At the trial of the murder of Mireille Knoll, the lies of the two accused – archyworldys

Monday, November 8, the Paris Assize Court, which judges Yacine Mihoub, 32, and Alex Carrimbacus, 25, for the murder of Mireille Knoll, finished with the examination of the case. After nine days of a hearing which should end on Wednesday, November 10, the truth is still struggling to find its way at the end of debates where, often, the lies of some compete with the assertions of others. Who killed Mireille Knoll on March 23, 2018 in Paris? Who, Yacine Mihoub or Alex Carrimbacus, stabbed the body of the 85-year-old woman with Parkinson’s disease with nine stab wounds?

The two defendants, who answer for “murder with these circumstances that the facts were committed on a person they knew vulnerable and because of his membership of the Jewish religion”, face life imprisonment. In their defense, they spent the two weeks of this hearing shifting the responsibility and the commission of the facts onto each other. “I was there, but I did not kill M^me Knoll, it’s the other ”, they declared in substance to the Assize Court, before which they have been appearing since October 26. Who can believe in this succession of statements where the word of one is opposed to that of the other, without any testimony or any tangible index allowing to designate with certainty the author of the fatal blows carried against the victim? ?

“A kind of panic fear”

Elbows resting on the guardrail of the box of the accused, Yacine Mihoub answers, Monday, the questions of the court for nearly six hours. A bit like at the counter of a bistro, the man delivers his version without betraying the slightest hesitation or the slightest tremor in his voice. What did he do on the afternoon of this Friday, March 23, 2018? He just went to see Mireille Knoll “To take news and thank her” as a result of what she had done after her sister died. ” I had a good time “, he assures, so much so that he invited a friend to join them after asking permission from Mr.^me Knoll. ” She said yes. I called him and he came. ”

To follow his story, the three people gathered in the apartment on the second floor at 30, avenue Philippe-Auguste, in the 11^e arrondissement of Paris, installed in the salon of the octogenarian, drink port while discussing things and other. “We talked about current events, my tattoos on my chest, 1962 and the independence of Algeria, the death of my sister. “ Then Mihoub sends his boyfriend to buy a bottle. Once this one comes back, Mihoub does “Back and forth between the balcony and the living room”. And that’s when he “Lose sight of” his sidekick – “For a little less than five minutes”. He hears screaming and runs into the room.

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