For the next five years, Liu Baoshan and Shi Songmei killed four more women. Each crime was executed with increasing skill and cold-bloodedness. Shi Songmei even learned how to better gain the victims' trust.
"Xiao Zhang, I heard your business has been doing well lately?" Shi Songmei asked with a smile at the mahjong table.
"Not bad, I’ve made a bit of money," Zhang replied without suspicion. "Mostly just luck."
"That's great! My boyfriend is looking for someone with vision to partner up for a business venture."
Shi Songmei had repeated such conversations countless times. Their methods of operation were continuously "upgrading." To thoroughly destroy evidence, they even bought a large yellow dog and disposed of three victims' bodies by throwing them into a sunken well, letting the dog gnaw on them. This appalling behavior made even Liu Baoshan feel it was somewhat excessive.
"Old Shi, do you think what we’re doing is too much?" Liu Baoshan said, glancing toward the well, showing an unusual hint of unease.
"Too much? What do you mean?" Shi Songmei had completely transformed; she sneered, "We’ve come this far—what’s there to talk about? Besides, this is the safest way; there won’t be any bones left."
However, the net of justice is vast and unyielding. No matter how perfect the crime, exposure is inevitable. In the spring of 2004, an unexpected discovery changed everything.
A victim's family member, after two years of relentless searching, finally provided crucial information to the police. The victim had mentioned wanting to discuss business with a friend named Shi Songmei before her disappearance.
"Shi Songmei?" The investigating officer keenly sensed something. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"
Soon, the police found that this name had come up in several other missing persons cases. All clues pointed to one person: Shi Songmei.
The police then began a covert investigation. They discovered that Shi Songmei and Liu Baoshan's standard of living had significantly exceeded their legitimate income over the past few years. Not only had they moved to better residences, but they also frequently visited high-end establishments, completely unlike ordinary unemployed individuals.
"Where did these two get their money?" The investigating officers grew increasingly suspicious.
On June 15, 2004, the police decided to arrest Liu Baoshan and Shi Songmei. That morning, while they were still asleep, they heard a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Shi Songmei asked groggily.
"Checking the water meter," came the reply from outside the door.
Shi Songmei was about to open the door when Liu Baoshan suddenly grabbed her arm. "Wait, something's not right."
At that moment, the door was smashed open, and a dozen police officers rushed in.
"Don't move! Police!"
Faced with the sudden appearance of the police, Shi Songmei immediately collapsed in despair. Liu Baoshan tried to resist but was quickly subdued.
"You... you have no right to arrest us!" Shi Songmei protested, still making a last-ditch effort.
"Have no right?" The leading officer sneered. "Five missing persons cases, six lives lost—what do you think gives us the right?"
Hearing those words, Shi Songmei fell into complete despair. She knew it was all over.
Soon, faced with overwhelming evidence, both of them confessed to all their crimes.
In court, as the judge read the verdict, Shi Songmei suddenly broke down in tears. "I regret it! I really regret it! If I could do it all over again, I would never have done this!"
The judge announced, "Defendants Liu Baoshan and Shi Songmei are found guilty of intentional homicide and are sentenced to death, to be executed immediately."
Upon hearing the verdict, Liu Baoshan appeared surprisingly calm. He turned to Shi Songmei and said flatly, "Why are you crying? A scar that big won't kill you."
In the spring of 2005, Liu Baoshan and Shi Songmei were executed.
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