Tian Miaomiao, female, passed away at the age of 25, the cause of death being sudden collapse from staying up late.
She had thought she was about to bid farewell to this life and await reinca...
Seeing that she was still a student and looked well-behaved, the police staff were very gentle when questioning her.
I asked her about the situation at that time and some details. After taking notes and having her confirm and sign them, I told her she could leave.
There was a cold and solemn atmosphere in the police station. Yun Ranran was walking in the corridor and was about to leave when she heard a voice behind her.
"Wait! That little girl in front!!"
Yun Ranran turned around when she heard the voice and saw an exquisite middle-aged woman in rich and elegant clothes standing behind her, waving at her eagerly.
She was a little confused, but thinking that this was the police station and she wouldn't run into any bad guys, she hesitated for a moment and stopped, waiting for the woman to come over and said, "Auntie, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Little girl, I came here specifically to thank you. Let's find a place to sit down and talk."
"Um?!!"
Yun Ranran looked at the woman's kind expression, and finally chose a cafe not far from the police station to sit down and chat with her in detail.
“Aunt Jane, are you saying that it was your son I saved that day?”
After listening to the middle-aged woman's explanation, Yun Ranran finally understood the whole story.
"Yes, that brat Zifan was targeted. If you hadn't called the police that day, I really don't dare to imagine what would happen to him now..."
Jane's mother was wearing valuable pearl jewelry. Even at her age, she still had a well-proportioned figure, and her exposed skin was fair and delicate. It was obvious that she was a wealthy woman who had taken good care of herself for a long time.
At this time, she was sitting opposite Yun Ranran, but she raised her hand to cover her mouth and sobbed softly, with obvious fear on her face.
Yun Ranran noticed the looks from other people in the coffee shop and was a little at a loss for a moment.
"Aunt Jane, don't cry...this is all a false alarm."
She took out a few pieces of paper and handed them over, comforting him in a panic.