Before he could finish speaking, Huo Jiu got out of the car. He twisted the man's arm behind his back and pinned him against the hood. Old Zhang got out of the car with a baffled expression. Before he could say anything, he heard Huo Jiu say, "Call the police."
He glanced at the scattered women's handbags on the ground and motioned to Old Zhang. "Pick those bags up. They're stolen goods."
Old Zhang stared at Huo Jiu in shock.
Behind them, several panting young women got out of a taxi, running over as they shouted, "My bag!"
When they saw Huo Jiu pinning one of the motorcycle thieves against the hood, the young women hurriedly said, "Thank you for catching the thief for us."
Then they smiled at Old Zhang and pointed at the bags he had picked up. "That one is mine. Can you give it back to me?"
Old Zhang was still dumbfounded. He turned to look at Huo Jiu, unable to understand how Huo Jiu had known that the two men on the motorcycle were bag snatchers.
Huo Jiu clearly had no intention of answering Old Zhang's doubts. He returned one of the pink bags to its owner. Since the owners of the remaining bags could not be found, they could only be handed over to the police.
The young woman who had finally gotten her bag back said indignantly, "I'll go to the police station with you. Those two bag snatchers are outrageous. They dared to snatch bags on the street in broad daylight."
The young women worried that if Huo Jiu took the men to the police station alone, the two thieves might falsely accuse him. "I'll testify for you. You only opened the car door to catch the thieves. Otherwise, they could have