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low-yield murder |
"control shot" |
podyezd |
really stupid criminal |
children |
cries for help ignored |
murder-suicide |
"investigation continuing" |
carved up like a turkey |
related to victim's job |
cannibalism |
riddled with bullets |
old people |
Hunger-related murder |
A SELF-STARTER
Here's an instructive tale for all you aspiring ruthless provincial murderers out there, brought to you once again by the good folks at
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"Travis, if we keep doing manly things like tattooing our arms, lifting weights and arm-wrestling, maybe they'll stop calling us sissies!" |
Kriminalnaya Khronika. Just a few years ago, Yuri Redkobayev was just as violent and stupid as all the other shaven-headed thugs in Saratov, but was still an underachiever. When he got in an argument with a local bartender/gangster named Alexei Yashin, he not only failed to settle the thing finally in his favor at first, but had to suffer being shot in the shoulder and forced into eXile for a full year by Yashin's gang, who kept Redkobayev's family home under close surveillance. Yashin kidnapped Redkobayev's brother and threatened to drown him in a pond (letting him go eventually) if he didn't give up the former's whereabouts, beat up his friends, even prevented him from attending his own father's funeral by ostentatiously staking out the graveyard. But Redkobayev was not to be denied. He waited and waited until finally, when he thought Yashin had gotten soft, he attacked. It's worth noting that in the meantime, Redkobayev had, unbeknownst to Yashin, gotten work across town as a hit man--he'd even hired his own middle-aged chauffeur whom he nicknamed "Ded". "Ded" later told police that his job involved "driving around his boss to office visits for negotiations." Anyway, once Redkobayev had begun making a decent living, he returned to settle his score with Yashin. On the appointed night, he waited for Yashin to exit his apartment with a friend, then formed a Dostoyevskiyan corral around him on the street with four co-conspirators armed with lead pipes. With Redkobayev taking the lead, the five men slowly beat Yashin to death, leaving his body absolutely unrecognizable (his wife later identified him by his shoes). The idea, the killer later testified, was to
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"Oo! Ow! Oh!... Hey, wait a minute... Officer, I don't know what you did, but that kink in my neck--it's gone! How can I thank you guys?" |
steer clear of the standard "podyezd head shot" method and make a loud public statement through the unusually extreme and unnecessary cruelty of his revenge. And wouldn't you know it--it worked! According to the newspaper, Redkobayev's vengeance-hit made such a splash that he started getting orders for similarly elaborate executions from major criminal players in town, among them a crime lord nicknamed "The Nail". His first hit for his new boss involved kidnapping the victim, holding him down for a car ride while "the Nail" entered for a brief stretch and gave a going-away speech, shooting the victim with multiple wounding shots, and then finally tying him down in his own car and immolating him by setting the car on fire. He had several other jobs to his credit before police tracked him down in connection with the Yashin business. A loyalist to the end, he eventually gave up his entire gang, and "the Nail", in court. For his compliance he was given a comparatively light 15-year sentence. We think he'll live long enough to reap the benefits, don't you?
BUT WHO'S COUNTING?
Not that it matters, but yet another monsters-of-homicide crime gang was convicted last week, spinning down the muddy drain of Russian justice without so much as a peep from most of the national papers. In the tiny republic of Udmurtia, the so-called "Novokuznetsk Gang"--so named because most of its members hailed from that friendly Siberian city--was finally put away,
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"Every time I take a passport photo, I look like someone's beaten me to death with a metal bar. Wait... wait a minute. I am dead! Well, heh-heh, that explains it!" |
convicted of no fewer than 24 murders. Among the crimes the gang of 11 was finally put away for: the mass killing of nine people during an armed robbery of the Master department store in Novokuznetsk, and the shooting of five during a raid on an automobile market in Izhievsk. The group also reportedly was credited with the unusual body disposal method of chopping up the remains of its victims, tossing them in barrels, and then filling the barrels with cement before dumping them in the woods. Gang leaders Vladimir Krasnoperov and Andrei Kleister were given life sentences for multiple homicide, while other members of the gang received between 4 and 15 years for organized crime charges.
SAY IT AIN'T SO, SASHA!
Speaking of unusual sentencing decisions... Death Porn readers may recall the tale of Alexander Spetsivtsiyev, another Novokuznetsk resident who two years ago was arrested on suspicion of serially killing some 70 children, eventually charged with murdering 19, and convicted of killing four. Spetsivtsiyev was the Nero Wolfe of serial killers; a mental hospital outpatient who never left the house, relying on his mother-who worked in a mental hospital-to bring his victims to him. After killing and torturing his victims over lengthy periods (neighbors complained about the abnormally loud heavy metal music that emanated from his apartment at all times), he would then give the bodies to his mother, who would either chop them up and dispose of them or make stews and soups out of them for her son. Police in 1997 discovered over 70 pairs of children's clothes in Spetsivtsiyev's apartment upon arrest. We're not making this shit up, incidentally, it's really true... In any case, it has recently come out that the Serbsky Institute of Criminal Psychiatry in Moscow--the body responsible for interviewing and examining all serial killers in Russia--has declared Spetsivtsiyev insane and sentenced him to incarceration in a mental hospital, instead of in a prison. So far, so good. But there's one catch; the sentence is only for thirteen years. Spetsivtsiyev, who was already released from a mental hospital once, will get out again, in the year 2011. Confused? Hey, don't ask us, we just work here...
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