"Excuse me, sir, could you please pay for your things?"
The young cashier at the counter saw that Officer Qin Xiao kept holding onto his items without handing them over, while muttering to herself—well, to him—constantly, looking every bit like a mental patient.
One of her hands was already hovering over the phone to dial emergency services, and she tentatively asked him a question, ready to call the police instantly if he made any suspicious move.
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