The old lady was stunned at the moment, but the onlookers around her clapped and cheered.
"I, we don't have that much money. They can afford such nice cars, so let them fix it themselves. I won't even pursue the matter of them killing the dog."
Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and glanced at the old lady.
"The dog's death is your responsibility, it has nothing to do with the car owner. Moreover, don't say they were driving a car, even if they were flying a rocket, it's not their responsibility. Just because you're poor doesn't mean you're right."
The old lady was left speechless by Lin Yi's retort and shakily made a phone call home.
After nearly an hour of negotiation, the car owner finally settled for 10,000 dollars and drove off.
Lin Yi and Zhang Zixin then returned to the precinct.
"Man, these old men and women nowadays are really hateful. Dapeng also dealt with a similar case yesterday, but he didn't have your boldness."