Chapter 810 - 820: Tracking (8)
Yu Zexiao was momentarily bewildered. A thief? Where was there a thief? He immediately looked down at his own bag; his wallet was still there. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he noticed that the old lady he first asked suddenly pointed her arm at him!
"Catch the thief! That’s the thief!"
She had been observing for a while and noticed that Yu Zexiao kept pulling at other people’s bags. Once caught, he pretended to ask where the supermarket was—it was just a cover-up!
What an audacious thief! Especially since the people around here are all seeking medical treatment; he was stealing life-saving money! A thief appearing here is truly despicable!
As she shouted, quite a few people around paid attention. Even though it was getting late, it was still early, and many patients and their families were nearby. As soon as they heard the commotion, they immediately turned to look at him!
"A thief? Who?" Yu Zexiao never in his wildest dreams thought someone would associate him with being a thief! He looked around for a while and suddenly realized that those people were closing in on him—their expressions unfriendly.
He was taken aback and pointed at his own face, incredulously asking, "Me?"
Even in his shock, he still lowered the brim of his hat, not letting others see his face.
Perhaps because he "confessed" implicitly, many people immediately rushed over. Several daring young men sprinted forward without hesitation, followed by a few older folks who had previously been victims of pickpocketing.
"Damn thief, I had my money stolen before!"
"My phone was also stolen, catch the thief!"