Little Female Slave had only gone out with Zhang Heng to inspect the area, yet she had already experienced firsthand just how chaotic this place was.
As she walked down the street, someone snatched the purse she was clutching tightly in her hand.
The fellow then darted straight into the crowd. No matter how Little Female Slave shouted after him, the surrounding pedestrians remained unmoved, as if they could not see the crime unfolding before their eyes. Every face was filled with numbness and indifference.
In the end, Little Female Slave had no choice but to stop shouting. She stood by the roadside, fuming, then asked Zhang Heng, who had been watching the spectacle beside her, "Why didn't you stop him too?"
"There wasn't much money in it, was there?" Zhang Heng said.
The two had divided their belongings when they went out. Naturally, Zhang Heng carried the valuables and gold coins, while Little Female Slave's purse only held loose change, around thirty sestertii.
"But it was still our money," Little Female Slave said dejectedly. Besides losing the money, she was also worried about Zhang Heng's upcoming work. It was still broad daylight, yet public safety here was already this bad. She could not imagine what it would be like at night.
Then Zhang Heng said casually, "It's not impossible if you want to get the money back."
"He's already disappeared. How are we supposed to get it back?" Little Female Slave widened her eyes.
"The one who stole your money may have run off, but his accomplices are still here," Zhang Heng said. "Usually, this kind of robbery is done by a group with clear roles. Some pick targets, some do the snatching, and some pretend to be passersby nearby, ready to provide support whenever necessary."
As he spoke,