C90 So He Was a Con Artist.

The young man paused, then defended himself, "The old lady fell down. Why shouldn't I be the one to hold onto the money for her?"

Ye Yu nodded in agreement but added, "Still, it would be best if you handed the money directly to the old woman. Otherwise, people might suspect you two are working together."

Under Ye Yu's piercing stare, the young man grew visibly nervous yet tried to maintain his composure. "You're talking nonsense!"

Another young man chimed in, "Just give the money to the old woman, quickly."

As the foreign woman was about to pass the money to the elderly lady, Ye Yu interjected, "Hold on!"

The two young men, who had been pleased a moment ago, now glared at Ye Yu with resentment. "What's the problem? She's ready to give the money to the old woman. Why are you interfering?"

Ye Yu gestured for the foreign woman to keep her money, then addressed the young men, "Let's not rush. Shouldn't we clear up the situation before any money changes hands?"

"What's unclear here? The foreigner knocked over the old woman. It's only right she compensates her. Don't you all agree?" The young men gestured to the crowd for support.

"She knocked the old woman down; she should pay up."

"Yeah, she should compensate. It'll be a bigger hassle if the old woman needs to go to the hospital."

"Don't block her; it's all pretty straightforward."

"Perhaps the young man is trying to impress the foreign lady!"

"She's quite attractive, that foreign lady!"

Hearing the crowd's comments, the young men smirked at Ye Yu. "See? The situation is clear, isn't it?"

Ye Yu laughed softly, his demeanor calm. "You're only offering your side of the story. You haven't even heard the foreigner's side."

The young man hesitated, then insisted, "We saw it with our own eyes. Besides, she's a foreigner; we don't understand her language. She's agreed to pay, which surely means she's at fault!"

"Lucky for us, I understand her perfectly."

Ye Yu then turned to the woman and asked in fluent Snow Country language, "Hello, could you explain what happened earlier?"

"Someone finally understands me!" The foreign woman exclaimed, then eagerly recounted her story to Ye Yu.

"I'm Diana. I was just walking when this old woman suddenly collapsed in front of me. I went to help her up, and next thing I knew, I was surrounded by these men. I have no idea what's going on!"

Ye Yu got the picture; Diana had encountered a scam.

"This lady claims she didn't bump into the old woman. The old woman fell on her own," Ye Yu relayed to the onlookers.

"That's impossible!" The young men protested. "We saw her knock the old woman down. She can't deny it now!"

A chill flashed in Ye Yu's eyes as he spoke sternly, "You witnessed it yourselves? Shall I call the police to sort this out?"

Pointing to a hidden camera atop a nearby streetlight, Ye Yu continued, "Or perhaps you'd like to review the surveillance footage?"

The young men's confidence crumbled, and they inwardly cursed their oversight of the camera.

Meanwhile, the old woman, who had been quietly groaning on the ground, turned ashen with anxiety.

The surrounding crowd had an epiphany—they were witnessing a scam in action!

"So they're con artists! Let's call the police right away and make sure they don't get away!"

"These three are just terrible!"

"Without this young man's fluency in foreign languages and keen observation, we all would have been duped!"

"Young man, you're incredible!"

Ye Yu turned to Diana with a smile, "Everything's clear now, so there's no need to worry."

Diana exhaled deeply, patting her ample chest, "What a relief! I can't thank you enough! Without you, I'd be at a total loss."

"Next time something like this happens, make sure to call the police right away!"

Diana nodded in agreement. She was about to respond when her eyes suddenly fixed on something behind Ye Yu, and she cried out, "Watch out!"