Chapter Twenty-Eight: Roulette (I)

About a minute later, Zhang Hui broke the silence: "Very good, 7 out of 8 chances, you won another game." ”

I saw Zhang Hui's eyes peeking out under the mask of the ghost head, staring closely at the man who had drunk the wine, his half-squinted eyes full of viciousness, but there was a hint of a smile in his voice.

But because of this, I felt a chill even more, because I deeply felt the resentment in Zhang Hui's heart, such as being in a cave deep underground, surrounded by thousands of poisonous snakes.

"One of the glasses on this table is poisoned wine?" I've seen through the tricks that Zhang Hui plays.

Zhang Hui retracted his gaze, stretched out a hand, dipped a little wine in one of the wine glasses, and wrote four words on the table:

【Punishment of Gambling】

"Of the nine glasses of wine on the table, one of them contains an absolute lethal concentration of cyanide, so every choice is a gamble that must cost your life - since you make a living by setting up gambling games to deceive people, of course you have to play the most exciting game with you." Zhang Hui picked up the glass of wine that had been dipped in his fingers, held it up to the light, and explained, "Don't worry, no matter in terms of appearance, color or smell, I guarantee that every glass of wine is exactly the same, and even I can't tell the difference." ”

It dawned on me that it was cyanide.

No wonder Zhang Hui only waited for about a minute just now, because after drinking the lethal dose of cyanide, the poison attack time was about one minute to one and a half minutes.

The cyanide will give off a strong bitter almond flavor, which even the heavier wines cannot hide, and Zhang Hui should have added special artificial spices to make each glass of wine indistinguishable in terms of color, light transmittance and smell.

"I'm not like you, I won't cheat - it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, the last glass of wine is reserved for me, as long as you choose all right, then this gamble can't be cheated."

As he spoke, Zhang Hui put the blood-red wine in the wine glass into his mouth, his throat stirred, and he drank it all.

But the face of the man sitting opposite Zhang Hui did not show the slightest hint of relief, he stared at Zhang Hui who had drunk the wine, and swallowed his saliva nervously - although he knew that there was little hope, he still hoped that the cup that Zhang Hui was drinking now was the only cup of poisoned wine.

I have seen a lot of this kind of gambler's demeanor, but the gambling games I have seen are only a few hundred thousand cash, and the way to gamble can only be seen in movies or in movies.

My mind moved: "It is said that there is a way to gamble on life in Russia, called Russian roulette. The gameplay is to use a revolver with 6 slots, put a bullet in one of the slots, quickly rotate the wheel, and snap it shut. Then the two people involved in the gambling take turns shooting themselves in the head, and within three rounds the winner is bound to be decided. What you are playing now can be regarded as another disguised form of Russian roulette - I guess, this man is the one who set up a game to cause you to lose more than 300,000 yuan in one night, right? ”

Zhang Hui has already revealed this in his words before, and I ask again at this moment with another purpose.

Zhang Hui didn't speak, only raised his left hand and looked at the watch on his wrist,

It takes about a minute for cyanide to reach the stomach and react with stomach acid and release cyano ions for maximum effect – and only for a brief period of pain, the poisoner will fall into loss of consciousness, cardiac arrest and eventually death, which can be regarded as a "lightning death" with very little pain.

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing." I nodded, turned to the man and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is Yoshimitsu, I am a spirit detective, and the koi fish in the south of the city are my brothers." For some reason, I'm tracking down this guy sitting across from you...... "I spread my hands," and anyway, my job now is to try to figure out how to settle this matter peacefully — you know what I mean? ”

When I said "koi", the man's eyes finally turned to me, and then his eyes slowly widened, and when I said the words "peaceful settlement", they opened to the maximum.

"I—I've heard of you...... Ahem-" The man's voice was hoarse, and his mouth was not very sharp, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he coughed dryly twice, and continued, "My name is Huanggang, and I am called Six Fingers - Stinky Fish on the road...... No, Brother Koi should have mentioned me to you, right? ”

As soon as I heard it, I was still an old acquaintance!

It's actually Li Yi's old rival, Six Fingers!

I glanced at his left hand resting on the table, and sure enough, as Li Yi said, there was a misshapen finger next to his left little thumb, a total of six fingers.

This guy covers several underground casinos on West Street, and he is also very powerful in the south of the city, Li Yi, this kid has been fighting with him for so many years, and he has never gained any upper hand...... The reason is actually very simple, a few casinos under people's hands, of course, are more profitable than your bars, "rich and powerful", these four words are not nonsense, and they are really the truth wherever they are.

This guy just opened his mouth and called it "stinky fish", and then changed his words, this sentence "Brother Koi" is called, but it is completely against his will.

Of course, I don't want to dwell on those small details, not to mention the current situation of burning eyebrows, I replied: "It turned out to be Brother Six-Fingered, who has long been famous, but I have never met, I really didn't expect to meet on such an occasion - it can be regarded as a kind of fate." ”

Six Fingers nodded, and reluctantly smiled at me that was uglier than crying.

At this point, I've sorted out the whole thing.

Zhang Hui must have lost the crucial more than 300,000 yuan in the casino of Six Fingers back then, this is a big picture, and Six Fingers is estimated to have ended up in person, but Six Fingers, this bastard, will he do less things that hurt nature and reason over the years?

Winning or losing a gamble of more than 300,000 yuan may not be a great thing in his six fingers, and of course he will not have any special memories - plus these big brothers on the road live a life of drunken dreams and death, singing songs every night (of course, Li Yi, who is poorer than the boss, can't live this kind of life), he has long been hollowed out by wine, and his memory is not very good, and this is what the nobles refer to.

However, in Zhang Hui's view, the source of all his own tragedies was due to the gambling of that night.

When he realized that he was actually set up and had no chance of winning, he was naturally full of hatred and vowed not to forgive Six Fingers for what he did.

But in my opinion, everything is Zhang Hui's own fault, and in his tragic story, the only thing I feel sorry for and sympathize with is "Xiaoli" Xu Liqing.