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For some reason, Yan Jun's tone was calm, but what he said seemed to carry a great weight in Zhou Jin's heart.

He felt that he wanted to ask Yan Jun urgently—or to confirm—something, but his thoughts were so confused that he couldn't find the focus, so many words were all stuck in his chest, and he couldn't say a word.

They sat in silence for a while, until Yan Jun put down his wine glass and stood up, and said relaxedly: "There is no training today, go get ready, I will take you out."

Zhou Jin was taken aback, and subconsciously pointed to the dog and asked, "Do you want to take it?" Yan Jun looked at the sleeping animal and laughed.

"It's up to you, it's your pet."

He said.

Yan Jun drove Zhou Jin to Sabronier Bay.

It is the only bay near the city of Mephisto that has not yet been developed into a commercial port.

The reason why the legend survives is that there was a miracle there: in a certain evening many years ago, the sun sank into the water, and a strange and brilliant pattern like a galaxy appeared on the sea. In the shape outline, it contains [-]/[-] of the universe, and [-]/[-] of the deep sea.

The pattern of the conch rotates and extends, hinged with the light belt of the Milky Way, and each part is precisely and harmoniously connected and corresponding-this is a beauty that cannot be created by human power alone.

It is difficult to say whether this "miracle" really appeared, but it undoubtedly became a symbol of the popular Mephistopheles: the first photo taken of it is hung in the city museum; The engraved replica of this piece is hung on the splendid lobby curtain wall at the entrance of the casino—in addition to these, bookmarks, pendants, and postcards made of this graphic can be seen everywhere in souvenir shops on the roadside, almost It has become the city emblem of this gambling city.

I also bought one for myself as a souvenir when I went to Mephisto, but that year, Sabronier Harbor was hit by a typhoon, and I was not lucky enough to see it until I left.

Zhou Jin doesn't believe in religion, and has little feeling for things like miracles.

However, he said that, unlike the gravel in other ports, Sabronier Bay is born with ivory-white fine sandy beaches, and the scenery is really in line with the holy place mentioned in the myth.

It takes more than two hours to drive there from Arnos.

Along the way, Zhou Jin couldn't stop thinking about what Yan Jun said just now.

"To have the courage to fight, you must first have the courage to face your own love."

He kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and felt that when he looked directly into Yan Jun's eyes, the feeling that shocked his mind followed these words, and the tide continued to wrap up, calm down, and wrap up again... Even at this moment , he couldn't wait to promise something to Yan Jun—even though he knew that he had nothing worth promising.

He found that what he longed for was not winning or conquering, but what he longed for was a sense of connection that was hard to define, probably something beyond collaborators, teachers and students, and all the current fetters that could make him The connection between himself and Yan County that becomes more inseparable as a whole.

Maybe it's love.

The idea of ​​"love" popped up more than once when he was thinking about this matter. He could ignore them, knowing that it was what he was looking forward to the most, but it was also the least likely to come true.

Yan Jun parked the car on a wasteland outside the shoulder of the road.

From the gentle slope in front of them, you can reach the Bay of Sabronnier.

Under the cover of tall bulbous plants, the milky white beach and the deep blue sea are divided into countless pieces of broken pictures. If these pieces are not specially spliced ​​into a complete picture by imagination, they will be more like colorful broken glass in a kaleidoscope , Cooperating with light and shadow, it changes into hundreds of millions of shapes, which is dazzling.

"Do you know how the name Sabronier came about?" Yan Jun led Zhou Jin down and asked him casually.

"do not know."

Zhou Jin thought about it, but he had no impression of the name.

"French writer Alain Fournier," he jumped off a section of the ramp, reached out to Zhou Jin, motioning him to borrow his strength, "he only wrote one work in his life, called Le Grand Mona.

The story told in it is that the protagonist Mona got lost and broke into a mysterious fantasy territory, where he attended a rural wedding.

After that, Mona never forgot about the territory, and searched painstakingly for many years, but there was still no whereabouts about it. "

"That territory is called Sabronier?" Zhou Jin grabbed his hand.

In fact, the fault wasn't too big, even without the help of strength, he could still land on the ground steadily, but Yan Jun's hand stretched out in front of him was like an irresistible temptation, even though it was useless, Zhou Jin couldn't help but want to hold it.

Yan Jun nodded, and led him through the overgrown path: "But Mona didn't know it at first, and when he finally knew everything, Sabronier was already lost."

Zhou Jin asked strangely: "Isn't that a fantasy territory? There is no such thing as divine power?" "It's just that Mona thinks so," they came to the end of the gentle slope, and now their eyes are not blocked by anything, and they can see the wide bay In view of the magnificent scene, Jun Yan stopped and looked at Zhou Jin, "Actually, Sabronier is just the manor of a squire who has fallen into poverty. It has nothing extraordinary, and it doesn't exist like Mona thought In another time and space, its appearance just awakened Mona's romantic passion.

Later, the squire went bankrupt, and Sabronnier became a dilapidated old castle. "

Zhou Jin always felt that Yan Jun seemed to be implying something, but he was unwilling to think deeply.

"Who would know that the Broken Manor is really the Sabronier in Mona's heart? Maybe his fantasy is real—not everyone can see the spectacle."

he insisted.

Yan Jun smiled and said nothing.

"This name is really unlucky," Zhou Jin muttered, "I don't know who chose it back then."

"Maybe it's someone who, like Mona, believes that the real mysterious territory is not lost?" They walked towards the sea area.

Like Yan Jun, Zhou Jin took off his shoes and socks and stepped on the soft sand with bare feet at the junction of the beach and the bushes.

The fine sand that was warmed by the sun gathered together and did not reach their ankles. If they stepped on it with a little force, it would sink, making people feel like they might sink into the sand at any time.

Strolling in such a place is a luxurious experience that Zhou Jin never dared to expect in his past life.

He focused on experiencing the feeling of walking on the clouds, Yan Jun didn't know what he was thinking, and the two of them didn't speak for a while.

The shoreline bends in a gentle arc not too far to the left.

From here, you can see the city buildings along the coastline at a glance. The white spiers of the cathedral reflect the light of the sun. The angel stone statues surrounding the spiers can only barely see the outline, and the wings are especially conspicuous.

On the right is the Glass House Concert Hall, which is the cultural and artistic heart of Mephisto City.

From the outside, it looks like a flat and long square glass box placed on the lawn. Zhou Jin followed Yan Jun into it once, and the interior decoration is not as thick and old as traditional concert halls. You can see the sea at a glance, and the light is projected in without obstruction, making people feel transparent and spacious.

Zhou Jin often thinks, if there is no gambling, and no self-deceiving high wall separating people in completely different worlds, maybe Mephisto can also be regarded as a perfect city—a city that everyone yearns for Garden of Eden.

It was almost noon, and the beach was quiet and peaceful, except for the regular sound of the waves.

There was wind on the sea that day, and the waves were not small. They pushed each other and rushed towards them, but they failed to touch them, and they disappeared in the gentleness of the beach.

After sitting blankly for a while, Zhou Jin suddenly became playful and ran into the sea against the waves.

The sea water beat against his body, the higher waves reached his chest, the lower ones reached his waist, the clothes were soaked and stuck to his skin, and was soaked in the sun while steaming dry.

Yan Jun looked at him excitedly on the shore, and rarely showed that kind of smile that was not polished by the world, without bitterness and sarcasm.

After entertaining himself for a while, Zhou Jin came back and asked Yan Jun and himself to practice their hands. The latter did not refuse. Although there was no protective gear, the beach and sea water were gentle enough to prevent Zhou Jin from being injured.

At the beginning, the two were indeed fighting each other, but when they had fun, they became chaotically wrestling together. Zhou Jin stepped on the loose sand in the shallow sea and couldn't stand still, so he almost fell into the water. Yan Jun Subconsciously went to pull him, but the latter grabbed the T-shirt, under the inertia, Zhou Jin took off the whole shirt.

Almost at the same moment, Zhou Jin saw Yan Jun's naked upper body, and his cheerful smile froze on his face.

It is by no means an exaggeration to describe the body as covered in bruises.

There were already countless large and small knife marks. On the right chest, Zhou Jin could discern a scar left by a bullet. It looked very old. If it wasn't sunny, it wouldn't even be visible.

What surprised him even more was the skin that spread from the left shoulder blade to the top of the forearm, which was obviously different in color from other places.

Zhou Jin recognized at a glance that it was a scar left by a burn, but he couldn't figure out how such a large area of ​​burns could occur on a person who was doing well.

Although I have always known that Yan Jun is a police officer, his usual demeanor is always calm and elegant, even somewhat pampered and lazy, which is too different from the imagined undercover and police officer, but more like those wealthy gamblers in casinos. So much so that Zhou Jin almost never associates him with these identities.

Suddenly, Zhou Jin felt that he had known another Yan County before.

, Pseudo-updated Science Popularization

Originally, I didn’t intend to make a science popularization part alone. I thought I could solve everything through narration and found that it didn’t work at all. Poker is carried out with a deck of cards, the big and small kings are removed, and the ultimate goal of 52 is to use two of your own hole cards and five open public cards to make a five-card combination. The combination with a high level wins, and the size is compared under the same level. There are four rounds in each game, and you can bet five times: the big blind bet before the start, the minimum bet amount for the next game (as long as the bet cannot be lower than) the first round of preflop, pre-flop betting - per person Two hole cards are dealt, and there are no public cards, and everyone starts betting after seeing the hole cards; the second round of flop, flop betting—three public cards are dealt, and everyone bets again after the deal; the third round of turn, turn Betting on the rim - cut off a card, then deal out a community card, and then everyone bets; in the fourth round of river, betting on the river - cut another card, deal out the last community card, Everyone bets one last time.

After all the bets are completed, the players reveal their hole cards, compare their respective combinations, and then divide the money~* There are several types of bets: 1. Bidding: I follow as much as others bet; 2. Raise: I bet more than others 3. Check: I will not bet this round; 4. Fold: I will not participate in this round; *The list of combined combinations is just a simple rule Introduction, it is enough for everyone to read and literacy, I hope it is concise and clear (and everyone should not go to the gambling table easily, because we do not have the talent of Ah Jin, nor the IQ of Brother Yan!