Murder
When he was killed, Mieremet was busy working on a real estate project in Pattaya. The tourist resort is growing fast and is therefore highly popular among project developers. Mieremet arrived there about one year before his death. Officially he lived in the Belgian town of Neerpelt.
According to local Thai media, Mieremet was shot at 10:00 a.m. in his office in Pattaya, a beach resort in Chonburi Province. A Pattaya People journalist stated that the gunman arrived on the back of a moped and walked into Mieremet's office. Inside the two spoke, possibly in Dutch. At that time the gunman pulled his gun and shot Mieremet in the head. The shooter was described as a 'rather large man wearing a helmet'. The shooter kept on firing while retreating from the office. After the murder he slowly walked outside, stepped on his moped and disappeared. The significant height of the murderer has led to a suggestion that the murderer was not Thai. Interestingly, Mieremet's bodyguard managed to duck for cover just in time, avoiding being shot at all.
There is no exact cause for the assassination that is easy to pinpoint. One of the many theories is that of a conflict between Dutch and Yugoslav criminals about a shipment of drugs. This has supposedly led to a string of liquidations in past years. It seems unlikely, however that this one single incident has led to such a long streak of liquidations. It is more likely that it has been caused by a series of lesser incidents.
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| Name | Mieremet, John |
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| Date of birth | May 10, 1960 |
| Place of birth | Amsterdam, Netherlands |
| Date of death | November 2, 2005 |
| Place of death | Pattaya, Thailand |
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