A murderer’s mistake in the (almost) perfect crime?



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LECCE – Traces of the murderer in the near perfect crime: fragments of bloody gloves were found in the courtyard of the condo on Via Montello. The hunt for the killer is getting closer and closer Daniele de santis and your partner Eleonora Manta. Since Monday night we have been looking for a young man. A murderer. Ruthless, cold and brutal. He tore the bodies and lives of two children with more than 60 stab wounds, attacking the victims with almost savage violence. Thirty-five stabs at the girl: a few less at her partner. A butchery. A double murder, in the light of the last days, planned in an almost surgical and premeditated way. The latest converging research implications allow snapshots of the massacre of via Montello. At work i Carabinieri of the Lecce Investigation Unit Together with colleagues of the Compagnia di viale Lupiae Supported by Soldiers from the Ros Violent Crimes Department (It has been reported the return of the colonel in the city Paolo Vincenzoni) and by specialists from Beef.

A percussion activity performed non-stop in close synergy with the Chief Prosecutor Leonardo Leone De Castris (your signature in the investigation, as a substitute, on the crime of Maria Monteduro, the 40-year-old doctor, who died with a screwdriver on the night of April 24 to 25, 1999 while in the medical service in Gagliano del Capo) and Elsa Valeria Mignone me Guglielmo Cataldi along with the substitute Maria Consolata Moschettini.

The killer is still free. Free to move, free to wait for the results of the investigation where it pleases despite the investigation and pressure from the media has become increasingly stifling. He carried out a massacre, probably premeditated for days, but leaving some trace of his passage; some stain on a seemingly perfect double crime. The killer has stalked and followed the two boys. And on Monday night he was posted under the house and waited for the right moment to carry out the double mission of death. You probably studied the course in the days before and then went into action on the first day when Daniele and Eleonora decided to move into the house where the Lecce referee had grown up with their parents. It cannot be a coincidence. Far from there. The murderer, blinded by rage, appeared at the house. And inside, he set his plan of death in motion.

The fury towards Eleonora killed with too many stabs in multiple parts of the body cannot be the result of chance so as not to think that it was the girl, with the dream of wearing a toga, the main objective of the murderer. Far from there. Then there is the weapon used to corroborate the trail of passionate revenge: the knife. As it happened years ago in the murder of Noemi durini, the 15-year-old girl Specchia, killed by her boyfriend with stab wounds and stone blows. In via Montello, however, the violence was even greater. The killer did not even forgive the girl’s partner. Perhaps an inconvenient witness for him to stay alive, the killer plunged the blade into the apartment building stairs. One, two, ten, twenty times and more. However, in this reconstruction (hypothetical and nothing else) something is wrong. How could a single individual, although armed, overwhelm two people united and united, enraging first the body of the girl and then that of her partner without being stopped? Without one of the two taking time, he was slow to wait to alert the rescue. Black holes.

Then the escape. Black sweatshirt, hood, gloves, yellow backpack and black pants. Not even these casual clothes. Far from there. The assassin camouflaged himself in the darkness of gaze and time. But in the perfect crime there is some blemish. In the excitement of the escape, the executioner would have lost some small sheets soaked in blood (found in the clearing of the condominium) in which the way to escape from the eyes of the video surveillance cameras installed in the area had been marked; and the coroner found other bloodstains outside the building. Who do they belong to? And forensic policemen found fragments of bloody gloves at the entrance of the house in via Montello. Now they will be sent to the Carabinieri de los Ris in Rome to find out if the murderer left his signature at the crime scene.

Enraged, moved by the crime, he walked away, but his silhouette would have been immortalized during the escape near the underpass in via Monteroni. He was wearing a sweatshirt. And the weapon? He will have used some isolated place as an airlock, as a makeshift dressing room destined to swallow the traces of the execution (some, apparently, lost in the street) and to resurface with a normal, respectable, impeccable appearance of a subject who walked away without any trail. regurgitation of consciousness when the screech of sirens from police and rescue workers began to echo at the crime scene?

An outer garment, an inner garment, a double skin, almost the fruit of a bipolar attitude. Like the attitude of someone who is an executioner and victim, a predator and a prey, of someone who assumes the same behavior in the face of the same event. Weather? Nervous? Far from there. It evaporated with absolute serenity. Following a predetermined plan respected to the letter. So where can any trace of the phantom killer come from? He relies on Ris’s work, on the fingerprints left on the body of the two victims to isolate the DNA, and on the fingerprints of the lost cards. Or maybe his name is stored in the memory of the mobile phones, in the computers of the two boys, in the chats, in the messaging of the social networks where uncomfortable and secret truths are often hidden, especially in the life of the children. But the turning point could come directly from the Ris laboratories in Rome.

While the murderer (wanted number 1) continues, after five days, in his personal duel with investigators and investigators. It was not formed. Far from there. He has decided to go ahead with his defiance even in the post-murder period, knowing full well that his fate appears to be sealed (arrest, trial, conviction, and lengthy detention) perhaps relying on the silences of those close to him who are making themselves first morally and then criminally. accomplices of such a heinous crime.

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