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I suddenly opened my eyes, my heart was beating like a drum, and it seemed as if there was a panicked bird in my chest, flapping its wings to escape. Familiar room, familiar furnishings, sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the floor, outlining golden lines. This is my room, the room I had the day before I was arrested! Everything was so real, so real that I suspected it was just a dream. I pinched myself subconsciously, and the sharp pain in my thigh made me gasp and wake up completely - this was not a dream! I was reborn! The rebirth ceremony recorded in that ancient book was actually real! I sat up from the bed, my thoughts running wild like a wild horse. I still remember the despair when I was arrested, the unwillingness when I was sentenced, and the long and dark years in prison. Now, I have returned to the starting point of all this. God has given me a chance to start over, and I must never make the same mistake again! I must change my fate, I must prove my innocence! I desperately recalled every detail of the day of the crime, just like flipping through an old photo album, trying to find clues that I had overlooked. I remember that morning, I received a mysterious phone call. The other party warned me in a low and hoarse voice not to interfere in something, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. I also remember that near the crime scene, I saw a suspicious man wearing a black peaked cap with the brim pulled down so low that I couldn't see his face clearly. At that time, I just thought he was a little strange. Now I think he is probably the real murderer! A glimmer of hope lit up in my heart, but it was also accompanied by a lingering fear. I don't know what this rebirth will bring, and I don't know if I can successfully change my fate. But I have to try, for myself and for my family. I began to pay attention to the people and things around me, trying to find some clues from their words and deeds. I observed every detail, every expression, and every action like a detective. I found that my wife has been absent-minded recently, and her eyes are full of anxiety and uneasiness. My good friend Zhang Qiang has also become a little weird. He is always dodging, as if he is hiding something from me. Just as I was trying to find the truth, a hurried knock on the door broke the silence of the room. My heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came to my mind. I walked to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it. Two uniformed policemen stood outside the door, their expressions serious and cold. "Mr. Li Ming, we meet again." One of the policemen said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. I forced myself to stay calm and tried to control my trembling voice: "Officer, what's the matter?" "We received a report that you..." I interrupted him, and an inexplicable courage surged in my heart: "I know what you are going to say, I know who the murderer is, I know everything!" The two policemen were stunned, and they exchanged a puzzled look. I told them the details of the crime that I "predicted", including the mysterious phone call and the suspicious person. I hope they can believe me, and I hope they can re-investigate this case.
However, my words did not receive any attention from them. They thought I was rambling, that I was a madman. They even called in a psychiatrist to take me away.
I struggled in despair, shouting, "I'm not crazy! What I'm saying is true! You have to believe me!"
But my voice was drowned out by the noise around me. I was forcibly taken into the police car, the sirens piercing the quiet night sky, shattering the last glimmer of hope in my heart.
I slumped helplessly in the back seat of the police car, watching the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, filled with bitterness and helplessness. Was my rebirth merely to relive this cycle of despair? Was I destined to bear this unfounded accusation?
No, I refused to accept it! I had to find the real murderer; I had to clear my name! Even if no one believed me, I would continue to fight!
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