"Hey! What's that you just shoved into your jacket pocket?! Are you trying to shoplift from my store?! That's it. I am calling the cops on you right now!" The cashier shouted at the top of his lungs.
He immediately snatched the landline receiver off his counter and began frantically punching numbers into the phone.
"Hello, dispatch?! I am the cashier at the twenty-four-hour market on Hieshen Road! Yeah, I just caught a shoplifter red-handed in the aisles! That's right. Send a patrol car over here right this second!" The cashier said.
After finishing his aggressive, simulated emergency call, the cashier slammed the phone down and fixed a harsh glare back onto Qiao Meixia.
"Don't even think about bolting out that door! I have already alerted the authorities, and the squad car is right around the corner. They will be here in two minutes to haul you away!" The cashier bellowed, playing his role with convincing intensity.
