The Underworld Detective

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After the gambling saint disappeared from the TV, Officer Liang was angry: "Son of a bitch, this is too bullying. Are you risking the lives of so many people? ”

He was about to rush over and force the guards to stop him. One of the middle-aged guards went to the cage and said, “Lord Gambler, if you don't follow the rules of the game, we will throw all the antidotes into the sea and everyone will die! ”

I bite my teeth dark, 20 cages, 10 chances, 50 percent chance?

I looked around the room and noticed that there was a hidden monitor at the corner of the wall, and the gambling saint was watching every move we made.

I moved my gaze back to the cage, and I looked at the difference between these syringes and the mice, and the mice couldn't see anything, they were sleeping, they were messing around, they didn't know their bad luck was coming.

But I found that some of the syringes had condensing droplets, which seemed to have just come out of the freezer, while others did not.

These frozen syringes, with a total of ten pieces, are warm and wet at sea, and the antidote must be stored in a cryogenically refrigerated environment, that is, it should be in the ten pieces.

Wait, is this a trap?

Thinking about it, I decided to believe my first thought, and the bodyguard asked me, "Are you ready? ”

I nodded silently and threw a chip at the table, pointing to a cage: "Number 07! ”

The bodyguard then took out the mouse and injected it, and a few seconds later, the mouse twitched to death.

I threw a second chip in silence, pointing to the second cage, and again this time, the mouse was poisoned and killed very quickly.

Turning a blind eye, eight chips had been thrown, and the bodies of eight white mice had been thrown into the trash can beside them. My heart began to get more and more bottomless, my forehead was covered in cold sweat, and I suddenly realized something was wrong, the gambling saint was counting on me!

So obvious are the frozen tracks, they can't possibly not have noticed, he intentionally showed them to me.

Turns out Saint Gamble is far better than his apprentice in the game. This game is both simple and deadly, and I completely fell into his trap.

“Please select!” The bodyguard hastened several times.

I looked up, my face was full of cold sweat, I had never panicked so much in my life, and I hesitated to try or choose something else.

The Knife God suddenly interjected: “You don't have to think too complicated, because you think too much, that's why it counts! ”

I looked at him, turning out he also saw the pit of the gambling holy, and the knife god suggested, “Just like a gambling horse, double- or single-digit, one-half chance! ”

“But if you lose, those people..." I'm under a lot of pressure.

“Not afraid, we're here, big robbery, barefoot not afraid to wear shoes.” The Knife God lowered his voice channel.

“Please select!” The bodyguard's voice has revealed a little impatience.

I took a few deep breaths and pointed out a cage...

I finally ran out of chips, and the last white mouse died in the bodyguard's hands, and suddenly I was all gray.

The house was covered in silence, as if it had been a long time before he jumped out of his gambling face on TV. He laughed proudly: "You lost, Detective Song Dashen, would you like to gamble...”

“Wait!” The sound of yellow peaches.

“Miss Huang has something to say? ”

Huang Xiaotao pulled two $100 chips out of his pocket and said, "We have two more chances. ”

Gambling holy eyes, the cigar in his hand fell off, and he slapped the table and yelled, “This is cheating! ”

“Cheating? You only said with the chips in Song Yang's hand, not where the chips should come from, besides, you gave them to me personally.” Huang Xiaotao laughed.

“You fart!” The saintly gentleman of gambling has no survival, jumping like a thunderbolt: “Kill all these chefs. ”

The bodyguards immediately hugged each other. The sword god and Song Xingsheng each defeated each other, blocking them from us. The sword god shouted: “Who dares go forward!” In front of his dignified posture, the young and powerful bodyguards were all frightened away.

Huang Xiaotao continued: “These two chips, you pushed them down at the gambling table and dropped them at my feet, you handed them to us... blame yourself for being too careless! ”

I bet the holy anger is so red that I can't speak.

Huang Xiaotao continued: “Freedom is not forbidden, let alone your boring rules of the game. Since you didn't say it beforehand, these two chips will work. ”

Gambling Holy Wrath laughs back: “Okay, okay, I'll give you two chances, I'll see how you turn it around! ”

Say it, the bodyguards all backed off, and what just happened made me feel like I was on a roller coaster. I glanced at Huang Xiao Peach with gratitude, and she smiled: "Near Zhu Zheqing, I've been with you for a long time, and my heart has changed a lot.” Then she stuffed the chip in my hand: "Come on! ”

“Well, go on!” Temporarily acting as a bodyguard for the Duty Officer.

I chose two more mice, the first still dead, the second injected, and then suddenly I struggled in the bodyguard's hand, and then I got paralyzed.

I chirped in my heart, but just then, the mouse kicked up again and climbed back and forth in the hands of the bodyguard.

“Wonderful!” Huang Xiaotao hugged me with excitement.

“Song Yang, there you are.” Officer Liang shouted, his face had become pale because of the tension.

The gambling temperament on TV shook my lips, and I said, "We won, keep our promises! ”

Twenty-five minutes have passed since the guest was poisoned, and the situation cannot be delayed.

“I'll cash it, give him the antidote! ”

The bodyguard handed me the empty syringe used by the mouse. Of course I didn't answer it. I glanced at the TV gambling holy: “What is this? ”

"I'm only going to give you the cure if I win," he said. "I'm not going to give you much of the cure. There's still a little bit left, so I guess I can save someone. ”

I held my fist tight: "You're embarrassed to take the name 'Gambling Holy’! This kid cheats on the same trick, you make it out too? ”

The gambling saint pulled out a cigar, referring to Huang Xiao Peach: “The young lady Huang just said that freedom is not forbidden. Which word in my rules is going to give you enough antidote to save everyone? ”

Huang Xiaotao immediately replied: “If Song Yang wins these three levels, he can get the cure to save them... didn't you say that yourself? ”

“Really, do you have proof? ”

His rogue attitude made me bite my teeth off. The knife god was absolutely right. Although he called himself a gambling saint, his heart was narrow. He pretended to be a big boy when he won, and he was cheap when he lost.

The Knife Goddess takes a step forward: "Gambling Holy, is it fun to play this boring trick? ”

“Interesting, of course. There's nothing more interesting than watching you walk away. Ha-ha-ha!” Bet Santa Haha laughs.

“If you kill these people, do you think I'll ever fight you again? The game was just a warm-up, what you really expect is a comparison between you and me, a comparison of life, compared to the lives of those guests? Didn't you always say you were willing to lose? A famous gambling saint, surely not without such breasts.” The Knife God said.