Francis Thorpe, a young man's name.
Mamun Silk, the name of a young girl.
Looking at the two people, Zhang Jing was so curious that he took the liberty to ask: "May I ask what Mr. Thorpe does for a living?"
"I'm a pentathlete."
Oops! Because of Ding Jiaqi, Zhang Jing happened to know that pentathlon refers to fencing, swimming, shooting, cross-country running and equestrian.
No wonder it looks good, it turns out that he is not only a rich man, but also a genius.
"Where is Miss Silke?" Zhang Jing explained, "Please forgive me, my curiosity is too strong."
Silk smiled and said, "I am a musician."
Zhang Jing admired him from the bottom of his heart. Compared with these people, he was really just a scumbag.
After making sure that the two of them did not carry any pinhole equipment, Zhang Jing took the album from Liang Jieshu and handed it to the two of them.
Thorpe opened the photo album. The first one was nothing, but from the second one his expression became unnatural. The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one...
In the end, Thorpe turned into a volcano ready to explode, and Silke burst into tears.
The time is about right, Zhang Jingdao said, "Someone told me that selling to the Yamen would cost more. Considering that we were the same family five thousand years ago, I will give you a chance to make an offer first, but there is only one chance to make an offer."
"If I think the price is not appropriate, I hope you won't bother me, and I can't afford to offend you," Zhang Jing explained. "So, it's best not to have any charades or scheming to avoid any unpleasantness."
Silke and Thorpe looked at each other. Zhang Jing was smarter than they thought. He told the ugly story thoroughly and did not intend to blackmail them. He only gave them one chance to make an offer.
If it’s suitable, the deal is done; if it’s not suitable, just go home.
"We need to discuss this," Silk demanded.
"Please." Zhang Jing nodded.
The two walked to the door and discussed quietly for about a minute, then returned to Zhang Jing.
Thorpe spoke, "Mr. Zhang, we can pay you 20 million yuan in chips for the Southern Exploration Casino."
Southern Quest Casino does not refer to a casino, but a casino alliance, mainly concentrated in California, but also in Seattle.
Zhang Jing was quite surprised, it was like smashing tofu with a big hammer and eating the ingot!
Just imagine, the maximum reward for many heinous crimes is only 20 million yuan, which is a very considerable amount of money.
Deep down in his heart, Zhang Jing's bottom line is 20,000 yuan per ticket, a total of 52 tickets, 1.04 million is OK, and he can earn back the money he spent to buy a house.
In this situation, I am very content.
Thorpe and Silk didn't know what Zhang Jing was thinking, otherwise they would be mad to death, right?
However, they were also careful and gave Zhang Jing the chips in the hope that he would lose in the end.
This is not alarmist, it is the mentality of almost all gamblers. If you get the chips, you must give it a try. As long as you participate in gambling, you will lose everything in the end without exception.
Satisfied with the price, Zhang Jing extended his hand. Thorpe felt relieved because he was afraid that Zhang Jing would refuse.
Two big hands hold together and the price is reached.
The next step is to wait, it takes time for the chips to be delivered.
During lunch, Silke curiously asked Zhang Jing at the dinner table, "The news said that you killed more than six people. Is this true?"
"Slander," Zhang Jing decisively denied, "Rumor, I have only killed four people, and I was forced to protect myself. Otherwise, why would I be sitting here eating with you?"
"Is the Edward Teach treasure real?" Thorpe asked curiously.
"I hope it's true." Zhang Jing said in a relaxed tone, "In fact, the probability is very low."
Zhang Jing is responsible for receiving guests, while Dillon and Jamie are working under the crypt in the backyard, controlling the diving robot to search the bottom of the lake.
Just like what was measured before, the underwater depth is more than forty meters, and the area is larger than seen. It is similar to a pyramid, thin at the top and thick at the bottom.
Fortunately, the robot found a crack.
The crack is hidden 5 meters below the surface of the water, extending down to an invisible place. The width is only about 60 centimeters, and the narrowest point cannot fit the palm of your hand.
It was obvious that this crack was a source of living water, and Dillon had to make another trip to New York to purchase a microsubmersible with the intention of crossing the crack.
Dillon didn't come back, so Thorpe and Silk's chips were sent over.
I thought it was a lot, but in fact there were only two thousand, each with a face value of 10,000 yuan. They were small discs with brown patterns on the outer ring and white in the middle. They felt like ceramics.
"Aren't you afraid of others forging this thing?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.
Thorpe shook his head and denied, "Southern Adventure Casino's chips use three anti-counterfeiting technologies, one is photolithography anti-counterfeiting technology, the other is fluorescent encryption anti-counterfeiting technology, and the third is dynamic encoding anti-counterfeiting technology;
It is safe and can be used directly as currency in many places in California. "
Zhang Jing secretly praised him for his awesomeness, and readily handed the album to Thorpe, and then a group of people left.
Send the guests away, now - here comes the point!
Not wanting to stand out too much, Zhang Jing asked Di Long to hold a press conference.
The reporter was at the door of the villa. Dillon was standing on a chair. A group of reporters and people gathered around him and asked questions at the same time.
"Sir," the cable TV reporter squeezed in front, "has your boss found Edward Teach's treasure? Are the rumors true?"
"Have you found the treasure? How much gold, silver and jewels are there?"
"Is your boss a murderer?"
"Why doesn't Zhang Jing come out? Is he afraid to face the victim's family?"
There were many questions, and Dillon couldn't answer them. He announced loudly, "There has been a major discovery, and the items have been traded to the Southern Exploration League. If you are curious about what it is, please go to California for an interview."
There was a thunderclap, and reporters, like madmen, rushed to ask questions: "What is it? Is it Edward's treasure?"
"I can't say what it is specifically," Dillon explained. "In short, it's worth a lot of money, and it now belongs to the Southern Exploration Alliance."
Thinking of the three bulletproof X5s that had just left, some smart reporters decisively turned around and left, and then more people left.
In the evening, most people left, but there were a few who did not believe in evil and chose to stay.
Arranging Cong Shoudou to watch the night, Zhang Jing could finally sleep well at night. It was too scary to be surrounded by more than 2,000 people.
If they rush in in a swarm, it won't work, even if they don't fire.
It's okay now, the crisis is over.
Work continued the next day, laying solid foam buoyancy barrels on the water, with the stalagmite as the center and toward the cracks.
Each buoyancy bucket is one square meter in size, with one buckle attached to each. When the area exceeds twenty square meters, the top is as stable as flat ground.
If you have money, you can spend it hard. Before Dillon came back from New York in the evening, we had laid more than 500 square meters, which was wide enough to run on, bear loads, and play on.
It's a pity that the water is too cold and I can't play in the water freely.
With his money, Zhang Jing turned the mysterious and terrifying underground space into a playground.
