Chapter 57 56. The target appears

This casino has only opened for a short time and has not yet installed monitoring equipment. The reason for the hasty opening may be that they are anxious to make money.I also asked Dezi, and Tokuko said that he was studying it and was about to pretend, but under the current situation, everything can only be done artificially to prevent someone from cheating.I took a look, and there were no two suspicious boys Tokuko described to me in the casino.According to him, one of the two men was in his 50s and the other was in his 30s. A short guy in his 50s, very stocky.The tall man, who is less than 30 years old, has a fit body.The two sat together as soon as they came, and they often argued with each other, so they were easy to identify.Before coming here, he said that he would not identify me and let me see for myself.

But I saw only two middle-aged women playing before 21 o'clock.The croupier on the stage was a young man, very energetic, he looked like a handsome young man.I wondered, those two women probably weren't thinking about gambling, were they?I didn't go over there to make trouble because I saw people picking up guys there, let's talk about the excitement.But I didn't see those two guys all afternoon.As for me, I didn't bet a single chip, just watched the excitement all afternoon. At almost 6 o'clock in the evening, I went to the restaurant on the second floor to have something to eat, and came back to continue my stroll.I kept walking until around 7:30, and at the table at 21:00, the two people Tokuko mentioned did not appear.Reluctantly, I had no choice but to stand on the periphery of the Baccarat and watch the fun, while I glanced outside to see if there were two people with such an image appearing in the venue.

After looking around, the two people were not there, and I was a little discouraged, so I had to continue watching the gamblers fighting on the baccarat table.Just as I was watching, Tokuko appeared on the other side of the gaming table, and his eyes swept over me inadvertently.He was across from me, and I noticed him as soon as I looked up.He raised his eyebrows, looked at a man at the table, pouted at me, and left.I followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man sitting there betting money, he was indeed a very solid man.Since he was sitting, he couldn't see the height.He has thick hair, a well-groomed face, and a pair of well-maintained hands manipulating chips.Could it be him?Why just himself?How did you play baccarat?I looked behind him again, and sure enough, there was a young man standing behind him, less than 30 years old, very capable, as if he was concentrating on studying the cards.When did these two people, whom Tokuko wanted my attention, come under my nose, but I didn't notice it at all, and went looking for it from a distance like a fool.

The target appeared so abruptly within my line of sight, I immediately became interested.You know, I have been waiting for them all afternoon, and the feeling of waiting is the most disturbing.Looking at these two people with cold eyes, I was still thinking about good things happily: If I catch it, I will have to smear my virtue: "You still help others train croupiers just like you? I will give you a big mouth. "Thinking of the scene where I was elated in front of Tokuko, I couldn't help secretly laughing. I pretended to be a pure spectator and watched the middle-aged man carefully from a distance.After watching many hands of baccarat, he found that there was nothing to study at all. He only bet two or three thousand dollars each time, and everything was bet according to the cards.Everyone knows that on a baccarat table with a difference of 50,000 between banker and player, there is basically no chance to check the cards with 3,000 chips, not to mention that he doesn't even move.Just move the chips occasionally, whether to go to the dealer or go to the player, it seems that other people's flops have nothing to do with him.He will never get angry because of which hand he won or lost, and he has a wooden face.

After staring at him for a while, I suddenly remembered that I had done a foolish thing. How could I look at other people's hands in baccarat? He didn't make money on this table, and he was just killing time.At that time, there were not many people in the whole hall, and it was sparse.Tokuko said before: They just played blackjack, and when they won, they took the money and left.Then what is he doing at the baccarat?Out of thousands?I don't see it.It seems that we have to wait for more people to play, and I guess I am right.I decided to take a stroll first, and then I said, people are coming, they are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?

I turned around and went to the rest room outside. When I saw the toilet, I went in for convenience.When I came out and saw all kinds of fruits on the table, I was not polite. I grabbed a banana and sat there to eat, and grabbed an apple to grind my teeth (just finished dinner).However, it seems that no one else has much interest in these fruits, and their minds are all betting.People come in and out very anxiously, for fear that if they go in late, the money will be won by others. Why was I not like this at the beginning? Which gambler is not like this? While nibbling on an apple, I looked carefully at the lounge.This lounge has doors on both sides, the left leads to the toilet, the right leads to the outside, and the middle three doors lead to the hall.A few waiters saw me sitting on the sofa munching on apples, and they all looked at me curiously. They probably rarely see people like me. How can gamblers see the fruits in the rest area?I was a little embarrassed by them, and deliberately weighed the chips in my hand, making a loud noise, indicating that I am a money gambler, not just to watch the excitement and eat apples.

But their stares made me uncomfortable.I also summed up: What is this called?I'm here for fruit?See them look at me like I've never eaten an apple.Then I thought again: Isn't the fruit here just for people to eat, what a shame?I was seen as a bit boring, yes, I was the only one in the lounge, who would they look at if they didn't look at me? After sitting for a while, the casino became more and more lively, almost everyone had entered, and I also walked into the lobby slowly.All the tables inside have already opened, I am not in a hurry, I chose a good observation point, and I can observe all the situations on the blackjack table.I stand on the edge of the screen that separates the baccarat from the other tables, and through the gap between the screens, I can see the situation on the blackjack table at a glance.I can see it clearly from standing there, and I don't think it is necessary to sit on the table at 21 o'clock to play, and I don't have to stand behind them to watch the excitement.Because the blackjack table is rectangular, after the croupier (banker) occupies one of the long sides, other players are on the side opposite to the croupier, and there are few people standing on the two short sides. Stand behind the gambler.This is an international practice. Almost all blackjack tables are like this. I have been to countless casinos, including the casinos in the Emperor of Korea and Macau. The pattern is like this.The screen is next to the short side of the blackjack table. Standing behind the screen, I can clearly see every move of the dealer and the players on the opposite side.

The middle-aged man seemed to have taken root on the baccarat table. He wandered around the two baccarat tables to watch the excitement.In a blink of an eye, it was past 9 o'clock, and there were more and more people, tall and short, fat and thin, and all kinds of people.I don't know where so many people popped up all of a sudden, most of them are interested in baccarat, the baccarat table is surrounded by water, there are only a few people at other tables, and some people play small bets to pass the time.Those who want to win money are all here for baccarat, and we Chinese all have a soft spot for baccarat, and we all think it is the fairest game.To be honest, I really don't know where the fairness of baccarat is.

The middle-aged man played for a while, stretched himself and stood up, pulled the person out from inside, handed the chips in his hand to the young man, and went to the lounge, apparently to the toilet.The young man strolled around seemingly casually, and stood in front of the 21 o'clock table. There are four people playing on the blackjack table, not much, 200, 500-notes.The young man leaned over and said something, probably telling everyone that he wanted to sit in the same door and asking for their permission.Those people also came to play often and knew him well, so they politely asked him to sit down.The young man took the position at the end door.It was time for me to go to work, so I dropped the apple core and hurried to the Baccarat screen, looking for an angle to look at it in all directions.