Scapegoat on wheels: 14 years behind bars

I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and found myself wheelchair-bound. My financial situation was dire, and I was desperate for money. An old friend suggested that I deliver drugs and introduced me to a man from India who promised to inform me when he had drugs to deliver. The pay was HK$20,000 to HK$30,000 per run, but I was still unsure whether I should take the job.

One night, my friend called me twice in the early hours of the morning, but I did not answer. When I called him back the next day, he asked if I had anything to do. I told him I had to go to the hospital for an MRI. He then asked me to call him again after my examination, and when I did, he offered me a drug delivery job for HK$50,000. I agreed without thinking twice.

My friend gave me a number to call and a secret code to say. The person on the phone gave me an address and a meeting time. I went to Mong Kok and waited under a bridge. The person called and told me he was coming soon. He also said he would call me again and asked me not to answer so that he would know it was me. I followed his instructions and didn’t pick up his call.

The minute I waved my hand to catch a taxi, someone pushed me to the ground, snatched the drugs from me, and put hand cuffs on me.

I took the package and called my buddy, who wanted me to take a taxi and bring the drugs to Shek Mun while he would get the cash from the Indian man. The minute I waved my hand to catch a taxi, someone pushed me to the ground, snatched the drugs from me, and put handcuffs on me. I was arrested by the police! At that moment, I realized it was a set-up. I was a scapegoat.  

I was detained in Lai Chi Kok for nine months and then sentenced to 14 years. I am so regretful of what I have done. I did not even consider my wife and lovely daughter when I made the decision. I trusted my false friend, who only wanted to use me. I wanted to commit suicide, but then I gave it up because I wanted to hear my daughter call me ‘daddy’ one day.

Two weeks after my sentencing, my wife filed for divorce, thinking I wouldn’t be able to take care of her and our daughter. Later, I met Fr. John at Stanley Prison, who helped and comforted me. I am very thankful to him. I can see hope again.

If you are reading this, please do not follow in my footsteps. Do not fall for anything because of greed or what you think are benefits. Not only will you destroy your life, but you will also negatively impact your family. God bless!

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