Just when Tang Qing watched the rain.

The United States.

Las Vegas.

The sun has just set.

Now, it's the busiest time in the city.

Faircloth Empire Hotel.

The casino is bustling.

Las Vegas hotels basically have casinos, and the scale of this hotel's casinos can also be ranked in the top five here, with huge daily traffic, and gamblers and tourists from the world gather here.

Here it is.

There is no weekend.

Because.

The rich can come at any time.

It doesn't need to wait until the weekend to rest. As it is also a resort in the United States, the weekend hotels are almost full. In order to avoid crowding, the rich prefer to come in non weekend time.

Suddenly.

A commotion broke the false prosperity.

"Help! Someone is going to kill me. Call the police. Hurry."

I saw a young white man scurrying around in the casino, crashing into several people, causing a scream. The young man's hands were still plastered, as if he had been injured.

Seeing the young man's face panicked, many people retreated to safety.

Gamblers are talking about it.

But no one ran around.

Because his pursuer is the security guard here.

It must have been a crime for the young man to be chased by the security guard.

As for what matters, Las Vegas has been open for so many years, and can be chased by the security guards of casinos. What else can happen? It infringes the interests of casinos or other gamblers.

Thief.

Troublemaker.

A thousand.

。。。

It's not going to be a good guy anyway.

Although there are more security guards and fewer bullies, no one stands up to "uphold justice". Here, money is justice, and one side of the hotel is justice. There is no need for them to doubt the background of these hotels.

All the gamblers are watching the play.

He was ignored.

The white young man was in a hurry.

He knew that once he was caught by the security guards of these hotels, he would not be able to go out completely. The young people secretly cried, especially learning how to use probability to calculate cards on TV, but for the first time, he was caught.

Up to now, he doesn't know where the problem is.

His name is bel Caswell.

A few months ago.

He saw a film when he was admitted to a university.

It's a mathematician with a unique talent. With his powerful mathematical brain, he is able to make a lot of money by using probability and statistics knowledge in casinos, but the casinos don't treat him well.

Because this is not a thousand, after all, we can't let others enter the door without brains.

So.

Respectfully invited the man out.

After the movie.

His brain is also active.

He called several friends and spent several months to come up with a set of mature 'solutions'. He knew that real casinos would not be so easy to talk about.

It's impossible to kill. The most likely thing is to take back the money won and never let them in for life.

Compared to risk.

More revenue.

So.

After the test.

For the first time today.

When you are excited, you become a street mouse.

"Ah."

One stumbled, Caswell fell down carelessly, fell to the ground like shit, the plaster in his hand was broken, and the mechanical device inside was exposed. Seeing this, the gamblers instantly understood.

At this time.

The security men had rushed up and put Carswell on the ground, holding his backhand.

"Help, don't let them take me away." Carswell roared.

He is just a student who just went to university. He is also interested in doing this. He is not afraid of tigers when he is a newborn calf. With a little fluke mentality, he finally has the courage to implement it. However, he has no "on-the-spot experience" in front of things.

"Bang."

The hotel guard's baton poked him in the waist.

Carswell, who was in a cold sweat, wanted to scream, but found his mouth was blocked. At this time, a white manager came up and explained to the surrounding guests with a smile:

"you see, this man brought something that shouldn't have been brought in, which damaged the fairness of the gambling field. We just wanted to talk to him, let him stop this behavior, and bring it to you Please understand the inconvenience. "

Finish.

The manager took Carswell to think about a special passage. The security guards picked up the broken machine parts on the ground and took them away. The noise in the field was restored for a while.

Looking at the back of the young man.

Gamblers can't help shaking their heads. Young people are brave. This kind of trick is not new for a long time. You still play it. You really want to be crazy about money, and you still play it in this world-class arena.

They can only admire Carswell's courage.

"Poor boy, they won't do anything to him, will they?" Said a sympathetic woman with her mouth covered.

"Of course not. We have so many people watching, and the plot is not too bad. The most important thing is to ask him to return the money." The man beside sipped his wine and smiled.

"Is it?"

"Of course."

。。。

The hotel is on the 15th floor.

Carswell was brought here.

Just now, the stick made his head dizzy. Caswell didn't know where he had been taken. He only knew the strength of the security guards was great. His whole body was weakened by pain and fear

Carswell was left on the ground.

Lie on the ground.

Feeling the soft warm carpet, Caswell reluctantly stood up and looked around. It seemed to be an office, but it didn't seem to be. After all, this is a hotel. Many senior suites have study rooms.

"Boss, we found that this man used the communication device in the plaster to send and receive messages. I was sorry to disturb other guests when I took him away." The manager's voice rang in Carswell's ear.

Because of the high table in front of me.

He was lying on his stomach.

I can't see the people at the table.

"It doesn't matter. It's a special situation now. It's also a reminder to the people in the dark how he passed the security check." The voice of a middle-aged man came from the table, and Carswell sat up straight.

I saw the man's face.

A thin white middle-aged man.

The eyes are sharp and cold.

At this glance, Carswell felt like he was being watched by a viper.

The manager said: "when he came in, he said that he had a steel needle in the bone of his hand and provided a hospital certificate, so the security guard let him in. Later, when he looked at him in the wrong eyes, he focused on the observation, and soon found that the man might be out of a thousand."

After listening to the manager's explanation.

Carswell's body could not help shivering, and he finally realized where his failure was, not in technology and method, but in psychology. Due to tension, his eyes showed him unconsciously.

"Oh? Novice? " The man looked at Carswell with a sneer.

"Yes, for the first time, I'm sorry, sir. I'm wrong. I shouldn't have come to your casino or cheated. Please forgive me this time. I won't dare any more."

Said Carswell, trembling and pleading.

It's not the same as the ordinary naughty skin.

Caswell is young and spirited. He is a college student. He doesn't compromise his life so much. He can't do it.

It also leads to what others think.

Carswell's apology was insincere.

The middle-aged man walked around the table.

Squat down.

Suddenly he smiled kindly.

"It doesn't matter. The first time I do it, I'll be nervous."

Seeing this smile, Caswell sighed with relief. It seemed that there was no room for anything. He squeezed out a smile and said, "yes, it's just to have a try. Don't worry. I'll never come again."

It's like acknowledging the answer.

The middle-aged man patted Carswell on the shoulder and smiled: "I believe you, but we still like the guests to play, as long as you don't take this next time.".. Gypsum, ha ha.

By the way, your partner, you know, I'm a casino operator. I just want to meet promising young people, or call them out to sit down. Let's have a good chat. I'll also learn anti cheating techniques. "

Carswell is a stranger.

Think about it.

It seems that the reason makes sense.

"Good." Carswell nodded happily.

"Tell me the address. I'll have them picked up."

"Yes, they are on the fifth floor of your hotel, e511." Caswell said truthfully that the middle-aged man gave the manager a look and the manager immediately took someone out.

In half an hour.

A black freight car left the city.

The original office.

"Boss, it's all dealt with."

Hung up, the manager said respectfully to the middle-aged man.

"Well."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Processed.

Caswell, of course.

Collecting corpses has formed an industry here for a long time. Some people specialize in such things. These "professionals" can solve all the problems, even if the last place of consumption for the dead is here.

But, under the laws of the United States, they will be fine.

Although several people died.

But the middle-aged man's face was not a little happy, but frowned.

"Not them, these people, who and where are they?" The middle-aged man murmured, tapping his fingers on the table top, making a regular tapping sound. The more he thought about it, the more fidgety he became.

In recent months, it's hard to see the accounts of casinos that he wants to kill. Not only he, but also he secretly investigated. It's found that other casinos in Las Vegas are the same. The accounts of these months are very ugly.

In his opinion.

It's definitely a gambler.

But.

It's been a secret for a long time.

Leng has no clue.

It's all right.

But the profits of the casino are not normal. He knows that he has met a master this time. He is a master of the game. He has made his casino and other casinos into it.

He didn't trumpet it.

The reason is simple.

Such a master.

Find out.

For their own use, it's not better. Why expose it? And these people must have made a lot of money. Once they find each other and know each other, they can get a lot of money just by sealing fees.

It's just a dream.

The reality is slim.

The investigation has remained at the initial stage so far. In order to deter the other side and fully confirm the speculation of being made, the middle-aged people decided from the moment they saw Carswell just now.

From now on.

In his casino.