POLICE PARADE MAN WHO KILLED HIS FATHER OVER A STICK OF CIGARETTE.
The Edo State Police Command, yesterday, paraded 63 suspected armed robbers, child defilers and murderers, including a 25-year-old boy who murdered his father after a quarrel over a stick of cigarette he stole from his father.
Confessing his sins, Best Momodu, an indigene of Etsako West Local Government Area of Edo State, who murdered his father, said he committed the dastard act with anger after he stole a stick of cigarette from his father.
He said: "I stole his cigarette and he found out. So he started shouting at me and quarrelling. So, mistakenly I took a knife and stabbed him. I have not seen the dead body but I heard he died. But the community people arrested me after I killed him."
The state Commissioner of Police, Folunso Adebanjo, who paraded the suspects, admonished residents of the state to be vigilant particularly at the airports, crowded places, uncompleted buildings and to monitor their environments.
Declaring that the police in the state had put up strategies to curb crime this ember months, the CP raised alarm over increasing number of cases of child defilers in the state and urged parents to be watchful, saying the activities of child defilers are not only worrisome but wicked.
According to him, "this is the beginning of the ember months, these are times criminals will want to reap where they did not sow. I want to thank the people of the state for their corporation and I urge for continued partnership between the police and the public.
"If you observe anything around, report to the police, monitor all uncompleted buildings because that is where criminals hide."
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