Chapter 62 61. Sour Flower Card

I hum and go back to the blackjack table, I have to try it again.There was no room left on that table, and I fiddled with the chips in my hand ostentatiously.The middle-aged man nodded politely to me, and I naturally stood behind him and watched the excitement. Once you have an idea in your mind, and then observe it, you will understand a lot.Comparing the posture of the croupier with his left hand holding the card shoe when he handed out the cards to the last door and the size of the dealer's hidden card, I can conclude that the key is indeed the flower card.Could it be that the flower cards really smell?I can't guarantee 100% yet.After all, I haven't touched the flower cards, and I can't taste them in front of them on the table.That would be stupid.If he follows this line of thinking, he can know what his hidden cards are.On the premise that he knows what his hidden cards are, he doesn't need to tell the people below him what his hidden cards are, he can just know them himself, and then make decisions based on what cards will appear in the card boots. signal.But how did he know if the cards in the card boots were flower cards? After all, he dragged the cards out of the card boots directly after spitting, so he didn't have a chance to taste them.

Am I missing some important detail?I cheered up, looked carefully for a while, and finally let me find the answer.It turned out that every time the croupier reached the last three cards, he stretched two fingers to his mouth, but only the middle finger was slobbered, not the index finger at all.Every time he stretched his finger down the cloth to draw a card, he used two fingers to go in together. According to the shape of his hand, it can be inferred that he used his index finger to lift the upper card, and his middle finger touched the second card below. The side of the card, and then the index finger drags the above card out and deals it out.This requires a period of time for the drool on the middle finger to dry up, so that the croupier's action of licking his finger becomes natural.At this time, the middle-aged man and the young man cooperated with him below, and they deliberately argued about whether to draw or not.The croupier drools again while he waits. Naturally, I notice he drools on his middle finger this time.If the cards have a smell, don't you know if the cards inside are flower cards?Sure enough, he immediately gave them the agreed signal with his left hand, telling them that if they didn't want the card, the dealer might bust, or told them that they should take the card out.Thinking of this, my heart became excited, beating "thumping", just like the feeling of holding hands with Xiaojie for the first time, my heart was beating violently.But there was no expression on my face, I have no conclusive evidence, everything is just my speculation, and it is still unknown what happened.

It seems that I have to find a chance to get a flower card to try.But such an opportunity is really hard to find.Anyone who has played blackjack knows that if someone busts, the dealer will take away the cards and chips directly.Even if it doesn't explode, there are only a few cards, and it is impossible to deal with it.Of course, you can't directly check their discarded cards.While I could do this, it would be alarming.There is another question here, how did their cards get smelly, and who else is an insider?I think I have touched their little tails, and I can't help but feel a little happy thinking about it.

I'm waiting for the chance to try flower cards.Time passed very slowly, and there was always no chance to steal cards. After waiting until 4 o'clock in the morning, the casino manager announced the end of the last party's cards. It seemed that there was no chance for that day.But I am not reconciled, still waiting there.It wasn't until after the cards were dealt out that the players packed up their chips to exchange for cash that I found a chance to make a move.I pretended to be tired and sat down at the table by the way.The croupier was picking up games and poker.I had nothing to say to chat with him, saying: "There are too many people changing cash, I have to wait, I have been standing all night." The croupier smiled and said to me: "Boss won today, congratulations."

While talking, he took out the unfinished poker from the card shoe, and prepared to throw it into the waste card box.I couldn't miss the opportunity, I hurriedly pushed the chips in my hand and said, "Can you please change them into whole chips for me? It's not a problem for me to hold them like this." Exchange the whole chip for me.I took the opportunity to grab the cards he put on the table and said: "This poker is very strange? It is wider than what we usually play, and the quality is so good." The croupier told me: "Poker is specially used for casinos." I said: "Then why don't you recycle it? It's a pity that you don't use it when it's so new." He explained to me: "This is the rule of the casino. Poker is only used once." The card was drawn to the top of the card, knocked it on the table deliberately, and said with a regretful expression: "It's a pity, can you give it all to me? I'll go back and brag, I have been in a casino, and I can still play." The croupier He smiled and said: "I can't give it to you, boss. The used up poker must be returned to the card room, which will be disposed of by the card room, and cannot be given to outsiders." At this time, he had already replaced my odd chips with The whole thing, put it in front of me and said: "Boss, please put it away." I put down the poker (in fact, I have already popped all the flower cards into my sleeves), and seeing that there are more than 800 loose chips, I just throw it away. give him.He said repeatedly: "Thank you, boss." I took these chips and waited in line at the outlet where the chips were sold. I watched the croupier pack up everything and enter the card room. bathroom.

This time I learned to be smart. I found a bathroom, locked the door, and tasted the back of the flower card I just stole. Damn it, it’s so sour!The back of the poker was actually sour. I didn't know what to use to apply it, but it was applied very evenly, and I couldn't see it at all. I just applied an area about one finger wide on the two upper and lower sides.Licking the back of every face card, I laughed like a fool in the toilet. Tokuko came at about 9 o'clock the next morning, and I was sleeping soundly at that time.Every day he came at this time like a ghost, asking me if I found out, and hurt me for a while to see if I didn't respond, and went to sleep in another room by himself.This day he was still the same old way (he had his own key), he didn’t care if I woke up or not when he came in, he just sat by my bed and asked me: “Sir, did you find anything?” I fell asleep and said: “I know they are How to do it, don't make noise, and I will tell you when I wake up." Dezi immediately got excited when he heard it, and dragged and dragged me into trouble, insisting on letting me talk.I just sat up reluctantly in my shirt and underpants, I haven't had enough sleep yet.Seeing him in a hurry is annoying.He asked me how I did it, and I stuck out my tongue to show him.He got a little hairy and immediately sat down on the sofa.Now that I think about it, my expression is really disgusting, just like the one in the movie who sticks out his tongue exaggeratedly in order to seduce others, no wonder he gets hairy.He kept saying, "Third brother, I'm not gay (we call homosexuals gays there)." I gave him a blank look and said, "Just like you, you're still gay with me? Get over it, I'll vomit first. Hurry up and go to sleep, go, go, I'm sleepy, I'll tell you when I wake up." But he insisted on letting me tell you.How can I tell him right away, I have to torture him.So I said in a nasty voice: "Don't let me sleep, right? Don't talk about it." Not to mention, it was really easy to use, and he immediately became honest.So I lay down again and continued to sleep, while he sat in a daze by himself.

But Dezi is a bad person, how can he let me sleep peacefully?He made a phone call in a while, and the voice was loud.Seeing that I still didn't respond, she sat on the side of my bed and watched me sleep.Who can sleep with such a person?Later, it really made him toss so badly that he didn't sleep at all, and got up to wash his face and brush his teeth.I'm still beautiful in my heart: boy, do what you want to do, I can hold you down.Dezi was not annoyed when he saw that I was acting up.He followed me wherever I went, and the third child yelled very affectionately. He always asked me with a straight face, "What do you want to eat, third child? I will prepare it for you right away." I said, "I want to eat Haihong "Haihong is a super-cheap shellfish in the northern coast, and no one wants to throw it all over the sea.But the taste is not bad, mainly because the output is too high, 5 cents a catty.There is a joke saying that when two people went to a restaurant to eat seafood, the owner said please eat Haihong, and the guest immediately turned his face.Because according to the local saying, Haihong is not called seafood.Dezi became anxious and said, "Old man, aren't you making things difficult for me? Where can I find Haihong here?" I asked him, "Didn't you say that you can get whatever you want? Are you farting?" He still had a hippie smile on his face. He kept grinding me down, not being able to beat or scold me.

After grinding for an hour, he even used the aggressive method, saying that I didn't catch him at all, and he was deliberately taking him.But I didn't follow that routine, so I asked him: "When did my third child tell you a lie? You tell it yourself." Now he knew I had caught him, and he started to grovel again. It is very disturbing to follow a long-winded person wherever I go. In the end, I couldn't stand being tortured by him, so I had to surrender, told him the whole thing, and then took out the poker for him to try.He got his wish, but he was happy, and hugged and shook hands with me.

When Tokuko knew that the croupier had passed away, he was a little depressed, because he had cultivated the croupier by himself.He was careless because the table hosted by the croupier had never lost money. The problem before us now, apart from how to expose it, is to figure out who tampered with poker.The poker is kept in a unified manner in the card room, and the croupier only picks up the poker at the beginning of the game.Who and How Sour Poker?In the end, we both agreed that the suspects in the card room were the most suspicious, and it was estimated that there were their accomplices there.I also observed it the night before, but in fact, I just glanced at it from a distance. In the card room was a girl with an average appearance and figure, who looked very quiet.Tokuko said he had to look it up.I said: "Zha Mao, everyone is kind, helping you win money in the casino, don't be ignorant of good people." These words made Dezi's face turn green with anger, and I was really happy to see it.