The early morning sunlight shines in through the blurred glass, and the mottled light and shadow sway slightly as the wind blows the trees. The moist and crisp air after the rain seeps in through the half-closed windows.
Shen Kong's eyelids moved and he woke up.
He raised his head and rubbed his aching forehead, then stood up.
Suddenly, soreness spread along the meridians and bones, and the whole body felt as if it had been run over by a car. Shen Kong couldn't help but let out a slight "hiss", which was a little strange for a moment.
You know, it's been a long time since he felt the soreness after excessive exercise.
He looked up at his narrow room and saw that the room was empty. All the water stains on the floor had dried. The quilt on the sofa had been neatly folded, including the dry towel he had handed to Han Li before. They were all folded into a square piece and placed neatly on the quilt.
Shen Kong's eyes sank slightly.
He didn't even notice Han Li leaving - probably because he had just changed his body. His vigilance seemed to be much less relaxed than before.
Shen Kong stood up, stretched his sore and stiff limbs, moved his neck, and his spine and bones made a stretching sound.
He sighed——
It seems that improving physical fitness is urgent.
At this moment, Shen Kong's eyes were attracted by a dark box on the table. He was stunned, walked to the table, reached out and opened it.
There was a brand-new mobile phone lying inside the box. The metal shell and glass screen with smooth and smooth lines shone in the light. Shen Kong didn't recognize the brand, but he could probably tell that it was customized. It's worth a lot of money.
——It seems that this kid is quite grateful for his kindness.
He played with the phone with some novelty in his hand for a while, and then put it into his pocket with peace of mind.
According to Shen Kong's philosophy of life, there is no need to pay for no service, and as a top figure in the industry, his asking price is very high. If it weren't for this Correctional Sanguan Studio to threaten his life, Shen Kong I'm too lazy to do all this useless work.
――But it’s also good to get a little extra income.
Shen Kong blew a long whistle, put his hands in his pockets, wandered into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.
As expected, the refrigerator was empty, with only a few yellowed and wilted vegetable leaves lying on the bottom shelf, and a carton of milk that had been opened.
Shen Kong wrinkled his nose in disgust, closed the refrigerator forcefully, took out his new phone, plugged in his old phone card, and checked the bank deposits of his current identity:
123.3 yuan.
At this moment, the system, which had been silent since last night, spoke in his ear:
"Correctors are asked to exercise caution and not do anything that may be linked to the previous temporary identity, such as withdrawing bank card deposits from the previous identity."
I don't know if it was Shen Kong's illusion, but the system's unwavering tone became much more serious in the last sentence.
He made a frustrated sound, put his cell phone in his pocket, and complained in his mind: "Why? It's obviously money that I earned openly!"
system:"… "
… That’s the reward for kidnapping the mission target!
Its straightforward mechanical voice couldn't help but have a bit of gritted teeth: "After the corrector leaves, the temporary identity will be returned to the original owner, and any behavior that can implicate the corrector with the previous temporary identity will increase the number of employees in the studio." The risk of exposure, and once the existence of the studio is known to anyone, the world will be ejected from the book world, the host's points will be cleared at the same time, and the real body saved in the studio will be destroyed."
Seeing that his life might be in danger, Shen Kong sighed and reluctantly gave up the idea.
At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned on his phone again, and started searching on the Internet:
Where is the biggest casino.
The system saw Shen Kong's search, but was too lazy to say anything. While it was thinking deeply about what kind of jackpot it had won by being assigned to such a difficult correctional officer this time, it was exhausted both physically and mentally. Returned to the previous state of pretending to be dead.
The lights are bright under the high European-style dome, and the sparkling crystal lamps hang low in the air. The huge decoration of red velvet pours on the ground like flowing water. White and gold are the main colors of the entire casino. Under the bright and bright It looks luxurious and gorgeous under the light, as if the air is filled with the atmosphere of wealth and luxury.
This is the largest legal casino in the entire city B. No matter what day it is, it is always crowded.
Among the bustling crowd, there were some in rich costumes and some in simple civilian clothes, but the same look flashed in the corners of everyone's brows and eyes - the desire for money and opportunities, either implicitly or conspicuously, this emotion was deeply engraved in their hearts. The lines on everyone's face and hands are filled with steam that fills the warm and fragrant air.
Shen Kong walked in leisurely from the door.
Fortunately, Cheng Chen went to school late, and he was already eighteen years old in his second year of high school. Otherwise, it would have been quite difficult for him to walk in so swaggeringly.
He walked steadily towards the depths of the casino, but before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped by the waiter standing by.
The waiter had a formulaic smile on his face, but there was a hint of contempt deep in his eyes. He bowed and said:
"Hello, I'm sorry, the venues further inward have chip limits, the minimum is 100,000."
Shen Kong lowered his head and looked at his white washed jeans and the torn canvas shoes under his feet, and he suddenly realized.
He himself had never had this kind of trouble before. He always walked directly to the place with the highest stakes. This time he suddenly changed into a poor person, so he really didn't think about the chip limit this time.
Shen Kong gave him an understanding smile: "Thank you."
After saying that, he turned around and left neatly, wandering towards the slot machine and blackjack table.
Looking at Shen Kong's back, the smile on the waiter's face fell instantly. He raised his hand to straighten his slightly crooked tie. The disdain in his eyes overflowed. He curled his lips and turned to face the other two standing nearby. A waiter said in a low voice: "Another poor guy who doesn't know what he is capable of. He doesn't know how much he weighs and dares to run here. He even wants to go to a high-end place... Tsk, I see them playing slot machines and losing." A few thousand or a few hundred will make you miserable.”
A few of them snickered a few times, and made some sarcastic comments about those gamblers who didn't know what the world was like.
Before their interest dissipated, they heard a loud cheer from the crowd not far away, which startled them all.
The waiter was startled and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from. Before he could guess the reason, waves of cheers came from that direction again.
Many people were attracted by the sound and looked up curiously. The flowing crowd gathered in the direction where the cheers came from.
Cheers sounded again.
The waiter was pacing in place a little irritably. For some reason, he always had a strange feeling in his heart, as if there was something obvious that he had overlooked. This feeling was like a thorn in his back, making him restless.
He whispered a few instructions to the other two people beside him, and then squeezed in the direction from which the sound came.
The atmosphere of the entire casino was ignited. Cheers, cheers, and whistles were mixed together, twisting into a noisy sound that rushed straight to the high dome. More and more people gathered around them, and everyone was attracted. People craned their necks to look into the crowd, eager to know what was going on inside.
The waiter struggled to separate the crowded crowd, and finally moved into the tightly surrounded central gaming table——
The gambling game on the gaming table was just halfway through, but the croupier standing behind the table was already dripping with cold sweat. He barely had a polite smile on his pale face, but his pupils were already stained with panic.
A lazy voice came from across the table:
"all in."
The waiter looked up in the direction of the sound, and saw that the poor man who had just walked in without knowing his strength was sitting at the other end of the gaming table. He was still wearing a washed white T-shirt and jeans. He was hanging carelessly on the back of the chair, his eyes half-closed, looking absent-minded and lacking in interest.
All the gamblers surrounding him waited with bated breath.
The croupier finally couldn't help it anymore. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then stretched out his white-gloved hand and slowly turned over the cards on the table.
Before the waiter could see the cards on the table clearly, his ears were already numb from the sudden burst of cheers around him. More people crowded in this direction, squeezing him so hard that he staggered and subconsciously jumped towards him. On the green desktop.
Shen Kong, who was taking the chips on the table into his arms, raised his head and recognized his face.
He greeted the waiter enthusiastically: "It's you."
The messenger froze in place, not knowing how to answer.
Shen Kong lowered his head, picked out the chips in his arms, threw two into his hands, and then asked with a smile: "Is that enough now?"
The waiter looked at his face and nodded blankly.
Shen Kong stood up, stretched his sore waist muscles from sitting for a long time, and then slowly walked through the still excited crowd holding the chips.
The waiter was left standing there blankly, staring blankly at his back as he disappeared into the crowd, and the sound of people talking happily could be heard in his ears:
"...What just happened?"
"It's so exciting. It's a pity that you didn't see it. That young man won 800,000 in 10 minutes!"
There was a bit of boredom in the voice of the person who asked the question: "Eight hundred thousand, isn't this common in casinos? What's the surprise?"
The other man shook his head. He sneered: "What if I said that this young man's initial capital was only one hundred yuan?"
"What?" The man calmed down and said calmly, "Although this kind of thing doesn't happen often, it might just be good luck."
"Tch, are you lucky? You try all in every time and win every time?"
The other person was speechless.
However, no matter how excited the discussion was, it calmed down as the protagonist left, and the crowd that had gathered together enthusiastically slowly dispersed.
At this moment, Shen Kong walked into the inner place that had been blocked out just now. The decoration inside was more low-key than the outside, and the number of people was smaller. It was divided by private rooms. Expensive tobacco and wine were generously placed on the trays. Guests can use it as they wish.
Shen Kong took a pack of cigarettes, walked to the scattered gambling tables and gambled twice casually, losing 400,000 in the blink of an eye.
He shrugged: "It seems that lady luck has left me."
Then, Shen Kong swayed with the remaining chips and went to the counter to withdraw cash.
The cryptic gaze that had been watching him from upstairs since the commotion began finally turned away.
The fat young man with a big belly looked away from the monitor screen and showed a kind smile to the young man sitting opposite him:
"Sure enough, heroes have always been born from young men since ancient times. Whether it is his boldness and carefulness when winning, or his timely stopping of losses when losing, this young man's psychological quality is not simple. I think he and you should be the same age."
Han Li retracted his gaze from the monitor, lowered his eyes and shook the wine glass in his hand:
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhang."
"Why is it a compliment? It's a fact. It's a fact." The man named Mr. Zhang shook his head repeatedly. He paused and asked with a smile: "What do you think of the deal we just proposed?"
Han Li did not answer, but drank all the amber liquid in the cup, then pointed the clean bottom of the cup towards the opposite side, with a faint smile on his face:
"--It's a pleasure to work with you."