I will never forget 48 innocent souls, the scene of the first major serial murder since the founding of the nation.
In 1983-1985, strange events occurred in Shaanxi Commercial County, and people continue to disappear by surprise as if they evaporate.
Unimaginably, in this poor county of that year, in a village with more than 800 inhabitants, the first one of the most publicly reported mass killings in the country since the establishment of the new China took place.
So far, new folk rumours have spread about the “Little Ghosts on the River of Yang” and “The Dead King’s Dreams”.
The King of Murder, who has not killed a pig in his life, has killed 48 innocent people! It included 31 men, 17 women, and three members of the family who were killed.
Unlike the general case of aggravated serial killings, the case was committed by a group of spouses, the main perpetrator instigated the male victim to have an improper sexual relationship with his wife before committing the crime, or even by the following means, and then committed the murder after he had satisfied his psychotic psychological needs. All of his killings were carried out in his house’s two earthhouses, where his body was kept in the same size as a pyrotechnic fire, where he lived with the body, cut off the victim’s hair, wore the victim’s clothes and even raped the body.
People think he killed for money and sex, and the public security department actually found only $3.13 in cash in his home! He called it the “no killing principle” and said it was for the people.
Note: This is the most detailed reduction and analysis of the case at present, over 20,000 words. At the end of the post, there are several photographs of the scene, which, although coded, are not recommended for viewing by readers under 18 years of age and those who are less able to withstand them.
Date: 11 February 1985
Location: Business district, Kanro City, Shaanxi Province (now Commercial District), West Gate Station
Victims: Deputy Secretary, Village Branch
In the early hours of the day, a thin young man aged 40 and about a metre tall wandered around the West Gate station. He was worn out, smelled of sour and small eyes, and had a very visible ear. It is clear that this is not a man with no worries, and that some of his tiggered shapes and modest steps represent a healthy farmer.
This station belongs to a rich section of the town of the commercial district and is a necessary route to the south-western communes. In addition to this, there is a market where rural people coming from around the country carry their agricultural by-products to the market. Since the early 1980s, a small labour market has naturally been formed, with young adults from around the world who are looking for work and waiting for their employers to come.
Far from it, the young man saw a few men waiting for a car, with their eyes open, and one of them looked strong.
And when he knew that he was going by car, he went forward and asked, “Did you come back from the mountains?” I’m sorry.
The guys said, “What’s up? I’m sorry.
“No, what’s a pigsty job? Five a day. I’m sorry.
Those people said, “It’s like a year in front of us, and they’re all in a hurry to come home and pay 10 bucks a day.” I’m sorry.
A man who looks like a leader has just lost his voice and asks, “Where do we do this?” I’m sorry.
The man, Zhao Sanha, who wanted to earn a little more money before returning home, was the leader of the four men who had just returned from work in Xi’an and were on their way back to the south-west town of Shanghai.
The rest of the guys laughed at him: “You’re a big fan of the San River, you’ve got ten days to pass, and you earn enough.” I’m sorry.
Still, the rest of the men were moved to ask the little ones: “How many are there?” The little man said, “One is enough, how much work can it be?” Zhao San River left after saying so. No one thought Zhao San River would ever return.
The young man said that his family was not far from Wang Yi village, that he was ill, that he had no strength to work, that his woman was a paralysing woman, that his head was not so good, and that all his work was done by outsiders. Zhao San Ha has also been making casual comments, saying that he is a demobilized soldier and a deputy secretary of the village branch, making more money while he is busy.
Listen to this. Little man’s got a heart: What? Or an official? I can’t help but feel the drum. What’s the little man worried about? Turns out, he’s a fake. He kills people. He came to the county today to look for his prey, and I didn’t think he’d come back with a village book. The idea of killing someone with an identity… suddenly fascinated him.
When he arrived in Wang Qian village, Zhao San Ha hesitated to stand in front of the small man ‘ s house, looked at it, a dirt house was broken and there was only one window, a poor picture that led him to wonder if the small man would not be able to pay.
The little man appeared to have seen his doubts, passed on the smoke and asked his wife to come out and bring water. Only a woman who crawled out of the house dragged her lower limbs with one hand and a glass of water with one hand was soft in Zhao Sanheton.
The little man gave him a shovel to dig a hole. Zhao asked, “Didn’t you say you’re going to raise a pigsty?” I’m sorry.
The little one said, “I’ll do it myself, and you’ll dig up a cellar of carrots.” I’m sorry.
Zhao Sanha may feel disinherited to work for such a poor family, but has come to do so without care.
It was that house.
After a while of digging, the Zhao San River was confused and questioned: “I think it’s so bad in this place.” I’m sorry.
This surprises the little man: “What is the pussy?” Hey, you’re superstitious…
Zhao Sanhe stopped talking and went on. The little man crouched at the door, lit a low-quality smoke, watched Zhao San River work for him, and enjoyed the moment. What if he’s a deputy secretary? I thought I was working for nothing. No, you’re digging your own grave!
Yes, he told Zhao San River to dig not a radish cellar, but a grave. He’s working with Zhao San Ha. It’s true that he wanted to kill.
But during Zhao’s digging, there was a slight hesitation in his heart. After all, Zhao Sanha was an identified man, and once he was killed, it might be a big deal. It was not realistic for him to do so during the day. If Zhao San Ha wanted to stay in his house for one night and sleep in his bedroom tonight, it would be a lucky thing to send him away in the morning with a generous payment. If he thinks that the house’s grass is dirty and he has to sleep in the second attic, he can’t be blamed for the fact that there’s still blood left after killing the last man.
The tired Zhao San River was prepared to stay here that night in the company of a small man, but was too dirty to get down. Just as he was climbing the ladder to bed in the attic, the little guy who was ready to fuck his hoe and hit him in the back! At that point, however, Zhao San River was not knocked down, and he held his hands on the edge of the ladder and was twitched all over it. He didn’t wait until he struggled to look back and see what was going on, but the little man was in a hurry to make up, and the Zhao San River slipped on the ground, but he was still convulsing and shaking for a while. And when I saw it, the little guy was shaking, and he said, “What is it, a person with an identity and life is hard and death is different from other people.” I’m sorry.
After killing Zhao San River, he was buried overnight by a small man, but not in the radish cellar that was newly dug that day. It’s another hidden pit, and no one can think of it.
On the eve of spring break, no one in the village noticed that the strange man who had come to dig the cellars of the village had disappeared from his relatives who had moved in and out.
Date: 16 May 1985
Location: Temple village of Liu Wan village
Victim: A professional pig farmer
On the same day, the villagers of Ye Temple Village, Du Joon-yeon, set up an early morning, first to turn around in their home ‘ s pig farm, to tell their daughter-in-law what happened that day and then to go to his brother, Do Jun-young. The first day we had a date, we went to town today. That morning, he brought some money, a bag of fertilizer, and he was going to go to the market to buy some bean cake for the pig.
He came out with energy, like millions of commercial district farmers, with a dream of self-reliance and prosperity. The Du brothers left at more than 8 o’clock, walking over the hill, walking around 10 miles across the bridge of the Nan Qin River and walking to the paper factory in the business district. My brother Dujunway suddenly remembered something and said, “Big brother, I sold a shipment of wheat straw to the paper mill a few days ago when their cashier didn’t get the money and gave me a note. I’m wearing that cop right now. Wait a minute, I’ll go in and ask for money. I’m sorry.
Unfortunately, the cashier at the paper mill was not present and the money was not received. The teller called Wenjin, their cousin. Two times without the money, the Deutsche has been a bit unhappy, and his mouth says, “Look what I will call him when I see him.” Who would have thought that the $1.85 in arrears was the key to a world-wide tragedy.
The Du’s brothers went over Nan Qin and arrived at the fair at more than 10 o’clock, and his brother, Doo Junway, said he was going to find out where the bean cakes were, and the brothers were separated here.
At 4 p.m., he returned to the assembly site at his scheduled time and waited for half a day without seeing his brother, without a cell phone or a pager, and went to the village without contact.
At around 7 p.m. that night, Do-jun-young was at home for dinner, and his wife-in-law came to us. Seeing your husband’s not here, you’re not with Jun Wai? He hasn’t come home yet. “It’s not too late for Do-joon-young, and he comforts his sister-in-law, saying, “It’s probably something on the way that delayed or went to someone else’s house for dinner. “I’m going to send my sister-in-law home. The next day, Du Junway still didn’t come home, waited, spent another three or five days, and no one saw. The Du’s family is in a hurry, and even if Du Jun Wai goes to work for others, he’ll send a message. Besides, there are a dozen pigs at home. Where the hell is he? The anxious Du family began to search for Du Jun Wai, but without any information, he seemed to evaporate and never received any information.
11 days later, his brother went to the county to find his brother, just as he was passing through the paper factory, he suddenly remembered that on the 16th day he went to the factory to find Nai Wen for money, and then he went to the factory to ask if he had seen the missing Du Jun-yung.
After we listened, we were in a state of shock and shouted, “Oh, shit. So, just two days ago, a short-headed man came looking for him with a cop with the name of Dujunway, and the amount of money was $1.85! He was wondering, “You’re not Doo Jun-wei. He’s my cousin. How can you take his cop for money?” The man argued: “He owed me money, and he gave me the police, so that I could collect it.” I’m sorry.
To hear this, Do-jooning was busy asking the man’s face, and then listening to it, he was a man of one metre and five. Isn’t that poor, lazy man of Wang Qian village? How could he be owed money if he was suspicious and his brother was in good financial condition? So Joon-young told him to go with him tomorrow and go back to the village and greet seven strong men who were going to go to Wang Yi Village the next day to find out.
So, where the hell is this man, Du Junway? Time to pull back the morning of May 16th.
After Dujunway broke up with his brother, he started hanging out on the market, meeting an acquaintance. When he saw Du Jun Wai, he greeted him enthusiastically: “What is he doing in the house, Jun Wai?” I’m sorry.
Du Junway despises this “honored man” because this young man is a laziness, a poor man named Wang Yumura, a man with a height of 5 m, a face that makes it difficult to remember him. But Du Junway’s mouth is full, “a dozen pigs, also known as a farmer.” I’m sorry.
After listening to this little man, a little bit of acid in his heart, and a little weird saying, “It’s been a professional for two years!” What are you gonna buy?”
Du Junway said he wanted to find some bean cake for the pig, but he didn’t find it.
The little one said, “Now that everyone’s eating vegetable oil, where are you going to find the bean cake?” I’m sorry.
Doo said so. It’s not until the show. The little guy asked him what was going on. Doo said it was nothing. The little one says, “What’s going on? Why don’t you come home with me and help with the potato in the ground? You know I can’t do anything in the field and my daughter-in-law is paralyzed. I’m sorry.
“What are you paying me for?” said Dujunway. I only want cash. I’m sorry.
How about three bucks a day? I’m sorry.
“Do you have money?” Dujoon asked with doubt.
The little man said, “What, you only have money? I took a job a few days ago and told someone about a family.” I’m just like you. I’m sorry.
To the extent that he had no hope of buying bean cakes, and didn’t want to come here for nothing, he wanted to make three bucks, so he looked up in the street and said, “Tell my brother. I’m sorry.
“What? Come out with your brother? “The little man is a bit alert and hesitant.
But he waved, and said, “No, go with you.” I’m sorry.
So they went to Wang Wan village, where the little man’s house was, and he refused to enter the old house because it was broken and rotten and could smell a stench from far away, saying, “I’m not going in there. Look what you’ve done to the house. It stinks like a toilet.” I’m sorry.
The little one thought, “You’re dying and you’re gonna stink in a few days.” “Look what you’ve done to the land.” Weeds are thicker than mackerel. I said no more. I’ve finished the weed. There’s no more potatoes left. I’m sorry.
“Hey, little guy, hey, hey, hey, hey. I’ll get you some water. I’m sorry.
After noon, the sun was tanned, and the little ones were crouched in the walls, enjoying the satisfaction of the moment in the fog, and watching the farmers work for him in the ground below the slope, suddenly giving him a better feeling than a landlord.
Life is not a waste of time, and these so-called faceless people who look down on themselves are doing it for nothing.
When Du Jun Wai finished working hard, it was dark, and the little one stayed in his house. One night together, thinking that he would return to Ye Temple Village in the morning the next morning, and that his decision would allow him to leave the world forever.
On the night of the night, Dujunway was sleeping on the mat of straw in the lobby, the kerosene lamp on the foot of the house was lumbered, and a man came near with a hoe in his hand and his foot, and for a moment he hit him in the head! One more time, one more time! Because that little black shadow is so familiar with this. Poor Dujunway was tired for a day and lost his life in his sleep. There was blood all over the house, and the little man’s face was splattered, and he didn’t care. He wiped his face with his hand and shouted, “Don’t sleep!” Get up and shine!
Only a moment later was heard, and a woman with a paralyzed lower leg crawled out with her hands. With kerosene lights on his face, he could not see any difference, and was clearly already numb to the scene. The little man found the money for the bean cake and the barber-snake cop.
Actually, the little one killed Ma, and Dujunway was the 46th victim he killed. After he had previously killed, he would have dug or asked others to bury the bodies, and, of course, those who dug the holes had been killed. By that time, there was no place to bury a body in his home or outside his house. It can be said that under the ground around his house, several layers of bodies have been buried!
Together with his aggressiveness to kill, the more he grows, the less he cares about the way he hides his body. In order to save effort, he instructed the paralysing woman, his wife, to remove his clothes and bury the body in a pile of wood and grass at the door.
One of the dead: the wood and grass.
When everything’s all packed up, the little guy counts the money he got from Doo Jun-wei, and he thinks, “Why don’t you throw out the wheat lawn?” On the right hand, however, considering the recent tightness of the hand, it was decided to keep it until an opportunity was found to take the money away from the paper mill. It was also his greed that opened the door to the case.
That’s right, this little man is the dragon!
Time: 28 May noon
May 28th, the day after Do-jun-Ying went to the paper mill to find Hu Wen-jin. As usual, Rong Ji-min went out in the morning looking for his prey, until after having wandered around the county town at 12 o’clock and determined that he was being watched. As long ago as he turned over Nan Qin, he felt that there was an unusual atmosphere around him, as if someone was following him.
He walked in the direction of the bus station in West Guan and, in order to further test his doubts, he took a few steps, as he had already been followed by others not far behind. I’m the one who can’t get away with it.
He looked around for a while and, as soon as he was sitting on a medical stand in the street, he was groaning and groaning on the lips of the people of Lung Ji-young and others when he arrived.
Huo Wen went in there and pulled him, “Remember me? I’m sorry.
“You’re not a cashier in the paper factory? The people of Longjie smiled back and turned their heads and said, “And this, too. I’m sorry.
He then asked: “How did the barb cop of Dujunway fall into your hands?” I’m sorry.
The people of Longjie didn’t have the slightest fear, they didn’t say, “Why do you say that?” Are you a police officer? I told you he owed me money! I’m sorry.
He was busy asking, “When did he give you the cops? I’m sorry.
“Some days, I can’t remember, I met him at West Guan and asked him for the bill, and he gave me the wheat lawn. One dollar, eight cents, five cents, he owes me 20 miles! “The answer of the Dragon Singlings is so close, so thorough and unbreakable.
They don’t know what to do, and it’s time for the Rongji people to get up from the stand and leave. I’m sorry.
“He says he’s going to work in Sian and pay me back. I’m sorry.
Come on, Lung Ji-min is lying! My brother couldn’t have left a dozen pigs in the house without even saying hello. There’s a ghost here!
A couple of men pulled up Lung Jie-min and took him to the county police station to explain.
When he heard the word “Public Security” he said, “What are you doing?” In broad daylight? Why should I go to the police station? Why? Did I steal or set fire? Do you know who I am? Dragon advance! What’s advanced? I’ll go to the police station, but you’ll have to say one, two, three first. I’m sorry.
The people of the Dragon Qi did not lie to the people, and a crowd of men dragged him away without permission, and the dragon shouted on the way, causing a lot of people to stare.
Until, when they were dragged to the station of the west gate, the people of Lungji lay down on the ground like a piece of mud, and he would not rise. A lot of people came up to watch, “What’s wrong with this guy? Stealing and stealing?”
There were more and more people watching, and they took the opportunity to say, “Yeah, what happened to me?” Am I stealing or lying? Why did you arrest me? I’m Dragon Advance! In this post, the “lon advanced” in Lung Jiu people’s mouth, who in fact responded to the family planning requirement, had been sterilized after the birth of the next child, and had received an advanced name in 1980. At this point, he continues to raise his own agenda in order to prove his innocence by showing that he is a “good man”.
Du Jun-Yung, who was rushing to defend himself, could not explain it for a moment and a moment, as the people of Lungji became more envious, more vocal and more reasonable, and many of the crowds were confused by him, and they made their statements to him.
A strange man who was watching the crowd for a while went to Do-jooning and whispered, “Big brother, I’m looking for this man too. Keep an eye on him. I’m sorry.
Who is this man? Zhao Yunlong!
Zhao Yunlong worked in Victory Oil Fields for a long time and, having learned of his brother ‘ s disappearance, asked the unit to take leave to look for his family, which was unsuccessful and extended once and for all, and to target the people of Lung Jie after understanding and investigating. This happened when he was taking him to the West Gate station to search for the people of Lung.
Zhao Yunlong said he didn’t say anything about the man he brought. People immediately identified Lung Ji-min, and the two teams took the dragon to the county police station.
Lung Ji-min himself
When he arrived at the Public Security Bureau, he called himself innocent, first saying that he had given himself a cop to pay off his debt and then left; then admitting that he had seen Zhao San River, asking him to walk through the pig’s ring and left him for one night at his home, he was taken away the following morning. Then he said again and again: “I don’t know, they did meet with me before, but I really don’t know where I went later.
The Public Security Bureau could not find a statement from Lung Ji-min, but the two disappeared had indeed been associated with him, and decided to lock him up and check his house tomorrow.
The next morning, on May 29th, two policemen went to Wang Qi-min’s house to look into the terrible truth!
The Rongji people’s home is a small home of earth, broken and broken, with windows blocked in their pockets and a cellar of light. After entering the house, the police were surprised by the dirty scenes in the house, which were not at all like a long-time farmer, more like a village scrap collection station and a combination of blind-flowing habitats. Instead, the internal structure is the same as that of ordinary people, and the entrance is a house with two half-walled sections in the right and the left. The ground is also flat, with several visible signs of being shoveled, with several dark red spots on a ladder leading to the second attic, much like dried blood.
The two police officers felt that there was something wrong with the house, possibly in connection with the disappearance, and questioned the wife of the Lungji people, Suk-xia, who was not only paralysed but also acting strangely and speaking without a word.
“There’s nothing in the house.” After a while, he murmured, “There was a time when a few people came to my home, and I slept on the roof at night, and I heard some noise outside, and they disappeared the next day. I’m sorry.
Ask her what happened and she shut up. After a while, he said, “I wash my clothes, the water in the pot is red.” I’m sorry.
The police found the matter significant and returned to the station and sent additional personnel to Wang Qi in the afternoon.
The dragon’s west wing is packed with a mess of junk, woodgrass, empty bottles of wine, rags, etc., and its feet are used to pull out a piece of the ground; the east wing is darker, dirty, piled with groceries and bumps into a spider web and dust.
During the search, the village chief of health said that the dragon’s house was stenching and that no one in the village would normally come to his house. And the police captain Wang Seok has a sharp stench from the smell, which he knows about: the rotting smell of dead bodies!
On a closer look, the King’s arrest outside the east wing and the stench of scattered wheatgrass is spreading a stronger stench. There are two naked male bodies under the grass and they’re starting to rot! In the event of a murder, the police immediately stopped the search and blocked the scene. We’ll also contact the detention facility and request that the dragons be handcuffed and shackled!
That’s right. The two bodies, one of them Du Jun Wai, but the other is not Zhao San Ha!
Rong Ji-min in custody knows he can’t run away this time. If the police search his house, they will find three bodies that have not yet been buried! Because he killed two more people in 11 days after he killed Doo Jun Wai!
Who are these two people? Let’s go back to the crime scene a few days ago and see what other ways the people of Lung Jie have been seductioning and killing.
Date: 22 May 1985
Location: Wang Quan village
Victim: Drinkers.
Only six days after the killing of Doo Jun-wei, Long Ji-min is suffering again. It was not the suffering of his chronic illness, but rather his heart, like the claws, trying to kill another prey. Since 1983, Ryuji people have been killing people in succession and are addicted. What’s the reason? We’ll talk about it later.
Early that morning, the desire of the Rongji people to kill rose again, and it was so easy to get to 4 p.m., and to leave the village and walk east along the road. The market of the city of Todo County was broken up at 4 p.m. and there was no point in looking for it.
He stopped at the entrance to the village and came to the other side of the bridge, about 16 years old, with a black face. The boy was carrying a urea pocket on his shoulder and had bottles clinking in it. The people of Longji saw what kind of student the young man was doing – a wine bottle. It was clear to him that the boy must have wandered around the county for a day and sold the money to the waste collection. Several bottles in the bag were collected on the way back. It’s a good catch.
It’s settled that he went out and greeted the young man, and then, in the words of the elders, he said, “I see that you can’t suffer, and it’s only a matter of time before you pack up the stand and go back. I’m sorry.
The boy smiled and said, “Hey, can’t take it. I’m sorry.
The people of Lungji said, “You only look to the city, you don’t know to go to the country.” I’m sorry.
The young man said, “The country is even worse. I want a beer bottle. I’m sorry.
“Who says the countrymen don’t drink beer? Now, the country folks are treating us with beer. There’s nothing to drink in town. There are lots of bottles and lots of people in the city, so you can’t take them, and there are fewer bottles in the country and fewer people. You want a village bottle from New Year’s and now you’re not satisfied with your pocket? I’m sorry.
The simple guy who said that was blinding.
“Do you want it today? I’m sorry.
“Receive! Take it. I’m sorry.
“Well, it’s not far. Come with me to Wang Yu Village. “The other day in the village, people said, “Why didn’t they see the bottle collector?” I’m sorry.
In order to dispel the confusion that the young man may have due to his passion, the people of Lung Jie-min say that there is an eye: “Uncle’s just doing you a favor. How about I just mention five? If he doesn’t have the strength, he wants to do this. @Ambassah: I’m sorry.
The young man was tricked. It was after 6:00 p.m. The young man saw the dragon’s house dirty and broken, and there was a paraplegic child who wrinkled.
The dragon invited him to the house to drink a bowl of water and the young man rose up to collect bottles in the village after he had taken a bowl. Longjim got him. “What’s your hurry? I’m sorry.
The young man said, “The sun is coming down and coming home early. I’m sorry.
Dragons come out of their mouths. You want to go back tonight? I’m sorry.
The young man had to hold on to his urea pocket as if this little man had the idea of hitting his pocket.
Lung Ji-min laughed, “What can I do to you?” I mean, who do you want to collect the bottles? And it will be dark when they return for supper. Why don’t you stay at Uncle’s tonight and have another wave tomorrow? I’m sorry.
When I saw the young man laughing, I was embarrassed to laugh, and Longji was relieved. “What’s happening to me lately?” Words don’t work in the past.
“What can I do now?” I’m sorry.
“Your aunt cooks, and you eat dinner at my house, and your uncle doesn’t want it.” I’m sorry.
After dinner, he said to the young man, “Why don’t you sit in the house for a while? The boy noded and said he thought he was a good man.
The Rongji people came back from the village dressed like they were coming in to say that a bottle had been delivered, but that the young man had fallen asleep under a wall by the stove and had empty bottles on his feet. Longjim looked at his wife in the west wing and laughed at her. The bitch also knows how many rotten bottles she’s got to hold on to. But Joo Sook-xia suddenly said, “He’s still a baby. That’s what scares the people of Longji, and he stares at his wife, shuts up, and goes back to the house, when the guy who walked for a day is exhausted and still sleeping.
The people of Longjie picked up a big bottle of wine from beneath their feet, and came gently to the young man, who had not made the bottle kill him. It’s just about to break down. Before we could figure out what was going on, he was knocked down by the dragons. Again! Dragon Qi brought all his strength and threw the bottle over the boy’s head! Until the breath broke, the young man’s eyes were not closed, blood was pouring out, and the ground quickly spread.
Another man was killed, and the people of Lung Jie were breathing and feeling particularly good, and the share was sorely worn out in a violent burst.
After the murder, the people of Longji took the clothes of the young man and dragged the body to the body of Doo Junway, and said, “Come, Jun Wai, I have found you a companion. He also put two corpses in a perverted shape, and he put them together…
At the same time, Dujunway’s family started looking for him.
Date: 26 May 1985
Location: Fair near West Guan Station, commercial county
Victim: Wang Yun (female)
Four days after the murder of the man who had taken the bottle, Lung Jie-min began to commit another crime. On the same day, Lung Jie-min went to the West Gate Station to find a target. He was too familiar with the area because he had taken many people from the nearby labour market and the market, including men and women, and the female victim, who had been taken home to be brutally murdered and raped. Why would so many people trust Lung Jie-min and follow him?
At that time, the people were simple and the countrymen could easily trust strangers. Second, it is common for poor districts to work part-time, and everyone wants to earn more. Thirdly, he was in a very stable state when he committed the crime, and his thin and small appearance was deceptive, and he used his local accent to get people home under the pretext that he was ill without labour, looking for help, looking for a job, being a close relative, being a high-priced employee, who could both work for him and satisfy his twisted desire for sex and killing.
After the murder, his wife Shuxia helped to clean up the blood bed, wash the blood clothes, search for property, cut off the long hair of the deceased and then bury him.
On the same day, Lung Jie-min aimed at a little black and skinny guy, and came up and said, “Do you want to do your job?” Get up the pigsty, $5 a day. “I have a life in town, 10 miles a day.” I’m sorry.
So the bad luck of the young man turned to a middle-aged woman. This woman, Wang Yun, is 50 years old and clean and doesn’t look like a peasant. She was in front of a chicken-soldier’s stand, and Rung Ji-min caught her in the eye, and she came up and said, “Oh, sister, want to buy a chicken boy? “That’s a chicken boy.” Looks like a sparrow son! I’ve got some good. Would you like to see it? I’m sorry.
“Your family has chickens.” “I’m Wang Qian, a chicken farmer, with all kinds. Wang Yun became clear as soon as he heard that Wang Yi village was a well-known village with a specialty in chicken farming in the county, as reported in the newspaper Commercial Law.
So the woman went back to her village with Lung Ji-min, and when she arrived, it was dark, and Wang was anxious to go to the chicken house to see the chicken baby, and the people of Lung-je said, “If you have come all the way, buy it as you wish. Why don’t you stop at my house and talk tomorrow? Wang Yun looks dirty, but there are women at home who hesitate to take off their shoes.
After sitting for a while, Wang was in a panic and asked, “Why is your village so quiet? “There’s a movie in the village tonight, and everyone’s going to see it.” You’re not looking, are you? It’s almost over. Wang Yun left his mouth open: “I’m not going to lift it in a sedan. So the box was opened and the two people talked.
It was only then that Longjim knew that Wang Yun was a good family and that his husband was also the head manager of a garment shop in Xi’an. The people of Longjim said to her, “Why are you not living in Xi’an?” Wang Yun said he didn’t get used to it. He was very noisy. It’s better to be in business, with few people, with many acquaintances, clean, and care for fruit trees and chickens.
The people of Lung Jie heard nothing here, crouched on the ground and smoked. And the heart is filled with bitterness: the woman is blessed and she will not enjoy it, and she thinks that her life will be better. On that night, Wang Yun became the last person to be killed by the people of the dragons, and as to the details of Wang Yun ‘ s victimization, we will not describe them in detail here because of the cruelty and anti-humanism.
Wang Yun ‘ s body was hidden more arbitrarily, but in an old fertilizer bag, at will behind a wood and grass pile outside the Rongji people ‘ s house.
Wang Yun is the 48th man killed!
Let us go back to the Rongji people’s house and look at the scene according to the footsteps of the investigators.
Time: The evening of 27 May
Location: Dragonjee civilian home
The case was significant, as the police conducted a third search and, after a messy pile of wood and grass, discovered a fertilizer bag containing a female body, which was about 50 years old and not Zhao Sanha. Yes, this body is Wang Yun.
The discovery of three bodies led the police to continue to deploy additional police forces and to carry out full-scale surveys with dogs. The people of Lung Jie family heard of the incident and found naked bodies, leaving the village for men, women and children to observe.
“What? Lung Ji-min killed someone? Who killed him? I’m sorry.
“You can’t kill a pig like him. I’m sorry.
The police had drawn a circle of protection, and the village health chief led the militia to maintain order at the scene. The Deputy Secretary of the District Commission for Political Affairs and Law, the Director of Public Security and the relevant leaders of the Commercial and LSD and the Administration came to the scene.
According to the villagers at the scene, there was a radish cellar in front of the Dragon’s house, which was then filled in. “Do you know what your man is doing?” I’m sorry.
“He? I’ve done a lot of things, and I’ve been beaten up all day…”
“Not asking you this. Was there a cellar in front of your house? A pit? I don’t know when it was even. You point.
Joo Sook-xia dragged herself to the door with the support of her arm, pointing to a place. They were a little unconvinced by the King ‘ s seizure, because the place where the Suk-suk Xia was pointing was less than a metre from the threshold. Who’s gonna dig a radish cellar out there?
The king called for several militia to dig.
After digging for a few swirls, the militia suddenly stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
No one replied that everyone seemed nervous and afraid to see what should not be seen, except that the excavated soil contained some of the pre-decomposed oaks.
“Go on digging. I’m sorry.
The militia went on to dig down, and when another earth was turned up, a timid militia suddenly retreated and shouted like a snake scorpion.
As they look down, they see nothing but the suffocation of what is hidden beneath the leaves, and a pile of dead, decomposed bodies. What gives rise to the headaches is that the bodies are scrambled, scrambled and scrambled by scrambling. But that’s more than that, as can be seen from the cracks, there’s at least one floor below the bodies! Those present were frightened by this nightmare.
Eight of them are decomposed.
On-site survey command issued a directive to suspend the survey and immediately report it to the Provincial Public Security Department!
Following the arrival of the heads of the relevant departments and a group of investigators the following day, the excavation work resumed.
Body exhumations, photo and video photographs, registrations, forensic autopsy… At dusk, the body excavated from the grave that day rose to 20! But the survey wasn’t over until May 31st, 11 a.m., when the grave was cleared and 33 bodies were exposed! According to a forensic physician who was involved in the site clean-up at the time, the psychological capacity of the population had reached its limit. However, after continued exploration, another grave was discovered!
The pit was located within the pigs’ collar on the east side of the house, 2 metres long and 1 metre wide and 1.5 metres deep, and a total of 8 bodies were dug, in the same manner as the large pit below the vegetable field. The degree of decomposition of the body suggests that the victims died earlier.
A boned corpse.
It’s not over yet, and in June, on the fifth day, the police found another pile of fully boned corpses at 50 centimetres beneath the wall of the Dragon House Master. 4 bodies.
As a result, the entire business district has been blown up, and for the first time people have heard of such terrible killings, such as the tide, which tends to rush to Wang Yi village. In addition, there were family members of missing persons who came to identify their bodies, crying and screaming. The police had to transfer the body identification site and protect the site.
Of the 48 bodies found in this case, 31 were male, 17 were female and even a child!
Because most of the bodies are highly decomposed, they can only be identified by relics, 48 bodies, only 30 were identified, and 10 others are unidentified. The police pulled a number of wires from the identification yard, which were packed with clothes taken from the Ryuji people ‘ s house, some of which could be seen as having been washed but with blood marks. Few of these clothes are decent, or of low quality, or are broken, and many of them are worn out of their collars, cuffs and elbows, knees, and it is known that the owner was a man of heavy physical labour. The same is true of the shoes displayed, which contain almost no leather shoes, most of which are clothed shoes and military replicas that are outdated but popular with farmers.
The remains of the scene.
Those who saw these things cried with grief, and one of the viewers lamented: “As if they had not lived for good.”
From May 30th, in the words of a villager in Wang Yi village, “Just like the temple! There are no less than 100,000 people in the village in a week, including journalists. One of the production captains said, “After the crime, all of us in the village were banned from going out to investigate the co-perpetrators, and I saw the leaders coming. I’m sorry.
The case was designated “Case 5-28” and was duly reported by CLEC and the Regional Bureau of Commerce and Industry. This is an unprecedented case since the establishment of the new China.
Subsequently, the working group was established in the comptoirs, and a investigative organization was established with the participation of all levels of leadership and public security. There is an interrogation team, an investigation visit team and an on-site survey team. In addition to this, a mass investigation team has been set up locally.
The investigation of the case became the overriding focus of the business area. What’s the motive for the dragons? What are the means and modus operandi? Who are the victims? Why aren’t there any rebels? Any co-perpetrators? Why not bury the last three bodies? … one question lies before the investigators.
Wang Yi village was surrounded and surrounded, and police officers standing at various crossings outside the village with live ammunition announced their policies to the villagers, welcoming the charges and surrendering themselves. It took the team a long time to find out each of the 1,000 people who had found a small book from the Dragon’s house, made of cigarettes, and found that there was no other accomplice than his wife! And those whose names have been written by the people of the dragons, who are in great fear. What is he doing with our names? Want to kill us?
How did the Lung Ji Mins kill?
According to later findings, from March 1983 onwards, the dragon wandered around the bus station, the square, the entrance to East and West City, the head of the Nan Qin Bridge, in the name of the introduction, the work of high-priced employees, the free stay, etc., and lured those who had dispersed their homes, those who worked outside the home and those who were dumb, to work for him, to sleep at night, to be lighted in part by his wife, to be hit on the head with a hammer, and to be stabbed with a cone knife on the chest or neck by some of those who had not.
In 1985 alone, the people of Lungji killed 36 people madly. This is the case of the young couple and two-year-old children who are small X. Worse still, according to the statements of the dragon, he lured the victims, Ro XX, Wang XX, Du XX, among others, to have sexual relations with his wife and then to kill him in his sleep.
Zhao Village Man X was the one who escaped from dragon claws. It was in the fall of 1984, Shao X went to see a movie in Wang Wan Village, and on his way back he met the Ryoji people who said they could stay at his house that night and he had a job.
“I said my house is dirty. His house is 10 times more dirty than mine! I don’t know what it tastes like, for a while. I didn’t take my clothes off, and he slept with the general all night, and left at dawn. It is recalled that the dragon didn’t hurt him that night, probably because he thought it smelled in the house and smoked several times and the dragon didn’t have a chance to do it.
Liu Xwa, a villager in Liu Ha village, who helped the police to dig up the grave in the Dragon’s home, is also a “lucky child”. According to his recollection, “One day the people of Lungji asked me to go to his house and dig the cellars, before digging, he used lime to wire and told me not to go beyond the grey line. I think he’s a good guy. He’s digging a carrot cellar. Liu X-wa said he had to move the grey line out of the country, and then dug a bone.
He didn’t look like an animal bone, and he said, “Little Dragon, I said there’s a man buried in your house! I’m sorry.
When Ryuji ran out of his house in panic, and covered his way: “Maybe this land is an old grave.” I’m sorry.
The next day, Liu X-ba was sent away, and he didn’t know that a year later, he was involved in the exhumation, or this pit, where the bodies were buried!
“Think about the real fear, and if I ask more, can the people of Lung Jie let me go back?” said Liu Xwa.
The people of Longjie.
Lung Jie-min, also known as Dragon Kong. Born in 1951 in the business district of Shaanxi province (now the commercial district) of the Inji Community Dragon Team. When he was six, his sister died when she was three.
Because he was the only man in the family, and his father believed that the heirs would be in his hands, so he loved him as a treasure, and was used to it as a child, so that he could eat all that was good in his family, and his father would certainly find a way to get to him whatever he wanted. According to the old neighbours, when he was young and was put in a basket by his father, he went to work behind his back, and if he was bullied by another child, his father would have led him back to the child ‘ s house. At school, because of his small size, some of his classmates went to mock him, but in the end they didn’t have any good fruit. As a result, a lot of bad things have been done to the people of Lung from childhood.
Whether or not he was put in a box for lack of physical development or for any other reason, he was born small, indecency, the youngest of his classmates, but the oldest and most ill, and was despised by his teachers and students, who had repeatedly been mocked.
But this man is very good at talking, he has a sharp mind, he reacts very quickly and he is the so-called “smart man with brains” in the countryside. At the primary level, the people of Lung Jie were quite good at school and were first in the class. But the wise, the wise, the wise, and the unrighteous, and in the era when the exams were cancelled, the people of Longji went to school, and became farmers.
During the “Change” he set up a local rebel organization, which ransacked his family and fought against his cadres, thereby reducing his grievances. However, it was not long, and when the FRRC was established in the village, the dragon was almost pulled out of the ring and its organization collapsed. When he was frustrated, he became depressed, abandoned himself, left his hands idle, hated labour, and cheated, and became a famous scourge in the village.
The people of Longji are lazy, too lazy to imagine. There’s never been a clean-up at home, and there’s a stench of stench at a distance of dozens of metres. One of the villagers said, “I went to his house to look for him once, and I almost got scared of him.” It stinks. It stinks more than a shithole. His house was like a dump. He had nowhere to go.
Since then, the Ryoshi people have been working for long periods of time, and even food rations have been sent home. The production team requires 400 points of basic work for each labour force throughout the year, but the dragons do less than 100, and sometimes play smart and steal points for their own processing.
In 1974, as a result of the flooding of the South Qin reservoir, the area in which the Ryongji people were living had to be relocated, he moved with the villagers to Wang Yi village in Yang Yi River. This is a large village, 30 or 40 metres from the road, with a population of more than 800 people.
His body is weak, he’s about 1 m tall, and he’s chronically ill, and he’s having a tougher day. On one occasion, Wang Qian village crowds helped families of new immigrants to build new houses, while dragons drilled into their borrowed houses to fill their own houses with sickness, and even their own houses were not built together.
Although he’s not well, he’s not allowed to be colorful. He also wrote himself a taunted oil poem for his “marriage” but no woman liked him. In the winter of 1977, the Rongji people moved against their will and abducted a demented woman to her home for days, fortunately discovered by the village militia and rescued her. In fact, according to local villagers, the Rongji people also raped a 60-year-old wife. In order to keep her face, she did not call the police, and no one dug it up until after the incident.
As a result, the people of Lung Jie have become more notorious in the village, and no woman is willing to go with him.
In 1978, after having been introduced by his sister, he married a woman who had suffered from the paralysis of her lower limbs as a result of meningitis, not only because of her lack of labour, but also because of the abnormality of her brain and sometimes when he was awake. After they married, they had a daughter in 1979.
The paralysed Suk-xia is naturally unable to do farming work, and the poor and infirmity of the dragons, and the family is impoverished after marriage. Despite this, Lung Jie-min has read books before and thinks that he has some ink and that he sees himself well. The gap in reality has left him with a bad heart, a feeling of loneliness and no friends in the village. This so-called sense of highness and low self-esteem is often intertwined in their hearts, creating strange psychological distortions. That is also why he called himself a bottom line of murder and thought he was moral.
With a child, the financial burden is greater, the unsuspecting Rongji people have begun to live on credit, he owes the production team more than $180 in rations, he’s been asked many times, he doesn’t listen, he can’t handle it. He was too lazy to go back to the food that had been distributed to him, and was often sent to his home from the team, causing people to talk about him behind his back. It is also possible that the Ryoji people, for a number of reasons, have become more distorted, perverted and angry, and that the villagers have seen him far away, so that he has no one who can communicate normally, and in his dictionaries of his life, he says that he is relentlessly innocent, alone, and that life is getting worse and worse.
In 1982, after the introduction of the responsibility for home-based co-contracting in the village, the day when the dragons had to eat “boiled rice” on a part-time basis. As the economic situation in the village began to change, many people either went out to work for more, earned more, or worked on farming, which had improved. The people of Lungji, who have no physical strength, are lazy, have no means to farm, have a good life, have an increasingly different heart, move from jealousy to discontent with the status quo and need an outlet.
At the beginning of 1983, Lung Jie-min was unable to sit down and, after a period of reckoning, decided to take advantage of the victim ‘ s property by tricking some people to come to his home to work for nothing and then murder them without their will.
Sometimes the evils come in a state of indifference, without any vibration.
As killing becomes more and more easy, and with a small amount of self-reliance, the sense of satisfaction in the hearts of the people of the dragons is still alive and the desire for it grows stronger. This desire is not to get more money, but to kill more people, to satisfy the pleasures of revenge and deformity.
Every time he kills, he doesn’t hide from his wife. After all, the woman is a woman who is unsure, falls asleep in her house, and has no chance of getting in touch with outsiders and spreading gossip. Even a few times, he let his wife sleep with another man, who was stupid enough to refuse. In some cases, he was even helped to wash clothes taken from the victim ‘ s body with blood or to shine with a light when the body was buried.
Analysis of the criminal motivations of the Lungji people
Why did Longjie people kill so many people? Many of those who learned about the case said that they were making money, obtaining a free labour force, fulfilling sexual requirements and later becoming addicted to homicide.
Indeed, this analysis is not comprehensive.
For your information, UNMOT has made the following unique analyses of its motives:
No mental illness, but personality disorder.
In the course of his interrogation, the Rongji people told him that he had the principle of “no killing”: first, no killing of technologists, second, no killing of state cadres, and third, no killing of workers and workers. Because he believed that they were all those who contributed to the nation, he killed only the crippled, the ignorant and the foolish.
This is the absurdity of the Ryoji people. Isn’t Zhao San Ha a national official? Only a small proportion of the victims are disabled and others are normal.
As a result, after hearing the fallacy of the Lung Jie-min, the police assessed him as mentally ill.
At that time, there had not been a judicial psychiatric assessment body in Shaanxi Province, and the investigating authorities had brought together experts from the Xi’an Medical University and the North-West Institute of Political Law to conduct a psychiatric test of the Lung civilian population. Following a one-day survey of the “Wedge’s Table of Adult Intelligence” and the “Minnesudado Survey of Personality”, the experts concluded that, first, there were no mental symptoms; and, secondly, that he was agile, answered the questions clearly, was a lucid, intelligent and intelligent person among the population.
In fact, this was one of the problems that made the investigating authorities inexplicable: The constant killing of the people of Lung Jiu is by no means beyond the reach of a man of normal mind. Moreover, it is even more inconceivable that he would be able to live in a room with a decomposed body, remove a body and then have an orderly code.
The Human Observer Mission has conducted an in-depth study of world-renowned serial killings and has found that almost every serial killer has mental problems. It’s either a mental illness or a personality disorder.
Personal impairment is one of the most common mental disorders, but not a mental disorder, which is not serious; it is also not a psychological problem, which is more serious than psychological problems. An abnormal pattern of behaviour occurs when a person ‘ s personality characteristics are clearly out of normality. This model clearly affects their social and professional functions and can result in poor adaptation to the social environment.
Mental patients lack control over impulses and the emotional centres of the brain are not well developed. The personality disorder, on the other hand, is acquired in the day after tomorrow, usually during childhood under objective influence or neglect.
Here we give the example of two serial killers of personality disorder: Ted Bundy in the United States, a typical anti-social personality disorder; and Kristensen, a high-profile criminal who kills students, a performance personality disorder.
In detail, each personality disorder takes a great deal of space, and we will not dwell on it, and there are different manifestations of personality disorder in other cases in this column.
Returning to the present case, each of the acts committed by Lung Jie-min was planned and planned, not in the form of passion, not mental illness, but a personality disorder.
Let us find more from a dialogue between experts and dragons.
Q: Why did you strip the victim?
What are you wearing when you die?
Q: Why wash your clothes?
A: I wear it myself, wash it clean, and wear it without smell.
Q: Why cut the victim’s hair?
A: I heard people say that when people die, they can’t turn their hair. If you bury your hair together, who will you check out in the future?
Q: Don’t you keep your hair?
A: I want to wait for more money to sell.
Q: Why do you have the body numbers so neatly?
A: Don’t you own the place?
Question: 573 yuan, 48 dollars, you don’t count for a life count (means totals not cash) that takes a dozen dollars to kill a person on average?
We can’t call the rich. We don’t have any money on them.
Question: Are you not afraid to live in a house with the dead?
The dead are human.
Q: Have you ever been afraid to kill?
A: Don’t be afraid it’s fake. On one occasion I killed a man in the attic and heard the sound of puffing in the house in the middle of the night. I thought, “What’s going on?” Is there a ghost? But the Communist Party says there are no ghosts. I got up and put the light on, and the hand of the kerosene light was shaking. What do you want me to do? I recited the President’s words: “Resolutely, fearing sacrifice, and removing all hardship, to fight for victory when I climbed upstairs and looked, what do you think?” It’s the dead man’s blood dripping from the suture of the building and hitting it on the plastic sheet below! So I found a pot of water: go to sleep again.
As can be seen from the above-mentioned dialogue, there is a strong anti-social personality barrier for the people of Lungji. It is characterized by:
▪ Ignorance of right and wrong, disregard for law and public order
:: Insensitiveness and disregard for the life and rights of others
▪ I can’t feel remorse, blame and guilt
:: The tendency to display violence
Retribution to society is the main thing.
From the analysis of the childhood growth experience of the Dungji people and the living environment after adulthood, two of its characteristics can be identified: the lack of common sense in the normal human being, but the need to manipulate the pathological needs of others. Together, they are a lethal combination and a source of revenge for society.
A study conducted at Redford University in the United States of America on the childhood experiences of 50 serial killers found that about 68 per cent of them had experienced “some kind of abuse”, including physical abuse, sexual abuse, psychological abuse or neglect. Among them, psychological abuse is highly relevant for future behaviour: Children who have been humiliated or severely punished, and who are regularly punished, may be subject to cruelty as a result of abuse. The small, stunted, arrogant and over-protected by their fathers led to alienation from teachers and classmates. Children without friends of their own age grew up in ridicule and exclusion, resulting in psychological abuse. Although valued by his father, he was neglected by more teachers and classmates in daily contact, a double blow that prevented him from establishing a true relationship with his peers. As a result, there is little friendship to learn and no opportunity to develop the common sense of all normal people.
When they reach the age of majority, they have no friends and are even marginalized by their neighbours because of their congenital physical impairments and the ludicrous and lazy nature of their work.
After having committed an act of deception against a demented woman, she was repugnant and was forced to marry a disabled wife. Plus poverty and misery, it can be said to be the scum of the village who has been humiliated for years.
He is incapable of working and psychologically unwilling to work and unable to change the situation. Together with the fact that the wife is a disabled person who is crippled and unable to think normally, she is unable to live a normal couple. This series of causes led him to a long period of depression, a period of extreme dissatisfaction with the status quo, and to a situation in which he was unable to control his fate. And he beats the wise, thinks he is wise, and is foolish, and is even more lamented of the injustice of fate. As a result, he enjoyed the disease of controlling others through deception and murder. In the long run, he has been caught in a state of morbid demand and pleasure, unable to stop. By continuing to kill, both to satisfy personal desires and to serve the purpose of revenge against society, the pleasure of revenge is enjoyed in hidden, unknown corners.
According to published information from the Commercial State Register, the public security organs found 15 bank balances in their homes in the amount of $533; cash only in the amount of $3.13; food stamps in the amount of 91.5 pounds; and watches in the amount of $4. The money in the deposit was not possible to extract, so he only received $3.13 in cash; 91.5 pounds of food; and $4 of a watch he could not sell.
Moreover, in terms of the status of victims, they are the poor, not the rich.
In conclusion, his criminal motive was not to be profitable.
No fear.
The well-known criminal law expert, Roxhang, referred to the case in the course of the Law School: a man who has no fear of God dares to do anything.
Parents are responsible for their love, their misperception, their lack of reading and their ignorance. But there is a more important experience, which is the key point of his unafraidness, namely, the organization of the rebellion he joined in that year, which, because of special times, gave him the opportunity to show his “authority” to manipulate his life and die, and to be punished after the robbery, a feeling that he could do anything. So there are no limits to what is going on, everything is self-centred, and I do what I do, trampling on the dignity and life of others, and not knowing my own mistakes, and instead I am complacent.
And that’s exactly what he called the “no-kill principle” is a ridiculous fallacy.
With the above analysis, let us see whether these possibilities exist from the statements made by the people of Lung Jiu to the public security authorities.
“Longjim: You know that my daughter-in-law is a paraplegic woman, and I am sick, and no one does anything in the family. About two years ago, by the time I had the harvest, I couldn’t do it alone, so I had to go to the county and hire a civilian. He said he’d give me cash. I don’t have money. And then after a few days, I said I had no money but to give him potatoes. He didn’t agree. He called me a poor guy. Didn’t he say he’d pay? What’s with the potatoes now? I can’t sell my own potatoes. If you don’t give me the money, I won’t go.” I’m in a hurry to say good things.
Police: You killed him?
Longjim: Yeah. I want to come by tonight, I can’t give him money, I can’t borrow it. He’s big, I can’t beat him up. Just kill him. At night, when he was asleep, I pointed a hoe at his head and killed him. I’m afraid after killing someone, bury him in the cellar. After a few months, you didn’t come to me, and I wasn’t afraid, and I kept killing.
Police: Who killed?
Lung Jie-min: A fat woman with gold and silver. I tricked her home to rape her. Turns out this woman is a lot stronger than me. I can’t deal with her. I think it’s an attempted rape and a prison sentence. I’ve already killed people. One is dead. Two is dead. I hit her with a hoe and I smashed her to death and raped her. Next, every once a month or two, I tricked one of them back to work and killed him. And then I get addicted, and I don’t kill one every month, and I feel like a smoker.
Ask him why he killed people in succession.
Rong Ji-min: Don’t ask, I got $573. I don’t kill for money. I kill for the country!
Police: What did you say?
(Longji) People: I have the principle of no killing but the foolish and ignorant.
In fact, it is entirely the imagination of the people themselves to convince themselves that only a few of the people he killed were mentally retarded and demented, while the rest were healthy and intellectually normal young adults. For example, Zhao Sanha, the deputy secretary and manager of the village branch, has been the victim of several of the victims we described earlier.
Final trial
The Public Security Department of Shaanxi Province and the criminal technical staff of the district repeatedly examined the crime scene of the civilian family in Lung Jie, took evidence of various items, took 1011 items, examined 48 bodies on a case-by-case basis, and made a scientific assessment of their cause of death, age, sex and time of death. The smell of 388 items of the victim ‘ s clothes was identified with dogs, and 3800 photographs were printed, providing evidence for the identification and identification of the deceased.
Three months after the incident, i.e. 30 August 1985, the Chamber of the Public Prosecutor ‘ s Office of the Province of Shaanxi brought charges against Mr. and Mrs. Long Jiu. On 20 September, the Intermediate People ‘ s Court of the Canro District sentenced two persons to capital punishment. The two appealed, and the appeal was dismissed after a trial in the Shaanxi Provincial High Court, which upheld the first instance judgement. On 27 September, the two prisoners were executed.
According to the case officials, the people of Lung Jie have no remorse for the crimes committed. I was told in court that I had been sentenced to death, and the people of Lung Jie said, “I don’t know what to think. I’m sorry.
Judge: “Why can’t you figure out why you killed so many people…”
Rong Ji-min: “Why do I have to be sentenced to death for not killing eight million people in yellow nest?” I’m sorry.
End
In recent years, the details of this particularly large killing have not been officially disclosed in order to avoid the use of false information as a means of blackmail and social panic. Despite this, it has continued to be raised, with a significant negative impact, particularly on the population of commercial counties. Following this case, no one dared to accept the workers of commercial farmers who had gone out to work, and the cadres were unable to eat or board on business trips. In the words of the locals, “it’s as if business people have become living kings overnight.”
Until the end of 2011, a detailed analysis of the case and the first photo of the “Defamation of the Devil” by the Publicly Published Title IV of Shaanxi Province Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi, was published.
However, Xiu Yiu is so strict that the surrounding area has changed.
The Human Observer Mission learned from the local bar that the Rongji people’s house had been kept intact and that, after the shooting of the Rongji people, an elderly man who had returned to the village had bought the house for $300, and that the old man was dead, the house was uninhabited and unrehabilitated. Next to the house, a new building was set up.
Longji people used to live in houses that they still have.
Longji people used to live in houses that they still have.
There are many rumours on the Internet that more than 48 people were killed by the dragons, and that he was told to kill for the removal of his wife. Since it is now 80-year-old village fish XX, who was involved in the cleaning of the dragon’s body, he said that the body found at that time had been completely cleaned up and had not been missed.
Some wonder, when Lung Jie was killed, did five or six-year-old girls see it? In fact, both spouses were unable and unwilling to raise their children, and their daughters were brought up by the mother-in-law of the dragon. According to local villagers Zhang X-Tao, as a result of parental influence, the daughter of the dragon was humiliated at school by the children, who did not complete her studies, and had already changed her name and married far away to Xinjiang.
The Human Observer Mission searched for all the public information on the case, digging into the details and giving us a glimpse of the facts of the case. You’ll find that no one was born to kill, and that the confluence of one cause led to the outbreak of a major case.
The atmosphere of terror and the wounds inflicted by this perpetrator are still deeply in the hearts of those who care about the case. Case number: YX11n24LdqK
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
