87: Cheating?

Cheating?

Now, everyone's attention was on the dealer's hand.0

They watched as he flipped the four cards, one by one.

All four cards were indeed Aces, each of different suits.

The resultant uproar from downstairs was so loud, one might have expected the roof to cave in.

"Cheating! You're cheating! You must be colluding! You must've colluded with each other! It's impossible! Impossible! How can there be such a coincidence!"

However, it was truly such a coincidence. Moreover, everyone who entered the underground casino had to go through the infrared detector at the entrance when they entered. If someone had brought in anything prohibited, it would have been detected.

However, now that the crowd was riled up, the security guards were no longer able to keep the venue under control. Left with no other choice, the person-in-charge of the underground casino showed himself.

This person was also wearing a mask; it was a mask of a monkey's face.

He surveyed the upheaval with a quick glance, then raised his hand to press a red button on the wall.

In an instant, sirens blared throughout the entire underground casino, and the patrons' voices were gradually suppressed.

As the sirens ceased, a few gunshots suddenly rang out. Everyone screamed as they huddled away to the sides.

When nobody present dared to make any sound, the person in charge raised his hand and pressed the button again. An overpowering silence engulfed the entire venue.

He slowly stepped forward. His leather shoes rapped on the ground, its sound making one's heart tremble.

When he reached the massive gambling table, he stopped and looked at everyone. He set his hands down on the table.

"I'm sure everyone knows the rules here."

The voice was muffled, evidently not his own voice.

However, it was very intimidating.

"Everyone who enters this place has to go through checks; I believe you've all seen the infrared detector at the entrance. Besides, this shouldn't be everyone's first time here.

"However, in order to allay everyone's doubts, under everyone's supervision we shall check the dealer again."

He paused for a moment to look at his audience. Then, he continued, "If we find nothing wrong with our dealer, it means that no one is cheating here; and that means there's no way our VIP patrons could be colluding with the dealer.

"If anyone still wants to cause a commotion after this matter is over with, then don't blame us for being impolite."

His last sentence seemed to hint at a jest, yet it made everyone shudder.

Seeing that no one said anything, he raised his hand. Someone immediately came over with a detector to scan the dealer's entire body in front of everyone.

That was not the end of it. The dealer also had to take off his clothes; every pocket and crease of his clothing was checked.

At this point, he was left wearing only an undershirt and a pair of briefs.

The person-in-charge called for a hiatus, and pointed towards the crowd.

He was pointing at the man who had shouted about them cheating.

"Dear sir, please conduct the final check personally. Come and feel him over, see if there are any tricks or contrivances on our dealer."

The man hesitated for a good while before he finally walked out, quivering in his shoes.

In the end, he mustered his courage and plodded over.

The person-in-charge gestured with a wave of his hand, indicating for him to check the dealer as he pleased.

The man slowly and tentatively reached his hand out.

He felt him over carefully, and did not find anything.

Near the end, he met the dealer's uncovered eyes and could not help but shudder.

He gulped and said, with some difficulty, "No, nothing."

"Do you have any more questions, sir?"

"No, not at all."

"Wonderful."

As soon as the person-in-charge finished speaking, he slammed his fist into the man's face. A bloodied tooth flew out from his mouth, skipping across the ground.

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