tt_THE COFFIN OF EL MENCHO: One eerie detail etched into the left side has left the entire United States shaken — a chilling symbol no one can ignore.

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05/03/2026

The hearse of drug trafficker Nemesio "El Mencho" Oseguera leaves la Paz funeral home in Guadalajara, Jalisco state, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.

The hearse of drug trafficker Nemesio “El Mencho” Oseguera leaves la Paz funeral home in Guadalajara, Jalisco state, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.
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GuadalajaraAP —

The leader of the Jalisco New Generation Cartel was buried Monday in a shiny golden casket with enormous flower wreaths and a large military presence in the state that gave name to one of Mexico’s most powerful cartels.

A federal official confirmed that Nemesio Oseguera Cervantes, alias “El Mencho,” was buried in a cemetery in Zapopan, a suburb of Guadalajara, Mexico’s second-largest city. Dozens of people accompanied the funeral procession, many carrying black umbrellas on a sunny day and with a band playing Mexican regional music known as banda.

The official who discussed the location requested anonymity because they were not authorized to discuss the case. The Attorney General’s Office declined to confirm the location of El Mencho’s burial for “security reasons.”

A funeral employee carries the coffin of drug trafficker Nemesio "El Mencho" Oseguera at La Paz funeral home in Guadalajara, Jalisco state, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.

A funeral employee carries the coffin of drug trafficker Nemesio “El Mencho” Oseguera at La Paz funeral home in Guadalajara, Jalisco state, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.
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There had been stepped up security since Sunday around a funeral home where large flower wreaths had been arriving without a name. Some did include the image of a rooster in flowers and Oseguera Cervantes was sometimes called the “Lord of the Roosters.”

The Mexican army killed Oseguera Cervantes just over a week ago while attempting to capture him. He died from multiple bullet wounds, according to the death certificate obtained by The Associated Press.

The killing set off violence in some 20 states. The death certificate fits with a description of the operation to capture Oseguera Cervantes given by Defense Secretary Ricardo Trevilla, who had said that the cartel leader and two bodyguards had been badly wounded in a gunfight with soldiers outside a home in Tapalpa, Jalisco. The three died en route to a hospital.

A member of Mexico's security forces stands outside the Recinto de la Paz cemetery in Zapopan, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.

A member of Mexico’s security forces stands outside the Recinto de la Paz cemetery in Zapopan, Mexico, on March 2, 2026.
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A truck transporting a flower‑covered cross enters the Recinto de la Paz cemetery, where “El Mencho” was buried on March 2, 2026.

A truck transporting a flower‑covered cross enters the Recinto de la Paz cemetery, where “El Mencho” was buried on March 2, 2026.
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The certificate specified that Oseguera Cervantes had bullet wounds to his chest, abdomen and legs.

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