Facing the man who was frantically running away, Xavier merely sped up slightly and caught up to him.
Moreover, Xavier was quick-witted and agile, instantly tackling the other party to the ground: "You good-for-nothing thief, daring to rob something in broad daylight!"
An immense sense of glory welled up in Xavier's heart; as an upright young man, he had to contribute to society!
The thief pinned beneath him was gasping for breath, perhaps having run too hard just now.
"I... I..."
He kept wanting to say something, but just couldn't get the words out.
Xavier sneered: "You don't need to argue. You can remain silent now, but everything you say from now on will be admissible evidence in court!"
Xavier sat down squarely on the other party's back, and soon Furina and the old woman followed.
Seeing that Xavier had actually caught the thief, the old woman walked over very excitedly, her fingers trembling constantly.
Seeing her so agitated, Xavier immediately waved his hand: "Auntie, you don't need to be moved. Catching thieves is what we should do."
"No, I..."
The auntie opened her mouth, wanting to say something, her expression growing increasingly agitated.
This time, it was Furina who interrupted him: "That's right, we are good people. Good people help good people catch thieves. This is what should be done, no need to thank us too much!"
The auntie held it in for a long time, then finally shouted: "I wanted to say you caught the wrong person! This man is my husband, the thief is the one in front!"
Xavier and Furina were both stunned.
This made them suddenly remember that two people indeed seemed to have run past just now, and they had actually caught the second one.
Xavier's face couldn't help but flush red; he hadn't expected to have good intentions but cause trouble.
So he immediately patted his chest and promised: "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely help you catch the real thief!"
Under the gazes of the uncle and auntie, Xavier shot out like a whirlwind.
And under Xavier's full search, the real thief was finally found.
Unexpectedly, this thief was very cunning; he didn't take the main road but hid in the fields.
"Phew, he shouldn't be chasing anymore, right...?"
Hiding behind the ridge, the thief wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the bag in his arms.
Inside were not only gold bracelets but also a lot of cash, so it seemed his efforts to steal it were not in vain.
"Hey buddy, aren't you cold sitting here?" Suddenly, a caring voice asked.
The thief subconsciously replied: "It's alright, it's alright. I'll leave in a bit, it won't be cold once I start moving..."
It was only halfway through his reply that the thief realized something was off. He looked up and saw a strange face.
"You, you, you... Who are you!"
He was startled, not knowing when this person had appeared here.
Xavier narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "You stole someone else's things, shouldn't you return them?"
The thief immediately reacted and took off running, but unfortunately, how could he outrun Xavier?
Xavier blocked his way and snatched the bag back.
Seeing that the thief was about the same age as himself, Xavier felt a strong sense of mission quietly emerging.
"Brother, you clearly have hands and feet, and you're not old, why do you have to be a thief? Can't you work with your own two hands?"
"Can't you get rich with your own two hands? Don't you think that's the meaning of life?"
Under Xavier's earnest persuasion, the thief finally shed tears.
"See, you're crying, which means you still have hope, it means you have a conscience."
"Come with me to turn yourself in. Your life shouldn't just be about being a thief!"
Xavier patted his shoulder, but unexpectedly, the other party cried even harder.
"You, you stepped on my foot." The thief said with tears in his eyes, feeling very wronged.
Xavier immediately lifted his foot and realized he seemed to have indeed stepped on him, no wonder he was crying so hard...
After lifting his foot, the thief immediately pointed into the distance and shouted: "Look, a flying saucer!"
Xavier sneered: "What era is this? Still using such methods to trick people."
The thief didn't expect Xavier not to fall for it, so he immediately changed his tactic: "Holy cow, there's a bomb!"
Xavier rolled his eyes. Did he look like an idiot?
Seeing that Xavier didn't believe him, the thief anxiously said: "Brother, I really didn't lie to you, there really is a bomb behind you!"
"Alright, then I'll make you give up!"
To humor the other party, Xavier looked back and was very surprised: "Holy cow, there really is a bomb!"
Who knows which uncivilized person threw two playing cards on the ridge.
They happened to be the Big and Small Jokers, wasn't that a bomb?
And when Xavier turned his head back, the thief indeed ran away along the main road.
Just as Xavier was about to chase, a van unexpectedly stopped in front of the thief, taking him away from here.
Xavier originally intended to continue chasing, but he felt that running faster than a car in broad daylight seemed a bit too exaggerated.
So he unenthusiastically took the bag back and returned it to the auntie.
"Thank you, young man, I didn't expect you to actually get my bag back for me!"
The auntie saw her bag was intact and thanked him repeatedly.
Although there was a misunderstanding, Xavier still did a good deed, and his heart was very happy.
"Hey, Xavier, that auntie just wanted to give you money to thank you, why didn't you take it!"
Not long after they parted ways, Furina began to complain to Xavier.
Xavier snorted: "What do you know? Doing good deeds cannot be for reward, otherwise, it's not called a good deed."
"You're absolutely right, but I really want to ask, where are you going to sleep tonight?"
Xavier's face immediately fell; he had forgotten such an important matter.
But Xavier still stubbornly said: "At worst, I'll sleep in a tent, what's the big deal!"
After being delayed by the thief, Xavier and Furina hadn't walked much today.
By evening, the two passed by a small town.
Furina, who no longer had the strength to continue walking, sat down in a local restaurant.
"I'm not walking anymore, Xavier, I want to eat!"
Looking at the few remaining cash in his hand, Xavier gritted his teeth and shouted: "Boss, give me a plate of potatoes stir-fried with potatoes!"
The boss was stunned for a moment.
Potatoes stir-fried with potatoes...
After realizing, the boss said with a speechless expression: "Isn't that just stir-fried shredded potatoes? Can't you say something people can understand?"
Xavier's face didn't redden at all. As long as he was paying, he was God, and who would dare refuse God's demands!
Although the two only had two bowls of rice and a plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes, they ate with great relish, even fighting over it.
Just as the two were happily eating, several people walked in.
"Damn it, how unlucky. We finally managed to snatch a bag today, and it had a gold bracelet inside, but that kid ruined it for us!"
"Fourth Brother, you were too careless. If you had just run, it would have been fine. You almost implicated us too."
Listening to the whispered discussion from the next table, Xavier immediately pricked up his ears.
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