An Ran's face turned red all the way to her neck.
Her voice even had a tremble in it.
"I didn't, the person who stole the soda bottles isn't me."
She glared at Wan Manzhu with indignation, "The person who stole the soda bottles is obviously you, why are you framing me?"
Having said that, An Ran took a step back and said, "Comrade police officer, it's not me."
The two police officers were speechless.
The female officer, who hated women with a holier-than-thou attitude, said expressionlessly:
"It seems we've made it very clear, the person who stole the soda bottles is named Wan Manzhu.
Whoever is called Wan Manzhu is the person we are looking for."
So, please don't treat us like idiots, thank you!
An Ran quickly shook her head, "My name is An Ran, I'm not Wan Manzhu."
Onlookers, seeing the twist in events, began to whisper among themselves.