"Is there such a thing?"
Kerberos handed the blood-stained coat to his subordinates, and when he heard the manager in charge say this, he thought he was joking.
"It's absolutely true." The head of the manager in charge was already big, and he only felt that what was on his neck was not his head, but a water tank that made a sound with a bang, and any mouth was full of bitter water:
"He played a slot machine all night and made a full four million. I went to the control room and asked someone to adjust the probability of the machine. As a result, he still kept winning the jackpot. I am really stupid, how could there be What about this kind of thing? Winning a night with a slot machine is about the same as the probability that the world will explode tomorrow, right?"
Corberus put his hand under the faucet, and the water took the bright red blood away from his hand, diluting it into pink, and he washed every corner of his fingernails cleanly, saying: "and then?"
"Then they rented a suite and stayed there, and they will continue to gamble tomorrow. If you say he plays anything else, it's fine. I wish he could win more, but he played slot machines.
The turnover of each part of the casino will be reported to the boss, in case the boss sees yesterday's running water... The manager in charge shivered.
"If he gambles again tomorrow, it would be better if you let him play other games."
Manager in charge: "What if he doesn't want to?"
"In case he doesn't want to, I don't need to teach you what to do." Korberos turned off the faucet, wiped every finger, and made sure there was no more blood, he looked up at the uneasy person in the mirror. The manager in charge had no expression on his face, "As long as you don't make trouble in front of the master, you can do whatever you want."
"The main reason is that there are seven people who came with him, and they don't seem to be very easy to mess with." The manager in charge broke down in cold sweat, "and many people have already remembered him, and what do they call him? Slot machine emperor, didn't you see that in the end, even the most crazy guests couldn't help but watch him play slot machines, and the table was two-thirds empty!"
"Is that so?" Corberos frowned. He also saw that the manager in charge was indeed nervous and scared, so he thought about it and said, "Forget it, I'll take a look tomorrow night."
"That's great." The manager in charge breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person was about to go limp, "This matter is really weird, I'm afraid that my negligence and improper handling will anger the boss. ."
"Well, is there anything else?"
"No," the manager in charge shook his head, and finally couldn't hold back, "There are seven of those people, five men and two women, living at No. 08, Area A, Olin Royal, I always feel that this group of people is unusual, wait a minute. In the next regular meeting, I have to make other managers and dealers pay more attention.”
It was late at night, but it was also the busiest time in the entire casino. Every table was empty. The dealer gave the gamblers a decent smile and calculated the odds. When he received a tip, his face was full. The smile on it is even more pleasing to the eye.
Many handsome and sexy girls who specialize in playing sit beside the guests or on their laps, and use superb means and skills to lure them to continue to gamble when they lose or win.
All kinds of perfume smells and voices are mixed together, the lights are bright as day, and the glass is blurred on both sides, which not only prevents minors outside from seeing the scene inside, but also prevents gamblers from being attracted by changes in the external environment. Attention, all this carefully arranged, is like a huge cage, not wanting to let anyone out.
There are dozens of open connecting halls, and there is a special drinking area next to it for a short rest. The lights here suddenly turn into psychedelic blues, shining on every inch of the skin of the woman dancing around the pole in the center of the small dance floor. Here, as long as you have enough money, you can buy any drink except contraband, you can also show the VIP gold card to the waiter, make your own special request, they will arrange a room for you, and provide beautiful boys or girls.
Cui Zuojing sat in the booth with the finest leather under him, holding a glass of "Godfather" with ice cubes in it. The whisky and almond liqueur in his mouth were mixed with a strong aroma. Dong Zheng was beside him, in a suit and leather shoes, one leg was resting on the knee of the other, and the toes of the leather shoes were shiny. He leaned back in a relaxed manner, spread his arms on the backrest, and declared the youth's ownership in a very domineering manner.
Cui Zuojing swallowed the last sip of wine, and the ice cube that had not completely melted in his mouth was bitten with a crackling sound. He seemed to be a little drunk, the crimson crawled all the way from his neck to his cheeks, and finally even the corners of his eyes flew into a seductive flush, humming and arching into Dong Zheng's arms.
In the dark corner, the waiter who had been watching them came forward skillfully and politely asked if he needed some help.
"Help me prepare a room." Dong Zheng took out two stacks of ten chips from his pocket and gave them to the waiter. The waiter accepted it tacitly, glanced at the boy who was on Dong Zheng's body, and said, "Please follow me. I come."
Dong Zheng grabbed Cui Zuojing's waist and took him up. The hem of his shirt was lifted a little by his arm, revealing a small piece of smooth skin, and he could see the smoothness of the waistline. The young man stood on tiptoe like a drunkard and wanted to kiss him, but in the end Dong Zheng couldn't, so he lowered his head and gave him a brief kiss as comfort.
Most people are not surprised by this kind of scene and focus on their own business. Only the newcomers who come in for the first time will look around uninformed and cast curiosity towards this pair of gay people who are obviously going to do some indescribable things. or surprised glances.
Passing through the swaying beam in front of the small dance floor, Dong Zheng followed behind the waiter, walked through the small door on the side, passed through the long ornate corridor, and entered the accommodation area.
The sound insulation between the two areas is well done to ensure that no matter how noisy the drinking area is, the resting guests will not be disturbed. The waiter opened the door of an empty room, handed the room card to Dong Zheng, and politely said, " Just remember to register at the front desk at twelve o'clock tomorrow, sir."
Dong Zheng nodded as a thank you to the waiter, and then closed the door. He was no stranger to this eager waiter. He went back to the area he was in charge of and continued to entertain other guests.
Cui Zuojing hugged Dong Zheng's waist and hung on him like a koala. He raised his head and looked at Dong Zheng from the bottom up, his cheeks were blushing, and his eyes were confused and coquettishly said: "Brother, you are so handsome, I want to slide on the bridge of my brother's nose, and also swing on my brother's eyelashes~"
The corner of Dong Zheng's mouth twitched, and then he laughed unabashedly. He pinched the back of Cui Zuojing's neck, looked into his eyes, and said, "Brother, you are really handsome, brother's smile is the sunshine on the banks of the Rhine, which can make people melt into spring water; brother's lips are blooming in the breeze. The spring cherry blossoms exude a sweet fragrance; my brother's eyes are the brightest stars in the night sky, reflecting all the beauty in the world; my brother's skin is a rose of Venice, which makes people want to kiss; my brother's voice is that of the Son of God The song played by the kingdom of heaven during the wash, even the most charming Bailing is so intoxicated that they dare not open their mouths."
Cui Zuojing: …
Cui Zuojing's confused eyes became very clear at this moment. He retched and punched Dong Zheng in the chest, and said with a smile: "What is this! Where did you learn this from? Strange things! The characters have collapsed, okay?"
The most terrifying thing is that what this person said even had a rhyme! This is too disgusting!
"I've never had a character." Dong Zheng laughed so hard he couldn't breathe, he kissed Cui Zuojing's nose lightly, and said, "I can be whatever you want."
Cui Zuojing made a cut, and the redness on his face was unclear whether it was because of alcohol or something else. In fact, he has a good level of alcohol. The drunken appearance just now was deliberately shown to the waiter by Dong Zheng, in order to enter the rest area of the wine area. Guests who normally register at the front desk cannot get to this room. .
Cui Zuojing took out Fu Zhe's key from his pocket. The bronze-colored key didn't seem to react at all, but Cui Zuojing, who was carrying the power of time, could feel the faint energy fluctuations above—Fu Zhe's fragment was in this building inside.
He turned serious and asked, "How is it?"
Dong Zheng didn't waste time drinking with Cui Zuojing at the bar, he kept hacking the surveillance system of the casino: "It's almost there, their security is very tight, there are almost no loopholes, it's a waste of time, if it lasts a little longer, not only I should be able to control the camera, even the program of the gambling machine.”
There are countless cameras installed in every corner of the casino, especially on the ceiling above the gaming table. First, it is convenient to adjust the monitoring to see if there are thousands, and second, it can cause a certain sense of oppression to the gamblers, telling them to make trouble or go out. Thousands have taken care of it before.
"Are you sure no one will find out?"
"I forged a fake access identity and borrowed the number of one of their supervisors. As long as I don't go to the general control room, there should be no risk if the traces are removed in time."
Cui Zuojing understood that "should not" in Dong Zheng's mouth was equivalent to a 99.99% chance of not, unless they were as unlucky as they returned to their room after playing slot machines all night. Lin Hangzhi is the same.
That really brought tears to my eyes.
"Let's go then."
The two walked out of the room. There were not many people in the corridor. They didn't know each other, and no one noticed Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing.
The closer you get to the shard, the stronger the spatial fluctuations on the key. This is due to the mutual induction between the same forces. In fact, Cui Zuojing and Victor can also perceive the location of the shard in person, but it is not as good as using the key. Sensitive.
All the pictures in the camera along the way were presented in Dong Zheng's mind, and the kernel quickly calculated the probability and time that there might be a staff member. With such a big cheating weapon, the two bypassed everyone and pushed it away smoothly. A narrow blue door with the words "Idlers Stop" leads into a passage dedicated to the staff.
"There should be another area in front." Dong Zheng's voice whispered in his head, "It's like the backstage."
Cui Zuojing asked in a low voice, "Are there many people?"
"not much."
Without the blood contract, the two can no longer exchange ideas directly through the connection at any time, but fortunately Dong Zheng has the ability to communicate with keys, so he can communicate without making a sound.
There was a corner ahead, Dong Zheng raised his hand and made a wait gesture, Cui Zuojing stopped. The camera clearly showed the backs of the two, a tall, dark-skinned young man, and a bald white man in a suit who looked like a manager.
At the same time, the keys in Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing's pockets began to heat faintly at the same time.
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