I knew who the culprit was.

I went to ask where she hid them, but...

This is hilarious! She says she wants her stuff back! She's talking like some penniless wimp!

She didn't seem likely to answer, so

I started by punching her in the face.

You like talking so much, I thought we'd try resolving this through discussion.

But if you don't want to, I'll have to try a different method.

...Oh, that reminds me...

You're left-handed, right?

Then... she suddenly became scared.

The people nearby also ran away.

But I wasn't able to find out where my stuff went.