Cult Film Replicator: Intelligent Trojan Horse Murder
Case Bandit Atrocity Record: Counting the Motive and End
of Crime He is thin and unattractive, but he has an unusual dream-to become a cold-blooded killer.
He is so good at reading people’s hearts that he can make young boys willingly lie on his homemade “killing horse”, be strangled by him obediently, and then be dismembered. In
two years, he brutally killed 17 boys, dismembered their bodies and buried them in his house and yard. How did
he turn his dream into reality step by step?
Since the details of this case have not been made public, we have no way to know many details. Here, we will try our best to restore the true face of the case without exaggeration on the basis of the information that has been made public.
Time: April
2003 Location: Pingyu County, Zhumadian City, Henan Province
a middle-aged woman walks aimlessly in the streets of Pingyu County. Her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she held a photograph in her hand. From time to time, she stopped passers-by, handed the photograph to them, and asked expectantly, “Have you seen this child?”? Have you seen it?
Some glanced at the photo, shook their heads and went on their way; others thought she was mentally ill and simply walked away.
At this time, a thin young man came from the east. He looked ordinary, and the only feature on his face was his triangular eyes. The middle-aged woman saw him and greeted him with a photo.
“Have you seen this child?”
Triangular eyes took a look at the photo and thought, “Have you seen it?”? I’ve seen it
! Not only have we met, but we also.
“Never seen it.” Triangular eyes shook their heads, bypassed the middle-aged woman, and continued to walk westward. Before he had gone far, he slowed his pace and looked back. The woman was still asking as she walked. He walked to a roadside cigarette stall, bought a pack of cigarettes, and chatted with the stall owner.
“Brother, what’s the matter with that woman?”
“Alas, my son is lost. I’ve been looking for him for months, but I can’t find him. I can’t find him alive, and I can’t find him dead.”
I think her son is quite old. Is he 16 or 7? How can you throw it away? That
‘s right. Everywhere they found it, they said that her son might have gone out to work, and they told her to go home and wait.
“Did they really say that?” I
don’t know. I heard it all from someone. But lately it’s been a bit of an evil thing. The half-grown boys from several families have suddenly disappeared, and I don’t know where they’ve gone. I haven’t even heard from them. “I guess I wanted a cell phone, but I didn’t buy it at home, so I hid it on purpose,” he said with a smile. The
stall owner lowered his head and sighed again: “The children of today, it’s amazing!” When he raised his head again, his triangular eyes had disappeared. The stall owner didn’t care. He looked at the middle-aged woman again and thought to himself, “The child who has worked so hard to raise will disappear. Which mother can stand it?”? I have been doing business at my own stall for more than ten years. I have heard and seen a lot of things, but I have never heard of such a coincidence. At the end of the year before last, I heard that the half-grown boy was missing. Last year, there were two or three, but this year, there were several more. To say that such a big girl is missing, it is estimated that she was sold to the mountains by human traffickers as a wife, but what can these boys do? Sell to the black brick kiln? It is said that the black brick kilns are designed for people who are mentally abnormal. Or they were taken to Guangzhou and Shenzhen to make a lot of money. It is said that there are many rich women there, and they like young ones. Maybe the woman’s son will return home in a few days. He couldn’t help laughing out loud at
the sordid thought. From then on, every time a boy was lost in the county, he would inquire about the child’s appearance.
By November, three more boys in their 20s had disappeared.
Time: November 6
, 2003 Location: Xingchen Internet Cafe
, Pingyu County, Henan Province. Zhang Jialei, 17, is a local. After graduating from junior high school, he moved to Zhumadian City with his parents who were doing small business. Recently, he just returned to Pingyu County to visit his grandmother, saying that he was visiting the old man. Whenever he had time, he still played computer games in the Internet bar.
Zhang Jialei played so selflessly that a young man sitting next to him called out “little brother” several times before he realized it. It turned out that this man was chatting with netizens in the chat room. He couldn’t type a word and wanted to ask him for advice, but he couldn’t either. But the man with a pair of triangular eyes seemed to forget the net friend immediately and turned to chat with him.
“Where else have you been besides Zhumadian?” Triangular eyes took a puff of smoke and asked. I help my parents take care of their business
all day long. How can I have time to go out? I have time and I have no money.
I invite you to go out to play, okay? My father and mother are working in Zhengzhou and have just sent money home.
Zhang Jialei’s mind is lively, he looked at this thin man, he is less than half a head taller than him, what is terrible? Besides, he took the initiative to invite himself, not because he had to take advantage of him.
Go! When are you leaving?
“Go now, but you must come home with me to get the money.” More than
ten minutes later, Zhang Jialei followed the triangle eye and boarded a minibus bound for Dahuangzhuang.
Dahuangzhuang is about 20 kilometers away from Pingyu County. Half an hour later, they got off the bus. As soon as they left the village road, the smooth cement road immediately turned into a muddy and dilapidated path. The two men walked forward for more than 20 minutes with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard.
Triangle eyes said his home, two people just stepped into the yard, suddenly a strange feeling hit Zhang Jialei, he felt a tight body, a little cold. Come to think of it, it’s going to the Beginning of Winter soon, and it’s normal to be cold. However, the air seems to be filled with a strange odor, and then look, the toilet is in the northeast corner of the yard, the dry toilet of the bungalow emits a normal odor.
Zhang Jialei followed the triangle eyes into the room. The
room had not yet begun to light the stove, and it was very cold, and the narrow windows made the room even darker. There was no woman living in the house. The old wooden table was covered with dust. Empty wine bottles and plastic bags filled with food were thrown on the floor of the table. Perhaps because of the long lack of ventilation, there was a very bad smell in the house.
A green thing caught Zhang Jialei’s attention.
“Smart Trojans” are right
in the room …
The “smart wooden horse” is placed in the middle
of the room. At first glance, it looks like a low wooden table, which is just as high as the thigh. The “table top” is a thin wooden board more than one meter long and half a meter wide, with four legs slanting out in the four directions of the “table corner,” just like an old-fashioned wooden bench.
Unlike an ordinary table, this “table” has a lot of growth at one end, but the other end is short. It looks very unbalanced. From the short side of the “table top,” two wooden crossbars more than ten centimeters long are exposed, almost one end away. When he
saw Chang Chia-lei staring at this thing, he asked him, “Have you ever played with this?”
Chang Chia-lei asked, “What is this?”
These young people are really silly to play with the computer, and they don’t know anything without the computer! I’ve never even heard of an intelligent Trojan horse.
Smart Trojan? It’s the first time I’ve heard of it in my life. What’s it for?
“It’s not for use, it’s for fun.”
What? It’s just a wooden table, isn’t it? Zhang Jialei showed an expression of disdain.
“You’ve never seen the world, but you’re still doing business in the city.” His triangular eyes showed a sly light, like a fox approaching the chicken coop. “Although this thing is simple, not everyone can play with it. There are several boys in our village about your age who can’t do it.
Chang Chia-lei’s curiosity was aroused: “Look at you, why are you still keeping me in suspense?”? Tell me how to play, and let me have a try.
“Medium!” Triangular eyes excited, hurriedly on the wooden horse, lying on it, put his head between the two horizontal supports, and then said: “You lie down according to my position, and then do not care about anything, wait to listen to my orders on the line.”. Then you can see the beauty of it.
“That’s pretty simple.” According to his signal, Zhang Jialei sat on this “intelligent Trojan horse.”.
Triangular Eyes muttered, “The hard part is in the back!” As he spoke, he helped Lu Hsin lie flat, put his arms on his sides, and then took out a rope out of nowhere. After a few turns, he tied Zhang Jialei to the “wooden horse.”. Zhang Jialei tried to move, only to find that he could not leave this “Trojan horse.”. He felt something was wrong, just now this person clearly said that lying up can realize how funny this intelligent Trojan horse is, but he was tied hands and feet, feel fear, did not feel funny at all! Could it be that you met a pervert?
Zhang Jialei struggled to raise his head, and just as he was about to loosen his triangular eyes, he saw a dirty white cloth around his neck, and then tightened it more and more.
Deadly white
cloth.. The
deadly white
cloth saw Zhang Jialei stop struggling, and the triangle eye let go of his hand. He touched Zhang Jialei’s neck and pulse and found that he was not completely dead.
Why not kill him? He asked himself. We should show no mercy and make a quick decision. How can we give up halfway? He
remembered the middle-aged woman he had met on the street in April who was looking for her son and was close to collapse. The woman did not know that her son had been killed by herself.
From then on, Triangle Eyes often had nightmares about a pale woman chasing him crazily, demanding that he return the child to her and that he pay for his life.
If she was missing, would her mother be so worried? No, definitely not. Remembering his mother’s indifference, he felt cold, even standing in the dog days of the sun, he would feel the cold oozing out of his heart.
He used to be so obsessed with ending other people’s lives, but now he hates it so much. Yes, killing people no longer gives him pleasure.
Just as his triangular eyes were swaying from side to side, Chang Chia-lei slowly came to his senses. Knowing that he had met a bad person, he begged for mercy in a weak voice, “Uncle, let me go, please..” Looking at him with
triangular eyes, his heart was very contradictory. He didn’t want to kill the boy, but if he left him alive, people outside would know sooner or later. What should he do?
For the next four days, Triangle Eyes was in the midst of this conflict, constantly saying, “Kill him or not?” Zhang Jialei did not know what had happened, nor did he dare to ask, only that the man tricked himself into the broken house to kill himself. Because he had been strangled, his voice had not been able to shout very loudly, and no one would hear him even if he had broken his throat. Moreover, once the shouting aroused the man’s anger, he might lose his life immediately. He wants to find a way to live, to fight for the chance to live!
So Zhang Jialei repeatedly pleaded with the man, saying that if something happened to him, his family would not be able to live. He was the only boy in the family and the hope of the whole family.
In order to prevent Zhang Jialei from starving to death, Triangle Eye fed him a bag of instant noodles. Every time he fed him a mouthful, he would blame himself: If I had known it was so troublesome, I might as well have killed the boy early. But every time he wrapped the white cloth around Zhang Jialei’s neck, the pale face of the middle-aged woman would appear in front of his eyes.
On November 10, four days later, things turned around. Just as the triangle eyes were beginning to say, “Kill or not,” Chang Chia-lei suddenly said to him with a hoarse voice and tears in his eyes, “Uncle, are you living alone? I’ll take you as my godfather, and when you’re old, I’ll raise you.
Did not expect this sentence, unexpectedly touched the heart of the triangle eye, like has been in balance on the scale suddenly added weight, triangle eye his nose a sour, squatting on the ground crying.
When he had cried enough, he untied Zhang Jialei and repeatedly told him that the experience of these days was just a joke. After not calling the police, he took the boy back to Pingyu County by car. After breaking up
in the county town, Zhang Jialei was still not at ease. He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him. Maybe he had walked through the gate of death several times these days and was too frightened. But he did not dare to relax his vigilance, in case the triangle eyes still want to kill him, how to follow him to his house? Thinking of this, Zhang Jialei decided not to go back to his grandmother’s home first, but to find a classmate’s home and spend the night.
Zhang Jialei’s intuition is not wrong, after breaking up, the triangle eye is indeed tracking him, but did not mean to kill him, but worried that he called the police. If Zhang Jialei enters the Public Security Bureau, he will run away immediately. When he saw Zhang Jialei enter a house and did not come out again, he was relieved to go home.
The next morning, Zhang Jialei returned home. The anxious grandmother finally looked forward to her grandson. After asking, she knew that something big had happened. She immediately called her son and asked him to hurry home.
The next day, on November 12, Zhang Jialei’s father rushed back from Zhumadian. The father and son went to report the case together and took the police to Dahuangzhuang to arrest the thin man with triangular eyes. After interrogation, the
police learned that the illegal imprisonment and abuse of Zhang Jialei was only the tip of the iceberg of the triangle eye’s illegal acts, and a serial murder case that shocked the whole country was about to surface.
Let’s go back to Pingyu County two years ago.
Time: September
2001 Place: At the entrance
of the video hall next to the cinema in Pingyu County, Henan Province, a thin young man with a pair of triangular eyes stood at the entrance of the video hall, staring at the small blackboard at the entrance. Below “Play Today” are the names of several popular videos.
His eyes were fixed on the small blackboard, but he didn’t care about what was on it. He came here for another purpose. He wanted to find someone to help him accomplish a great thing. The summer heat had not yet dissipated, but every time he thought about it, he would get goose bumps all over his body.
This man is our “old acquaintance,” the triangular eye that appeared at the beginning of this article.
Triangular eyes touched both sides and saw a boy who looked like a middle school student standing diagonally behind him, staring at the names of the videos.
He took a step closer and asked, “Little brother, I remember that the Lost City of Grave Robbers has been performed before. Why is there another 2 now?”
The boy said, “You are too old to understand this. It’s the second episode, the sequel.”
“Oh!” He nodded his head in an exaggerated way and then said to the boy, “Little brother, we are destined to each other. You are also a person. Why don’t I invite you to watch the video?”
The boy looked at him, and a smile appeared on his face, which had not yet completely shed its childishness. “Yes!” He said.
Watching the video is not expensive, 2 yuan per person, but the picture shakes badly, he heard the boy say that this is a gun version of the film, that is, someone secretly took the camera into the cinema to shoot it.
Oh No wonder there are people on the screen from time to time, but the picture is so bad that even the boy can’t bear to watch it in the end, so they simply chat.
The boy, Lu Xinping, a native of Pingyu County, went to school in Pingyu No.2 Middle School. Parents are working in the field, only grandparents at home, and an uncle who has not yet married. Lu Xinping doesn’t like to study. As soon as school is over, he strolls all over the street, either watching a video or playing games in Internet cafes. Sometimes he doesn’t go home until midnight. Anyway, his parents work in the field and can give him pocket money. “You’ve been away from home all day, and your father and your grandmother haven’t come out to look for you?
” Triangular Eyes asked.
“They can’t control me anymore. Sometimes I stay out for three days and three nights. They’re not in a hurry. They say that such a big boy is not a girl. What are you afraid of?”
He smiled, Lu Xinping this kind of boy is just what he wants! After the
film was broadcast, the two of them followed each other out of the video hall. “Do you like playing computer games?” Asked Triangle Eye.
“Well, call CS, Red Alert.”. StarCraft just started playing. How about
going to my house? My family also has games.
“Your home?” Lu Xinping was a little incredulous. The man in front of him didn’t look like someone who could afford a computer at home. You know, in this small county, computers are still fashionable.
Seeing that Lu Hsin-ping didn’t believe what he said, he immediately said, “Why don’t you believe it?”? Come with me if you don’t believe me. Just
go. I tell you, I won’t stay without games. Lu Xinping did not feel anything wrong, but did not think that the danger had come to him. More than
ten minutes later, they arrived at the inter-village bus stop in the county town and boarded a minibus bound for Dahuangzhuang.
As soon as he entered the village, Lu Hsin-ping began to think that the village looked very desolate, like a place that didn’t even call itself an Internet cafe. Thinking of this, Lu Hsin-ping wanted to turn around and go back: “It’s not fun here. I’m not going.”
Triangular Eyes grabbed Lu Hsin-ping by the arm. With sincerity in his eyes, he said, “What are you doing?”? Come, come and have a look at my house. There’s a good game. If you don’t like it, it’s not too late to leave!
Lu Xinping’s curiosity was ignited again, and he walked to the village with triangular eyes. The
two men stopped in front of a shabby wooden door.
The triangle eye opened the door lock and walked into the courtyard. Lu Xinping followed him into the courtyard and walked toward the two dilapidated brick houses on the north side. What
‘s wrong? Why don’t you want to walk in here?
Strange feelings rose in the boy’s heart, but he soon ignored them, because strong curiosity prevailed, allowing him to ignore the human instinct of fear of danger that was gradually losing.
However, the loss of this instinct is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that Lu Xinping even left behind the basic analytical ability. The situation in the
house can be described as bare walls. The cement walls in the dilapidated brick house have been mottled, revealing the bricks inside. In order to cover up the ugliness, some places are pasted with New Year painting, and some ink paintings painted by unknown people are pasted all over a wall, and the simple furniture left by unknown age has lost the traces of paint of that year, covered with a thick layer of dust. The inner room looked like a place to sleep, and a broken bed was covered with no bedding at all, just a pile of broken cotton wool! The bedding
on the
bed.. Before the bedding
on the
bed could wait for Lu Xinping to open his mouth and ask where the computer was, a particularly eye-catching green thing caught his eye. His
curiosity swelled and he couldn’t help asking, “What is this thing?”? The table is not like a table or a stool, and there is a piece missing.
I guess you haven’t seen it. This is called an intelligent Trojan horse. I invented it myself. I can detect a person’s reaction speed by lying down here. Looking at Lu Hsin-ping with a triangular eye, he added, “Very few people can pass this test.”
“What can you measure with this thing?” Lu Xinping showed a disdainful expression and continued to look at the two broken houses.
“That’s what people say when they first see it, but I find that the more people say that, the more they fail the test.”
“How is that possible!” Lu Xinping began to be eager to try.
“You want to try?” Just
try it. You don’t have a computer at all. I’ve been tricked by you for nothing. I’ll try this thing and leave.
“All right, I’ll take you home later.” Triangular eyes thought: I should say send you on your way.
He asked Lu Xinping to lie flat on the smart Trojan horse, put his head between two horizontal supports, stretch his limbs flat, then take out a rope and quickly tie Lu Xinping to the Trojan horse.
In less than a minute, Lu Xinping could not move. At this point he did not realize that the danger had already come, and he was still asking Triangle Eye, “Why is it so troublesome to tie people up?” The smile in the
man’s triangular eyes was gone, replaced by bloodthirsty excitement. Only
then did Lu Xinping discover that there was a long white cloth in the hands of the triangle eyes!
He had a bad feeling.
“What are you doing?!” As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the white cloth was wrapped around Lu Xinping’s neck. At the same time, his triangular face was full of murderous intent. He clenched his teeth and pursed his mouth. He held the two ends of the white cloth tightly in both hands and pushed hard to both sides!
Lu Xinping’s body twisted violently, his feet and hands struggling to push his body away from the deadly board, but where was the strong hemp rope so easy to break free?
Triangle eyes lowered their heads, looking at the boy in front of a little bit of signs of loss of life, hands continue to work. His heart was so excited that it was about to burst open in his chest, and his head seemed to be swollen several times by the surge of blood. The only thing he wanted to do was to take away the young life in front of him, which was only ten centimeters away from him, mercilessly, coolly and smartly, just like those professional killers.
I do not know how long, Lu Xinping no longer struggle.
Triangle eyes turned to look out of the house, the sun was already in the west, sweat had already soaked the clothes. He looked again at the boy who had been lying here a few minutes ago, a living man, and now he could only be called a corpse.
He felt that he was stronger than ever. When he was a child, he often heard the old people in the village tell stories about the judges of the underworld. They had the final say on how long mortals could live. Now he had the ability.
But this confidence soon disappeared, he faced a cold corpse for the first time, unable to start, how to deal with it?
Before he knew it, it was dark outside the house, and he stared at the body for two hours. The sound of opera programs came from the TV next door, surrounded by neighbors, he carried the body as soon as it came out of the yard will be seen, can only be disposed of on the spot.
He stripped the clothes off the body, dragged it to the kitchen next door, took out a kitchen knife and began to dismember the body, yes, cut it up so that others could not see it. The
body was divided into seven pieces by him, and he wanted to throw the body parts into the wild at night. Think again, no, in case of being dug out by people or wild dogs, it is not easy to do, or buried in their own yard insurance.
He went to the yard to observe for a while. It was still very hot, and within two days the body parts would rot and stink, so he decided to bury the body next to the toilet. It’s not suspicious to smell
from the toilet, is it?
He took a shovel and began to dig the hole. When he was about two feet deep, he put the body parts into two fertilizer bags and dragged them to the edge of the hole. Then he shook the body parts out of the fertilizer bags and buried them with soil. After
returning to the house, he felt unsafe, so he ran to the back of the house and burned the blood-stained fertilizer bags and the boy’s clothes, and shoveled a few shovels of earth to clean up the blood left on the ground when the body was dismembered.
Everything was tidied up, and it was nearly midnight, and he was lying in bed, recalling the whole process from cheating home to killing and dismembering the body, and he always felt not satisfied. Too nervous, did not experience the pleasure of killing, hands are also raw, after more practice, a good experience of the feeling of killing.
Who is he Why would he do that? Why would a person want to be a serial killer?
Time: Summer
2002 Location: In a game hall in Pingyu County
September and October are the busy farming season in the Central Plains region. After the busy farming season, he has to prepare for the Spring Festival, so he has to temporarily put aside his plan of “practicing hands.”. In the summer of
2002, the desire to kill rose again in his heart. He came to Pingyu County to look for prey. In a game hall, he found Wang Qiankun, a 17-year-old boy sitting next to him.
Triangular eyes observed secretly for a while, and found that the child’s level of playing games was not high, and he was alone, so he took the excuse of helping him play games. Wang Qiankun, a local, did not go to school after graduating from junior high school. He earned a little money by doing odd jobs on the construction site in the county. At this time, he had no work to do.
“I’m going to introduce you to a real job, but don’t you like it?” Triangular eyes flashed the bait. As soon as
Wang Chien-kun heard this, he immediately came to his senses and said, “Ah, big brother, do you give me much money?”? Do you need an interview?
“It’s a lot of money, but I’m sure I’ll have an interview. I’m just looking at you coldly, seeing that you look like a talented person, so I’m willing to help you. I don’t like most people!”
“So, big brother, when will you take me there?”
“If you’re free, let’s go now.”
“Medium!” As usual, the
two men took the minibus back to the triangle eye home. As soon as he entered the door, before Wang Chien-kun could get confused, he said, “I forgot to tell you that the employer has a rule that you have to be able to respond quickly enough to go to an interview.”
“I have no problem with my reflexes.”
“You can’t just talk. You have to pass the test.” As he spoke, his triangular eyes pointed to the strange “intelligent Trojan horse.”.
Wang Chien-kun wondered, “What can such a table measure?”
“This is an’intelligent Trojan horse. ‘It tests people’s reflexes. You lie on it first and I’ll tell you.” The devil quietly flashed his minions.
Wang Qiankun lay down without the slightest doubt, watching the triangle eyes tie themselves round and round with a rope, and watching the white cloth wrapped around his neck, and then tightened.
Just like Lu Xinping, Wang Qiankun’s life ended on an “intelligent Trojan horse” at the age of 17 because of his recklessness and ignorance.
This time, Triangle Eye did not hesitate to deal with the body. Like last time, he stripped the body naked, dragged it to the kitchen, and divided it with his own kitchen knife. Then he took advantage of the darkness to dig up the ground where Lu Xinping was buried, buried Wang Qiankun’s body parts, and burned all his clothes.
“The technique this time is more skillful than last time, and it deserves praise.” Triangular eyes secretly encouraged themselves.
Frequent killings
, because the process of the second killing was very smooth, for a long time afterwards, he often recalled the killing process. The joy of progress made him feel satisfied and recalled for half a year. At the end of 2002, his hands were itching again.
Just after New Year’s Day, Triangle Eye entered the mode of frequent crime. The bait
he showed was varied, including promises to borrow money, to help each other go to school, to introduce jobs, and even to help introduce tutors. But each time, the modus operandi is the same, all of which are to trick people into “smart Trojan horses,” tie them up, then strangle them, dismember them, then bury the body parts in their own yards or in the ground of the Westinghouse, and finally burn the clothes of the victims. The victims were all young males, ranging in age from 14 to 22.
Of these, he killed one in January; three in February; six in March; and two more in April. On two occasions, he came up with the idea of “challenging himself” and killed two people at a time. How did he do it? It was very simple. First, he tricked the two boys into coming home, and then he bought snacks to drink with the boys. He didn’t drink much, but he advised the boys to drink more. Teenagers don’t have much capacity for liquor and soon get drunk. He strangled the boys one by one, and the next steps were the same as before.
In April, in Pingyu County, he ran into the mother of a victim who was looking for her son, the middle-aged woman we mentioned at the beginning.
From that day on, he had frequent dreams of the woman chasing him for his child, and the fear and guilt diluted his desire to kill, and he finally stopped for a while. However, it will take time to completely cut off this desire.
From July to October, he killed three more young boys, with the same modus operandi.
In November, he met Zhang Jialei, the only person who did not die at his hands, and was arrested.
At this point, some people may ask, who is this killer? Is he out of his mind? Have you been abused since childhood? Next, let’s start from the beginning.
Growing up
in November 1974, in Dahuangzhuang, Yuhuangmiao Township, Pingyu County, Henan Province, a farmer surnamed Huang added another son. Why add “again”? Because they already have two sons. I had hoped to give birth to a girl this time and exchange betrothal gifts for my brother in the future, but it was another one with a handle. Alas, if you can’t give birth to a son, you are afraid that no one will provide for you in your old age, but if you have too many sons, you will be in debt! The
family named the youngest son Huang Yong. Boys always want him to be brave. But Huang Yong was born thin and small, completely without the “big fat boy” appearance that people expect, and his sense of existence at home is extremely low. In addition, the family conditions are very general, parents are busy with farm work all day, not to mention family education. After the
reform and opening up, life in the countryside was enriched, and Huang Yong had grown into a teenager with more opportunities to get in touch with the outside world. But at that time, information was far less developed than it is now. There was only one telephone in the whole village, and you didn’t know who to call. Television could only be seen in the homes of ten thousand yuan households in the county town, and video recorders were even rarer.
Huang Yong was attracted by these new things, and finally one day, he waited for the opportunity. The first video hall in Pingyu County was opened next to the county cultural center. Huang Yong is small. Every time he enters the video hall, he finds a corner to sit down. After watching a video, he does not go out. He shrinks to the corner. The lights in the hall are dim. Sometimes the old man who checks the tickets does not look carefully to see if there is anyone inside. Huang Yong watches a lot of videos in vain. In the
late eighties and early nineties, Hong Kong’s gunfight movies were very popular. A movie ping-pong from beginning to end, including many bad movies. But Huang Yong does not care about these, as long as there is a murder plot in the film, he loves to watch it. I don’t know when he thought it was cool to be a loner. He had no friends since he was a child, and his two brothers didn’t take him to play. He had always been a loner, and now he wanted to be cool.
From then on, an idea took root in his heart. He wanted to be a killer. When did
this idea become his ideal? He can’t say it clearly himself. In short, when he was alone, in the dead of night, those images would flash before his eyes, and gradually, the killers in his mind would become the image of a thin teenager. Yes, this teenager is himself. In
1991, Huang Yong went to a private technical school in Pingyu County for three years. As the days passed, the killer boy in his mind grew into a cold adult man, but in reality, he was not cool in any way. After graduating from the
technical school, Huang Yong worked as a sound engineer in several singing halls in Pingyu County for two years. In 1996, he went to Zhumadian with his uncle to work on a construction site in the city. In early 1998, he returned to Dahuangzhuang to help his parents with farming. A year later, he went to Xinjiang with his parents to pick cotton. Wherever he goes, he can’t attract other people’s attention. He is not good at communicating with people and does not like to talk. No one knows what kind of evil intention is hidden under the seemingly ordinary appearance. After
2000, Huang Yong returned home to work as a farmer.
Perhaps because he did not like sports since childhood and suffered from malnutrition, Huang Yong was shorter and thinner than his peers, and his square face and triangular eyes were still so inconspicuous. No girl likes him, and he has no good playmates. Every day, besides doing farm work, he continues his killer fantasy.
The unattractive Huang Yong
… In the summer of
2001, Huang Yong’s parents and two brothers left home to help raise pigs in another county, leaving Huang Yong alone to take care of several acres of fields. What does the
average young man do when he is alone at home? Calling friends, gathering people to play cards or drink, but Huang Yong has no friends, he is not interested in these things. He was the only one left at home, and the quiet environment was just right for him to continue his fantasy. Memorable scenes
of murder emerged in front of his eyes one by one, with guns, knives, poisons, ropes, and many more bizarre ways of killing, but his favorite was the rope, no blood, clean and neat.
“Do you want to try?” Huang Yong felt a voice saying to him.
Give it a try? A heat wave was surging in Huang Yong’s heart, but it immediately cooled down. He looked at himself, just over 1.6 meters tall, thin and weak, what kind of person can make himself subdue?
“You’re so smart, you can’t even do that, can you?” The voice said again.
Yeah, you can outsmart them. If people are deceived into their own homes, and then tied up, so that people can not move, that is not what they want to do? It’s easy to
cheat your own home, but how can you let the other party not resist when they are tied up?
Huang Yong looked around, and an old-fashioned noodle machine stand attracted his attention. The stand for the
noodle rolling machine is bigger than common baking bed. It looks like a long table. Huang Yong tried to lie down on it, just enough to lie down a person. It would be easier
if people could lie on it obediently and tie it up.
Huang Yung came up with a plan: He decided to modify the stand of the noodle rolling machine and give it a new “function,” turning it into a killing tool!
He removed the iron parts at one end, which were specially used for rolling the surface, and exposed the two cross braces under the table top. The next day, he bought bright green advertising paint and painted the bracket, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.
Huang Yong gave the tool an exaggerated name: Smart Trojan.
He wants to use this unique and weird thing to deceive people, so that people obey his command and lie on it to be slaughtered by him!
Huang Yong demonstrated the crime process
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Huang Yong demonstrates the process
of committing a crime. Apart from having four legs like a horse, this “intelligent Trojan horse” does not have any of the characteristics of a horse. The reason for such a name is to create a mysterious atmosphere.
Huang Yong also came from his teens, and he knows what teenage boys are thinking. They are curious, unable to resist temptation, and have no guard against the unknown. So he targeted boys of this age.
In the next two years, Huang Yong took advantage of the psychological disadvantage of young boys to trap and kill 17 people. If he had not finally given up killing, perhaps more boys would have died at his hands.
Some of the victims
.
Some of the victims
questioned Huang Yong and the trial went quite smoothly. He quickly confessed that he had killed people and buried them in his yard. Public security authorities immediately began digging, and officials finally confirmed that Huang Yong had killed a total of 17 people, but some people said that the number of dead was more than that. For various reasons of inconvenience, we will not introduce the situation in depth here. One month after
Zhang Jialei escaped from danger, the Intermediate People’s Court of Zhumadian City sentenced Huang Yong to death and deprived him of political rights for life. He didn’t defend himself, he didn’t appeal, he killed 17 people, and no matter how much he confessed, he was dead.
On December 26, just a month and a half after his arrest, Huang Yong was executed.
Sent to the execution ground
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Sent to the execution
ground, everything is going too fast, people still have a lot of questions to be solved, what is his motive for the crime? What kind of man is he? What kind of family environment created such a cold-blooded killer? What lessons can we learn from this case? How to prevent such tragedies from happening again?
Because the crime research experts at that time did not have time to conduct in-depth visits and research on Huang Yong, here, we can only make some rough analysis with the help of world-renowned cases.
First of all, let’s talk about Huang Yong’s personal factors.
Mark Twain once said, “All creatures kill, almost without exception.”. But of all creatures, only humans kill for pleasure. The
vast majority of serial murders are sex-related. Some crime experts say that serial murders are generally extreme expressions of sexual needs. Murder is usually accompanied by sexual assault or abuse. In the existing cases, all the perpetrators are men, very few have female accomplices, and the victims are mainly women, with a considerable number of men. In
Huang Yong’s case, all the victims were male. Rumor has
it that Huang Yong is a homosexual, and after tying up the victim, he first sexually assaulted and then killed, which is probably based on the above rule. Moreover, the victims were all young men in their teens and early twenties, while Huang Yong himself was in the prime of life at the age of 27-29 when he committed the crime. Having never had a girlfriend in this number of years will also make people think that the opposite sex is not attractive to him. But whether it is sexual assault, or later infected with AIDS, these rumors have not been confirmed.
We are always used to profiling people and judging whether they are good or bad by their appearance. We often hear people say, “It doesn’t look like a bad person..” I didn’t expect to do such a thing. In fact, the appearance is the least telling. Green River Killer Gary Ridgeway was seen by neighbors and colleagues as a family man who did not speak loudly and respected female colleagues, but killed more than 40 sex workers in two years; “Big Ed” is a gentle giant in the eyes of his friends. While fraternizing with the police, he secretly killed six female college students, raped and dismembered them, and finally killed his mother. The reason why
serial killers can commit crimes continuously is precisely because they all have an ordinary appearance. They shuttle through the crowd, calm, people will not have any wariness, but in their hearts, they are choosing prey. You can never imagine what is going on in that secret corner of the human heart, nor can you know what evil thoughts are being thought by some unattractive person passing by you.
Almost all serial killers are “invisible” in the eyes of others. Huang Yong was unremarkable from childhood, without any advantages or obvious shortcomings, which provided convenience for him to commit crimes continuously. When Huang Yong chatted with the victim in the video hall, he was generous and tried his best to please the other party. The opposite person was unprepared for this and unconsciously walked into the trap. No matter how many illogical points there are, they are all ignored. He realized the joy of “success”
when he lured more than a dozen boys to his home, tied them up, and strangled them easily.
Yes, this is a kind of success in his eyes. He has done something that others dare not do and cannot do. He thinks that this is a “successful move.”. It’s just that this kind of success can’t be publicized. He can only prove his ability by picking up a brush and writing “Huang Yong Good” on the kitchen door after killing people.
Huang Yong Good
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As we have said before, Huang Yong’s parents gave birth to three boys, and he is the youngest. By the time he was born, the pride of “giving birth to a son” had been replaced by the worry of “having one more mouth, and having to prepare one more bride price in the future.” Therefore, there is no doubt that he lacked the love of his parents when he was young. Data from studies of
serial killers show that a person in infancy will seek attention and caress from his family through smiling, crying and other behaviors. This period is a critical period for character building. If he does not get enough attention, he will show character defects after the age of two. Many serial killers have such a childhood, so they can’t express their emotions normally, lack sympathy, care for others, abuse animals and so on.
Huang Yong’s family failed in this respect, which led him to go further and further on the road different from ordinary people, without the heart of right and wrong, the heart of awe, and the disregard of the law.
Huang Yong can’t get the attention of his parents at home and has no sense of existence, so he can only try to fight for it by himself. Men’s sense of existence is nothing more than money, appearance, power, ability, and so on, Huang Yong has nothing. All he had was a brilliant and imaginative mind, and childhood fantasies began to ferment. After more than ten years of constant polishing, the original unrealistic fantasy became more and more perfect and attractive, and finally he could not resist and wanted to realize it. His childhood dream was none other than killer dream.
I don’t know how many boys had killer dreams at the end of the last century, but as they grew up, their lives became richer and richer, their minds became more mature, and Huang Yong was always immersed in his childhood dreams. The United States has the largest number of serial killers, but no killer has ever attributed the crime to a killer movie.
Huang Yong has been dominated by this dream, and his fantasy of killing people is constantly improving. After committing the crime for the first time, he found that his method was not neat enough, so he wanted to improve the next time and complete the “perfect murder” in his imagination, once not twice, twice not three times. While approaching perfection, he became addicted and obsessed with killing. He got great pleasure from death, as if he had gained the power to decide life and death. We don’t know exactly when
he began to dream of being a killer. It is often said that when he was a child, he had seen a Hong Kong shooting film called “Romantic Killer Free Man”. The film was shot on location in England and Japan, and was well made. The killer played by Simon Yam is handsome and rich. He is a new boss of a gang. In order to get revenge, he kills a lot. By the way, he has a life-and-death love affair with a female overseas student played by Wang Zuxian. Huang Yong was attracted by this role and began to dream of becoming a killer. The poster
for
“Romantic Killer Free Man”..
The poster
for Romantic Killer Free Man, but that doesn’t stand up to scrutiny. “Romantic Killer Free Man” was released in Hong Kong in 1990, when Huang Yong was already 16 years old, his mind was close to adult, and he was unlikely to make a sudden change, so his dream of becoming a killer was a cumulative process, not a film. But we can still imagine that from the beginning of his dream to the first murder for more than ten years, his life has not been greatly improved, his thoughts have not been occupied by other things, even money and women, which are most loved by young men, have not drawn his attention away, which shows how monotonous his life is, and he wants to find special excitement in the dull life.
Even if you can’t put it down to violent movies, there are still some people who look at killers in an appreciative way. In their eyes, the killer is full of personality and wisdom, independent, neat, dare to challenge, is simply the perfect hero. Ted Bundy, the highly intelligent American serial killer, had many suitors during his trial, and even married and had a daughter in prison. There is still a portrait of Irene Wuornos in the Florida Rubicon Bar, and flowers are often placed in front of the portrait.
As for some movies and TV works, the beautification of killers is even more unrealistic. Keanu Reeves’ “Fast” trilogy is a typical example. Someone once calculated that his killer protagonist killed 380 people in three films. Here we do not discuss the film itself, but hope that readers who are parents will remember not to let their children see violent content. Children do not have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, bloody pictures and distorted values in the minds of children caused by the impact we can not imagine, and even lead to imitation of crime.
In the study of crime, there is a general view that the number of serial murders is directly proportional to the level of living standards. That is to say, the high incidence of serial murders in developed countries is due to the high living standards there. People do not have to rush around all day to solve the problem of food and clothing. They have enough time and energy to release the demons in their hearts and study how to kill people. And the high standard of living means having their own private space, which is convenient for the implementation of imprisonment, torture and other acts. For example, Ng Chi Tat, the second generation of Hong Kong’s rich, and his accomplice Rick built a wooden house on a farm in California for the sole purpose of torturing the victim and filming the video.
Of course, there are many serial killers on the run, such as the Manson family, the Zodiac Killer, Jack the Ripper, and so on. But in the environment of our country, Huang Yong is indeed a special case, if his family does not leave, killing may always exist only in his fantasy.
Let’s talk about social factors.
Huang Yong killed five people at the peak of the crime, in March 2003. This kind of crime frequency is definitely high in the world of serial killers, surpassing the frequency of Japan’s “Twitter killer” Takahiro Shiraishi killing one person a week. As we all know, the countryside is full of bungalows, and the neighbors are very clear about what happened in a family, not to mention that Huang Yong can even hear what TV programs his neighbors are watching. But the young boy entered Huang Yong’s house every other day, only to see in and out, why no one thought it strange?
Just imagine, if the victims were all young girls, and there were a few good-looking ones, I’m afraid the neighbors would have paid attention to them.
Let’s find out more about the victim.
Usually, homicide cases occur between acquaintances, nothing more than money, sex, hatred of these three reasons, serial homicide cases are different, it usually occurs between strangers. But “strange” is only relative to the victim. In the eyes of the murderer, the victim has been selected by his research, and is no longer strange. He will approach the victims to their liking and win their favor. Every time
Huang Yong selected the victims, he would attract them to his home with what they were interested in. Those young boys who hang out in video halls, game halls and Internet cafes usually do not like to study, play or have no real job. Their families are ordinary, and their parents are too busy to take care of them. Such people often need money. So Huang Yong’s most commonly used bait is to lend them money, accompany him to withdraw money, or help them go to school. For the unemployed, Huang Yong pretends to be able to help them find jobs. People in adversity tend to focus only on how to solve difficulties, but turn a blind eye to dangers.
In this way, half of Huang Yong’s plan was successfully implemented.
In fact, these victims have a lot of opportunities to see flaws, but unfortunately they are ignored. There is a classic joke in Guo Degang’s crosstalk: a fortune-teller wants to tell his fortune. Guo Degang looks at the mud on his face and says, “You’d better do the math for yourself first.”
I don’t know what the victims were thinking when they entered Huang Yong’s house. Dilapidated houses, simple furniture, broken cotton wool as bedding, brick walls do not even have a layer of cement, let alone decoration. How can people with this standard of living have the money to fund others? If there is a job opportunity, can you find one for him first?
Unfortunately, none of the boys suspected. Perhaps some people have doubted, but the curiosity of novelty, as well as the idea that they are boys, have no money, and are not afraid of being robbed, let them relax their vigilance. Besides, the man opposite was thin and small, and he would not suffer losses if he started to fight. In this way, the boys did not ask much when they saw the “wooden horse” which had nothing to do with intelligence. They lay on it obediently and let a stranger who had just known each other for a few hours tie their hands and feet.
Huang Yong once told the police how he lured the boys to lie on the “intelligent Trojan horse”. “Young people all have the idea of challenging themselves,” he said. “Everyone is not stupid and thinks they are very capable. I named it the intelligent Trojan horse, which can make people lose their guard, so it’s easy for me to succeed.
Finally, let us quote a passage from Professor Li Meijin of the Public Security University as the conclusion of the case: loneliness and indifference create his psychological introversion; life is boring and setbacks strengthen his inner desire and imagination; heroic violence in movies and TV awakens his “dream”; good intelligence and living alone make Huang Yong’s “killing imagination” come true.
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