A laid-back young man casually strolled on the street with fifty people following him.
"Qill. How are we going to handle this?" Another man approached the young man, asking with an unsure tone.
"We don't need to do a lot of things. All we need to find is the culprit. As long as we encounter it, that's enough." Qill shrugged. "I just want to finish this up and play around with my kitties."
"Please be serious about it."
"You're too loud. Do you want to die?" Qill looked annoyed.
The man shut up with cold sweat drenching his back.
Qill snorted and pointed forward. "Do you think I'm doing something without thinking?"
There were two people who hurriedly returned to their side.
"Little boss. We've asked around. Most people don't know what's going on, but there are some people who believe they're hearing something like 'Thief' echoing around the area multiple times in the past few days."