Reborn: I Volunteered to Be the Robber's Hostage

In my past life, my wife framed me as a serial killer. No matter what I did, I couldn’t prove my innocence. The victims’ families retaliated against my loved ones with the same ruthless methods. Some were brutally murdered, others were left unrecognizable, and I could do nothing but rot in prison.

Then I opened my eyes again. I was back on the very day my wife went to the police station to file her report.

Knowing that someone would die today, as in my past life, I tried to investigate the truth behind my wife’s accusations, only to find she had vanished into thin air.