I was reading newspaper. Suddenly I saw there was a walkie talkie holding at YJ's waist. I wanted to take photo. He said: hold on, I go get my gun. I am police.
Where was YF? MIL said he was doing the same thing just now, but the walkie talkie was too heavy for his little pant to carry, the pant keep dropping! So, he just hold it.
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