The result was still the same as in the previous life.

As soon as I arrived at the scene, I saw the same tragic scene as in my previous life.

Someone in the crowd recognized me and shouted, “It was him, police officer, it was him! He was driving very fast and he drove straight into the family of three without slowing down at all.”

“Yes, we knocked on the window for a long time before he and a woman got out of the cab in dishevel. The two of them squeezed into the driver's seat and we didn't know what they were doing!”

“After getting off the car, he didn't call the police or an ambulance. He actually picked up his phone and asked the lawyer in the live studio how many years he would be sentenced to. When he heard the lawyer say the maximum sentence would be seven years, he even laughed.”

“What's even more outrageous is that the child was so pitiful, his head was separated from his body and he actually said that the child's head was hard and it even cracked the car window.”

Faced with the same accusations, I calmed myself down silently.

In my previous life, when I saw this scene, I panicked and my mind became confused afterwards.

As soon as the police saw me, they came over and asked me if I was the owner of the car.

After getting a positive answer, there was some uncertainty in his tone as he said, “Please tell us what happened at that time and cooperate with the investigation.”

I answered seriously, “I don't know because I wasn't driving.”

But such a simple sentence aroused public anger.

“What do you mean it wasn't you? I witnessed the whole thing. It was you who got off the car. Don't think I don't recognize you just because you changed your clothes.”

“We have so many eyes watching you and you still want to quibble. You are really unrepentant.”

“This kind of person thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he drives a luxury car and has a few bucks. I think he is committing murder to vent his anger. He must be arrested and sentenced to death!”

Danielle, who got the news at this time, also rushed over. Although she looked confused when she heard what everyone said, she still helped me explain, “Did you get the wrong person? My husband has a long driving career and is a very steady driver. How could he deliberately hit someone?”

Her words were immediately refuted.

“We have so many eyes watching us, how could we be wrong? Not only do they look the same, they even sound the same!”

There was an aunt with a loud voice in the crowd who gave Danielle a mocking smile as she asked, “Are you her wife?

“Then watch the video I recorded and then decide whether to speak for him or not.”

As she spoke, she showed everyone the picture on her phone.

In the video, while everyone was filming windows fiercely, I slowly got out of the car, straightening my clothes while speaking impatiently, “What are you doing? Do you know how expensive my car is? Can you afford to pay for it if it's damaged?

“Isn't it just a few people being killed? What's the big deal? My family is rich and I bought a high insurance policy so I can afford the compensation.

“After all, how dare they block my way and break my car? They deserve to die!”

After I had my tantrum, I quickly hugged the woman who got off the car with me.

“Baby, that wasn't fun at all. How about we find another place to continue?”

In the video, the woman rubbed my chest shyly.

“Mr. Stark, are you going to play it this big? Is this what you call seeking excitement?”

“How big is this? I have a bigger one. Do you want to play with it?”

By the time the video and the people around me recovered from their shock, I had already taken a taxi with the woman and left.

The video ended there.

Danielle was so angry that her eyes turned red and she lost her mind.

He slapped me hard in the face.

“Geraldo, are you still human? How can you do such a disgusting and cruel thing?”

She used all her strength to slap me, but the pain went straight to my heart.

It was the same in her previous life. She went from being protective to being angry.

Without even asking me what was going on, she and the others charged me with murder.

The onlookers, who originally had no idea what was going on, pointed at my nose and started cursing, “Why don't you just die? You killed someone and didn't feel guilty about it and you still say such things!”

“Not only is he vicious, he is also shameless. He has a wife but he still has affairs with other women. I think maybe they were doing something in the car, which caused the vehicle to lose control and hit someone.”

“He’s worse than a beast. How can such a person live in this world? I want to beat him to death!”

They became angrier and angrier as they talked and some even clenched their fists and prepared to step forward.

The police were afraid that the situation could get out of control, so they set up a cordon.

He spoke to me seriously, “We have just retrieved the surveillance footage of the road section and the footage is basically consistent with the public's response just now.

“Now all the evidence points to you, so please cooperate honestly and provide the contact information of the people in the car with you so that we can investigate further.”

Needless to say, even if I asked the police to extract fingerprints from the car at that moment, it would be in vain.

If the other party wanted to frame me, he must have made thorough preparations.

At this moment, I felt like I had returned to my previous life.

The despair that I could not explain myself enveloped me deeply.

I stood up and said with extraordinary determination, “I have been at home the whole time and have never gone out. I don't know the woman in the picture.

“Police comrade, you should investigate this matter carefully. It doesn't matter if I'm arrested, but the real murderer will go unpunished and the three of us will die with regret.”

Hearing this, the police looked at me as if I were an unrepentant criminal.

“There were so many witnesses and physical evidence at the scene, including the dashcam in your car, which clearly recorded your appearance.

“Do you think anyone could have faked it in such a short time?

“If you're not the one who caused the accident, who else could it be? Or do you have a twin brother?”

Yeah, I wanted to know who it was too?

If I had a twin brother, this would be a good explanation.

But I was very sure that I was the only child in my family.

Even after my mother nearly died giving birth to me, my father had a sterilization, making it impossible for him to have an illegitimate child who looked like me.

Who could impersonate me and even the voice was the same?

I still had not figured out this problem.

Seeing me shaking my head helplessly, the people around me started cursing again, “The evidence is so obvious, but he is still trying to get away with it by making excuses. I think he is just a walking beast.”

“I don't know what kind of parents would raise a son like this. If his parents knew he was like this, they would die sitting on their butts after he was born!”

“That's right. The parents who raised a son like this are probably not good people. If I knew who they were, I would spit at them if I saw them on the street.”

“Police comrade, please arrest him quickly and investigate him thoroughly. He may have taken some illegal drugs before he ran away. Otherwise, why would he be so shameless? Maybe he has metabolized it over time.”

Seeing that several people were about to break out of the cordon to beat me, the police had no choice but to decide to take me back to the police station.

I knew that this matter had spread all over the Internet by that time.

Some netizens had even dug up information about me and my parents and were preparing to come to our house to seek justice.

In my previous life, after I was taken away, my parents were trapped at home.

They were beaten and scolded and were hit and killed by a car driven by the victim's family when they were out one day.

My situation did not get any better during my time in custody, as my cellmates heard about my situation.

They were clearly criminals, but they transformed themselves into compassionate messengers of justice and beat me to death.

I refused to walk down the same path again, to live through the same bitter end.

This time, I would carve a different fate with my own hands, protect my parents and clear my name

My mind was racing and fragments of my experiences from both lives kept flashing through my mind.

There must be something that I had overlooked before.

Just as the police were about to handcuff me, I shouted anxiously, “I know who the real culprit is!”