The early morning sunlight poured in through the blurry glass. The mottled light and shadows swayed slightly as the wind blew and the trees swayed. The moist and crisp air after the rain seeped in through the half-open window.
Shen Kong's eyelids moved and he woke up.
He raised his head and rubbed his aching forehead, then stood up.
Suddenly, pain spread along the meridians and bones, and the whole body seemed to be run over by a car. Shen Kong couldn't help but let out a soft "hiss", which was a bit novel for a moment.
You know, it has been a long time since he last felt the soreness after excessive exercise.
He looked up at his narrow room, only to see that the room was empty, the water stains on the floor had all dried up, the quilt on the sofa was neatly folded, including the dry towel he had handed to Han Li, which was folded into a square and placed neatly on the quilt.
Shen Kong's eyes sank slightly.
He didn't even notice Han Li's departure - probably because he had just changed bodies, his vigilance seemed to be much less strict than before.
Shen Kong stood up, stretched his sore and stiff limbs, and moved his neck, his spine and bones making a creaking sound as they stretched.
He sighed—
It seems that improving physical fitness is imminent.
At this moment, Shen Kong's eyes were attracted by a dark box on the table. He was stunned for a moment, walked to the table, stretched out his hand and opened it.
There was a brand new mobile phone lying in the box, with smooth and flowing metal shell and glass screen shining in the light. Chen Kong didn't recognize the brand, but he could tell it was custom-made and it was obviously worth a lot of money.
——It seems that this kid is quite grateful.
He played with the phone in his hand for a while as if it were a novelty, then put it into his pocket with a clear conscience.
According to Chen Kong's philosophy of life, there is no service without a price, and as a top figure in the industry, his asking price is very high. If it weren't for this "Correcting Three Views Studio" threatening his life, Chen Kong would not bother to do these useless jobs.
——But it’s also nice to get a little extra income.
Shen Kong blew a long whistle, put his hands in his pockets, staggered into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.
As expected, the refrigerator was empty, with only a few yellowed and wilted vegetable leaves lying on the bottom layer and an opened box of milk.
Shen Kong wrinkled his nose in disdain, slammed the refrigerator shut, then took out his new phone, inserted his old phone card, and checked his bank account with his current identity:
123.3 yuan.
At this moment, the system, which had been silent since last night, spoke in his ear:
"Correctional officers are asked to exercise caution and not do anything that could be linked to the previous temporary identity, such as withdrawing bank card deposits from the previous identity."
I don’t know if it was Shen Kong’s illusion, but the system’s calm tone emphasized the last sentence a lot.
He groaned in frustration, put his phone in his pocket, and complained in his mind: "Why? That was obviously the money I earned honestly!"
system:"……"
...That's the reward for the kidnapping mission target!
It couldn't help but gnashed its teeth in its straightforward mechanical voice: "After the correctional officer leaves, the temporary identity will be returned to the original owner, and any behavior that can implicate the correctional officer with the previous temporary identity will increase the risk of exposure of the studio. Once the existence of the studio is known to anyone, they will be ejected from the world in the book by the world track, and the host's points will be reset to zero, and the real body stored in the studio will be destroyed."
Seeing that his life might be in danger, Shen Kong sighed and reluctantly gave up the idea.
At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, opened his phone again, and started searching online:
Where is the biggest casino?
The system saw Chen Kong's search, but was too lazy to say anything. It pondered deeply on what had happened to it that it was assigned to such a difficult correctional officer, and at the same time, exhausted both physically and mentally, it returned to its previous state of pretending to be dead.
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The lights are brilliant under the high European dome, the glittering crystal chandeliers hang low in the air, and the huge red velvet decorations pour down on the ground like flowing water. White and gold are the main colors of the entire casino, which looks luxurious and gorgeous under the bright and dazzling lights, as if the air is filled with the atmosphere of decadence and extravagance.
This is the largest legal casino in the entire city of B. No matter what day it is, it is always crowded.
Among the bustling crowd, there are people dressed in gorgeous clothes and those wearing simple cloth, but the same expression flashes in the corners of everyone's eyes and brows - the desire for money and opportunities, whether subtle or obvious. This emotion is deeply engraved in the lines on everyone's face and hands, and evaporates in the warm and fragrant air.
Shen Kong walked in leisurely from the door.
Fortunately, Cheng Chen started school relatively late, turning 18 in his second year of high school. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to walk in so blatantly.
He walked towards the depths of the casino without looking around, but before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped by a waiter standing by.
The waiter had a formal smile on his face, but there was a hint of contempt in the depths of his eyes. He bowed and said:
"Hello, sorry, there is a limit on the number of chips in the venues further inside. The minimum is 100,000."
Shen Kong looked down at his washed-out jeans and the torn canvas shoes on his feet, and immediately realized what was going on.
He himself had never had this kind of worry before, and he always went directly to the place with the highest stakes. This time he suddenly became penniless, so he really did not think about the chip limit this time.
Shen Kong gave him an understanding smile: "Thank you very much."
After saying that, he turned around and left neatly, staggering towards the slot machines and blackjack table.
Looking at Shen Kong's back, the smile on the waiter's face collapsed instantly. He raised his hand to adjust his crooked bow tie, and contempt overflowed from his eyes. He curled his lips, turned his head and said to the other two waiters standing beside him in a low voice: "Another poor guy who doesn't know his own limitations and dares to run here, and even wants to go to a high-end place... Tsk, I think they should cry poor after playing slot machines and losing a few thousand or a few hundred."
They chuckled quietly and made some sarcastic remarks about those ignorant gamblers.
Before their excitement faded, they heard a loud cheer coming from the crowd not far away, which scared them.
The waiter was startled and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from. Before he could figure out what was going on, wave after wave of cheers came from that direction again.
Many people were attracted by the sound and looked up curiously. The moving crowd gathered in the direction where the cheers came from.
Cheers rang out again.
The waiter paced back and forth impatiently. He didn't know why, but he always had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had overlooked something obvious. This feeling was like a thorn in his back, making him feel uneasy.
He whispered a few words to the other two people beside him, then squeezed in the direction where the voice came from.
The atmosphere in the entire casino was ignited. Cheers, applause and whistles mixed together and twisted into a noisy wave of sound, rushing straight to the high dome. More and more people gathered around, and all those who were attracted stretched their necks to look into the crowd, eager to know what was happening inside.
The waiter struggled to push through the crowded crowd and finally moved to the tightly surrounded central gambling table.
The game at the gambling table was just halfway through, but the dealer standing behind the table was already sweating profusely. He had a forced polite smile on his pale face, but his pupils were already filled with panic.
A lazy voice came from the other side of the table:
“ALL IN.”
The waiter looked up in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the poor guy who had walked inside without knowing his own limitations was sitting at the other end of the gambling table. He was still wearing a washed-out T-shirt and jeans. He was hanging lazily on the back of the chair, with his eyes half-closed, looking absent-minded and uninterested.
All the gamblers around were waiting with bated breath.
The dealer finally couldn't help it. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then stretched out his white-gloved hand and slowly turned over the cards on the table.
Before the waiter could see the cards on the table clearly, his ears were already numbed by the sudden cheers that broke out beside him. More people crowded in this direction, causing him to stagger and subconsciously fall onto the green table.
Shen Kong, who was taking the chips on the table into his arms, looked up and recognized his face.
He greeted the waiter warmly: "It's you."
The messenger froze in place, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Shen Kong lowered his head, picked out the chips in his arms, threw two into his hands, and asked with a smile: "Is it enough now?"
The waiter stared at his face and nodded blankly.
Chen Kong stood up, stretched his waist muscles that were sore from sitting for a long time, and then walked slowly through the still excited crowd holding the chips.
The waiter was left standing there in a daze, staring blankly at his back as he disappeared into the crowd, and heard people talking excitedly:
"…What just happened?"
"It's so exciting, it's a pity you didn't see it, that young man won 800,000 in 10 minutes!"
The person who asked the question had a hint of boredom in his voice: "800,000, isn't this a common thing in casinos? What's so surprising about that?"
The other man shook his head. He sneered, "What if I said that this young man only had a hundred dollars in capital at the beginning?"
"What?" The man calmed down and said casually, "Although this kind of thing doesn't happen often, maybe it's just good luck."
"Tsk, good luck? Why don't you try to win every time you go all in?"
The other party was speechless.
But no matter how excited the discussion was, it all died down with the departure of the protagonist, and the crowd that had originally gathered together enthusiastically slowly dispersed.
At this moment, Chen Kong walked into the inner place that he had been blocked outside just now. The decoration inside was more low-key than the outside, and there were fewer people. It was divided by private rooms, and expensive cigarettes and alcohol were placed on trays in a generous manner for guests to take at will.
Shen Kong grabbed a pack of cigarettes, walked to the scattered gambling tables and gambled twice casually. In the blink of an eye, he lost 400,000 yuan.
He shrugged. "It seems like the goddess of luck has left me."
Then, Shen Kong staggered with the remaining chips and went to the counter to withdraw cash.
The hidden gaze that had been watching him from upstairs since the commotion began finally turned away.
The bloated young man with a big belly turned his eyes away from the monitor screen and gave a kind smile to the boy sitting opposite him:
"As expected, heroes emerge from youth. Whether it's his boldness and carefulness when winning or his timely stop loss when losing, this young man has a very good mentality. I think he should be the same age as you."
Han Li retracted his gaze from the monitor, lowered his eyes and shook the wine glass in his hand twice:
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhang."
"How can it be a compliment? It's a fact, a fact." The man called Zhang Shao shook his head repeatedly. He paused and asked with a smile, "What do you think of the deal we just proposed?"
Han Li did not answer, but drank the amber wine in the cup, then showed the clean bottom of the cup to the person opposite him, with a faint smile on his face:
"——It's a pleasure to work with you."
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