After learning the news of the Straw Hat Boy, in addition to the old smoking gun that immediately left, a certain Patronus of Alabastan also immediately turned into a sandstorm and galloped away into the distance. 『』

In some empty rooms, Nicole Robin breathed a sigh of relief when she glanced at the banana crocodile swimming freely in the aquarium, and then looked again at the book in her hand that she didn't know how many times.

Ever since the people of the world government set their sights on this country, Robin, a charming woman with an extremely sensitive identity, has been forced to live in the basement of this casino, living a life of "otaku" without leaving the door.

In fact, this is nothing, Robin is a quiet person by nature, and she also loves to read, sometimes a good book, a cup of tea, this elegant woman can sit quietly all day.

However, that doesn't mean that Robin is an "ota", and you can't expect any books or anything like that from Klockdahl, a boring man who has no hobbies other than banana crocodiles......

All in all, Robin-chan is very boring right now.

(It's almost a day before the .0 project is in full swing, is there anything I want?)

For a moment, Robin's gaze became foggy, and countless images flashed in his mind, and finally froze on a towering tree burning in the merciless flames.

Thinking of the scene at that time, twenty years have passed, but Robin still feels like it happened yesterday, which makes her sigh faintly:

"There are really too many obstacles ahead of my journey......"

Just as Robin was secretly sad, the phone bug rang again, and the voice of "Blu Bru" was particularly noticeable in the silent room.

"This is the casino's line. Robin was a little surprised to answer the phone, and an anxious voice immediately came from inside.

"Store manager! Oh no! A guy who smashed the field came today, that bastard with glasses seems to be a connoisseur, and he has already won almost 1 billion Baileys, and our people can't beat him at all, ...... you"

"Glasses, interesting ......" Without listening to the casino manager's next words, Robin gently placed the book in his hand on the table, and his eyes bloomed with a strange look.

Although she didn't witness it, Robin's instinct had already told her who she was.

"Let him go to the VIP room. Robin's expression was slightly fixed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a perfect arc that made people's hearts pound: "I personally received this "distinguished guest". ”

…………

There has been a lot of debate about whether gambling is a technology or an art.

In fact, if the goal is to win or lose, it is considered a skill, but if it is for the purpose of recreation, gambling is an art of cultivating sentiment.

So the question is, is it art or technology that is playing between a man and a woman?

The answer is: a thousand arts!

VIP room for the rain banquet.

It was a somewhat empty room, luxuriously decorated, with a gambling table in the center, a man and a woman sitting at opposite ends, and the two of them looked at each other without saying a word, except for the mysterious smile on their lips that was surprisingly similar.

A revealing and hot beauty dealer is silently shuffling the cards, her movements are smooth, very ornamental, the slender ten fingers flip, the playing cards make a very beautiful brushing sound.

While shuffling her cards, her eyes looked at the chips on the table between the two from time to time, Rao had been working in the largest casino in the rainy land for many years, and was used to seeing ups and downs, but the beautiful dealer still felt a little dizzy.

Four billion Baileys! Not four hundred thousand, but four billion! That's almost the same as the half-year turnover of Yuyan.

But in the face of this astronomical amount that is enough to make people weak, the two parties still look calm, as if these gambling funds are not enough to enter the eyes of the two.

Moreover, instead of the tension that should be felt when they were using the coffin book, the strange atmosphere between the two people seemed to be reminiscing about the old days when they had not seen each other for many years, and it seemed very intimate.

Several black-clothed bodyguards in the distance swallowed their saliva, and they all looked at their beautiful store manager expectantly.

(You can't lose to that glasses bastard anyway!store manager!)

The beautiful dealer placed the washed poker in the center of the table and raised her hand to Robin.

- Cut the winning card on the card

Robin's face was filled with a charming smile, and then she didn't make any moves, and a slender arm grew out of the table like a flower, and the five fingers were slightly open, splitting the neat pile of cards in two.

The dealer was about to deal the cards, but was interrupted by a clear male voice.

"Wait a minute, Miss Dealer. Sherlock gently pushed his glasses, and then said lightly to the smiling intellectual woman in front of him: "If we just continue to play like this, I guess we won't be able to finish playing in this life." ”

Gambling is a game that pays great attention to intelligence, although people say that this thing is a character, a gamble is luck, and a heartbeat, but in the eyes of the real gambling masters, luck is secondary.

Robin and Sherlock are both extremely intelligent characters, and what is even more excessive is that they both have very good fruit abilities, so the struggle between these two [Hangbi] is not only fierce but extremely boring.

Come to think of it, these two people have been gambling with their cards almost all the time, so what else is there to bet on?

This can be regarded as another form of 'master loneliness'.

"That's right, Sherlock. Robin nodded thoughtfully, and then she gracefully cocked her legs, her hands on her cheeks, and her slender fingers stroked rhythmically on her smooth cheeks: "So, what do you want?"

"And I forgot to ask you last time, why don't your glasses have a prescription?" Speaking of this, the woman's smiling eyes bent into two crescents: "Could this be just your ornament?"

"Ornaments? no, no, no, this is my treasure. Pushing his glasses, reflecting two stunning lights, Sherlock then looked at the pile that had been split into two decks, and said:

"Let's just play the most primitive ones, compare the size, don't play those "imaginary", it's all up to luck, how about it?"

"Oh, more than luck. Robin pondered for a moment, then gladly accepted.

The beautiful dealer deals cards, one for each person.

Sherlock pressed the poker on the table, and instead of looking at the cards, he looked at the beautiful woman across from him with a calm face.

"It's your turn. Again, without looking at the cards, Nicole Robin made eye contact with Sherlock without showing any weakness.

With a chuckle, Sherlock did not rush to place a bet, but turned his head to look at the beautiful dealer standing at the table, and asked in a gentle tone:

"Beautiful young lady, do you think I can win this time?"

The dealer had long been frightened by the gamble between the two, and her pretty face turned red after being asked by the sorcerer, and she said a little nervously:

"Should...... I should be able to win. This is the true thought in her heart, after all, in the contest just now, her beautiful store manager lost more and won less.

"yes, I think so, I've always had good luck. Sherlock smiled, then pointed to the hill-like chips in front of him, and said very casually: "These chips are almost more than 2 billion, and I have pressed them all." ”

......Hearing this, the black-clothed bodyguards in the distance all gasped.

Should I say that this guy with glasses is bold, or does he not take money as money at all?

Rao is as calm as Robin's face changed slightly, she stared closely at Sherlock's eyes under the lenses, those dark eyes shimmered like midnight stars, showing the powerful confidence of the owner of the eyes.

Coming back to her senses, Nicole Robin said lightly: "However, my chips seem to be a little short." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, you can use yourself as a bargaining chip......" Sherlock showed a conspiracy to succeed with a smile: "I remember that your bounty is 79 million Bailey, rounded up to 100 million, which is completely sufficient." ”

"Bastard!"

The rest of the people in this room were in an uproar when they heard this, and several impulsive bodyguards drew their weapons and surrounded them with indignation, as if as long as their beautiful store manager gave an order, they would correct this disrespectful bastard with glasses on the spot.

Raising his hand to signal his men not to act rashly, Robin looked at the sorcerer in front of him again.

(What the hell are you thinking?) Thassarian...... ）

Robin suddenly had the feeling that the man in front of him seemed to be able to see the deepest secrets of your heart at any time, and you would never be able to get close to his heart.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!" Robin agreed to the outrageous bet very simply, and then she slowly got up and sat down at the table, staying with her chips, as if she really took herself as a bet.

Robin turned over his card: a king of spades.

"I told you, my luck is also very good......" The charming woman who exuded amazing charm was a little lazy and put one arm on the table, the other hand held her king of spades, and giggled: "There are only four cards bigger than this card, do you believe that your luck will be good enough to be that kind of Cheng dù?"

Still unmoved, Sherlock slowly reached for his cards.

"Yes, it's a pity that the person you met is my ......" After speaking, he flipped the cards in his hand.

Everyone instantly held their breath and looked at the cards in unison.

"This ......" "Lie to people!" "This is okay?!"

There is only a big black heart painted on the playing card, very black and black, black like Sherlock's charming eyes.

"Well, I've always had good luck. Sherlock held his ace of spades in his hand and pushed his glasses calmly, with a look of course.

Plop~ The beautiful dealer's legs were weak, and she fell to the ground with a blank face, and 2 billion Bailey changed hands instantly! This earth-shattering amount of money is not something that her careful liver can bear.

Standing up and walking up to Nico Robin, who was still sitting at the table in a daze, Sherlock said softly but firmly:

"Now, you're my man. ”

Hearing this, Robin was relieved, but just as she was about to make a move, she suddenly felt a slight tingling sensation in her neck, and then a wave of sleepiness hit, her eyes darkened, and her body fell forward, and she was hugged by Sherlock, who had been prepared.

Due to the angle, in the eyes of the black-clothed bodyguard, this is the beautiful store manager who took the initiative to give him a hug, which made them look at each other in surprise and look puzzled.

…………

The gate of the rain feast.

After listening to the sorcerer's serious nonsense, the casino manager gave a thumbs up to Sherlock, who Robin was about to leave, and swaggered back to the casino.

A black-clothed bodyguard hurriedly greeted him, puzzled: "Head, the store manager has been abducted, why don't you let us stop him." ”

"You know what a fart!" said the casino manager with great hatred: "Didn't you see the way these two men looked at each other just now......?

What?!

Several bodyguards were shocked, and then thought about it carefully, and found that there was indeed some ambiguity between this pair of men and women, and the handsome men and women seemed to be a match made in heaven.

"Oh~, no wonder a guy with glasses left all his winnings here, it turned out to be for this reason. A man in black suddenly realized.

That's right, it's all my own family in the future, and I don't have any money...... The rest of the men in black nodded in agreement.

"So, then why did the store manager look like he had fainted?"

The casino manager helplessly held his forehead with his hand: "Stupid, the store manager is pretending, and this is the tone he plays, you don't understand this, hey~"

"Oh, I see......" The rest of the black-clad bodyguards all squinted at the casino manager with an expression of looking at the old driver.

"Then don't you need to tell Boss Sù Crocodile about this?" the man in black, who was a little unwitting, asked again.

"Of course there is no need for such a trivial matter!" The casino owner shook his head solemnly: "The store manager is so good, he should have his own happiness, as subordinates, we should protect the happiness of the store manager!"

"Yes! Protect the store manager's happiness!" all the black-clad bodyguards claimed in unison.

If Sherlock knew that he could make such a big brain hole for the kind-hearted casino manager after just a few casual words, I don't know how he would feel.

And what no one noticed was that after Sherlock left, the surface of the Ace of Spades drawn by the Sorcerer actually rippled like a mirror, and then turned into a square tablet7......

It seems that it is all a matter of luck, but this is a joke in itself......

ps: Book friend group: three-six, three-four, zero-eight, zero-eight, one, question answer: Sherlock

I hope that loving book friends will come to irrigate ~ Xiao Ming thank you.