The sun sets, and the night is closed.

The barren and dry earth was shrouded in darkness.

But the city that never sleeps on the edge of the desert has just woken up from its "sleepy-eyed" state, and has begun to shine brightly, radiating infinite vitality and passion.

The white Blanco is parked in the free parking lot on Casino Avenue in the old town.

Dean looked out the window.

The surrounding high-rise buildings are resplendent in no way inferior to the stirp boulevard, and the flashing neon signs of the "CASINO" sign are like monsters with their mouths open, greedily sucking on the wealth of the world and devouring the wallets and credit cards of the weak-willed.

But now, there are quite a few such people, with a smile on their faces that is either novel, apprehensive, or full of ambition, and after a warm and friendly inspection by a bunch of bodyguards, they can't wait to go inside.

Dean sighed and looked at Paqui who was squinting in the co-pilot,

"Seriously, don't you think it's dangerous for us to come to a place like this?"

Dean originally considered acting alone and relying on mimesis to tie up a person in the casino, which was both safe and hidden, but the two had to follow him to the death.

"You're already an adult man, even the killers with AK-47s in Lake Mead, and you have knocked me over for one night, and you have helped the LVPD solve several cases that left them helpless. What am I worried about you? ”

Pa Kui shook his head and looked calm, only his tone was slightly sour,

This unreserved trust made Di An'an deeply reflect for two seconds, in the past few days, he shouldn't have hit this uncle in all directions and without dead ends, he should have let him win a few times in wrestling.

"But our actions are crimes!" Rust in the back row leaned his face and said a tangled word, his eyes swept to the bodyguard with a loaded gun at the entrance of the casino not far away, trembling nervously, and his heart was a little withdrawn.

"Do you really not understand or are you pretending to be confused? As long as there are no witnesses and no surveillance cameras, what crime is committed? Paqui taught the good student a lesson, "The most important point is, what is the purpose of our operation?" To save your poor mother Grace from the cheating casino brokers, it's for love and family! ”

Dean couldn't help but nodded, the bunch of crooked reasoning in the belly of this big man and three thick men made quite sense.

Rust shook his short light brown hair and grabbed the front seat with both hands.

"That's right! For Grace's sake, let me kill and I'll do it! ”

"Be quiet, do you want to provoke the police? It's eight o'clock in the evening, Scarface should be working in the casino, Dean and I'll go in with me, and as for you, stay in the car and help us keep an eye on it. ”

"I'm eighteen!" Rust's face was unwilling, but his heart was relieved.

In Las Vegas, people under the age of 21 are generally not allowed to enter the casino, but people between the ages of 18 and 21 can go in with an adult to "visit".

"I can only take one person, you have to stay and stare outside."

Paqui gave Dean a look as he spoke.

Dean straightened the collar of his suit and opened the car door, his slightly strong figure propped up the suit high, making him look more mature.

The two of them went straight to the spinach field.

The doorman checked his driver's license, asked about their relationship, and then gave Dean a special bryn bracelet for his age, who was in the gray area.

He was verbally warned that Dean could not drink alcohol or participate in any games after entering, and that he could only "sit on the sidelines", and that he could not stay inside for more than two hours, and that he must come out before ten o'clock in the evening.

It was then released.

After taking a few steps inside, Dean sighed,

"A small spinach restaurant in Las Vegas that is not in the flow is so heavily censored?"

"There are third-party surveillance cameras everywhere, so on the surface, all similar places have to obey the law," Paqui pointed overhead, good guys, at least five or six surveillance cameras are taking pictures of people, "but it's just pretending, they have a lot of tricks to take advantage of." ”

Dean stepped on the ornate carpet and entered the door, immediately refreshed.

From the outside to the indoor, the air is not dull at all, but becomes fresher.

And the light has changed from the harshness of the night and neon lights outside the house to a moderate brightness, neither too bright to tire the eyes, nor dimly to make people drowsy.

The interior of the building is more spacious than he expected, comparable to a medium-sized shopping mall.

In the entrance hall sat rows of criss-crossing slot machines, at least four or five hundred, and there were quite a few customers.

They put in coins and wait.

The dull sound of the machine and the clatter of coins were non-stop.

It's like a grand concert, inspiring onlookers to get involved and try their hand at both.

Dean frowned,

"Do you feel a little too excited?"

Paqui crossed her hands and smiled at him,

"Some establishments will arrange 'artificial oxygen concentrators' to work continuously, so that guests are always in a state of excitement, unconsciously hand after hand, and never leave."

Dean was taken aback and raised an eyebrow on one side, "You're not kidding, isn't this a crime?" ”

"What kind of law is committed, the rules of the casino naturally serve the casino, by the way, this light has also been specially adjusted, it is very comfortable, right, and your eyes will not be tired if you don't sleep all night."

Dean was silent.

The two of them walked through the slot machine and walked inside, and the eye-catching large carousel came into view.

A fanatical guest door surrounds a large turntable, and a beautiful woman with low-cut suspenders and mesh socks shows off her sexy body in 360 degrees without dead ends, while turning a large turntable.

Paqui explained the rules to Dean a little.

"This thing is not very technical, and it mainly relies on luck and beauty to attract attention."

Paqui said and looked with interest to the other side of the turntable, where a dancer in a bikini was showing off her sexy dance on a low stage, surrounded by a large crowd of guests with drinks and beers.

Paqui explained that customers are tired of playing and want to leave, and they will be attracted to beautiful women, rest, and then continue.

"Dean, why don't you just stay here and see the beauty? I went inside to find someone. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, keep going."

……

After the wheel, there are a variety of other games.

For example, the more professional blackjack and the flutter house.

Employees in these places are no longer dressed up hot, but have changed into professional striped shirts.

Moreover, the customers who participate in these games are significantly more professional than those of slot machines and turntables.

Most of them frowned, sipping coffee drinks and contemplating, looking like brain workers.

"Poker houses, the places are not directly involved, they only take a cut, and the customers play against each other."

These pro games have chip thresholds, but there are also almost free drinks and drinks, which are also alcoholic and much cheaper than those sold in the shops outside.

Pakui walked all the way, and his calm voice kept popularizing science,

"Vegas laws don't allow establishments to offer free alcohol, they keep prices to a minimum, let customers drink the cheapest alcohol, and when they get drunk, they lose their minds and control, and then those specially hired anglers will take advantage of it..."

"Anglers will pick drunken guests, or unsuspecting rookies, and invite them to join a game with a higher threshold, turning them into fish in a well-built pond."

Paqui continued to glance at the rows of VIP rooms with better privacy, and said the theory,

"At first, the anglers may let the fish eat a little bit of bait to give them a taste of the sweetness, but when the fish can't help but eat more and open their mouths wide, they will be bitten by the hook that the angler has set up in advance."

"The fish kept struggling, betting again and again, but it was hooked tighter and tighter, and kept shaking off the 'flesh' and scales on its body.

"When the fish are shaking, and they have lost all their money, the angler begins to reel in the rods, lift the fish out of the water, and capture them completely, so that they can sign a humiliating deed of sale and redeem themselves."

Dean is a very mature set of immortal jumping system.

"A drunken time may make these unlucky people bankrupt and lose themselves." Paqui admonished with a sigh on his face,

"Life is like a gamble, you can't lose a little, but you can't lose everything. Dean, if you lose, you will lose something, and if you can, don't touch it. ”

Dean nodded solemnly.

This thing is harmful.

In the last period of his life, when he was in college, some classmates played on the Internet, and finally lost his family's savings and house, and ended miserably by dropping out.

And I'm afraid I won't be able to quit in the future, and if I have money, I will touch it.

This addiction is not inferior to sucking grass, it is not shallow, and once it is trapped, it can return to normal life.

……

Pakui finished educating his nephew.

In order to facilitate the investigation and avoid being noticed, I deliberately changed a little chip, took a glass of juice, and drank it while observing and turning around the tables, occasionally throwing a few to try.

Dean, who had been with him, had accidentally discovered another use for his God's Perspective.

He previously fought and scouted only from the "God's perspective".

But in this kind of place, there is an awakening of a new usage.

God's point of view, you can observe the information of your opponent, and even the information in the dealer's hand, if the opposite side does not carefully press things on the table, he will have a clear view.

Five minutes.

Paqui took Dean to change the table,

"What's the matter with you kid? Is God possessed tonight? Paqui nodded his chips and his eyelids jumped in surprise, "You want to be kicked out so quickly to turn ten into a hundred?" ”

Establishments will never lose, and those customers who will only win, will be pulled into a permanent blacklist by them.

"Keep a low profile, understand?"

Dean touched his nose and nodded.

He hates spinach, which is also against river crabs and cannot be talked about.

……

The two of them went around the hall and tried out all kinds of projects.

Walking to the left corner of the hall, Dean's eyes lit up, and he patted Paqui and motioned for him to look over there—

The scar-faced man, Tegen Fran, was there, no longer dressed as a white vest truck hat, but as a tourist in a pale yellow shirt and jeans, but the scar on the bridge of his nose was still eye-catching.

He was pestering a female guest in her thirties, a woman with black hair, a delicate appearance, an elegant black close-fitting dress, a blush on her face, a slightly misty look in her eyes, and obviously a lot of alcohol.

"We've joined forces... Five-five points..."

"Don't say much... It's no problem to earn three or five thousand dollars a night..."

"Don't worry... I tried it in Atlantic City... A high-level place, much stricter than this one, no one found out..."

The woman's face was hesitant and resistant at first, but Scarface was indeed sharp and bragged.

The drunken woman unconsciously followed him through the crowded gaming tables, waiters, and halls, and walked towards the VIP room deep in the hall.

But when the two of them walked over to the table full of free drinks.

Dean, who was not far behind, suddenly tilted his head.

An invisible wind poured out of his body, through the hustle and bustle of the living room, and flew to the feet of the scar-faced man with a smile on his face and a flash of gleam in his eyes from time to time.

With a strange scream, the man's feet slipped inexplicably, his whole body lost balance, and he fell heavily to the side of the wine table, and he instinctively stretched out his hands and pushed on the table.

Bang dang!

The neatly stacked glasses were overturned to the ground by him,

Bang la blah.

Glass slag and hops splashed, and the liquor flooded the smooth floor like a flood that burst the levy, forming a pool of sparkling water.

The loud noise instantly attracted the attention of most of the customers in the vicinity, and they turned their faces to see the scar-faced man standing in place stupidly, looking at the soaked shirt and hands in confusion, and the obscene face was blue and white and funny.

Several waiters ran over to apologize, and by the way, arranged for people to clean up the garbage and debris.

"You go change your clothes first." The woman who had already been coaxed covered her mouth and smiled, but her eyes returned to clarity, "I'll go shopping casually." ”

"Carol, wait for me for ten minutes, I'll get to the car and change my clothes! Don't miss this opportunity. SCARFACE GLANCED AT ONE OF THE WAITERS AND ASKED HIM TO HELP CALM THE BIG FISH, AND HE TURNED AROUND AND WALKED QUICKLY OUT OF THE CASINO WITH A SMILE.

You have to hurry, or the cooked ducks will fly away!

Pa Kui turned the chips in his hand and followed slowly, muttering in a low voice, "It must be the blessing of the ancestors, which saved us a lot of effort." ”

"It's self-inflicted," a cold glint appeared in Dean's eyes, "even God has to clean him up." ”

……

Teegan Fran left the bright and warm room and rushed to the dimly lit parking lot, but the night wind blew outside, and the bitter cold made him shiver involuntarily.

The cold hairs on the back stand upside down.

It was as if there were several pairs of needle-like eyes peeping around.

He jerked around, and there was no one in the huge parking lot, only a bunch of quiet cars.

"Shet! Scare yourself! He spat on it, and the bloody fall just now made him suspicious.

After all, I have never encountered such a funny and shameful accident in the past ten years!

No, I'm going to have to play a few big squeeze tonight!

He thought of the woman's ridicule just now, and his eyes shot a sinister and fierce light, like a jackal.

He pulled out the keys and opened the door of his DeLoreaning car.

But in the next second, a huge force came from behind him and controlled him tightly.

At the same time, a pungent handkerchief covered his mouth and nose.

He struggled desperately like a drowning man, but the difference in strength was too great for him to resist.

As gas poured from his nose into his brain, his vision blurred.

Loss of consciousness.

……

The 1.9-meter-old man tied up the unconscious man, put duct tape on his mouth, threw it into the back of the car, took out his key and sat in the driver's seat.

"Good baby, DeLorean DMC-12, I haven't opened it yet, you can have a good time."

Paqui took the steering wheel and started the car.

Dean returned to his home Bronco, catching up with DeLoreen, who was driving by Paqui in front of him, from a safe distance.

"We're not going to be found out?" Rust in the back row looked shocked, he had just witnessed the whole process of the attack.

Clean, didn't make any noise, 100% veteran.

He began to wonder if Dean's uncle had been a kidnapper.

"Don't worry, it's all dealt with, today's matter, you know, I know, Pa Kui knows, there is no fourth person."

Outside the windows of the car with the windows raised, the gates of the parking lot, and the surveillance cameras along the way, the cables have long been broken by an invisible force.

Under the cover of night.

The two cars drove silently away from the glittering street and toward the dead silence of Lake Mead.

(End of chapter)