A thief?
Gu Ranzhi's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and he sobered up in an instant,
"Is she alright?"
"She's fine. There was no one at home last night."
Hearing this, Gu Ranzhi heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that something bad would happen to his mother.
"How could there be a thief? Did you call the police?"
Jiang Tingxu shook her head.
"No, it's useless to call the police. Aunt Wen said that there's nothing valuable in the house. Other than some damage, nothing seems to have been stolen. So she asked me to call and ask if you have any important items in the house?"
If there were, it would be necessary to call the police.
"No, take a picture of the scene for me."
Huh?
Gu Ranzhi had other doubts in his heart. Jiang Tingxu did not pursue the matter:
"Okay, I'll send you a Wechat message right away."
"Okay."
