A Visit to a Police Station

Yesterday I lost my scooter in the Chaura Bazaar. I went to the police station to lodge a complaint. It was about 2 p.m. When I reached there, the police inspector was sitting in a chair in the open. There was a table in front of him. There were a few chairs also. As I approached him, he asked me to sit down. I sat down in a chair and looked around. Some persons were sitting there on the ground. They looked very strange to me. The Police Inspector told me that they were the pick-pocketers of the area. A police constable was beating one of them. The Police Inspector asked me the reason for my coming to the police station. I told him about the loss of my scooter. He noted down the details of my scooter. He said he would do his best to trace out my lost scooter. I thanked him and came out of the police station.