"I actually felt sorry for him when he was crying just now. Turns out he was just putting on a show! A cold-blooded killer!"
"Disgusting. A man like this doesn't deserve to be a father—or to be alive!"
They began spitting at me and throwing trash. Some even took out their phones to record videos and live-stream accusations of my crime. The live stream quickly went viral. The comments section was flooded with people mourning my son's death, cursing me for being a heartless father and wishing me a horrible death.
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, the police stepped in to maintain order. One officer stared at me intently, his voice stern. "This incident has caused quite a stir and it's a very serious matter. The evidence is clear. Do you have anything to say?"
I didn't hesitate. I met the officer's eyes and spoke firmly. "I didn't kill my son. I would never harm him. Officer, I beg you. Please investigate this thoroughly. If you don't, the real killer will walk free forever. I'm not afraid to die, but I can't let my son's death remain a mystery."
The officer frowned. His gaze grew sharper and colder as if he were looking at an incorrigible criminal.
"We have thoroughly reviewed the surveillance footage. There is no sign of tampering. If you're not the murderer, then who is?"
Yeah, who exactly killed my son and framed me for it? This question has haunted me for two lifetimes. Even in death, I couldn't figure it out.
Seeing me at a loss for words, the crowd erupted into another wave of insults. "Why aren't you arguing now? Feeling guilty because you know you did it?"
"You killed your own son and you still have the audacity to play the victim? How disgusting!"
"That poor child was so well-behaved and kind, yet he ended up with a monstrous father like you."
"His wife and mother-in-law are unlucky to have encountered such scum."
Even the live-stream chat was flooded with curses, condemning me for being unrepentant and wishing for my worst possible fate. Amidst the storm of accusations, the lead officer waved his hand. "Take him to the station!"
At his command, officers immediately cuffed me and dragged me toward the police car. In my past life, this was exactly how it happened. I was falsely accused, sent to prison and brutally beaten to death.