Thriller Paradise Chapter 1088: The field of gambling (below)
"Think about it carefully... When challenging Mr. Jing, he chose the desktop, but to deal with that third-rate... he shouldn't have to cheat." Jin Mian said sadly, "and I challenged him. At that time, he didn’t think about changing the table... But, looking at it now, including this one... He has already had three duels on the same table."
He looked at the referee's meticulous, almost expressionless face, half covered by sunglasses, and then looked at Brother Jue again.
"In launching the initial challenge, although he seemed to choose the table closest to him casually, but in the final analysis... Isn't it up to him to decide where he stands? Say... The actual situation is probably that he found the one he bought from among the many referees, and then deliberately slipped to the vicinity of the table where the referee was, and then challenged." The more Jin Mianchou thinks about it, the more he feels that his reasoning is reliable. "He used the dramatic way of'turning a straw' to select the challenged, but also to cover up this fact; at the time when no one was willing to stand up for a duel, his actions would undoubtedly make people around him I was amazed at the fact that he'even his opponents can be randomly selected', thus ignoring the two points that'the table is also chosen by him' and'this table is probably not randomly chosen by him'."
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Just as Jinmian was thinking about it, a rush of buzzing interrupted his thoughts.
"The feedback time limit is up, sir." The referee's cold voice came immediately, "The overtime penalty is 1% of the upper limit of the holding gold at the beginning. In addition, the next thirty-second timer will start immediately..." He After that, he looked at Jin Mianxian again and pointed to the timer, "Next time the fine is 2%, please pay attention."
"This..." At this moment, Jin Mianxian realized afterwards that he had wasted too much time thinking about things; he had been in his life. For the first time he felt...not enough time to think.
This is a situation he has never encountered before...
Jin Mianchou is a very good person, an "elite" in the true sense.
His family background is not good, but it is also quite substantial. He has never been to a public school since he was a child. In any group are outstanding existence.
There are inherent advantages in top-notch academic performance, top-notch athletic ability, and even appearance.
When he was a student, he was always tied to words such as cadres, representatives, and specialties. Or, we can put it more directly, he is the legendary "child of someone else's family."
Before graduating from college. He has obtained an oer from a well-known company and has become the youngest senior manager in the company's history in the sixth year after entering the company.
He is a standard life winner. He hardly knows what setbacks are, because he never fails.
Getting compliments, winning victory... is a matter of course for him; he is also very happy to be bathed in the envy and admiration of others.
In his opinion, the mediocre people who appear in his life are some humble "dragon sets", and he... is like the "protagonist" of this world.
Until... the year when he was thirty-two...
A month ago, Jin Mianchou had a disagreement with his superior on a certain project. He was so conceited that he was self-conscious... he chose to ignore the opponent's persuasion. Force your choice.
As a result... he was defeated and caused a huge loss.
This gap, on his own... even if he is bankrupt, he can't make up for it; however, if he can get an eight-figure amount of liquidity, then he still has ways to mediate and remedy it, at least very much. For a long time, no one will notice his behavior.
So, he appeared on this ship today...
Today he also thinks as always. I am the "protagonist" here.
But... the nightmare reality gradually made this person who had not experienced the ups and downs of life sobered up.
And the name of "reality" is Feng Bujue.
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"Hurry up and write." Seeing that the other party was still hesitating, Brother Jue smiled and pressured him, "What? Isn't it enough to send me 1,000 dollars? If it is overtime, it will be 2,000."
"I... I protest!" Jin Mianshou suddenly turned around. He shouted at the organizer at the railing on the second floor.
His howl not only attracted the attention of the organizer, but also caused many people in the main hall to look at him.
"Ha..." The organizer opened his mouth and let out a sigh, then stood up, looked at the other side, and said, "What are you protesting against?"
"Your people were bought by him! They partnered for a thousand!" Jin Mianchou shouted to the organizer. One side raised his finger to the man in suit and sunglasses and Jue brother beside him.
When he said this, the referee was also taken aback and didn't know how to react.
"Haha..." But after Feng Bujue heard the words, he spread his hands and smiled, "Look at your little virtue of'letting a report to the teacher'...Tsk tusk~"
His taunt this time has no practical significance, but...he just likes...
"My man... was bought by him?" Two seconds later, the organizer responded with a smile, "Why do you say that? Do you have any evidence?"
"This is the proof!" Jinmian snorted with sorrow, and held up the paper in his hand.
"What happened to this paper?" the organizer asked.
"He guessed 1a5b in the first round!" Jinmian sorrowed back.
"Oh..." The organizer replied feebly, "So what?"
"So?" Jin Mianchou's tone of speech has changed, "So they must have joined together to cheat!"
"He...hehe..." After hearing this, the organizer shook his head and laughed dryly.
Almost at the same second, Feng Bujue laughed in the same way.
"What are you laughing at?" Jin Mianshou felt that the atmosphere was not right, and his voice was lowered.
"Who stipulated...I can't guess 1a5b in the first round?" the organizer asked.
"Who decides again... If you guessed 1a5b in the first round, it must be a thousand?" Feng Bujue also asked.
"Absurd!" Jin Mianxian shouted, "If it weren't for a thousand, how could it be possible to guess all six numbers in the first round?"
"So... did you see or see through his tricks?" the organizer asked.
"I..." Jin Mianchou didn't answer this question directly, "The trick is to cooperate with the referee! The referee must be in a place where I can't see... For example, in a blind spot... Tell the crow man!"
As soon as this statement came out, the referee instinctively tried to explain himself, but after looking up at the organizer, he swallowed the words after all.
He knows...in front of the organizer, justification is superfluous; the act of "justification" itself. It is a question of the sponsor.
"No, he didn't." The organizer said, already operating a few times on the tablet in his hand, and called up the monitoring screen of the table Feng Bujue and Jin Mianchou in the past few minutes. He also showed it in a quick-release format. “From the picture captured by this lens, it can be seen that he hardly made any movements. No matter his hands, feet, shoulders... are very stable, even the trembling of his lips or No gestures like fingers."
"This..." Jin Mianxian saw this. He said again, "The crow man cheated by other means! The referee either didn't see it, or was bought by him...pretend not to see it!"
The organizer spit out another sip from his mouth, took the mysterious drink at hand, sipped it lightly, and then said, "Let me sort out my thoughts..." He paused. "You accuse my subordinates of helping others, but you can't produce evidence at all, nor can you tell the exact method; and your only basis is... the answer given by the other party in the first round."
Even Jin Mianshou knew from these words that he was at a loss. He hurriedly said: "No! There are many other signs..." He pointed to Feng Bujue again, "He... just when I finished writing the answer, he said, "That's it, it's these few numbers." Ah, that's the case! And he only declared seven rounds! These are all signs of cheating!"
"A sign..." The organizer sneered, "Huh...This is an interesting statement." He looked at Brother Jue and asked, "Mr. Crow, how do you explain it?"
"Psychological tactics." Feng Bujue returned four words concisely.
"Did you hear?" The organizer said again to Jin Mian.
"He...this..." Jin Mianshou didn't know what else to say. After all, he didn't have evidence that it was a flaw.
However, Jin Mianshou didn't want to let the duel go on...because he had already determined that Brother Jue had cheated in his heart; take a step back and talk about it. Even if Brother Jue didn’t cheat, he would have been 1a5b in one round, and guessing the answer within seven rounds might be extremely high. That is to say... Jin Mianchou couldn’t persist until the eighth round before surrendering; and once that 100,000 Ante loses. He was eliminated directly.
"Then...this round is not counted!" Jin Mianxiu continued, "I want to start again! And another referee." He rushed to the organizer again, "Huh...how? In order to prove the fairness of the duel. Sex, I don’t think you will refuse..."
"Okay~Okay~ I see." The organizer interrupted the opponent and said to the man in the suit beside him, "Do it."
"Yes. Master." The man in the suit responded.
Before speaking, the strong man who was nearly two meters tall jumped out from the railing on the second floor that was several meters high.
His aura seemed like a tiger descending from the mountain and a dragon rushing into the sea.
After crashing to the ground, the big man rushed to the cart where Brother Jue was in within five steps, and grabbed Jin Mianshou's shoulder with one hand.
"Ah" Jinmian screamed sorrowfully.
But before he could call out the second syllable, he was backhanded to the ground by the opponent with a set of extremely skillful and powerful grasping skills.
"You...what are you doing!" Jin Mianshou, who was on the floor with his mask, yelled. He tried to resist, only to find that he was stepped on by an elephant, completely unable to move.
"You've been'completely defeated'." The big man in suit b continued, "Leave here with me."
"What! What are you talking about?" Jin Mianchou shouted louder, "Sponsor! What's going on? Please explain!"
"Xiudou, are you?" At this time, the organizer had sat down again and played the tablet leisurely, "Ask me what is going on? Don't you understand the rules of the gaming table?"
"Wh...what's the rules?" Jin Mian continued with trouble.
"The rule is..." At this time, Feng Bujue replaced the organizer and said to Jin Mian sorrowful, "Those who come out of the world will chop their hands and feet, and they will fill their lives directly."
Jin Mianxian heard this, really frustrated: "I...I didn't pay a thousand! It's clearly you..."
"It's the same for falsely accusing the other party of offering a thousand without showing any evidence." In the next second, the organizer said again. "You might as well think about it, if what you say is true, how will my subordinates be treated?" He raised his finger to the referee. "The world of gambling. It's not the kind that allows you to point. When someone else’s nose shouts a thousand words, you can stay out of the way..." He shook his head, "There is no conclusive evidence, no current ability to catch people, and no awareness of the consequences...you dare to speak up. Said the other party'must be a thousand'..."
The organizer immediately slapped the railing in front of him, and shouted out in a stern tone for the first time: "Do you think this is a kindergarten playroom? Do you dare to ask for a reopening? I want to prove the fairness of the duel. "Sex'?" He waved his arm and pointed, "If it weren't for a lady to be there. Two minutes ago, I had someone slap your **** out!" He paused for half a second, and shouted to the man in the suit, "He You signed the'protection contract', right? Drag me out immediately!"
"Yes!" The big man in a suit took orders, moved his knees against Jinmian's spine, lifted the guy up and left.
"No...don't!" At this moment, Jin Mianchou finally knew that he was afraid, but begging for mercy...it was undoubtedly too late.
"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, at this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly said, trying to call B in the suit.
It's just... the man in the suit doesn't have any reason. As if he hadn't heard it at all, this guy used his steel-barreled arms around Jinmianshou's neck and dragged it out.
"Wait." Two seconds later, the organizer said again. This time, the man in the suit stopped.
"Mr. Crow, do you have any comments?" the organizer asked.
"No, no, I just...I have a few more words to explain to Jin Mianchou." Feng Bujue said, taking a step forward and came to Jin Mianchou's.
The latter's expression at the moment is almost the same as the mask he is wearing.
"Wu...Mr. Crow..." Jin Mianshou cried. Said to Brother Jue, "You help me intercede! I will give you three...no...fifty thousand!"
Brother Jue ignored the other party's begging for mercy and said to himself: "Do you want to know, why can I guess 1a5b in the first round?"
Jin Mianshou was stunned by the question. Replied dumbly: "Why... why?"
"It's actually very simple..." Feng Bujue said, "I guessed it."
"That's impossible!" Jin Mianshou replied almost instinctively.
"No, that's easy." Brother Jue said, "First of all, you must have written 1, which is what I'see'. Because when writing the number 1, the movement of the pen is very obvious, I can be sure, There must be a '1' in the answer.
"Secondly, you must have also written 8 and 9, because you know that my guessing habit is to start with six 0s and then delay. If 8 and 9 are not included in the answer, it can save me a round; At least before I made the'seven rounds' declaration, your idea is reasonable.
"And then, I just guessed it simply...
"Due to work reasons, I have done research on many puzzle-solving-related things. I have seen it in a piece of information from the 1990s... When people write random numbers, the three most commonly written The numbers are 3, 5, and 8. Although I am not sure about the reliability of the information, I guess anyway. I don’t have to'confirm' anything. Furthermore, the numbers he wrote in the previous confrontation between me and Mr. Jing These three numbers are also included in it, which is also a kind of proof in a sense.
"In short, so far, I have the five numbers 13589.
"Next... I considered the'repetition number'. Adding a repetition number will increase the confusion of the answer. You know this very well. I think you will not let it go, but where will this repetition number be? What about one? If you refer to the order of my guessing...then choose 9 is the best, which will ensure that I will not test out all six numbers until the ninth round.
"So, I wrote 135899, which is the origin of this answer."
"No..." Jin Mianxian stammered, "...No! You lie to me! It can't be such a coincidence! The reason for guessing 1, 8, 9, 9 is still valid, but 3 And 5..." He swallowed, "With your guessing method, the probability of guessing more than four is very high, but if you win all of them..."
"I didn't plan to guess all of them." Feng Bujue said, "My original plan was to'guess four or five numbers in the first round.' As long as this is done, my plan will be It's already a success."
These words, like a sharp arrow, passed through Jinmian's heart, causing the blood flow throughout his body to stagnate.
"You...you didn't intend to complete this duel..." After several breaths of thought, Jinmian murmured.
"You finally understand." Feng Bujue answered calmly, "As I said before, you are a'second-rate'. The difference between third-rate and second-rate is... the former is too poor in ability, while the latter is self-righteous. Therefore, compared with the third-rate, the second-rate is more likely to be'embedded in ideas'." He shrugged, "To tell you the truth, I...never planned to cheat, I just gave you through the'previous performance'. A cognition of'I must have cheated.' And in a hurry, you made a reaction of'finding your own way'."
When Jin Mianchou heard this sentence, he realized something: "Difficult...Could it be! When you played against Mr. Jing, you were already..."
"Yes." Brother Jue smiled, "At that time, I had already completed the'layout'; asking the referee in public about the question of'cheating' was to consider... in the subsequent duel, I might encounter Some opponents who are very good in the field of computing. At this time, I buried in the opponent's heart... "As long as you don't get caught, you can pass the level safely." This shadow has become my invincibility in psychological warfare. The sharp edge."
Consternation, despair, fear, unwillingness...
Feng Bujue's ideas flowed quietly in the air, and he made Jin Mianmei experience a complex and unspeakable sense of frustration.
After a moment of silence~IndoMTL.com~ Jin Mianshou spoke again: "One day, I will be back...Five years or ten years...I will start from paying off my debts and starting again! At that time, I will be at the gaming table...return to you..."
"Huh...It's really naive." Feng Bujue sneered and interrupted, "'One day'? Gradually get used to failure..."
As he said, he put his hands in his pockets, and took two steps back: "It's like the mentality you had when you challenged me...'Because I'm not sure if I can have an advantage in the next game, I want to be here. A game to solve the potential formidable enemy first seems to make sense at first glance; but the world of gambling is always unreasonable. People lose everything for inexplicable reasons, and even die...it is gambling. You. This kind of calculation, this kind of "put yourself in a safe place as soon as possible" plan...It will not work here. Not only will it not work, it will also make you ruin."
At this point, Feng Bujue turned around and walked away slowly: "There is no one who has actually sat on the gambling table, but he is confident and thinking about winning... It's ridiculous. You still go back to yourself. Go to a familiar field and pay for other wrong decisions in your life." (To be continued.)
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