RedHanded - Episode 270 - Halloween Special Part 1: The Liske Family Murders & Suzy Lamplugh

Episode Date: October 20, 2022

Lock your doors and shut your windows – it’s that time of year again! H&S are back with their annual Halloween story swap. In part one, the girls bring you the tragic case of the Liske family, followed by the chilling, unsolved disappearance of estate agent Suzy Lamplugh. 2022 LIVE SHOW TICKET LINKS: https://redhandedpodcast.com See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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I'm sweetie and welcome to your Halloween special it might be part one it might be part two we don't know yet boom surprise

so yes this is it, guys. Long-time listeners of Red Handed, you will know that every single October, Hannah and I take the opportunity to dig into scary cases that we can find. The worst we can find. Yes. However, we are very desensitized now, so we're never sure. No.

And it's hard. It's hard work to know exactly what is going to scare people. And, you know, we're just here for a good true crime time. No. And it's hard. It's hard work to know exactly what is going to scare people. And, you know, we're just here for a good true crime time. So, you know, don't take it too seriously. So, yeah, we're going to do a story swap. So Hannah's going to tell me a story and then I'm going to tell her a story. And that's what we're going to do this week.

Exactly. Just a two week exclusive. And then either next week or the week after, depending on whether this is part one or part two, we'll be back to normal. So, you may know, Saruti the sausage, that Halloween, like Christmas, is a pagan festival that we nicked. Yes. And it started as the ancient Gaelic festival of Samhain. Some people say Samhain, that is wrong.

No. Because I say so. And Samhain dates at least as far back as the 10th century. And it was celebrated on the 31st of October and the 1st of November. Wow. What it starts as, like all pagan festivals, it's to do with the season, right? So it's the end of the harvest and the beginning of the dark half of the year. Obviously, in the Northern Hemisphere, as far north as we are, it gets very fucking dark in the winter.

And you have to have festivals, otherwise everyone will kill themselves. The modern name, Halloween, comes from All Hallows' Eve, which is the day the souls of the dead return to their homes in time for All Saints' Day, where all of the evil is banished. In the 10th century, it was believed that the barriers between the physical and the spirit worlds were to be thinner and weaker on All Hallows' Eve. So people began to dress up in costumes and light bonfires to ward off evil spirits. And that's the pumpkin thing also. We used to do it with turnips in this country because

pumpkins are not native to the British Isles. So it used to be turnips and it was to scare the ghosts away from your house. Well, I've seen turnip o'lanterns and I have to say they're much scarier. Like on Google. Not in life. Not've seen turnip o'lantans and i have to say they're much scarier like on google not in life not at the turnip shop they're also much cheaper than pumpkins i have to say well you know what fuck it like we're not doing pumpkins this year no turnips only fuck it

if i have kids i'll be like look you're just buying like a 10 pound pumpkin so you can carve it out it's a turnip go fucking nuts that's actually one of my life hacks though so if you ever want to make a green papaya salad in this country, and green papayas are very expensive. Yeah, and they taste like shit. They taste like shit. My top tip, get yourself a mandolin and get yourself a turnip. Where you go, no one ever tell the difference.

Mandolins terrify me. They use the guard. Or just use a vegetable peeler. Get yourself a turnip and a vegetable peeler. Make yourself a green papaya salad and no one will ever know. Impress your guests this Halloween. With your turnip salad and your turnip o'lantan.

Just have a turnip themed dinner party. I love it. It's so retro slash pasto slash something. I don't know. Please continue. Welcome to the 10th century. These traditions spread across the world, presumably with the Roman Empire,

and they grew in popularity even in the US, but not until the 20th century. Irish and Scottish communities in the States revived the old traditions of guising, which is where a person dresses up and they tell a joke or recite a poem, perform a trick in exchange for sweets or fruit. And by the 50s, trick-or-treating became a staple of Halloween tradition. Did 50s trick-or-treating became a staple of halloween tradition did you go trick-or-treating as a child no no my mum said it was begging she wouldn't let us do it no i never did i think kids now do yeah but i think we're we're a bit old yeah yeah americans halloween is not that much of a big deal here more so now than when we were kids

but not anywhere near what it is in the states. Because today, Halloween is one of the biggest holidays in North America. But for the Lisk family in Ohio, where we were but two days ago, the 31st of October sticks out as the anniversary of one of the most horrific days of their life. In 2001, William Billy Lisk... I'm presuming that they called him Billy and he wasn't William William. I know I was gonna say so just Billy Billy Lisk. Bill Billy Lisk. Willie Billy Lisk married Susan Griffin in 2001. They'd both been married before and had children of their own from previous relationships. William had a son who he called Billy Billy Lisk

Jr. It's only marginally worse than what was his name in the Amy Bradshaw? Brad Brad? Brad Bradley. Brad Bradley. Oh Brad Bradley. Well it's about to get worse because William Lisk Jr. was affectionately called BJ. Don't do that to your children. Do Americans call it a BJ? Yes! Oh, do they? Just checking. Susan had her own sons to scar with terrible names. They were called... She spent four days in Ohio and suddenly... Yes!

Yes, Americans know what blowjobs are. The blowjob popularised in the UK in the 50s hasn't caught on yet in North America. No, sorry, let me let you get back to your story. No, this is a blowjob show now. Susan had two sons called Devin and Derek Griffin. The Griffins were devoutly religious, salt of the earth kind of people, who went to church every Sunday and said grace before every meal. Although Susan's sons quickly formed a good relationship with their new stepdad, William

Senior, BJ did not like Susan Griffin at all. He hated his new stepbrothers too. But then again, BJ had always been a troubled child. He constantly got in trouble at school for fighting and bullying other kids. Initially, his parents just thought, boys will be boys, and they just hoped that he would grow out of it. But the older he got, the worse his behaviour became. BJ was 15 when his dad married Susan, and by that time, he was regularly getting in trouble with the law for petty crimes. BJ hated Susan from the second his dad brought her home. He thought that she was

encroaching on his territory. He hated the fact that she tried to discipline him and enforce rules around the house that his father had never cared about before. The year after Susan and William Senior tied the knot, BJ threatened to commit suicide And things just got a lot worse from there. BJ became more and more erratic and his violent temper grew out of control. In 2004, after another one of his many arguments with his stepmother, BJ punched her in the chest and was arrested for assault. Understandably, Susan was terrified of her stepson. Just a month later, after yet another argument, BJ smashed a coffee mug over her head and stole the family car.

This time, Susan pressed charges against the troubled teen. Well, you would, wouldn't you? Just run out of hall passes at that stage. And the court ordered BJ to undergo a psychological assessment, after which he was diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder and found to be unfit to stand trial. Schizoaffective disorder is a mental health condition marked by a combination of symptoms of schizophrenia, like hallucinations or delusions, in a combination with mood disorder symptoms like depression or mania.

William Sr. was then forced to make the difficult decision of removing BJ from the family home and having him admitted to a group home for psychiatric patients in Sandusky. But that didn't help BJ or his temper one bit. Now I didn't think it would. No. I thought BJ would hate that, and I was right. We're all rooting for BJ, we're not. During his stay at the home, BJ had three visits from the police,

one of which was because he had a full-blown fistfight with his dad. After his not-so-successful treatment at the home, BJ returned to live with his family on their 100-acre farm. And it didn't go well. In autumn 2004, Susan was in the shower when she heard the bathroom door. No, no, no, no, no, no. Why is he being brought home? This is terrifying.

Where else are they going to put him? Like, what do you do if a residential home for psychiatric patients is like, he's too much? I don't know, but I don't like this at all. I feel like we're going to get some fucking psycho shit now. Yes, you are. Because the bathroom door creaks open as Susan is in the shower. And the next thing she knew, BJ, her stepson, tried to rape her. Oh, for crying out loud.

This is why, and I'm not blaming Susan, but this is why I lock the door when I have a shower, even if I'm in the house completely by myself. That's why I haven't showered for 15 years. It's horrendous. The whole, like, shower screen. No, no, no. That's why I can't showered for 15 years. It's horrendous. The whole like shower screen. No, no, no. That's why I can't do shower curtains. Yes, that's what I meant. Shower curtains.

Yeah. I've got glass doors. I've got a glass screen now, which is a fucking pain in the ass to keep clean, but it is there. Oh my God, tell me about it. Do you know what's even worse? What?

This is the real Halloween fucking spectacular. Tell me. My best friend recently got black taps in her bathroom i have black taps in my bathroom i am a fool i'm a fool the hard water is ruining my life it really truly is but i thought you were gonna say what i was gonna say is that my parents have a black shower curtain what What? It is terrifying. Prison. Prison for the ballers.

I'm sending them to a psychiatric home. They can have group therapy about why they fucking chose that. We could all go and have group therapy about why we chose black bathroom accessories. But yeah, scary times. Showering at my parents' house. Hi, I'm Lindsey Graham, the host of Wondery Show American Scandal.

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So fortunately, Susan didn't have black taps and she managed to fight off her stepson and get away. But she was completely shaken, as you well would be. Poor Susan. She's just trying her best. She is just trying her best. Because I feel like she's got this fucking stepson who's just running amok and she's genuinely trying her best to make it work with William Billy Bob Bilson. And just fucking... And Angelina Jolie. I know.

And fucking BJ's just there acting like a fucking nightmare. Yep. And William Senior kicked BJ out of the house. Which, when someone tries to rape your wife. Yes. When your son tries to rape your wife. Get in the bin. I think, God, I haven't said that in about four years.

I know. Throwback. I wish we had the soundboard. Who knows what would come out of that. Meow. Meow. That's the throwback cat. No, this is horrible.

Please, carry on. So that meant that BJ was now 18 and living on the street. Left to fend for himself. But do not feel sorry for him. He did manage to find a place to stay reasonably close by. And after a few months, William Senior, holding out hope that his son would get better, allowed BJ to visit the family home on occasion. Obviously, Susan and her own sons hated these uncomfortable visits,

but they put up with it for William Sr. Oh, I just feel so sad for this family, and I obviously know something horrible is going to happen. Oh, yeah. And I'm like, it just makes me so sad, because even Susan's sons are trying for the sake of their stepdad. Everyone's trying. Everyone is trying so hard.

And poor William. I know we keep calling him Billy fucking Billy Bilson and stuff, but he seems like a good dad. Yeah, he is trying. Everyone in this story is trying except BJ. And life went on like this for a couple of years. I was going to say nothing like a half-assed BJ, but I'm going to say it now,

even though it's clearly too late. I was going to make a joke, but it's far too graphic, so I'm just going to move on. So things go on like this for a few years, with BJ being essentially homeless, but coming by the family home occasionally and continuing his court-ordered treatment. But the thing was, when you're living on the street,

nobody is checking that you're taking your thing was, when you're living on the street, nobody is checking that you're taking your medication. And when you're an adult, no one can make you either, unless you're sectioned. Which happened in 2007. BJ was hospitalised and William Senior stayed by his side the entire time. He's trying so hard. He's such a good dad. Well, eventually, William Senior decided to apply for guardianship of BJ in order to move him into a halfway house so he didn't have to stay in the hospital. But that halfway house would be a huge mistake because what we've learned is you cannot give BJ an inch.

My lips are shaking. After moving into his new accommodation, BJ resumed visiting the family home semi-regularly for more uncomfortable meals that Susan and her two sons gritted their teeth through for William Senior's sake. And although BJ's medication kept his temperament fairly even-keeled, there was something undeniably menacing under the surface of his blank stare. But William Senior just couldn't see it. Oh no. And it was around this time that neighbourhood pets began to go missing, one by one. Some were found shot. Some were found tortured. And William thought that his son might have something to do with it.

I agree. I also feel that way. But he couldn't prove it. So he decided to keep his suspicions to himself. I think everyone's thinking the same thing, William Senior. He thought that BJ probably just needed a little bit more father-son bonding time. I don't think that's going to fix it at this stage.

No, I don't think there's many things that that can fix. William began taking BJ on long weekends away to their family cabin in Carroll County. They would hunt deer and have long conversations about BJ's life and plans for the future. So they're isolated and they've got guns. But these trips were just a temporary distraction. BJ's mental health continued to get worse, and although his behaviour seemed to be less erratic, it wasn't getting better either. But nobody would figure out what was really going on until it was too late.

It was a freezing cold morning in Ohio on the 31st of October 2010 when Devin Griffin, Susan's son, returned to the family home at 9.30am. He'd spent the previous night with his biological father. It was Halloween, but it was still a Sunday, so Devin had to go to church to sing in the choir. Halloween's probably the day you should go the most. Just put that on the church fucking board outside. There's a church in Haringo that has a sign outside that says be anxious for nothing and i'm like that's me i'm anxious for nothing all the time be anxious for

nothing what am i missing the point of what they're trying so they're trying to say like it's sort of a biblical turn of phrase like a want for nothing so they're saying don't worry about anything but they're doing it in weird order, which makes it sound... Oh, okay, I see. It's like an olden timey. Exactly, yeah. It's like, be anxious for nothing. Right, yeah, yeah. Fucking, what?

Who proved that? Nobody. Yeah, just read it out loud. Take a second. Oh my God. As Devon entered the family home, he bumped into his stepbrother, BJ. It startled him. The house had seemed totally empty, and BJ was never allowed to be there on his own. But Devon noticed the

living room sofa had bedsheets on it. The two of them spoke briefly. BJ asked Devon where he was going and how long he thought he would be out for. Devon would later recall that he found this chat with his stepbrother particularly strange. He'd never seen BJ so upbeat or sociable. Bread flax. Usually BJ was gloomy

and spoke incredibly slowly, which is a side effect of antipsychotic medication. And also probably quite indicative of the schizoaffective. But Devon didn't really think too much about this. He just got changed and went to church. That day, the service ran on for longer than usual, and Devon got home in the middle of the afternoon.

The house again was unusually quiet, but he assumed that his family were just asleep. And to his relief, it looked like his stepbrother BJ had left too. So Devon took himself off to his room and fired up his Xbox. He put on the headset and played for hours before pausing his game to get a drink from the kitchen. And this is when Devon realised that something definitely was weird. The house was still dead silent. They can't have all still been in bed. And they wouldn't have gone out for so long without at least leaving him a note. So, Devon went to his parents' bedroom. Both of them were lying in bed.

Devon could see his mother's foot hanging out from under the covers, which is how monsters get you, and you should never do it. He called out his mum's name, but she didn't wake up, and Devon slowly pulled down the duvet to see their faces, which were both covered in blood. Immediately, Devon assumed that this had to be his parents' idea of a Halloween prank. What is wrong with you if you're doing that to your children, first and foremost? I really don't feel like that's Susan's vibe.

No, I don't think so either. So, odd assumption from Devon, but... You're hoping for the best. Confronted with that, you cannot believe that that's what's really happening. But it was. He soon realised that his mum and his stepdad were not breathing. Devon screamed and ran out of the house as fast as he could, forgetting to check on his brother.

In a state of panic, Devon phoned his aunt Laurie, who rang the police before rushing over to the house. When the authorities arrived, they were faced with an absolute horror show. William Lisk had been shot five times in the face at point-blank range. Jesus. Susan had been shot three times in the head.

William Senior's body was still in the position he'd fallen asleep in, but Susan's body was sprawled the position he'd fallen asleep in, but Susan's body was sprawled out like she'd been moved. And the forensic report No, no, no. would reveal something

even more troubling. I know what you're going to say. Everyone lived happily ever after and nothing bad happened at all. Sorry, it did happen. Susan had been raped after she had died. Police continued clearing the house room by room until they arrived at Derek's bedroom,

which was locked. Inside, they found the teenager lying in the fetal position with his head caved in from blunt force trauma, and a blood-stained claw hammer was found nearby. The neighbours revealed that they had heard gunshots at around 6.30am. But in rural Ohio, that's nothing to write home about. Someone had been fucking roaming around the neighbourhood shooting pets.

Right. So when Devon arrived home that day and spoke to BJ before going to church, and when he got back later to play video games, his family had been lying dead in their rooms the whole time.

Oh. The only remaining question was where was BJ? The family's car was missing and police put out an APB to find him. Didn't take very long. BJ had gone to hide out at the family cabin in Carroll County, 170 miles away, where he had been hunting deer with his dad just two days before. CCTV footage showed that he'd even stopped for a Subway sandwich on the way. Officers found BJ sat on the cabin porch smoking a cigarette

and still holding his Subway sandwich when they arrested him. Nice. Who smokes and eats at the same time? That's gross. BJ was charged with three counts of aggravated murder in November. He initially pleaded not guilty, but after realising he was facing the death penalty, he changed his plea and admitted to everything at his pre-trial hearing. He was handed three life sentences without the possibility of parole. He apologised for killing his family

and then went on to blame his mental illness and, of course, the usual suspect, Noel Edmonds. I'm kidding, Satan. Well, it was going to be Satan, God or Noel Edmonds. I'm kidding. Satan. Well, it was going to be Satan, God or Noel Edmonds. Barry chuckled. Anyway, BJ blamed the devil for, quote,

working for the destruction of our souls. And in March 2011, BJ took one final life. His own. He killed himself in prison. Happy Halloween. Ew. Happy times for in prison. Happy Halloween. Ew. Happy times for you. That's miserable.

Yeah, truly, truly miserable. But at least we got a little bit of folklore in at the start. We did. Thank you for that. I appreciate it. Okay, I'm excited. Ready? I'm sitting comfortably.

Good. Let's do it. It was a sunny summer's afternoon in London on the 28th of July 1986, when 25-year-old estate agent Susie Lampleux left her flat in Putney to go to work. Susie had been working at Sturgis Estate Agent on Fulham Road for over a year, and wearing a pair of low stilettos, a grey skirt and a dark blazer, she left her office at around 12.30 in the afternoon. She took nothing with her apart from her keys and her purse.

It was just a Monday like any other. Susie was on her way to 37 Shawlards Road in Fulham to show the property to a potential buyer who'd booked an appointment under the name Mr Kipper. And if you know this story, which most of you probably do, Mr Kipper is a very infamous name in true crime history. So Susie was last seen outside the house alone by a passerby at around 12.45pm and that would be the last time that anyone ever saw Susie again. By 3.30pm Susie's colleagues began to grow worried that she hadn't returned and after another hour they went over themselves to Shorelands Road to check on her but she was nowhere to be seen

and so they reported her missing at 5.30pm. Police found her car parked just over a mile away next to another house that Sturgis had for sale and it looked like it had been parked in a hurry. The driver's door was open and the handbrake was off but the keys were missing though Susie's purse Hmm. questioned her boyfriend, a 27-year-old stockbroker, and they also questioned her male flatmate. But both of them had an alibi for the time that Susie disappeared. When they searched her flat, investigators found nothing out of the ordinary. But things got creepy fast. Investigators realised that the man Susie had gone to meet that day,

Mr Kipper, had given his first name as Dan. Dan Kipper. Which is an anagram for kidnapper. No. I didn't come here for Countdown. Well, you're here. Tough shit. I'm Susie Dent. So the owner of 37 Shawlards Road told police that a man had turned up at the property just a few days before, acting really strangely and making her feel very uncomfortable. And when her husband showed up, the mysterious man had quickly left.

Sometime later, a witness told police that he'd seen a black BMW speeding down the road where Susie's car was found abandoned. He said it struck him as strange because not only was the car driving erratically, but it was a left-hand drive model. Apparently, this car was being driven by a man. The eyewitness couldn't be sure, but he said that the woman sitting next to him either looked like she was laughing or screaming. Oh no. I know, I hate that. It such a like sinister part of the story so the police made a mistake in their initial investigations by releasing an image of susie with brown hair

to the public because susie had died at blonde just two days before going missing that is quite a stark difference in who you're now looking for so this led to the police dismissing a lot of witness sightings involving a blonde woman, which is who they're fucking looking for. Yeah, man. So six months passed with no solid leads when a man finally came forward to tell the police that he'd found an abandoned BMW,

which seemed to have been there for a few months. And this car was registered to a Belgian man named Mr Kipper. No. No. Yep. So the police tracked the man down, but he had a solid alibi. His car had been in Belgium on the day in question. That is a pretty good alibi. It's just a fucking bizarre coincidence.

How funny. How? Kipper is not a common sense. No. No. No. This is ridiculous coincidences. So the neighbour of number 37 Shawlards Road told police that she'd heard somebody leaving the house on the day of Susie's

disappearance. She said that she'd seen Susie and a man holding a bottle of champagne leaving the property, looking back up at it and then getting into a car. This neighbour said that the man was Uh-oh. So, public meaning super private in this context. Exactly, exactly. So Susie's office manager told police that just days before her disappearance, a bouquet of red roses had arrived at the office to her from a mystery man. Uh-oh. Everyone at work had assumed that it was from her boyfriend, but it wasn't. Right, now jumping ahead 15 months after Susie's disappearance,

it's now October 1987, and a man named John Cannon abducted and murdered a 29-year-old Bristolian woman named Shirley Banks. A few weeks before, Cannon had joined a dating agency in Bristol under the fake name John Peterson. Red flag.

Peterson, Michael, Scott, it's not good on him. So John had presented himself to this lonelyely Hearts dating agency as a successful, smartly dressed businessman. So I'm going to play you now a little clipette. Multimedia presentation. It is a multimedia presentation. We're going to do some decoupage later, so get ready for that. So I'm going to play you a snippet of John Cannon's dating video. Star swipe out.

And if you get that, then you are one of the real ones. You've got to remember this is 1987, right? So this is a Ned Flanders-esque dating video, post-mort. Yes, I have a dislike of inflated egos um people who are they look at me i'm great type i don't like that i can't handle that sort of inner weakness yeah i don't like that at all i just like just normal average people just looking for a normal, average woman. Somebody natural. Nice.

Pleasant. Somebody with character. A little personality. Practical. Practical, yes. Somebody, just somebody normal. Somebody who's easy and relaxed to be with. That gives you quite a good picture of the man,

Mr John Cannon. And he's a wrong-un, because he'd also attempted to abduct another woman the night before he set his sights on Shirley Banks. And he'd been basically using the wine bars in his area as hunting grounds. This is the thing. He's on this videotaping, like, I'm just looking for a normal, ordinary woman.

And he can't find one through his dating video, because probably most of the women know that there's something weird going on with him so he's like well i'll just take one then i'll just abduct them yeah oh god so shirley banks was held hostage in john cannon's flat for a total of 18 hours before he murdered her he then dumped her body at a site in the Quantock Hills, known as Dead Woman's Ditch. No. That's worse than Fingering Hole, which is a real place in the UK. Yeah.

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God, tax discs. Remember those? I know. What did he take it for? Just to have it? Can you just use it? Maybe he forgot to pay his car. Can you just transfer it from car to car? I think in the days of tax discs, you could probably get away with it. He's got one in love now. But now they're fucking watching you all the time.

So officers also found Shirley Banks' Mini cooper parked in john cannon's garage with the number plate replaced with a fake one and this new number plate read slp 386s now that is not just me doing some unnecessary padding because slp is not far off the name Susie Lamplugh. No, I hate it. And the number 86 is the year that Susie disappeared. Oh my God. Right. Take me to hospital because I'm finished.

It's ended me. Police also realised the striking similarities between Cannon and the artist's impressions of Mr Kipper. Cannon had already been convicted of rape before Susie went missing. And in 1980, he'd raped and beaten his girlfriend when she tried to break up with him. And then he'd raped a shopkeeper at Knife Point in 1981. Who is this fucking man? Public school boy. Fucking hell. So John Cannon had been living in a

prison hotel outside Wormwood Scrubs in the lead up to Susie's disappearance. At the time, he had been on day release. Why the fuck is this guy on fucking day release? And he was working in the local area as a porter. And as the eyewitness identified, Mr. John Cannon was public school educated and was known by many as having an incredible ability to attract women. Oh no. Okay. So in the weeks before Susie's disappearance...

He does look like Eaton threw up on him. He does. He looks like someone who would have been presenting a Nat West advert in the late 90s, is what he looks like. Yes, yes he does. So, in the weeks before Susie's disappearance, John Cannon told his fellow inmates and colleagues that he had been going to wine bars in Fulham, where he met a sexy new uptown girl he referred to as Susu. No, vomit. I can't. Susu in Tamil means piss. Anyway, one of these wine bars

was called Crocodile Tears, which is an interesting name for a place, and it was right across the street from Susie's office. John Cannon also regularly drank at the Prince of Wales pub in Putney, and officers knew that Susie had gone there the very same day that John Cannon had been released from prison. He was also known to send women bouquets of red roses, just like Susie had received at her office. John Cannon was released from Wormwood Scrubs on the 25th of July 1986, three days before Susie Lamplew disappeared. Met Police travelled to Bristol to

interview John Cannon and they asked him about the fake licence plate. He surprised them by immediately replying that it could well be a reference to Susie's disappearance before they even mentioned Susie's name. But then John backtracked and said that he'd chosen the letters and numbers at random. And it was just a coincidence. He told officers that he'd bought the BMW off a businessman in Bristol, who he knew was responsible for the murder of Shirley Banks, Susie Lamplew and other women. How convenient. I know. Two birds, one stone, get a new car and an alibi. And also who's buying a car and then having a murder confession told to them? And then it's just like, OK, cool, but what's the mileage?

Yeah, and also it didn't give me a tax disc, so I had to nick one. But I found one under the seat and it turns out it was that. And maybe he also changed the registration plate to reflect vaguely one of the murders he had committed. What? reflect vaguely one of the murders he had committed what so anyway when officers asked canon if he was this bristolian businessman knowing that he had masqueraded as one at the dating agency canon replied yes it was me all along i just love the he's like yeah i bought it off a bristolian businessman who definitely murdered those women. They're like, is it you? Are you that businessman?

And he's like, yes, you got me. Yes. But he took it back at the end of the interview after losing his temper. Cannon was then sentenced to life imprisonment for the rape and murder of Shirley Banks and several other rapes, abductions and attempted abductions. This included the rape of a woman in Reading on the train line between London and Bristol six weeks after his release from Wormwood Scrubs. This man is out of control. Yeah, it doesn't waste any time.

No. At his sentencing, the judge told Cannon, you should never again be at liberty outside of prison walls. I agree, judge. So one of Cannon's previous girlfriends, a lady named Daphne Sargent, told police, as soon as I heard about Susie, I knew it was John.

It had all the hallmarks, right down to the champagne. That's horrifying. It really is. So Susie Lampleux was officially declared dead on the 27th of July 1993 and presumed murdered. Police tested the DNA of around 800 unidentified bodies and skeletal remains matching Susie's description in the decade following her disappearance. But nothing matched. An internal report by the Met Police in 1999 criticised their handling of the original investigation and their failure to investigate John Cannon earlier. Because Susie had disappeared in 1986,

the investigation had been carried out without computers and instead the police had used an old-fashioned card index system. This meant that all the leads had been filed on more than 26,000 cards. Jesus Christ. Do you know this is why there were so many more like fires back in the day is because like office buildings just had loads of paper in them. So coming back to Susie, because she was only considered a missing person at the

time she vanished the known criminals in the local area were not investigated as suspects again i just feel like when it is a missing person who's totally out of character i feel like you should pay attention to that it's not just like well she's she's fucking just not here like that's not a big deal i'm like she was a normal person who had a full-time job who went to her appointment and never came back something criminal is clearly afoot or something foul is afoot like why was nothing looked into murder most murder most foul was afoot probably so yes they basically didn't investigate any of the suspects but when the original index cards were finally computerised in 1999, police made a troubling discovery. There had been a slew of estate agents in Fulham who had been visited at the time by a man going by the name Mr Kipper.

Police now believe this to have been John Cannon searching out his next victim. Not least because John Cannon liked to wear wide kipper style ties in prison, earning him the name Mr. Kipper. There's just too many Mr. Kippers in this story. And also not to mention that in the late 70s and early 80s, during the final few years of John Cannon's troubled marriage, there had been a number of mysterious rapes in homes for sale in the West Midlands where John Cannon was living at the time. This unidentified man specifically targeted homes that were on the market and had been given the name House for Sale Rapist. It's not great. It's not great. It's also like House for Sale sale, rapist. Yeah, do you know what I mean? I hate it. I hate it. So around 20 women were assaulted in these properties

and nobody was ever arrested. Police suspected that this man was John Cannon and that he'd begun his raping spree when his marriage had failed. A reinvestigation into Susie's case uncovered a mass of circumstantial evidence that pointed at John Cannon. Her relatives told police that shortly before her disappearance, Susie said she had a new boyfriend who was from the Bristol area. But she'd also said that she started to grow afraid of him. Police interrogated

Cannon multiple times in 2000 and 2001 over Susie's disappearance but got nowhere. Still, they decided that they had enough significant evidence against him to apply for prosecution. But after four months of deliberation it was found that there was insufficient evidence to charge John Cannon with Susie's murder after her body has never been found. But they were so convinced that it was Cannon that in an incredibly rare move the police announced on TV in 2002 that John Cannon was responsible without a conviction without even taking this to court that is remarkable that is yeah he insists that he's innocent of not only Susie Lamplew's murder but also of everything he's been found guilty of despite many of the other rapes murders and

abductions having solid DNA evidence against him. And also him being like, yes, you're right, it was me. I am the Bristolian businessman. And people being like, that's him, get him. So in 2016, John Cannon wrote a letter to newspapers arguing that prisoners should be given the vote and another to the Secretary of State

asking him to lift the smoking man in prison. He's just a busy little bee, is this guy. Cannon reportedly told his solicitor that he would reveal all after his mother died, which again makes you look guilty as fuck. Well, I'll tell you all how innocent I am once my mum's dead. But in 2020, John Cannon's brother told the press that their sister had already begged Cannon to tell the police where Susie was buried, to which he replied, I'll take my secrets to the grave. Ugh, bin.

I know. Nearly said jail, but he's already there. He's already there. Jail bin. Cannon told his sister that he doesn't have a modicum of regret, conscience or compassion and is a, quote, power freak. John Cannon is eligible for release this month no in october 2022 happy halloween no yeah he's gonna come and get me i mean he might come get us fuck should we

have done this okay fuck i'm scared we've made a big mistake well you have oh no please don't come get me i'm actually genuinely a bit scared. Yeah. I feel like he's definitely the kind of man that would seek himself out. I'm actually not even kidding. No, I know you're not. Okay. Well, it's done now.

Happy Halloween. Happy Halloween, everybody. If we survive, we'll see you next week. Jesus Christ. Don't tell my parents. They're so unhappy with so many things I'm doing right now. So there we go. There we everybody that is halloween probably part one i'm gonna call it this is part one all right i feel good about it and then next week you're gonna get the live recording yeah of a halloween episode that

we did in columbus ohio our first ever american show it was just so we're clear it's not like the show that we do when we like tell you guys tell you guys to come buy tickets and we do a big show. That's like a two, two and a half hour fucking extravaganza of video, audio, costumes. Costumes this time. And a big fat fucking case, which goes on for such a long time. Some might say the costumes are inflatable. They are. And they are upstairs in our office.

Did they come? Because they arrived last night. That's so funny. So if you want to come check out like a proper, proper two and a half hour premiere, like peak show from us, you have to get tickets. Come check those out. We're going to be doing the UK, Europe, and we might be coming somewhere else later next year. So what you're going to hear next week is just like a little impromptu show that we did. We had such a great time doing it and we loved the audience there. So thank you to everybody who came.

And we hope you have fun listening to it next week. And we'll be back with a normal case the week after. Because it will be November. It will. If you can believe it. So we'll see you then. Goodbye. Bye. You don't believe in ghosts?

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