Chapter 62: Into the Tiger's Den
When night falls, Tianyang City is lit up.
No one would have thought that in the corner of the underground garage of a dilapidated office building, there was a thriving underground casino.
has received a lot of information from Gan Mingde, Li Xun and Lin Xiaoli, and Ma Fei is familiar with the road when he comes here.
Gently knocking on a closed window, a small sliding opening in the iron railing opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out: "Who are you looking for?"
"Hehe, who else can I find? I'm here for tea!" Ma Fei whispered to the code, looking impatient, and vividly interpreted the itchy gambler.
"It's your first time, look a little ......," the middle-aged woman said, as if looking down at something.
Ma Fei didn't care too much, and said with a smile: "My friend introduced me and said that the tea here is delicious." ”
"Do you know the rules?"
Ma Fei nodded, took out the wad of banknotes and handed it over: "Of course I know, 10,000 yuan to buy a ticket to enter!
The woman took the money, put it in the money counter and counted it twice, and after confirming that it was correct, she handed Ma Fei an iron box, in which there were neatly placed chip tokens of different colors.
After taking the gambling book, Ma Fei was able to enter smoothly.
Passing through a narrow alleyway, he entered the lobby of the underground casino. The lights are shining and the décor is shabby, but that doesn't stop it from being popular.
It's past eight o'clock in the night, and it's already full of people.
In the hall, there are two rows of gambling machines, and the bright marquee accompanied by piercing electronic music attracts the attention of gamblers.
Ma Fei saw a lot of people around in front of a machine, and he went over to join in the fun out of curiosity, and at the same time wanted to collect some materials.
It was a slot machine, and a young man was sitting in front of him, his eyes red and he threw coins into it. In his iron box, the chips were almost full.
From the discussion of the people around him, it is not difficult for Ma Fei to guess that the young man is the lucky one tonight, he must have just won a big one, and he is preparing to chase after the victory.
"Yo, this has to win thousands, right?" Ma Fei asked a spectator.
"Isn't it???!If he had just bet more, he would have won a lot more!" The man's eyebrows fluttered, "It's a pity that I don't have that luck, hey-"
Ma Fei saw him weighing the chips in his hand that were about to bottom out, and asked, "It's only past eight o'clock, and you're about to lose everything?"
"Hehe, who told me to die myself, I have to run to that room to play?" The man raised his hand and pointed, only to see that on the other side of the hall, there was a red wooden door closed, and two men who looked like security guards stood at the door, and they didn't look like good stubble.
Combined with the information he had obtained earlier, Ma Fei guessed that it might be the casino's high roller casino.
In order to make the interview material more vivid, he certainly needs to listen to the gamblers' own stories.
He asked, "What's in that room?"
"Mahjong, solitaire have, but each bet is very high, 10,000 yuan can't help but a few tosses! But if you're lucky, you can win quickly, and someone won tens of thousands of dollars in one night yesterday......
After chatting a few words and asking some basic information about the casino, it can be regarded as an interview with a gambler.
It's certainly not enough to write a press release. So Ma Fei took the trouble to walk around the hall and ask a lot of questions by talking to the gamblers.
Of course, he also had to bet twice in the process, so as not to be suspected by the casino staff.
Every time he bets tens of hundreds, he walked around the hall and was unlucky, losing almost a thousand yuan.
At this time, he realized that the materials in the hall were enough, so he took the initiative to walk towards the red door.
The security guard at the door stopped him: "What for?"
Dare to enter the gambling hall and still have to say no code? Ma Fei's heart sank. Neither Gan Mingde nor Li Xun mentioned this before.
Fearing that his identity would be revealed to the code, he had to ask the lamp god to help him probe his heart, wanting to know the security guard's intentions.
After a pause, the lamp god replied: "You're too worried! His task is to refuse to allow idle people to enter, to put it bluntly, he doesn't want people to go in to watch the excitement! You just say that you want to go in and gamble, and he will let you in!"
Speaking of this, the old guy added: "But there is one thing that is very strange, while he is thinking about this, he is constantly comparing your appearance in his heart, and muttering: 'This person has never seen him here, but he doesn't look like the kid that the real brother explained!'Hehe, do you think there is a ghost behind this?'
At this moment, Ma Fei secretly rejoiced in his foresight. If it weren't for Li Xun's help with makeup and disguise, this secret visit would definitely be messed up tonight!
Since the security guards are muttering like this, it must be because Fu Zhen has explained to them in advance!
Why? Fu Zhen is so afraid of me? Settle down, I'm going to help Uncle Gan come out and seek justice?
Since the other party didn't recognize him, Ma Fei also put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "It's too boring to play in the hall, I want to go in and have some excitement!"
The security guard saw that he still had at least several thousand gambling books, and opened the door and waved his hand to let him in: "Then good luck to my brother!"
As soon as he entered the gambling room, Ma Fei was almost smoked to death by the strong smell of smoke.
There are several card tables scattered in the small room, and a group of gamblers gather around the table, either playing mahjong or flipping cards, they are intently calculating, most of them have cigarettes in their mouths, a good card is enough to make them smile, and a loss can instantly drag them into hell......
It is precisely because of the joy and sorrow brought by high gambling that the room is mixed with the unbridled laughter of gamblers, the scolding of disappointment, and the scolding of dealers and security guards to maintain order, and the scene is very lively!
Ma Fei glanced at the field and did not find Fu Zhen's figure. Think about it, this guy is one of the bosses behind the scenes, and he is also the person who lends money and pumps in the field, and he will not easily appear here.
Getting closer to the sensitive core of the casino, Ma Fei was inevitably a little excited: What should I do? If I want to pick the most exciting part, I must go to the table to experience gambling! But the stakes here are very large, what if I am unlucky and loses all my money, and I go back to be found fault by Chai Peng?
Just as he was watching and hesitating, a security guard came over and asked with a reprimanding face: "Friend, if you don't bet on the table, please go out immediately!"
Ma Fei glared at him: "What? Can't I take a look first?" said this deliberately, of course, in order to collect as many materials as possible.
The security guard snapped his fingers, and the coercion was obvious: "Hehe, it's just not good, you either go to the table to bet, or go out by yourself, otherwise, don't blame me for being unreasonable with this fist!"
Ma Fei pretended to be timid and shrunk his neck, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay!
Finding a nearby table to play blackjack, he sat down in an empty seat.