While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 627
The next morning, the mixed-race man was eating breakfast leisurely, while Uncle Zhong stood aside with a smile on his face, happy that the mixed-race man had a much better appetite than before.

After a while, the mixed-race man picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. After Uncle Zhong asked someone to take away the rest of the breakfast, he smiled and asked, "How was it? Is there any result?"

"Yes." Uncle Zhong skillfully put a thin blanket on the half-race man's legs, and said slowly: "According to the report from the people living downstairs in Song Tower, the feedback from the sound waves proves that the box is empty."

"In order to ensure that he was not suspicious, we sent someone to pretend to be the person who cleaned the room and delivered the food, and took the opportunity to enter the house to test it out. Although it was still exposed, we also confirmed that the box was indeed empty, and the cash and money The bricks are not in the house."

The mixed-race man rested his arms on the back of the chair, propped his cheeks at a slant, and his face was full of interest when encountering interesting puzzles: "The dining car has entered and exited 53 times, and if it is delivered in batches, it will take at least five times, and more points can go ten times." , If there are more, the risk of exposure will be too great."

"Uncle Zhong, where are the monitoring analysis results?"

"Judging from the current situation, it is absolutely impossible to determine who is his accomplice." Thinking of the surveillance video collected, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but shook his head and said, "The backgrounds of those waiters have also been investigated, and there is no suspicious person, but it cannot be ruled out." Someone might be bought."

"And there are still blind spots in the monitoring of this hotel. There are too many blind spots in the cleaning room, back kitchen, fire exits, and back doors, not to mention the bathrooms that are completely unmonitored."

"It means that there is enough space for his accomplice to complete the transfer." The mixed-race man thought for a while, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Check all the cars that came in and out of and approached the hotel yesterday, so many things can't just disappear, and leaving the hotel means It's easier for us to get out of his control!"

Uncle Zhong nodded with approval. Just thinking about the massive amount of information he wanted to check, he couldn't help but feel sorry for his subordinates for a second.

And neither the mixed-race man nor the loyal uncle knew that his group had been led into a ditch by Song He's blindfold, and the more they ran, the more they went...

"You've moved everything away, why are these boxes still here?"

The bored mixed-race man came to Song He's room again, and kicked the box containing a large number of gold bricks in disgust, almost kicking the box over.

Song He smiled proudly: "This is a gambling city. If I carry all these big boxes back empty, I won't say whether it's a loss or not. I won't have room to put my face."

"I can keep you from being blacklisted in Calgary, but I don't care about Austrian City." The mixed-race man advised Song He to be cautious, but his eyes flashed eagerly: "Why don't you take me with you, just in case you If you win too much, I can still send someone to protect you."

Song He's eyes rolled, and he seemed quite moved: "Are you taking money?"

"It depends on your performance." The mixed-race man laughed, looked at the several boxes in the room, and said, "If you fill them all up, the Austrian city will definitely restrict your access in the future."

"Do I seem to care about this?" Song He pointed to his disguised face, smiled indifferently, and then pointed to the boxes on the ground and asked, "Which one do you choose?"

"This!" The mixed-race man pointed to the biggest box without hesitation: "I don't ask much, just fill it up."

Song He shrugged and said he didn't care, and then looked at Uncle Zhong and Daniel: "Uncle Zhong, do you want to choose one with Daniel?"

"Are you recruiting friends on the spot?" The mixed-race man happily glanced at Uncle Zhong with a kind expression and Daniel with bright eyes, and pointed to the two smaller boxes: "Just these two .”

"By the way, although Daniel is not on the blacklist in Aocheng, some people still know his name, so I don't want him to be exposed. Don't expect to use his thousand skills."

"Me? With the help of Daniel's thousand skills?" Song He looked at the mixed-race man with a teasing smile in surprise, and suddenly said: "Are you laughing at me? Uncle Zhong, he is definitely laughing at me!"

The mixed-race man laughed when he saw this, and Uncle Zhong smiled happily, but Daniel, whose face was a little red, was a little slower because he mistakenly mistaken the target of the mixed-race man's ridicule.

After a group of four made an agreement on what to do, they joked a few words and came to a casino.

Song He entered first, exchanged more than [-] yuan in chips, and then walked around the casino, finally came to a table of Texas Hold'em and stood still.

After observing two more games, Song He sat on an empty seat and signaled to the dealer to join the game.

The rest of the gamblers took a look at Song He intentionally or unintentionally, but saw that he was well-dressed, with his legs crossed in a leisurely manner, his expression relaxed and his eyes wandering, as if he didn't care about the small bet of 1000 yuan in front of him.

However, the gamblers who looked at Song He noticed that although he looked very leisurely, the more than ten chips he was playing with were all worth a thousand yuan. Combined with his somewhat disordered breathing, it was very obvious that he was impersonating a big-tailed wolf.

After reaching a similar conclusion, the gamblers ignored Song He, who had already been included in their rookie list, and continued to focus on their own bets.

Song Hezi, who knew this well, continued to act, making occasional moves with the inconspicuous, and between winning and losing, the chips in his hand also increased.

Finally, after the two gamblers lost all their chips and left the gaming table, the chips in Song He's hands had changed into three colors, and the chips with the largest amount each represented 5 yuan.

Seeing that there were fewer gamblers, Song He decisively left the gambling table before attracting attention and chose another Texas gambling table to sit down.

There are eight gamblers sitting at this gaming table, the mixed-race man and Daniel are among them, and looking at the few chips in the hands of the mixed-race man and the two empty chip boxes at Uncle Zhong's feet, it is obvious that he has lost a lot .

Seeing this, Song He secretly complained: Cunning guy, are you going to start playing tricks on people again...

In fact, before entering the casino, he and the mixed-race man had discussed the arrangement of the game, and the result was not as expected by Song He. The mixed-race man had an unimaginable obsession with gambling against others.

It's just that rather than saying that he is willing to gamble with others, it is better to say that he is more willing to see the expressions of others after they fall from the peak to the abyss.

Seeing Song He joining the game, the mixed-race man couldn't help but feel a little more anticipation, and directly bet all the chips in his hand on the gaming table!
The gamblers at the gaming table didn't show any surprise, obviously mixed-race men often do this.

here we go again……

Song He lamented in his heart, and while following the bets bit by bit, he had figured out the styles of all the gamblers, and secretly made a prepared gesture to the mixed-race man.

Daniel on the side naturally noticed Song He's signal, but he always looked steadily, steadily and cautiously, and would never raise a bet without good cards, just like Song He once pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Soon, another round started. Since the half-race man lost another box of chips, Uncle Zhong kindly exchanged another box and put it in his hand, which directly attracted several people who had won a lot of chips from the half-race man. Gambler's gaze.

When Song He saw this, he lamented that the greed of the people made his mind dusty. At the same time, he also pretended to be greedy and eager together with Daniel, staring at the coveted bargaining chip in the hands of the mixed-race man.

(End of this chapter)