She could have sought out Tang Song, but remembering that Gu Yixuan didn’t like Tang Song, she decided against it. Content originally comes from novel·fire·net
Perhaps her sister would arrange these matters for her.
Mo Ran was locked in a tiny room with only a bed inside, and nothing else. There was a small window on the iron door, with police standing guard outside.
The light from the hallway filtered through the window, making the room less dark.
Next to her, and next to that, were people like her, detained.
Sitting on the edge, Mo Ran curled her legs up, burying her face in her knees, feeling very helpless.
At this time, with Gu Yixuan barely able to save himself, who would come to her rescue?
And, how could that old man have his oxygen mask removed? Who wanted to kill him?
Or rather, who wanted to frame her?
The more Mo Ran thought about it, the more terrified she became, realizing how lonely and helpless she was without Gu Yixuan’s protection, facing these things on her own.
Gu Yixuan, I don’t know how you are now, can we both get out of here safely?
Without any windows and all her belongings taken away, Mo Ran had no idea how long she had been locked up; she didn’t even know if it was day or night.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, the door was opened by the police.
"Come out, we’re going to interrogate you overnight!"
Mo Ran looked up, rubbing her eyes, "Excuse me, what time is it?"
It was so late, yet they wanted to interrogate...
Mo Ran stood up and asked, "Why are you interrogating me now?"
"Quit your yapping and come out!" The cop seemed fierce, probably that’s how they acted towards all suspects.
But she was not a convict, merely a suspect.
Following them into an interrogation room, Mo Ran sat down on a chair, facing an office desk with three police officers seated behind it.
Two were in charge of interrogating her, and one was taking notes.
"Name," the older male officer asked.
"Why did you visit Liu Zhenmin today?"
"I went on behalf of my sister to apologize. She was scared to go, fearing his family would retaliate against her, so I went instead."
"Why did you remove his oxygen mask?"
Mo Ran shook her head, "I didn’t! I didn’t do it!"
The man gestured to the young officer taking notes to show her a report, "This is the forensic report, your fingerprints were on the oxygen mask. Do you have anything else to say?"