Catch the thief, stop the thief!

Shi qinglan strode out of the airport with her long legs.

Her eyes were slightly lowered as she slid her finger across the screen of her phone, as if she was typing something. Suddenly, she heard a loud noise!

"The thief ... Catch the thief! Cough, cough, cough ..." An aged and urgent voice, accompanied by a violent cough, sounded in the endless airport.

Hearing this, Shi qinglan raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw an old man with his back half-bent, one hand on his knee, and the other hand pointing at the thief with a violent tremble.

In the direction he was pointing, there was a man in a black shirt and a cap, running out of the airport.

"Catch the thief! Stop that thief!"

"He's right in front! He's running West towards the exit!"

"Hurry up and contact the airport security to catch this shameless thief! He even snatched the old lady's wallet, that's too much!"