“警察,快,我的夹克和钱包被偷了。就是那个人！”刘元元指着一个双手插在衣兜里、正在舞厅门口来回遛达的小伙子说。 杨克看了看小伙子,又看了看刘元元,说:“你能肯定吗?” “没错,只有他刚才和我坐在一起,一定是他。”由于激动,刘元元白皙的脸庞涨得通红。 杨克疾步朝小伙子走去。“对不起,有位小姐指控你拿了她的东西,我们找个说话的地方请你解释清楚。”杨克边说边把那人带到舞厅内的保安办公室。 “The policeman, fast, my jacket and wallet were stolen, and that’s the one!” Liu Yuan-yuan pointed at a young man who was walking in and out of his ballroom with both hands in his pocket. Yanke looked at the young man looked at Liu Yuanyuan and said: “You can be sure?” “Yes, only he and I sat together, must be him.” Because of excitement, Liu Yuanyuan white face rose flushed . Yang Ke walked toward the young man. “Sorry, a lady accused you of having taken her, and we asked for a clear explanation of what we were saying,” said Yanke, taking the man to the security office inside the ballroom.