
"You're home yet? Let's eat this." Vanessa who was watching television offered cookies to Azam who had just returned from university.
Azam nodded, he sat down next to Vanessa and watched television while eating the cookies offered by Vanessa.
The two of them watched a television show while talking. Then there in the afternoon, he came out to do another search.
This time Azam did a money search outside the apartment complex because there are various kinds of people passing by and there will certainly be a lot of money without an owner there.
"System, start doing the money search!" Azam gave the order to the System.
[Founded money of 200 thousand rupiah within 7 meters from the Host.]
[Founded money of 100 thousand rupiah within 15 meters of Host.]
[Founded money of 300 thousand rupiah within 14 meters of Host.]
[Founded money of 500 thousand rupiah within 13 meters of Host.]
Azam frowned as the System scanned that there was a lot of money around him and the distance was getting closer from 15 meters to 10 meters which made Azam feel strange.
But Azam immediately ran to the location of 200 thousand rupiah money at the location 7 meters from him first. Just as he was about to go to the next location, he noticed that there was a man wearing suspicious all-black clothes.
Azam did not care much about the man, but now he saw that the man reached out his right hand towards the woman next to him, and he took the woman's wallet out of his bag smoothly.
"Sial, so he's a pickpocket. That's why there's a lot of money that's getting closer to me!" Azam widened his eyes because he already understood the reason.
[What will Host do right now?] Suddenly the system asked Azam what Azam would do next.
"What's? Would you give me a gift if I were a hero?" asked Azam in a joking tone.
[Not really.] The system replied in a flat tone that made Azam smile wryly and shook his head helplessly.
"Even if you don't give me a gift, I'll catch it!" Azam grinned, he ran very fast, then kicked the pickpocket's arm.
"Bingo." Azam smiled in his heart as his plan worked.
The plan was to drop the items inside the pickpocket jacket because he had previously done a scan on the body of the pickpocket and sure enough there were a lot of items behind his jacket.
"Gram!!" The pickpocket fell to the ground and shouted loudly as it felt pain in two different places. One was his hand that was kicked, another on his shoulder that hit the road.
The two of them were on the side of the road quite crowded with people, when the pickpocket fell, there were many pairs of eyes looking towards the two of them.
"Damn!" The pickpocket widened his eyes and immediately ran away thinking that the present situation was a very serious thing because he could have been caught.
But how could Azam let that happen? Azam was ready, he pulled the collar hoodie worn on the pickpocket hard to make the pickpocket furthest again.
"What the hell are you doing!?" The pickpocket fell and this time his back hurt. So he shouted loudly to Azam until his eyes glared so angry he.
"Oh! That must hurt!" Azam apologized in his heart because he had no intention of doing that but there was no pity in his apology.
Azam immediately acted, he held both hands of the pickpocket hard so as not to escape. Then he said, "Someone! Please call the police! This guy's a pickpocket!"
Azam ignored the old man's words, turning to the woman whose wallet he had taken and asking her to examine the inside of the pickpocket's hoodie.
The woman immediately checked her bag and it was true that her purse had disappeared. He shouted and immediately checked the pickpocket's hoodie, then he yelled again for finding his wallet.
"There is proof! Call the police!" azam shouted loudly so that the people around immediately called the police.
"It's over!" There was a middle-aged man who shouted back at Azam. In one look he already understood what was going on, which was why he immediately called the police.
"Thank you." Azam nodded and heaved a sigh of relief as there were people willing to help him call the police because in this day and age, many people are indifferent to others.
"Take me off!" The pickpocket shouted and thrashed trying to break free from Azam's powerful grip.
He could also feel that his shoulder was dislocated because it had hit hard. He hates Azam so much not only for making him fall twice but also for ruining his career as a true pickpocket.
Azam would laugh out loud if he knew what the pickpocket was thinking. Because a true pickpocket will not be caught and caught easily by a college boy.
"Shut up!" Azam gripped the pickpocket hand harder to make him quiet.
It didn't take long for the police to come to Azam's location, then two police officers immediately loaded the pickpocket into the car.
Azam was also asked to make a report because he was the one who caught the pickpocket. Azam nodded showing his understanding, so he also got into the police car.
After arriving at the police station, Azam was immediately questioned several things related to his actions in arresting the pickpocket. Azam also answered according to honestly according to his actions.
"Thank you for the hard work, Mom. The pickpocket had already picked up a lot of stuff, the sentence would be above one year in prison" police said across from Azam.
"Thank you back." Azam nodded, he stood up and immediately left the police station.
But at this time there was a figure that Azam knew, the person was wearing a white shirt with black trousers. Her hair was tied into a ponytail with reading glasses at the base of her nose.
"Devina?" Azam called the man who turned out to be Devina Fiorenza.
"Eh, Azam?" Devina stopped and turned her head towards the source of the voice of the person calling her name. He curiously asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I caught that pickpocket." Azam replied while pointing towards the police station building behind him.
"Loh, pickpocket? I'm here too because my wallet's been pickpocketed." Devina said in a surprised tone to Azam's reply.
"Wallets? You lost your wallet again?" azam asked in a suspicious tone because Devina had already lost her wallet and was being pickpocketed.
"Eh, yes! Hehe." Devina smiled awkwardly while scratching the back of her head because she had her wallet in trouble twice.
When Devina opened her mouth to say something, there was a policeman who came and called Devina. So he nodded to the already constable and said something to Azam.
"Azam, please wait a minute, I'll take my phone first." After saying that, Devina went inside the police station to pick up her phone that had been pickpocketed earlier.
Azam looked around, he found no place to sit. So he went to the guard room and sat there talking to the police on duty.
The two of them conversed intimately as if they were old friends. Azam who can find topics easily and friendly police make them talk comfortably.