For some reason, Bai Ran's heart grew tighter and tighter. She turned on the TV, and the news report about the explosion provided a detailed explanation, aimed at calming public panic. They only mentioned that the cause of the explosion was an accident due to aging backstage wiring. The accident resulted in twelve deaths and thirty-eight injuries, but thanks to the timely arrival of fire trucks and ambulances, which seemed almost preordained, the casualties were minimized.
Was it really an accident?
Bai Ran watched the live news report, momentarily stunned. In the TV screen, the once bustling theater had become a place of broken walls and ruins, the remnants of its glory blown away like ashes. Firefighters were still conducting the final cleanup...
She felt that things were not so simple.
Thinking of Ji Yunya's words made her even more uneasy. She placed a hand on her rounded belly, her eyes narrowing slightly.
As he left the hospital, Ning Zihuan made a call: "Where are you?"
