From second-hand cars to modified cars, Zhang Wei has become an expert. He boasted about driving this Santana for tens of thousands of kilometers around the country... Anyway, everyone believed it except Bai Song. After all, the car is here, and it is amazing to be able to drive a car from Shandong Province here.
While chatting, Bai Song also joined in the conversation. The people here were quite talkative and they told each other about the situation in the vicinity.
When he was in the small town and the county before, Bai Song was not comfortable asking casually, but now that he is here, some words are less taboo and conspicuous.
This village used to have hundreds of households. Later, a man who made a fortune in another place came back here, laid an Internet cable in the village, built some houses, and then more and more outsiders came to settle here. Without exception, these people are very rich, so some people spread the word that these people are all scammers online.
Whether these people cheated people online or not is unknown, it is just a rumor. But these people are rich, so the first supermarket, the first bath center, the first KTV... In short, after all kinds of supporting entertainment venues were built, a large number of locals were attracted to come here frequently. Of course, due to the scale, only people in the surrounding villages know about it. If you really talk about the county or even the city, basically few people know about it.
In addition, there are several gambling venues developed here, and it is said that each of them has a backstage.
"So awesome!" Bai Song pretended to be surprised. "I see, there are indeed many good cars here. I saw two Mercedes-Benz when I came here just now."
"What's a Mercedes-Benz?" A guy who came to get his car repaired in a Honda Accord snorted, "Let me tell you, I've also seen Bentleys in this village, and there are more than one. But there's an area inside that's walled off, and we can't get in."
"Bentley?" Bai Song said in admiration: "I've only seen it on TV."
"You have repaired so many cars, but you don't know how to learn from them." The Accord man pointed in a direction: "Over there, basically every morning around eight o'clock, there is a Bentley going out, and no one knows when it will come back. If you want to see it, squat on the side of the road at eight o'clock tomorrow morning and watch it."
"I'm just saying that. You can't really squat on the side of the road just to see a car," Bai Song laughed, already having a plan in mind.
Zhang Wei suggested going to a gambling place, and a few kind-hearted friends recommended a place that was not too shady and where the bets were relatively small. After all, Zhang Wei didn't look like a rich man.
After dinner, it was getting dark, and the two went straight to a gambling house. After entering the house, there was a porch where two men stood. They looked at Bai Song for a few seconds, then looked at Zhang Wei, and let him go at once.
After passing through this entrance, they first had to exchange chips. No cash was accepted here, which made Bai Song a little embarrassed. Zhang Wei didn't feel anything and exchanged chips worth 200 yuan.
The smallest amount of money that can be exchanged here is 10 yuan, and gamblers who have lost a lot of money always feel that they can turn the tables with another ten yuan.
After entering the place, Bai Song could see at a glance that there were three or four people guarding the place regularly, and there were seven or eight cameras. The two of them found a table at random, and not long after they sat down, they heard a quarrel in the private room inside.
"Are you here to cause trouble? Damn it, you just play one hand and then fold all night, are you kidding me?" A door was pushed open, and a man was pushed out by three or four people: "Get lost, don't come here to play."
This immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. Bai Song took a look at this guy and immediately felt a sense of familiarity.
The man was pushed out, and immediately two men surrounded him: "Do you have chips? I'll give them back to you, and don't come here again."
Those who had originally planned to watch the fun, after seeing this situation, realized that there was nothing exciting to watch, and turned their attention back to their own gambling tables.
Bai Song didn't look deliberately, but he could still see from the corner of his eye that this person was directly kicked out of the casino, and there was no so-called chip return process. Those nice words just now were probably said to these gamblers.
Zhang Wei didn't want to gamble, he just accompanied Bai Song here to hang out, acting like a stranger who came to travel. Zhang Wei was the leader, so not many people paid attention to Bai Song. After a while, all 200 yuan was lost. The two of them watched others play with interest and then withdrew.
The temperature in Nanxi Village at night is only about 5 or 6 degrees in this season. The casino felt very warm with the electric heater and air conditioner, but the cold wind outside made people want to go back to the casino.
The two of them then went around a few more shops, just as if they were traveling. It was already past nine o'clock. According to the car repairman, they were almost near the compound. This place was not as deserted as expected. There were seven or eight people sitting around a barbecue stall, and some of them were drinking beer happily.
Bai Song spotted the person who had just been kicked out of the casino and slowly walked over.
After ordering some skewers, Bai Song and Zhang Wei went straight into the room next door and found a place to sit. The people outside were still waiting for the barbecue, so they were not in a hurry.
"Why do you keep looking at that person?" Zhang Wei was a little curious, "Does this person look pale?"
"I feel like this person is a policeman." Bai Song nodded confidently: "When he was kicked out just now, I felt like he was a policeman."
"What does that mean? Are the police here going to arrest gamblers?" Zhang Wei was not afraid of any trouble.
"I don't know. It has nothing to do with us." There are some things Bai Song cannot talk to Zhang Wei about. He will leave by plane tomorrow afternoon, and it is not appropriate for him to meddle in other people's business here.
Bai Song was sitting there, looking at the barbecue stall outside, and his eyes almost popped out.
Senior Brother Wang Kai!
He actually saw Wang Kai from the Economic Investigation Bureau!
At this time, Wang Kai was dressed casually, wearing a mink coat and tight black pants. If Bai Song hadn't had good eyesight, he would definitely not have been able to tell that it was him. At this time, Wang Kai was followed by two people. One of them, if Bai Song remembered correctly, should be someone from the third casino they had just visited.
What was Wang Kai doing here? What was going on? Had the members of the special task force come over? Or was there another reason?
No matter what the reason was, Bai Song knew that this was not the time to meet acquaintances. He said something to Zhang Wei, packed up the things and took them back to the hotel, and then went out of the store alone through the back door.
After all, this is just a village with only a few roads, so Bai Song went back to the hotel alone.
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