Rape under the cover of night

At midnight, Zhou Wenbin was awakened by his phone alarm.

He had been lying in bed fully clothed, but he took off his trousers, then his underwear, and then put his trousers back on, naked from the waist down. He retrieved a rusty sheep-slaughtering knife and a small crowbar from under the bed

. He wasn't as honest and kind as he appeared; he was a lone predator and thief who frequently raided rural areas at night, raping single women and stealing their belongings. He wasn't wearing underwear for "convenience" in his crimes.

That afternoon, while helping Jin Huiyun install the signboard and background, Jin Huiyun's beauty deeply stirred his possessive desires. This woman was graceful and elegant, with a delicate, serene, and deeply melancholic oval face that evoked pity and heartache.

Tonight, he targeted Jin Huiyun. While helping install the background, he noticed the back window was broken and could be pried open; Huiyun's bed was between the background and the back window. Breaking into a single woman's room and committing violence was something he was already adept at.

Zhou Wenbin, thirty-seven, was in his prime. His wife, a woman from Yunnan whom he had bought, gave birth to a son and then returned to her parents' home, never to return. His introverted nature became even more pronounced, and tormented by cynicism and unfulfilled desires, he embarked on a path of crime.

Huiyun was also facing danger. Arriving in a new place, she was terrified. Her sister-in-law, Guifang, had been helping her at the shop for the past few days. But tonight, before bed, some mahjong players called Guifang away. Her mother-in-law was at home tending the sheep and refused to come, and her daughter was staying in town. She was left to manage the shop alone.

Huiyun's rented shop consisted of two single-story rooms with a small courtyard in the back, containing a kitchen. Zhou Wenbin, short and stout, scaled the wall into the courtyard. Reaching the back window, he found it had been removed and blocked off. He then remembered seeing Jin Wencheng carrying cement and sand into the yard that afternoon. He touched it; after half a day and most of the night, the cement and sand had solidified firmly with the bricks. The front door was a security roller shutter, and the back door was a single iron door; using a crowbar would alert someone.

Making a mistake was normal; there would be plenty of opportunities. Zhou Wenbin reassured himself. Then, he climbed over the wall, returned to his home in the alley across the street, pushed out his dilapidated bicycle, and sped south. He had already been to the villages of Huinanzhuang and Chenzhuang in the south eight times, raping seven women—once in front of his mother-in-law, and once in front of his mother, raping his daughter. His

first victim was a pregnant woman. He turned on his flashlight, his butcher knife flashing; the woman, seeing him with the hood, was terrified and let him do as he pleased, only begging him not to hurt her stomach.

After the crime, he was terrified for days. What if the woman reported him? If he got caught, his life would be over! But a week later, nothing happened, everything seemed peaceful, and he became bolder.

Now, almost all the adult men in the villages had left. Women, children, and the elderly left behind are vulnerable, timid, and easily subdued, making them easy targets for crimes. Furthermore, most women don't report crimes after being victimized, and even if they do, they only report lost property, concealing the sexual assault, fearing the loss of face.

He quickly arrived at the nearest village, Huinan Village. Zhou Wenbin pushed his broken bicycle into a dry ditch at the village entrance and hid it, putting on a homemade black hood. At the entrance of the village

, in an old brick house, he had already raped the woman twice. The woman's trembling gave him pleasure; he even suspected she had deliberately allowed him to rape her to alleviate the pain of her husband's absence. Approaching the gate, he discovered that the old double wooden door, which he had pried open twice, had been replaced with a large iron gate, and the wall had been raised. Before he even touched the door, a large dog barked in the yard. He had no choice but to leave.

Arriving at another house far away, Zhou Wenbin climbed over the wall, smashed the glass in the door with a crowbar, opened it, shone a flashlight, saw a large bed, and pounced on it.

"What—what are you doing?" the woman stammered, startled awake.

Zhou Wenbin placed the flashlight and the butcher's knife on the bedside table, his hands reaching for her warm breasts. He said in a low, menacing voice, "Don't speak! I'll spare your life!"

The woman trembled, too afraid to speak.

The child sleeping beside her suddenly cried out for his mother.

For the child's sake, she spoke again, "Don't—don't hurt my child."

This was a sign of the woman's submission. Zhou Wenbin deliberately said menacingly, "Soothe the child, don't let him cry!"

The woman obediently placed her hands on the child, who quickly stopped crying. Zhou Wenbin confidently pulled off the woman's underwear and threw it off the bed. He spread the woman's legs and pounced on her without even taking off his own pants. Because it was dark and the light was extinguished, it took him a long time to grope his way into the woman's body.

The woman sobbed in terror, and he imagined that the one sobbing in terror was Jin Huiyun. He thought to himself, this single woman, Jin Huiyun, he would get her sooner or later.

After finishing, Zhou Wenbin knelt between the woman's legs, wiped himself a few times with some clothes from the bed, and said menacingly, "Stay still and I'll spare your life! Hand over the money!"

The woman, lying on the bed, trembled and said, "It's—under the newspaper in—the—drawer of the table."

Zhou Wenbin picked up the butcher's knife and flashlight, got out of bed, and used the flashlight to find the three-drawer table under the south window. He took out three ten-yuan bills and one twenty-yuan bill from the easternmost drawer, turned to the woman, and asked, "Is that all?"

The woman trembled and said, "No—no more. My husband hasn't—hasn't sent any money. All the money—was used to pay for the eldest child's tuition."

Zhou Wenbin stopped pressing her for answers, shone the flashlight around the room, saw a bottle of salad oil in the corner, picked it up, and left the room, not forgetting to take the crowbar he had placed at the door. Despite the barking of dogs in several yards, he calmly walked towards the edge of the village.

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