Chapter 170: Las Vegas (7)

The air in the casino was fresh, and Beelzebub knew that every once in a while, fresh pure oxygen would be pumped from the ventilation ducts into the almost airtight floors - there were no clocks in the casino, no windows to perceive the passage of time, only artificial light sources and breezes, which had been repeatedly tested by physiologists and psychologists to make them only invigorating, exciting, and cheerful—the state that the owners of the casino needed them to maintain so that they would get carried away with gambling one handful after another. In the shouts of excitement and the murmur of disappointment, he unconsciously lost all his possessions.

"Now they don't do that," Sasha said, "at least most casinos have learned what it means not to 'dry up'." "Nowadays, the waiters of Paradise (referring to the people who gather around the tables to exchange chips and deliver drinks to the guests) and the bookkeepers, the managers will try to remind the guests when they have lost too much and signed too many IOUs, or increase the alcohol content of the drinks, and consciously make them leave the table and go back to their rooms to sleep—twenty years ago, casinos would have been happy to see bankrupt gamblers who lost at the tables staggering out the door to commit suicide, but in the 21st century, when the law is becoming more restrictive and thoughtful, Such a bad reputation only encourages the legislators who have the power to introduce and push legislation in a direction that is not in their favor, and this is directly related to the future of the former, so no amount of money can be expected to make them benevolent, and casino owners are starting to become smarter, and they are showing a tax-paying attitude, often donating large sums of money to charities, opening up other amusement projects besides gambling, buying newspapers and media as mouthpieces - bankruptcies and unnatural deaths will be suppressed in the first place, Even if it has nothing to do with gambling – a customer who loses money on his first gamble will receive a lucky card with which he can get a free steak meal or ticket to a show; Some do not heed advice. The hapless man who insists on exhausting the last bit of effort at the table will receive an envelope containing a fifty-dollar bill and a free ticket so that he can at least go home.

"Be a gambler, not a gambler." Hopkins Jr. said: "Their new slogan. ”

The number of guests in the casino has gradually increased, those who have gambled all night and are now recuperating in their rooms, those who have taken a delicate dip in the open-air bath, or finished a game of golf and tennis in the bright sun, or those who have enjoyed the free service of the casino, men and women, have arrived and are ready to have a good time, the cards sliding on the flannel that is as fluffy as the grass. Ivory balls jumped vividly in the black and red grids, the seats in front of the baccarat screen were filled one after another, and the sound of playing cards was endless. Except for the casino guards sitting high on the ladder and the partially empty dealers and dealers, no one noticed Greeneye** and the young boy beside him.

Two difficult little guys, ** said in his heart, it was not that he had not received minors before, but whether it was Bisandi or Hopkins. Their performance can be described as flawless - they have not tried to bribe or beg ** to find a place where they can "play", even if the red-haired Judas has hinted at it before, and they have not shown any interest, listlessness, or even great praise because they can't participate in any of these activities - he feels a little silly about his explanation.

"Let's find some use for these chips." **Say. He took them through the entire casino, where a resplendent direct elevator took them up to eight floors, one of the largest rides in Las Vegas. It is important to note that there is a special point. Most of the games here can be spent directly with chips.

Beelzebub stopped in front of a claw machine and knocked on the glass, "Look, Sasha." "This machine is very similar to the Mac machine downstairs. The surface is painted with heroes from various cartoons, and the four corners are decorated with colored lanterns. There is a coin slot about 20 inches from the ground, 5 yuan at a time, above is the joystick, above is the display shelf surrounded by glass on three sides, different from the ordinary claw machine, there are rows of white display shelves in it, not plush toys, not Barbie dolls, but mobile phones worth 600 yuan to 800 yuan, "How likely do you think?" ”

"Very low." "But there will always be people who will give it a try," Sasha said. ”

"That's right." There were a couple of boys about their age gathered in front of a machine, one of them was throwing chips, and the machine was playing a rhythmic music (like the theme song of some sci-fi series), the boy's face was tense, his cheeks were flushed, and beads of sweat were on the tip of his nose, he wiped his hands on the placket of his shirt, grabbed the joystick, left, right, down, okay, grabbed, the gripper slowly rose and moved towards the exit, and the boy stared at it intently—the gripper stopped, and what it was holding shook slightly, The boys let out a deafening shout together: "To the right! To the right! To the right! While still waving his fist, the grip loosened, and the beautifully packaged, smooth-surfaced prize fell straight down, first touching the edge of the exit, and then bounced, and fell crookedly to the left, not to the right, and the boys lamented, and the boy who threw the chip angrily knocked on the transparent glass, as if that would shock the nearby prize.

The music of the machine stopped, the boys exchanged ears, and another boy pulled a hundred dollars of red chips out of his pocket, and the service desk was less than three feet away, and they ran over and exchanged it for twenty black chips. It is worth mentioning that two of the boys remained in place, guarding the machine.

"It's exactly the same." Beelzebub said. They are still children, but their expressions, thoughts, and behaviors are no different from the gamblers downstairs.

"Seemingly low-hanging fruit and success are rarely given up." Sasha said that he walked over to the machine, ignoring the wary gaze of the two boys, and carefully examined the contents of the machine, the prize of this machine was not a mobile phone, but it was more rare and precious than a mobile phone—the newest, thinnest, lightest, and most functional handheld of the year, and he and Beelzebub had one in their suitcases, which had been sent by Bepp, and the price was about four thousand Wu Bai Yuan. The box is made of plexiglass, with rounded corners and a smooth and sturdy surface – the grippers have not left a single trace on it.

"It's easier to catch an electric eel with your bare hands than this." Beelzebub said, his voice a little lower than a normal whisper, and his heavy head rested on little Hopkins' shoulder.

"Who knows," Sasha said nonchalantly, "the lucky one might be born in the next second." He raised a hand, grabbed Beelzebub's ear, and pulled him away: "The last thing Las Vegas lacks is miracles. ”

The boys returned, and Beelzebub and Sasha took a few steps back to get out of the way.

"This kind of claw grabbing machine really doesn't live up to its name." Its top prize even surpassed a jackpot.

"But under Las Vegas law, it's a claw machine." Say, "You don't want to try it?" In ......" he lowered his voice slightly: "After two jacks in a row? ”

"I don't think I've got enough luck left to deal with an electric eel," Beelzebub said, "and you don't have a real claw machine here?" Old Andreana had a little hobby, she liked all kinds of stuffed animals and dolls, so almost every young man who "went out to work" would bring her one or two when she returned to Poseidon Island, and piled up a room, and she named each doll, but because of the last explosion and fire, they were all reduced to ashes along with the old house, and Beelzebub had bought her two teddy bears and a Barbie with a crown in Grande, but that was obviously not enough.

"Absolutely." ** Tossed the chip bag in his hand, and the chips rattled in the bag.

He took Beelzebub and Sasha around in a small circle, and several pink claw grabbers stood quietly under the colorful lights, and the prizes inside were real Barbie dolls and teddy bears.

"What do you think is better?"

"The one standing at the top, in a black gauze skirt." Sasha smiled a little eeriely: "Look at your luck, dear Beelzebub, if you can catch it, old Adriana will be glad to receive this gift." ”

"Uh, okay." In fact, Beelzebub thought that Barbie in the wine-red evening dress was cuter, but many painful experiences in the past had taught him to still believe in Sasha. Hopkins was good, anyway, he didn't want to see old Andreana think she was being pranked.

Cast a chip in Beelzebub and stepped aside to wait.

The doll standing at the top seemed to be the most difficult to grasp, Beelzebub had good eyesight and control that ordinary people could not match, but he still failed several times, and on the eighth time, he manipulated the gripper to knock the doll down, and then hooked her hair with the gripper on the twelfth, and Barbie staggered close to the exit...... In the end, it unfortunately fell into the gap between the exit and the glass case.

Somewhere it drops, it's almost impossible to get it out, unless Beelzebub is willing to use abilities for a Barbie, for example, to turn his finger into a noodle machine and stick it into a claw machine...... Beelzebub thought he wasn't so naïve that he was ridiculous—just a doll he could buy a dozen on the shopping street.

When Beelzebub announced that he had given up, he was keenly aware of the relief that **.

"I said, what's wrong with him?"

"It's nothing," Sasha said with a gentle smile, "He's just a little nervous, anyway, you almost caught five hundred and fifty thousand yuan." ”

"What?!"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the brainchild of Mattel and designer Uri — the necklace she wears around her neck, well, it's a real diamond necklace, a one-carat pink diamond, white square diamonds, sold two years ago for 550,000 yuan."

"Oh." Beelzebub muttered, "I really regret it now. ”

(To be continued)

PS: Done.