Casino third floor
Wang Ruicheng picked up the ashtray on the table and slammed it down.
Countless sharp and clear glass shards flew up and scattered heavily on the ground.
The room was a mess.
At this moment, there were several cautious knocks on the door.
Wang Ruicheng scratched his hair irritably and said loudly: "Come in."
One of his subordinates carefully opened the door and walked in. He stood outside the door with concern, not daring to raise his eyes at the chaotic scene in the box that was like a tornado passing through. He muttered: "Well, Mr. Wang,... or... I couldn't contact them, and I searched all over the place, but they all said they didn't see them coming out of the puzzle..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Ruicheng became angry again. He picked up the only cup left on the table and threw it hard at the door.
The subordinates subconsciously shrank their shoulders and did not dare to hide. They only dared to stand firmly in place.
Wang Ruicheng hid in the box angrily, his fat face flushed red, and the flesh on his cheeks seemed to be trembling with his intense emotions: "Can't find it? Can't find it!? Then let me continue. Look, keep in touch! If my third cousin finds out that I secretly used his contacts to get into that ghost club, and not only is he exposed but also finds that Cheng Chen, don’t talk about me, you’ll have to follow me, you know?”
The men standing at the door nodded in fear and ran away as if running away.
Silence returned to the private room. Wang Ruicheng fell heavily on the sofa like a deflated rubber ball, wiping his face tiredly and regretfully.
He was actually impulsive. Although he made a conscious effort to bring Cheng Chen's father when he sent someone, he really didn't think too much about it...
As a result, it accidentally caused a catastrophe. Not only was the person not brought back, but even his subordinates were detained.
His cell phone suddenly rang.
Wang Ruicheng looked at the caller ID and his eyes went dark for a moment. He hesitated for a long time before finally answering the phone in despair:
"...Hello? Third cousin?"
Han Li stood at the school gate, lowering his head and playing with the mobile phone in his hand.
The bright sunlight shrouded him in a dim halo. His school uniform jacket was draped on his arms, and he was only wearing a lined white shirt. His figure became even more tall and slender, causing the girls passing by him to involuntarily glance at him. His eyes were directed in this direction, either explicitly or covertly.
He lowered his eyes, as if he was unaware of everything around him and was just immersed in his own thoughts.
On the dimmed screen of the phone, a text message from an unknown contact showed as read.
——Puzzel’s intruders confessed their mastermind.
As expected, they were indeed sent by the Chengdong Casino where the Japanese and Korean officials went to discuss cooperation. According to one of them, their boss came after seeing a few gangsters who looked like they had been beaten badly. They were frightened and sent them out urgently, and also asked them to take Cheng Chen's father with them, to deceive him in the name of seeing that his son was not a good student, and to prevent his classmates from becoming suspicious.
Han Li now controls two resources, light and dark. Mingli's business expands and develops based on puzzle, while the power of dark is related to Lin Ziyu. He acts cautiously and covertly, and his two identities are perfectly hidden by him. Chengdong The new force obviously found a flaw, so they spread the word to test him, but they didn't expect to be messed up by a few reckless gangsters.
Cheng Chen originally showed up at the casino on the same day as him, and now it was discovered that he was the person who rescued him from the gangsters before, so it was not unusual for him to be mistaken for someone from his side.
When he contacted the account book mentioned by Cheng Zekang, Han Li had a vague guess in his mind.
Many casinos have some unspoken hidden rules, even if they are operated legally. They will mix some tampered tables with ordinary gaming tables, thereby obtaining a large amount of gray income. Therefore, they usually prepare two kinds of ledgers, light and dark. There is no problem with the light ledger, while the dark ledger is used to record these gray incomes that are not reported.
Cheng Chen's gambling skills are amazing, and he is considered to be his subordinate. Naturally, the casino operators will think that he is the person he sent to find those tables filled with water to calculate their gray accounts through algorithms, so they are allowed to do this. nervous.
The phone in my hand vibrated twice:
"What are you going to do next?"
Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and lightly touched the screen with his finger:
"Look for the ledger."
Since you are so afraid that the account book will fall into my hands, then I still have to find it.
At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd around him. Han Li turned off the screen and raised his head to look in the direction of the commotion.
I saw the transfer student who had just transferred to their class today walking through the crowd and walking straight in his direction. His slender figure was like a freshly cut bamboo shoot, and his facial features shrouded in the sunset were beautiful and delicate. Her cheeks and hair looked soft, and she looked uncontrollably affectionate.
...Cheng Chen actually likes this type
Han Li was a little distracted.
Ye Jinghuan had already walked in front of him at this moment, raised his face as big as a palm and looked at him, his cat eyes blinking brightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, and he whispered apologetically: "Well... I didn't mean to poke you this morning. I'm so sorry, I hope you can forgive me?"
Han Li frowned, unable to control himself, his mind was filled with images from this morning -
In the noisy classroom, the elegant and handsome young man's thin back was half-hunched, and there were still pressed red marks on his fair side face. His eyes were narrow and inner, and he glanced at him lazily, with a nonchalance. He casually commented in a dumb voice: "It's pretty good, he must have a good personality."
If he remembered correctly, this was the first time since he met Cheng Chen that he had taken the initiative to make a positive comment on something.
An unspeakable rage suddenly surged in Han Li's heart, and his expression instantly darkened. Dark thoughts rose in his mind, twisting and tightening its slender and cold body, hissing in his ear. He spat out the letter and whispered, and every word in it seemed to be dripping with dark and thick poison.
Ye Jinghuan, who was standing in front of him, was still chattering annoyingly:
"...If you don't mind, classmate, we can be friends..."
Before he could do anything, his peripheral vision keenly captured Cheng Chen's figure just walking out of the school gate.
Some of the extreme thoughts in his mind seemed to be calmed down instantly. Han Li didn't even bother to look at Ye Jinghuan standing in front of him, and turned around and left indifferently.
Ye Jinghuan was shocked. He really didn't expect Han Li to have such an attitude. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve:
"Hey, how come you..."
The lame boy in front of him was pulled to a halt, and he glanced back coldly. His dark eyes were like cold stars dipped in ice water, staring down at him, as if he was just an inanimate object. Ye Jinghuan couldn't help but feel cold all over and froze in place.
Before he could come to his senses, Han Li said indifferently:
"Let go."
Ye Jinghuan loosened his fingers in a daze.
As if being touched by something dirty, Han Li lowered his eyes, patted the non-existent dust on his sleeves with his fingers, then turned around and left without looking back.
The eyes of the people around him were cast overtly and covertly, as if invisible spotlights were shining on him. Ye Jinghuan's cheeks became red and hot uncontrollably. He lowered his head, half ashamed and angry, half at a loss to avoid the other people around him. With his eyes wide open, his thin white fingers tightened the strap of his schoolbag, turned around and ran away quickly.
As he ran, he thought with shame and anger: He would never take the initiative to deal with this rude person again!
Han Li, who had already walked away, quickened his pace without any concern and limped to Shen Kong's side.
Shen Kong slung his bag across his body and walked slowly out of the school gate. He was a little surprised when he looked up and saw Han Li:
"Why are you here?"
"I think we will meet at your house anyway, so I might as well wait for you to go to school together."
"How long have you been waiting?"
Han Li followed him and shook his head: "I just came out not long ago."
Shen Kong stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulders, which were extremely stiff from sleeping all day. His neck made a crisp sound of bone friction as it turned. He lazily opened his legs and said, "Okay, let's go."
Han Li's indifferent face, which had just rejected people thousands of miles away, now had a slight smile on it. His sharp-lined face softened, and he looked like a gentle boy next door. He sped up a few steps to catch up with Shen. At Sora's pace, the two people quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
The onlookers who watched the whole process from beginning to end watched the two people leaving in shock, almost unable to believe their eyes.
Is this really the same person as before