My Best Friend Betrayed Me, So I Retaliated

In this second life, I didn’t accept my so-called best friend’s invitation.

Instead, I scarfed down a box of egg yolk pies and hit the highway in the middle of the night.

When traffic police blocked the road, I blew hard into the breathalyzer without hesitation—grinning as I climbed into the back of the police car.

In my previous life, my best friend invited me to visit a famous antique collector. While I was distracted, he secretly slipped a jade ornament into his pocket.

Later, the police found the stolen item on me. I knelt and begged the collector to testify on my behalf.