I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 140: Lord Yama is No. on the list

The trial of the Hancheng serial murder case ended under the attention of the whole country.

There was no suspense about the verdict. The three murderers in the Hancheng case, Park Heung-gyu, Cho Byung-soon, and Baek Gwang-deok, were sentenced to death with immediate execution and deprived of their right to appeal. The verdict was pleasing to the people and greatly enhanced the already shaky reputation of the Procuratorate and the Seoul police in society.

The Qinglong Gang and its affiliated social organizations also took the opportunity to improve the gang's poor image. The gang was whitewashed and transformed into capital. This is the ultimate goal of every gang organization. The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Especially in today's social environment, it is sometimes safer and more permanent to make money by retaining certain violent means, taking the initiative to make peace with the chaebols, acting as their gloves, and then climbing up the towering tree of the chaebols to expand their own survival channels.

In this spectacular trial of the century, the government, the financial groups, and the gangs each gained huge benefits.

As for the three murderers who were executed by injection, soon no one cared about them anymore.

After all, when the nationwide demonstrations began and Congress passed the criminal law amendment bill unanimously, this result was already doomed.

Before leaving,

Jiang Hanwen took the entire crew to the cinema to watch "Memories of Murder". Everyone in the crew was deeply moved. The difference between the same movie on the small screen and the big screen cannot be expressed in words.

Especially a group of outsiders who started out by making short videos. In just over half a year, they jumped from a makeshift team to a professional team capable of shooting theatrical movies. Such progress is not an exaggeration, it can only be said to be taking off like a rocket.

After the movie, Fatty Wang and his gang kept tapping away on their cell phone calculators, calculating the box office based on the latest number of moviegoers reported in the news, while mumbling about bonuses.
Jiang Hanwen is not really concerned about this. What he is thinking about now is how to introduce the movie into China.

This film was produced under the name of Samsung Entertainment Group, and the distributor is also Samsung Group. How to introduce it into the country is still a big problem. After all, the film is very explicit, and the review process requires a lot of effort.

In addition, what Mr. Kobayashi has in his hand is a photo of an online movie, so it will be difficult to release it in theaters in China.

It is likely to be released in the form of an online movie.

Standing on the steps of the cinema, Jiang Hanwen looked at the neon-lit streets and couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

After traveling all year round, it's time to go home for the New Year.

Jiang Hanwen turned around and looked at the crew, waving his hand.

"Let's go, make some money and have a good meal!"

As the New Year approaches, the festive atmosphere becomes stronger.

Many countries in the Chinese cultural circle still retain the Lunar New Year, and China is no exception. The shops along the streets are decorated with lights and colors, which is very festive.

Jiang Hanwen was unable to invite the guests to this dinner after all. Instead, Park made a phone call on behalf of the Samsung Group and requested to hold a wrap party for the film, which was scheduled to be held at the Shilla Hotel in Seoul.

The banquet hall was magnificent and golden. Jiang Hanwen's crew was attending a dinner hosted by the Samsung Group. Police officers from the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency were also in attendance.

It is hard to find cheap dishes such as lobster and abalone, wagyu beef and truffles. Everyone was toasting and enjoying themselves.

Strangely, the three main actors of the dinner were all absent, but that was also a good thing, as without the leaders, everyone could eat and drink freely without any restraint.

There are many roadside stalls on Myeongdong Pedestrian Street at night, with famous local snacks on both sides of the road and many diners.

"You are a big boss and a big official, but you treated everyone to cold noodles for your farewell dinner. Do you two feel guilty?"

There was a long line at the stall selling Korean cold noodles on the corner of the street. There were seven or eight small tables behind the stall, which were already full of people.

Three men in suits squatted under the eaves, holding bowls in their hands and eating cold noodles in big mouthfuls.

To be honest, it was quite out of place to be wearing such a high-end suit and eating cold noodles at a snack stand on the pedestrian street.

This also attracted the attention of many passers-by. Each of these three people had an extraordinary demeanor, and the clothes they wore were not the suits worn by ordinary office workers. They were obviously specially customized.

What’s going on? The big shot is here to experience life.

"Brother Jiang, it's not that we don't want to treat you, it's just that you left in such a hurry that we wanted to take you to eat something you can't get anywhere else. Lobsters and abalone are everywhere, don't you think?"

Lao Pu was simply a human eating machine. There were four or five plastic bowls stacked in front of him. He looked like he was not full yet, so he asked the lame boss for another bowl.

"Brother Jiang, you can't get this bowl of cold noodles anywhere else except here. It's made with beef broth, spicy cabbage, meat slices, eggs, cucumber shreds, pear strips, and most importantly, the noodles. They are thin and chewy. They must be handmade, and the noodle maker must be very skilled to make such chewy noodles."

After showing off a bowl of chicken soup and cold noodles, Lao He turned into a food critic and began to explain.

"I think it's probably not just the face."

Jiang Hanwen pointed at the middle-aged man who was busy at the stall.

He is short and stocky with a sturdy upper body. Apart from his lame leg, he looks like a smaller version of Lao Pu when viewed from behind.

"Hehe, there really is nothing that Brother Jiang doesn't know."

Lao Pu scratched his head and chuckled.

"The boss of this stall, Lao Cao, was one of the three of us who handled the Hancheng case. He had an accident while handling the case and became lame. He later retired from the police force."

"We also want to help him find an easier job, but Lao Cao can't sit still and likes to be in the hustle and bustle."

Lao Pu lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"I thought he would be very happy to hear that the Hancheng case was closed, but I didn't expect that."

"Boss Park, give me another bowl. I'll be done soon. Let's have a couple of drinks later."

The boss brought over another bowl of freshly prepared cold noodles.

The smile on his face was very enthusiastic.

But Jiang Hanwen could see that this was a guy whose edges had been smoothed out by life.

Although he tried his best to cover it up, he still couldn't hide his deep loneliness.

"Lao Cao, we are not here to cause you any trouble, just go about your business."

Lao Pu didn't know what to say for a moment.

As soon as the three people arrived, the boss was about to close the stall to entertain them, but was stopped by Lao Pu.

If you open a business, you cannot do anything that offends your customers.

Lao Pu, as a businessman, understands this best.

But he couldn't explain why the brothers, who had been brothers for so many years, had become so estranged.

Even when the other party heard the news that the three murderers in the Hancheng case were executed, he did not show much emotion and just nodded lightly.

"Let's go. We're done eating. There's no point in staying any longer."

Lao He waved his hand, took the lead and left.

Not everyone will stay where they are and not change. Most people will go further and further away.

Lao Pu sighed. He knew the character of his former subordinate and friend. He had a strong sense of self-esteem, otherwise he would not have given up the job he found for him and insisted on setting up a stall to earn money.

Indeed, there were many things that could no longer be said between them.

After realizing this, Lao Pu left silently without saying goodbye.

The three of them wandered aimlessly on the street, chatting occasionally.

"Brother Jiang, it's too rushed to leave tomorrow. Isn't it popular to travel during the New Year? Why not stay a few more days?"

Lao Pu walked to a barbecue restaurant and ordered a beer.

The three of them started the second game.

"I'm still drinking and having fun like this. Since I became the director, I have to wear a mask and talk every day. I'm tired."

Lao He came up and gulped down a whole bottle of beer.

When he said this, the other two people looked at him with contempt.

"You are a politician, lying is your job, and you still say such things, don't you feel guilty?"

Lao Pu opened a bottle for Jiang Hanwen with his teeth, and the two of them clinked their lips.

Jiang Hanwen suddenly felt that he was really lucky.

Every one of these guys I know is very interesting. Just like the two in front of me, one is a Samsung executive, the underground rule maker of Seoul, and the other is a potential dragon that can stir up the storm.

These two are big figures who can cause earthquakes in the entire Han country.
Now when he drinks, he acts like a worker tortured by life, with his shirt and tie pulled to one side, looking completely untidy.

"Brother Jiang, although we can chat casually, we also need to talk about business."

Lao Pu burped, and in the blink of an eye he had finished four bottles.

"Memories of Murder is already scheduled to be the top-grossing film of the year. The total box office is not known yet, but according to estimates by cinema managers, it should not be a problem for the number of viewers to exceed 10 million."

"Let's decide on the profit, 70% to 30%, 70% for you and 30% for me. All the publicity and promotion expenses plus the previous investment will be my share. We'll settle the bill after the film is released."

After saying this, Lao Pu stuffed the bottle of wine into Jiang Hanwen's hand, meaning that he should stop talking nonsense.

This share of the profits is a huge profit for Jiang Hanwen.

After all, the movie was released through Samsung's cinema chain, and the bulk of the publicity and promotion costs were paid by Park. He even invited Bong Joon-ho to be the executive director and actor Song Kang-ho to star in the film. All this money was paid from Park's initial payment of 500 million US dollars. The other party only wanted %, and the bulk of the money went to Jiang Hanwen.

"It's settled, let's do it."

"Boss, another beer!"

Of course Jiang Hanwen could tell that neither of them was drunk.

Are you kidding me? What do these two guys do? Half of their job is drinking. My alcohol tolerance is almost nothing compared to theirs.

But now that the words have been said, Jiang Hanwen's path has been completely cut off.

Jiang Hanwen shook his head and drank a bottle of beer.

"Buzz buzz~~~~"

Jiang Hanwen took out his cell phone. Who would call at this time?

Look down.

It turned out to be this kid Liu Mingyang.

"Hey, Officer Liu, are you not taking a holiday during the Spring Festival? It's already this day, why are you still working overtime? Is it because Mr. Zhu is exploiting you and not letting everyone take a holiday?"

The New Year is just around the corner, and the government office is still working overtime late at night. It's really not easy to work in this government office.

"Brother Jiang, it's not the director who asked us to work overtime. It was a clue reported by Hebei last week. After reading it, everyone took action immediately and dug out all the case files related to the clue. We are still sorting them out now."

Liu Mingyang on the phone sounded as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his tone full of excitement.

"Shocking case! Shocking case, Brother Jiang."

"However, the police officers in charge of the search reported back that they had lost the whereabouts of the murderer, and now there is no news at all."

"Brother Jiang, I have no choice but to call you."

Liu Mingyang spoke very quickly and did not explain the specific details of the case after talking for a long time.

This left Jiang Hanwen completely confused.

What kind of shocking case could have forced this young talent into this state?

In the eyes of the Suspense Office, what other cases are considered major cases?

"Just tell me what's going on!"

Jiang Hanwen frowned and felt a little uneasy.

This is by no means an ordinary case.

"Brother Jiang, I sent you some information about the case via WeChat, take a look."

"call out"

Jiang Hanwen opened WeChat.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"These are all cases from more than ten years ago. How can there be so many of them?"

"wrong!!!"

"What's going on? What's going on? Was this done by one person?!"

"This fucking King of Hell has become number two on the list?"

He continued to scroll down the page:
“2000年10月1日，徽省，杀死3人、强奸1人。”

“2001年8月15日，中原省，杀死3人、强奸1人。”

"Autumn 2001, Zhongyuan Province, killed 2 people."

When he saw this series of murder records, a name instantly flashed through Jiang Hanwen's mind: the Octagonal Hammer Killer.

How could Jiang Hanwen not know this guy?

Any discussion of a criminal case cannot be complete without this one.

Jiang Hanwen deeply remembers what the murderer said during the trial:

Judge, I am filled with a compulsive desire to continue killing, which can overwhelm any disgust for killing.
I wanted to stop, but I couldn't.
I can't find any other excitement or happiness without killing people.

Jiang Hanwen knew very well that the murderer was most likely a superhero, a pure devil, and an extremely dangerous person.

In this day and age, there are still people who can kill so unscrupulously, and they don't know how to restrain themselves even though the money they rob each time is very small. He is the only one among many serial killers in terms of arrogance.

In fact, serial killers are common both at home and abroad.

The most famous one is Jack the Ripper, a serial killer in East London in 1888. He came into the public eye by brutally killing many women of special professions, but the murderer was never caught.

There was also Peter Cotten in Düsseldorf, Germany in the late 20s, whose greatest satisfaction was to catch and swallow the blood spurting out of the victim's wounds. This guy also earned the nickname "Düsseldorf Blood Drinker". The serial killer was accused of nine murders and was hanged in Cologne in 20.

In modern times, many countries and regions have also seen many sensational serial killers:
Dennis Nilson from England killed 15 men who visited him in his London apartment. The sewers were blocked with body parts and he was known as the "Sewer Killer".

Andrei Chikatilo of the North murdered at least 52 people across the country, and according to tabloid reports, the number was actually twice as many.

But if we were to talk about the place with the most serial killers in the world, it would still be Ami, the heaven on earth.

America produces more serial killers than any other country in the world, accounting for 75%, a staggering number.

The names of the California Butcher and the Chainsaw Killer can be said to be shocking throughout history.

So what about in the country?

If you had to pick one serial killer, it would be this guy.

Jiang Hanwen couldn't help but recall the details of the case in his mind.

This serial killer lived in the open air for four years and roamed around in many places in four provinces in the Central Plains.

Wandering around remote villages, breaking into houses randomly, killing crazily, and selectively raping corpses!
Until he was arrested, he had committed a total of 26 crimes, and the number of victims reached a horrifying 67.

This is undoubtedly the most insane of serial killers.

Due to a series of frequent cases, the police were under great pressure at the time.

As to why the murderer has not been caught.

The reason was that information technology was limited at the time, and the information of police in various places was not connected to the Internet. As a result, each place was fighting on its own.

"This case? Unsolved?"

Jiang Hanwen shuddered and was half sober.

(End of this chapter)