This is normal, because they do this for a living, and they don’t ask where the guests are going and what they want to bring. We asked the soldiers to take her to another duty room. In a panic,
she repeated a word and shouted, “I still know this Vietnamese word, because I often hear it as” I don’t know. “.
We took out the drug reagent box, according to the understanding of drugs, we had to scoop out a little bit of powder with a small spoon and put it into the morphine test kit (which can detect all drugs containing morphine) and the cocaine test kit respectively. The positive reaction of the morphine test kit was very obvious. The color of the test paper is almost the same as that of the positive reaction of heroin, so it can be judged that this is two bags of heroin.
I immediately called the deputy customs chief on duty in the customs and his colleagues in the smuggling investigation section, saying that we had found a large bag of heroin at the port. The deputy director on duty attached great importance to it and said that he would come with the duty leader of the private investigation section immediately.
It was the first time in my life that I had seen a large amount of pure heroin, and the first time that I had smelled the unpleasant sour smell of heroin. I had only seen a small amount of samples before, and there was no smell. We weighed the two plastic bags of heroin again, and their gross weight was 2.23 kilograms. I took out the girl’s passport and looked at it carefully, and then went to the duty room where she was locked up with brother Zhang.
Unlike the ecstasy carrier we found last time, she didn’t run, she didn’t panic, and her expression was even relaxed. I said to the soldier, “Take the handcuffs and put them on her.”
She stared at me and said firmly, “Why are you handcuffing me? I’m innocent. I don’t know what this thing is, and I don’t know who put it in my bag. You can’t arrest me like this. You’re violating my human rights!”
I sneered and said, “I know a lot about human rights.”
She immediately replied, “My boyfriend is a foreigner, and I know that human rights are normal.” I think she had some disdain for me when she said this.
Brother Zhang pounded the table and said to her in a harsh voice, “You are now a major criminal suspect who smuggled a large amount of drugs into the country!”! Don’t fool around here! He ordered the soldier, “Cuff her.”
Then the girl suddenly relented and said, “There are so many of you here, and I can’t run away. You don’t have to handcuff me.” Then she looked at Brother Zhang and said, “If you need me to do anything later, I will do my best to cooperate, but these things are really not mine, and I really don’t know how they got into my bag.”
Brother Chang said sternly, “Don’t take any chances now. If you cooperate with our investigation, you must have rendered meritorious service. If you think clearly, it’s useless to mess around with us here.” But he motioned to the soldier not to handcuff her first. He asked her to unlock it, looked through her cell phone, and then showed it to me. I found that there was no call record in my mobile phone, and the text messages were basically normal notification messages.
The girl said softly, “I really don’t know. I’m sure I’ll cooperate with your investigation. But I really don’t know anything. You have to find out who put these things in my bag. I’m just going to travel.”
This is a very strange thing. She said she would cooperate with the investigation, but she did not admit that the heroin was hers. How could she cooperate with our investigation.
Brother Chang shook his head and said to her, “Take care of yourself. Time is limited.” Then Brother Zhang said to me, “I’ll go outside and continue to look at her cell phone messages. I’ve already thought about fighting stubbornly. You stay here and watch her, and wait for Guan Luan to bring someone over.” He went on to the customs hall.
I looked at this black, fat girl, two soldiers standing next to her, and she sat on our wooden bench. I stood beside her and said to her, “You are one year younger than me. We are the same age. Now you say that if we catch you offline, you will not be in prison for a few years. There is a long way to go in the future.” Then I stressed: “If you don’t explain, then all the heroin will be on you. You’ve studied the law, right? Selling 50 grams of heroin in China will be sentenced to death. If you don’t cooperate with our work in such a large amount, it is estimated that you will definitely be sentenced to death.” “I don’t know anything about heroin, and I don’t know how it got in my bag. What does that have to do with me?”
She said in a quiet voice? I’m sure I know the law, and the law can’t wrong good people. I still have human rights.
In fact, what I hate most in my heart is the people who talk about human rights on the border. I sighed. I poured her a glass of water. She stood up and took it. She said, “Thank you.” Then she leaned against our table and did not sit down again.
She stood and looked at me and asked me a question that I will never forget. She asked me a question: “Have you ever been to Vietnam?” Yes, she is in this situation now, and she even asks me questions.
I was stunned for a moment and did not answer her directly. We can’t go abroad in this capacity. But I answered her politely and said, “No.”
Her face, which had been dull and calm, suddenly became excited, and her eyes seemed to have color again. “Let me tell you the story of Southeast Asia,” she said.
I thought to myself that she wouldn’t say anything else anyway, and if she asked any more questions, she would probably say she didn’t know, so I said to her without any expression, “Then you tell me.” In fact, in this environment, I feel that I want to laugh.
She drank some water and began to tell her story. She said, “I still like Vietnam very much. Many people are kind to the Chinese.”. Vietnam has a beautiful sea, a lot of seafood, and a lot of houses, which are also very special. It’s really interesting to have a place where you can see the mountains, the sea, and the desert. We only have mountains in Chongqing.
Seeing that I did not speak, she continued, “The sea in Nha Trang is very beautiful. It looks like the emerald blue. The sea in China does not have that color. It looks so good. It looks like the one in the painting.”. You can still dive in Nha Trang. I learned my diving certificate there. You should not know how beautiful the coral is there. There are many beautiful fish. I have never seen so many fish. The coaches in Nha Trang all speak Chinese, so it’s very convenient to communicate. Although
I like diving, I didn’t experience it at that time. I suddenly felt that what she said seemed to be quite interesting. I just looked at her.
She seemed to be inspired, and then described to me: There are a lot of delicious food in Ho Chi Minh City, which are very cheap. There are also a lot of beautiful churches there. I don’t know what they are, but they are all very beautiful and magnificent. I heard that they were built by the French. They are so beautiful. They Vietnamese like to eat that kind of big French bread, called baguette, but I don’t think it’s delicious. Da Lat doesn’t know. Do you know? Their houses are built in the mountains, and they are all colorful. They look like houses in some cartoons. And Mui Nai, the beach in this place is actually red. The beach and the sea in Guangdong are so ugly. I’m sure I know
about baguettes. There are many at our border crossing and many on the Internet. I really don’t know what Dalat looks like, but the beach in Guangdong is really ugly. For a moment, this girl began to have a little three-dimensional in my heart.
She seemed a little happy and continued to describe to me: If we talk about diving, Thailand is better than Vietnam, but I went there for a very short time and didn’t have much fun. There is also Malaysia, which is really a diving resort. There is a place called Sipadan, which sounds very beautiful. The beach there is so beautiful. We went out in the morning. Go to different dive sites and go back at night. There are many tall houses built in the sea, below is the sea, the sea over there is clear to the bottom, a few meters deep water can see the bottom of the sea at a glance, but also particularly beautiful. There are many fish swimming over there, big and small, and some small sharks over there, which are also very beautiful. Malaysia is really a diving mecca. Apart from Sipadan, there are many other small islands where you can dive. I have also been to Basa, where there are many places where there are shocking sardine storms.
She seemed to know only one adjective, “good-looking,” but finally she got me a little interested through her beautiful description. I asked her, “What is a sardine storm?”
Her eyes flashed and she said to me, “It’s just a lot of fish circling around in one place. It’s very beautiful.”. Do you know tornadoes? It’s a lot of fish turning around in one place, like a tornado. These fish are sardines, so it’s called a sardine storm. But there are plenty of fish in the sea. They’re all different colors, and they can all move around in groups. Sometimes when people go down to dive, they’ll come back. It’s also very interesting.
I looked at her again without expression. When she saw my performance, she seemed a little disappointed. I thought that if this person had not known each other in this situation, he might have become a friend to discuss travel together. But at this time, I always felt more and more ridiculous about her. I was worried about her life and death. We were trying to save her life. And she’s concerned that I pay attention to her story.
Seeing that I didn’t seem to be interested in her travel story at all, she drank some water again, and she began to talk to me about her work in Guangdong. She seemed a little sad and said, I used to work as a textile machine worker in a textile factory. The work was very hard, and I didn’t earn much money. The foreman in our section often bullied me. After working for two or three years, I saved twenty thousand yuan and gave it to my mother. My mother’s life is not easy. My family is really too poor. Oh, I won’t talk about these things.
She sighed again and went on to say, “Then I met my boyfriend. He is really nice and considerate. I have never seen such a good boyfriend. He cares about my work and my life. He also takes me to many places to travel. He took me to Nha Trang to learn diving at first.”. He has also taken me to Thailand, India, and is going to the Maldives in the future. I am really lucky to meet him.
I looked at her passport again and found that she had been in Thailand for three or four days. I asked her, “Where is your boyfriend now?”
She replied, “He is in the garment trade. He has a temporary business and is still in Vietnam. Let me come back first. He should be in Hanoi now.”
Now we all know that this is a very common routine, but I just worked more than a decade ago and did not feel anything, just curious how it is possible to have such a boyfriend? Simply too understand the psychology of women, especially this kind of girl from the mountains who is not very good-looking and has not seen the world, give her some benefits to see the market, and then treat her a little better, the girl will be dead set. He probably thought it was boring to chat with me, so he stopped talking to me and asked the soldier next to him where he was from. The two soldiers looked at me and did not speak, and the girl stopped talking.
About ten minutes later, the leader on duty, Deputy Director Luan, the Private Investigation Section, and the Investigation Section all had people coming over. Deputy
Commissioner Luan called me out and asked her what was going on. I had to tell him that she was always talking about her travel and life, and did not admit that the heroin had anything to do with her. Deputy
Director Luan and two deputy section chiefs from the Smuggling Investigation Section and the Investigation Section all entered our duty room. Section Chief Sun of the Smuggling Investigation Section said to her kindly, “Little girl, you still have a long life. I know you must have been cheated by others. Now tell us who gave you these things and who you want to give them to.” We will help you deal with the following matters to ensure that you and your family will not be affected. Miss
Tang still said, “Leaders, I really don’t know how I could have such a thing in my bag!”! I hope the leaders can make decisions for me.
Sun Ke repeated what I told her before, that is, if she does not cooperate with our work, then the crime of smuggling these heroin will be on her head. If she tells us now who gave it to her and who she wants to give it to, we can count it as meritorious performance for her. Li, the chief of the
investigation section, also told her about the interests of drug smuggling and asked her to explain it quickly, but she insisted that it had nothing to do with her. After repeatedly persuading and explaining for nearly twenty minutes, Section Chief Sun discussed it with Deputy Director Luan. Deputy
Commissioner Luan asked her, “Tang Xiaohong, we are asking you for the last time. Are you sure that the heroin has nothing to do with you?”
The girl said firmly, “I’m really sure that these things are not mine!” Deputy
Director Luan looked at Section Chief Sun and me, and said to me, “Take them back to the pass and lock them up.”
I took two soldiers to follow the police car driven by Section Chief Sun, and brought Miss Tang and her Vietnamese mother back to Guanli. They were locked up in the detention room on the ninth floor. The Vietnamese mother had been crying since she was pulled into the car. She kept saying “go home, go home” in Chinese, but no one paid any attention to her. Miss Tang is still very calm, we put her belongings in the evidence bag, she is also very cooperative to follow us.
Because of the shortage of staff during the holidays, Sun Fo asked me to watch them in the detention room. She was locked in the iron gate of the detention room, and the Vietnamese mother was in the next detention room. There was a door through. One soldier and I were outside Miss Tang’s iron gate, and the other was outside the Vietnamese mother’s iron gate. I had a folding bed with a chair, and each of the two soldiers had a chair. Section Chief Sun found two army green blankets and asked me to give one to each of the people who were locked up. When I gave one to my Vietnamese mother, she cried and almost knelt down to me, saying “thank you.”.
The girl is still very calm, she still does not speak much, probably want to say in our duty room has finished. At about one o’clock in the evening, Chief Sun came over and took her cell phone and said to her, “Answer the phone.” “Who?”
She asked in surprise. Chief
Sun said, “You’ll find out when you answer it.”
It turned out to be the little girl’s mother on the other end of the phone. They were speaking a dialect that I didn’t understand. It was obvious that they were talking about family affairs with their relatives. She cried when they were talking. She cried very sadly. Later, she could not speak. I have never seen anyone cry so sadly. I have never seen anyone cry so sadly until now.
About twenty minutes later, Section Chief Sun looked at his watch and asked the girl to return the phone to her. As if she had not finished speaking, she cried a little surprised and looked at Section Chief Sun.
Sun waved her hand impatiently, and she finally returned the phone to Sun. Sun said to her, “I’ve told your family about the situation. If you have anything to say, you can think about it tonight and organize the language. We’ll come back to you tomorrow morning.”. But you probably know that you’re no longer of any value to those on your side. Just as
Sun was about to leave, he turned to her and said, “That’s right. Next time I’ll call home and make some arrangements for the funeral. There won’t be many chances to talk on the phone.” Miss
Tang was so surprised that she just cried and did not speak. Section
Chief Sun called me out of the detention room and said to me, “Tell the soldiers that you should all sleep for a while at night. There must be something else tomorrow.”. She can’t get out and run away. Just tell her what she likes to say. This kind of person doesn’t dare to die. I’ll sleep in the office tonight. If something happens, I’ll come.
When I went back to the detention room, she was still crying. She cried for a while and began to talk to me. It was the same as before. I looked at her and ignored her. She cried and talked until she twitched.
She said that her family lived in the mountains of Wushan District in Chongqing, a very remote mountain, the kind of mountain where the Three Gorges could not be flooded with water, and many people in her family had never been out of the mountains. She said that her father was not in good health, and her mother did farm work at home every day. She said that her father sometimes liked to drink, and when he drank, he would scold her, saying that she was a girl. He also scolded his mother, saying that she had given birth to a girl.
She cried and said that her mother was really bitter and could not live a good life because she was so tired. She wanted to earn more money to live a good life for her family. She also said that she was an elder sister and had to support her two younger brothers to go to school. She said that her family had no telephone and that it was very difficult to contact her mother.
At this time, I seem to understand why it took so long for Section Chief Sun to get in touch with her mother. It should be to find someone to convey it. It’s really not easy in the middle of the night.
She also said that her brothers were lovely, could do farm work, cook at home, and read better than her. She said that it was very difficult for her to go home. She had been working in Guangdong since she was 16 years old. She didn’t finish junior high school. Her father didn’t want her to go. She went to Guangdong to work in an electronics factory first. Although she earned a little more, it was really too hard. Later, she went to work in a textile factory.
Later, she said that her parents were honest and dutiful farmers. She said that although her father had a bad temper, it was impossible for them to commit crimes. She emphasized again that her parents had never been out of the mountains, pointing to a little bit of land in the family to live. At that time, the country had not yet fully poverty alleviation, which should be true.
Growing up in the city, I had no special concept of these things before I went to many places in the mountains. I thought this person was very interesting. At first, I didn’t want to say anything about myself. Now no one asked her to speak, but she said everything.
Since she had talked so much and didn’t seem to stop, I asked the question I had wanted to ask when I caught her in the first place: “You can say anything now. Since your boyfriend is so nice to you, you can talk about him.”
She cried and said, “He is very considerate and enthusiastic. When he first chased me, he bought things for me every day. He was very considerate and concerned about my life, my work and my family. Every time he felt uncomfortable, he would come to take care of me. Although he could not speak much Chinese, he was learning Chinese well. He also taught me English.” Now my English level is good enough for basic communication.
I asked him, “How old are you and where are you from?”
She paused, then cried and said, “He is ten years older than me, but he is really good to me. I don’t think I will ever meet someone who is so good to me again. I have been discriminated against a lot in my life, but he doesn’t discriminate against me at all. He is very good to me.”. Yes, he is Nigerian.
I thought to myself that it was Nigeria, so I asked her, “Are you black?”
She was a little strong and said, “What’s wrong with black people?”? He runs a large clothing business in China and Southeast Asia, and needs to buy goods, so he goes to many countries, such as Vietnam, Cambodia, Myanmar, Malaysia, India, Sri Lanka, and so on. Sometimes I help him bring some clothing samples. At that time,
I was surprised to think that she, who could only say “good-looking,” actually knew about Sri Lanka.
She wiped away her tears and added, “Yes, he has a lot of things to bring back to China. After all, as a businessman, he can give me a lot of money with one trip.”. Sometimes there’s more money, sometimes there’s less.
I was very curious at that time. I looked at her carefully and then asked her, “What’s his name?”
I gave her a pen and asked her to write down her name, and he wrote it down very cooperatively. It was a man named Patrick or something.
I asked her again, “How many times have you brought it? How much did you pay this time?”
She was stunned for a moment and then said to me, “I’ve brought it six or seven times. Sometimes I’ve brought it one or two thousand times. This time I’ve brought it twenty thousand times. I’ve brought it three times.” Then he immediately explained to me, “I really don’t know what it is!”
I was surprised at that time, not because she said she had brought it several times, but because she only paid 20,000 yuan for two kilograms of heroin. You should know that the price at that time was at least 500,000 yuan for two kilograms of this kind of heroin! If other materials are added and distributed to the mainland, this pure heroin without impurities will have to be added with additives such as flour and talcum powder before it can reach the final drug addicts. Therefore, in 2010, this package was worth one million yuan. At that time, you could buy a small house in Beijing, but the people who risked their lives to transport drugs only got twenty thousand yuan. At that time, I estimated that it would be worth eighty thousand or one hundred thousand yuan anyway.
I didn’t listen to her explanation. I took the note to section chief Sun and told her about the situation. He said he would check it out, but he said to me, “It’s been so long. It’s been five hours since eight o’clock. I’m sure I can’t catch the person who got off the line. Besides, the name she said may not be true. If it’s a black man from Guangdong.” They fool these little girls, and few of them use their real names. They can get a fake passport, just for these little girls.
I went back to the place where she was locked up. Apart from telling me that she didn’t know, she talked again and again about their poverty in the mountains, their work in Guangzhou, and their journey to Southeast Asia. It seemed that there was nothing new. She even said that she wanted to atone for her sins. She began to tell me that she wanted to take things to Changsha. She also said that she would live a good life when she went out, and she would never run around again.
She also said to me firmly, “Leader, although I don’t know what I brought, it must be a crime. I will help you catch that person in Changsha. Leader, you gave me a phone number, and I will contact him now!”
I smiled and said, “I asked you to explain at the port. If you don’t explain, what’s the use of saying this now?”. Tomorrow you can give a good account to the others.
She began to cry and talk about herself again, and the soldiers and I suddenly lost interest, and gradually fell asleep, and then it seemed that she began to cry and twitch again. Early
the next morning, Sun Fo came with two men. Miss Tang, who was crying and red-eyed, grabbed the iron fence and said, I’ll tell you everything! I’ll say anything! I’ll say anything! The man had no expression and dragged her away. Yes, at that time, she cried so much that she couldn’t stand up and walk. She had to be dragged to walk. Two soldiers carried her to the interrogation room. After
watching her being carried away, I followed everyone to the interrogation room. The soldiers handcuffed her to the bench in the interrogation room. She hung her head, listless, and collapsed in the chair. Section
Chief Sun looked at her behind the transparent glass in the next room and asked me what she had done yesterday. I told section chief Sun that she wanted to make a contribution, to transport the goods to Changsha, and to find the downline contact. Section
Chief Sun shook his head and said to me, “This kind of little girl is not as good as those men who know that they are breaking the law. Otherwise, they will confess directly, or they will carry it to the end.”. I’ve seen a lot of them. Stupid is really stupid.
He said to me, “You’ve worked hard, too. You didn’t sleep well yesterday. Go back and have a good sleep. We’ll deal with the following things. She has no psychological defense line. She will say anything today.”
Then he took a colleague from the investigation department to the interrogation room.
I really didn’t sleep well, so I quickly went back to the dormitory to catch up on my sleep. Later, I learned that she really said everything, from the character of her family, her own life and growth experience to the details of meeting her “boyfriend” and bringing goods, as well as the details of how to deliver them. Basically, the “things” she said were shipped to some inland provinces. At the very beginning, she may not have brought drugs, but some clothing samples to deliver. Later, she had more and more money, and she knew that she basically brought drugs, but she always had a fluke mentality.
Later, I learned that after Section Chief Sun finished the first trial, she called her mother again and told her that her daughter was going to be shot and asked her to find time to meet her. She was also asked to speak to her mother, but she was still too crying to speak. She just said, “I’m sorry.”.
Sun Fo is not lying to her and her mother. If the judicial practice fails to catch the offline of drugs, all the guilt will be borne by this person, and if this person does not cooperate with the investigation of law enforcement agencies, there will be no mitigating or mitigating circumstances. According to Chinese law, 50 grams of drugs can be sentenced to death. More than a decade ago, for 2.23 kilograms of heroin, there was no doubt about the death penalty.
Maybe some people will think that the next day she did not confess? Why the death penalty?
Because everyone in the whole drug trade chain has to protect themselves. If her online or offline can’t get in touch with her for 30 or 60 minutes, the girl here needs to call a phone in Vietnam every half an hour to inform her of her situation, and then delete the call record. If she doesn’t take the initiative to contact her “boyfriend’s” friends, and her friends won’t take the initiative to contact her, they will all disappear forever, and it’s almost impossible to find them again with the existing means of detection. Besides, the names they use to meet are usually not real, not to mention that her so-called “boyfriend” is certainly no longer waiting for her at the place she agreed to. As a result, she smuggled 2.23 kilograms of heroin and resisted the investigation of law enforcement departments without any meritorious performance, and all the crimes were on her.
Her “boyfriend” will not have any nostalgia for her. “Boyfriend” must have other “girlfriends”. These “girlfriends” are the consumables of their entire drug chain. In fact, for the larger upper line, these black people are also the consumables of their trading chain. They have given these low-end drug traffickers a very vivid name. It’s called a “mule,” just like the consumables used to transport goods in the ancient army. Even horses, cattle and sheep are not the kind of animals that usually do dirty work and throw away or eat directly when something happens. But she was naive, but because of the confused love, she gave her young life for a little money.
That day was the last time I saw her. I can’t forget her smart eyes when she told me the story of Vietnam for the first time. I can’t forget her dark and bad skin. I can’t forget her twitching and sad crying. I can’t forget that night when she recalled her life to me like writing a story behind bars. I can’t forget the way she looked when she was red-eyed and frantically saying, “I confess all.” I can’t forget the way she couldn’t stand and was carried away. I can’t forget the way she collapsed in the handcuffed interrogation chair. These appearances have been engraved in my mind. I sigh that the poverty of life has made a person like this, and that her weak legal consciousness and unrealistic fantasy of material life will eventually make her leave the world prematurely. In October of
that year, I saw her again in a notice: “Our Bureau has transferred the 4.3 drug smuggling case to the Gangkou City Procuratorate. Criminal suspect Tang Mouhong, female, 23 years old, was sentenced to immediate execution of the death penalty, deprivation of political rights for life, and confiscation of all assets by the Gangkou City Intermediate People’s Court for the crime of drug smuggling.”
Later, when we had a drink together, I asked Sun Fo, “Did you find Patrick?”
Sun Ke smiled and said, “This name is all over the streets in West Africa. How can I find it? We checked the relevant information about entry and exit later, but there were several people with the name he said, but none of them matched.” Then
I asked, “What happened to this woman after she was locked up?”? Has her family come to see her? After a few drinks,
Sun Fo said, This kind of person is almost the same. At first, she just cried. She cried every time she went to court. Later, when the court tried her, she asked her family to come, but no one came. Later, she didn’t appeal again. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with us. It’s all the matter of the procuratorate detention center. I don’t know what it was like to wait for death. It’s all the same. If you cry too much, you will be calm and appointed. There are many things in the detention center. Who cares if a prisoner comes to see her. We can’t ask about that.
Eventually, did her parents come out of the mountains to see her for the last time in a place they certainly didn’t know? Maybe because they had no money or didn’t want to see her? I don’t know yet. But what I know is that they must be crying very sadly. Just like I saw her crying the other day.
For the drug-related cases sentenced by the Intermediate People’s Court of our border city, this is also an ordinary case. No one will talk about her in particular, so no one will mention her name except the cold verdict of the referee network. I received another personal commendation for
helping to capture this heroin case, but I was not happy, because this time I witnessed the loss of a life-the first person I handled to be shot, and until now, I had no feeling when I met a little girl crying, because I had never seen her cry so miserably..
