Chompoo: Lost​ &​ Forgotten​ (คดีชมพู่:​ เด็กหายที่ถูกลืม)

In Mukdahan province,

let us all support the search of Chompoo,

the three-year-old girl who's disappeared without a trace from home.

At first, we thought it was just a simple missing-child case.

But it turned into a major event that captured the nation's attention.

Viewers, regarding Chompoo…

the authorities immediately deployed forces up there, searching day and night…

Check the channel.

…through the forests for her.

They found nothing.

We have interviewed a total of 384 witnesses.

If it's a kidnapping, the culprit is absolutely heartless.

Uncle Phol was just her uncle-in-law.

Haven't seen you in days.

Out of the blue, the girl's case turned into a beauty pageant contest.

- -

Uncle Phol, look at the camera. Make a handsome pose.

Check, check, check.

- Hello, Uncle Phol. - We love Uncle Phol.

I said, "Gosh! You should be a star with a face like this."

"Tao Ngoi" by Jintara and Uncle Phol!

Uncle Phol!

Dance!

YouTubers came around.

You just came back. Let me hug you.

Everyone focused on Uncle Phol.

They must've completely forgotten what had happened to the child.

Speed .

CHAIPHON WHIPHA "UNCLE PHOL," CHOMPOO'S UNCLE

Sound ready? Rolling.

Hello.

LOST & FORGOTTEN

["We Love Morlam" by Rasmi Isan Soul plays]

When I first moved to Kok Kork…

KOK KORK VILLAGE

…it was as if I'd moved to a hidden city.

There was no connection to the outside world.

KOK KORK VILLAGE NORTHEASTERN REGION, THAILAND

ANAMAI WONGSRICHA CHOMPOO'S FATHER

Here, we rely on each other. We help each other.

I help you, and you help me.

NALIN NGOENNAM "AUNT THORN"

We all know each other. Our village is related by blood,

and most of the men are sons-in-law.

We're poor, but we're happy.

When someone cooks a pot of food, we share it with each other.

My children, grandchildren, and Chompoo had meals together.

Chompoo, she's so innocent.

How could someone do this to her?

The truth of what happened in Kok Kork,

I and those who were at the scene and were a part of it

would know best about what happened in Kok Kork.

And as for my last memory that day,

my last memory of Chompoo…

MAY 11, 2020 6:00 A.M., THE DAY OF THE DISAPPEARANCE

…I was on my tractor, about to go out to level the rice field.

Chompoo came out and called to me.

She said…

"Come back home soon."

"Don't forget to buy me some snacks."

That's the last memory I have of her.

I've never forgotten it.

Then I drove off to do my work, leveling the rice field.

And then, around nine or ten in the morning, my phone rang.

I answered it.

They told me to hurry home quick,

because they couldn't find Chompoo.

I really wasn't too worried at first.

She might be just playing in the village,

or playing with some older children.

She loved watching cartoons and playing with toys.

She would pretend to sell things.

She was very close with her older sister, Sading.

They always stuck together.

Her sister took care of her. Yeah.

Sading told me she was distracted.

She was on her phone, playing games.

She tried her best to keep an eye on Chompoo.

But the next moment, Chompoo disappeared.

When I looked into Sading's eyes,

I could see her sadness.

She'd always taken really good care of her sister.

They were always together.

Most of the time, Chompoo would never go anywhere alone.

She wouldn't go into the forest.

And then when evening came,

I just had a feeling that something wasn't right.

Chompoo?

Come back to Daddy.

Very quickly, I began searching everywhere

that I thought she could have gone.

It's okay, Daddy's here.

My partner and I searched the forest together all night.

Chompoo?

We called her name, listening for any kind of response.

That first night, I didn't sleep at all until dawn.

I was worried about where my daughter could have gone,

or whether someone had kidnapped her.

CHOMPOO MISSING FOR 24 HOURS

It's unbelievable that the farmers in Mukdahan still haven't found her.

Let us all support the search of Chompoo, the three-year-old girl

who has disappeared without a trace from home.

The village has come together for the search,

but there is still no sign of her.

Nothing here. Let's go downstream.

My niece disappeared in the morning. I wasn't home.

When Chompoo disappeared from the village,

all the relatives gathered together at her mother's house.

She must have gone over there.

Chompoo was the granddaughter and the flesh and blood of Taen's family.

We had the opportunity to take care of her.

Chompoo connected everyone. If we fought, we'd stop for her.

SOMPORN LARBPHO "AUNT TAEN," CHOMPOO'S AUNT

We loved each other so much because of her.

MANOP POLSAWANG "UNCLE MOK," VILLAGER

Sometimes, children get lost in the forest.

It's dangerous.

There are snakes and mosquitoes.

And what will they eat? There's no food or water.

Chompoo wouldn't just go with anyone, and she wouldn't stray far.

People were talking a lot about Chompoo.

All they knew was she had disappeared and that someone hurt her.

But I didn't tell my sister what people were saying.

I didn't want her to get stressed.

Chompoo is no longer with us.

Oh, shit!

Yes.

More and more people showed up to help search for her

because she was nowhere to be found.

I went up and down the mountain four or five times that day.

Officers from the Royal Forest Department

were guided by the villagers…

COMMUNITY FOREST AREA

…as they were local and knew the area well.

CHOMPOO MISSING FOR 48 HOURS

I made a post about my child's disappearance

and put my phone number on it.

CHOMPOO IS MISSING POST

And then my phone kept ringing constantly.

30 A.M. KOK KORK VILLAGE

Inside?

Everyone was involved in the search.

Check the ditch. Check it. Check all the ditches.

Everyone looked in the swamps and everywhere around Kok Kork.

Dear guardian spirit of the forest, let them achieve the results desired.

Is it on the right? Follow him.

There were shamans and monks coming,

saying Chompoo was here and there.

Mediums told us to do this and that. We did everything.

PATCHARAMON PATCHARAPAT "SAWITREE," CHOMPOO'S MOTHER

May it be gold, be diamond, be glass.

Does this mean you mostly believed the shamans back then?

Even if I didn't believe them, I'd still do it.

When the monks came to the village, we followed their guidance,

for peace of mind.

We were hopeful.

CHOMPOO MISSING FOR 72 HOURS

By the fourth day of the search, I was exhausted.

- They're searching over there. -That's it.

-Yes, right there. -Jud.

I couldn't walk anymore,

because I had barely eaten or drunk any water.

I didn't sleep at all because I went out to look for her whenever I could.

I had a bad feeling.

There wasn't even a place for people to sit.

And for me, I didn't even eat or drink.

We've looked. Not here, nothing.

Someone called and reported that they saw a pair of shoes.

Okay.

They didn't specify whether they were girls' or boys' shoes.

Kids' shoes.

But they said they were little kids' shoes.

Someone said they had seen a pair of kids' shoes

but didn't know whose they were, so they came down to report them.

Check up front, go up there.

Yes. If your soul is still here, come to us.

- Where are you, my dear? - Where are you?

Many forest rangers, police officers, and villagers went out that day.

No less than 40 to 50 people followed us up there.

It seemed like spirits were in the big trees.

If we got close to them, we got goosebumps.

I'm getting goosebumps just talking about them.

It was dark, so everyone walked up in a line.

- Chompoo, where are you? - Hey.

- Hey. - Where are you, Chompoo?

We shone the flashlight because it was dark.

Hey.

Hey, Chompoo, where are you?

A snake.

Hey!

- Hey! - Oh, dear.

We saw the snake and ran in different directions.

And then I saw Chompoo's body.