The wail of the police car's siren tore through the sky, shattering the city's tranquility.
The foreign youth named "Jin" was handcuffed and escorted to the local police station.
An electrifying drama came to a close.
Ming Ge picked up the handbag, whose strap had been cut but whose contents remained entirely undamaged, and walked over to an elderly lady standing to the side, wearing a noble veil hat and white lace gloves, exuding an elegant and dignified aura.
"Your bag," Ming Ge said in French, "Please check if any valuable items inside are missing."
Unexpectedly, the noblewoman returned an elegant smile and spoke in fluent Chinese, "Thank you."
She took the bag.
She did not rush to check its contents, but instead, maintained her smile while looking at Ming Ge.
It was a politeness shaped by nobility, and also, a kind of... respect.
Her Chinese was very fluent, without a hint of awkwardness.
