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"Ah, that's my phone!"
"My wallet!"
"This thief is so despicable. I just bought that phone; it cost me two months' salary, and he stole it!"
A group of people gasped and rushed to kick the thief, but the train officer quickly stopped them, saying, "Everyone, I understand how you feel. We can't take the law into our own hands; that's illegal. We must not let our anger cloud our judgment!"
"What should we do then?"
A disheveled girl rubbed her head and said gloomily.
The train officer glanced at her and replied, "What do you mean, what should we do? We've already called the police. When we reach the next station, the police will take him away. As for what to do next, let's listen to our comrades at the Police Station."
Now, let's start by having everyone claim their belongings one by one."
Pan Yi was also awakened by the commotion, but his phone and wallet were hidden under his pillow and had not been stolen.
"Does even the thief look down on me?" Pan Yi thought with a wry smile.
Hearing that the noise outside had not subsided, he lost interest in sleeping and quickly got out of bed to see what was happening.
The train officer had already caught the thief, and the stolen phones and wallets were naturally returned to their owners. When they reached the next station, they would directly hand over the thief to the Police Station.
After retrieving their lost items, everyone let out a sigh of relief, but instead of dispersing immediately, they began to discuss among themselves.
"By the way, who was shouting 'I've been robbed' just now? That voice was so loud it woke me up from my deep sleep."
"Yeah, I was half asleep too and that noise jolted me awake."
"That voice didn't sound human; it was more like a mechanical sound, very similar to the sharp noise of a police siren!"
"Is 'I've been robbed' a voice ghost? Could it have been the phone shouting?"
"Are you stupid? If a stolen phone could call for help, how could this thief have taken our phones so quietly?"
Though the comments were blunt, they held some truth. The sudden revelation left many exchanging glances, but their confusion only deepened. They speculated endlessly but couldn't figure out what had happened, so they turned their attention to the conductor and Crew Member.
The ones who caught the thief were those two; they should know who made that shout. However, the expressions on the young conductor and Crew Member were somewhat strange as their gazes fell on the thief's wrist. After hesitating for a moment, they finally spoke up: "That shout really did come from a phone."
When they first heard the scream, the conductor and Crew Member thought someone was abducting women or children. They rushed over with their equipment and burst through the door, only to find the thief's hands locked in handcuffs attached to a phone, still emitting sharp cries.
In fact, they suspected that the device holding the thief's wrist might not be a phone, but rather another high-tech product. Because just looking at its shape, it did resemble a phone, but in terms of functionality—what brand of phone on the market has such capabilities?
"Ahhh, my phone! You bastard, you actually stole my phone!"
Just when everyone was in a state of confusion, a chubby little girl, about one meter fifty tall, ran over breathlessly.
She immediately spotted the phone on the thief's wrist, let out a scream, and quickly took her own phone off.
"You bad guy! How dare you steal my phone? I’ll beat you up!"
The girl looked quite young, with her chubby little face and plump figure giving her an adorable and somewhat silly appearance. Others could hardly imagine that such a seemingly soft little girl had such a fierce temperament. Not only did she retrieve her phone, but she also jumped up and slapped the thief across the face.
It was clearly a serious situation, but the sight of the little girl jumping up to hit someone was just too cute, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter.
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