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Corps member killers arrested in Edo State


Two members of a suspected armed robbery gang who allegedly killed a member of the National Youth Service Corps (NYSC), during a robbery operation in Benin, have been arrested by operatives of the Edo State Police Command.

The late corps member, David Onyeasina, ‎was said to have been shot by the gang after robbing a shop along Muritala Mohammed Way, close to Edo College, the school said to be the place of primary assignment of the victim.

The 21-year old Onyeasina, a graduate of Fine and Applied Arts from the Ladoke Akintola University of Technology, Ogbomosho, Oyo state, was said to have gone to shop to buy recharge
card when he was hit by the armed robbers bullet.

Edo Police Command Spokesman, DSP Stephen Onwochei, who gave the names of the two suspects as Mathias Efe and Dominus Aisabodo, disclosed that they were arrest shortly after the incident and that the suspects had confessed that the victim was killed during a sporadic shootout as they attempted to escape after the operation.

According to Onwochei, items recovered from the two arrested suspects ‎include two cut-to-size guns, nine live cartridges, 10 mobile handsets and jewellery belonging to their victims.

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