Chapter 44 The Gambler in the Coffin

"I feel like we can become good friends." Amplitude 300 said softly in the bottle on Yi Cha's back.

Good friends probably don’t have a chance.

I had to go back as soon as possible, so I couldn't ask her too many questions. But there is still something I want to know.

"Then let me ask you, what will happen if the pointer of the scale reaches the mark?" To inquire about the inner ring j.

The clip girl blinked, retracting the expression that was obviously unaccustomed to her, and restored her expression to plus or minus zero.

"If you get to the white one, you're going to go bankrupt," she said.

"Bankrupt? How to say it."

"Dad can repay you, and he can ask you for anything he wants. What you owe can never be repaid."

"I think no matter how much you owe, you will have to pay it off at some point." Yi Cha said deliberately.

"No. It won't happen." Huan Neihuan J really caught the topic and explained it word for word. "When you can repay it, it means you can repay more, which will make you more justified. So you will owe more."

"Okay. Let me rephrase the question. If the scale goes to white, how much will I owe?"

"Always a little more than you can pay back." Huan Neihuan J replied.

"That's it." Yi Cha said.

"Woo..."

An amplitude of three hundred made a low, meaningless cry from behind.

Yi Cha thought for a second. "What if the scale reaches black?"

"I don't know, no dad's opponent has ever walked to black."

there has never been. What an important message.

"Never? How many of your 'dad's' opponents have you met?" he asked nonchalantly.

Inside the ring, Huan J lowered his head and looked at his two sharp toes. Calculating.

"One hundred and ninety-five."

Three seconds later, she raised her head. "Including the 'professional gambler' who was the last member of the guild to do anything. He successfully made the scale pointer go to black, but in the end it turned back to white."

"Wow." Amplitude Three Hundred sighed in surprise.

To view the inner ring j.

There is almost no difference between her and other clip girls, such as the ubiquitous receptionists and cleaners, except for the different logos on their chests.

But her answer seemed sensible.

Not only does he provide accurate data, but he also naturally gives an example of the most topical person to illustrate the seriousness of the situation - such an insider is simply a great benefit to all scholars who want to collect relevant information.

If she's so smart -

Thinking that the densely packed wall of clip girls behind the lawyer at the terminal might all have the same mind, you can immediately realize the huge waste contained therein.

"What happened next? How was he?"

Yi Cha decided to bring the topic back to before. "I'm talking about the former professional gambler in the guild. You just mentioned that he lost money to the white mark."

"Bankrupt." Huan Neihuan J said. "He's right here."

She jumped off the coffin and walked around to the center of the room.

The room was large—it might as well have been a hall.

Only then did Yi Cha notice that there was a missing piece in the center of the coffin array.

A long string hung from the high, dark ceiling.

He just saw the rope. It was the same dark gray-green color as the walls of the room and the coffin. The grass in the grass covers each other and is very hidden.

Ring J found an angle inside the ring and pulled the rope.

laugh--

Chi chi chi chi chi chi——

From top to bottom, there was a gentle swishing sound like foam.

A whole row of coffins embedded diagonally on the wall on the right slid their lids open at the same time.

The clip girl walked past twenty-three coffins without looking sideways, pointed at the sixteenth one from the bottom and said, "He's in here."

There is enough space.

Echa flew up a little. Look into the coffin pointed by ring j inside the ring.

It looks like nothing.

"Didn't see anything," he said honestly.

"At the bottom." Ring Inner Ring J's knees jumped straight and landed on the edge of the coffin.

Come over with Cha.

Each coffin is three meters long, one meter wide, half a meter high, and three palms wide thick. Enough for him to stand on it too.

He looked into the deepest part of the coffin.

Saw it this time

There is a long, dried-out pattern taped to the bottom of the coffin.

A "professional gambler" who does everything in the guild.

His whole body was flat and stuck to the bottom of the coffin - it looked like a sharp shovel could just scrape him off like dirt.

Looking up, you can vaguely see two dehydrated eyes and upturned lips.

He has four hands, all of which are abnormally large. Each has six three-jointed fingers, which are folded up like dried flowers and open on the shoulders.

"He's so flat. I need to record this carefully." The buzzer sounded with an amplitude of three hundred.

Inside the ring, Huan J glanced at him and said nothing.

"Please explain it to our record officer. Such mistakes cannot be preserved." Yi Cha shrugged.

"no."

Huan Neihuan J immediately spoke fluently. "He didn't originally look like this. All the space and fluids in his body were used to pay off the debt. Only the outline remains."

The light is dim and uneven.

Dark spots alternate with slightly lighter areas.

To check the brightness of the light ball in his eyes, he glanced at the body storage boxes neatly embedded on the six sides of the room.

This room does not seem to have been distorted by cognitive confusion transformation, but it is definitely not because of any soft-heartedness, it is just to make this strange scene more clear.

He looked at the coffin he pushed away when he got up from a distance.

I didn't pay attention when I came here, but there was indeed a shriveled piece of paper at the bottom. It was easy to mistake it for a metal pattern.

"Exactly what I thought."

Yi Cha let out a soft breath. "So these metal boxes are filled with the unlucky guys who went bankrupt because of Terminus Lawyers?"

"Outlines. Here are the last six months."

"What about before?"

"I wasn't born before. I was organized after my last sister was broken."

Six months is reasonable considering how they were used by Endpoint Lawyers.

"You are not yet one year old! Then you are really a little girl!" said Amplitude 300.

Icha found a small statue holding a black iron knife - he brought about three hundred of these things, and he used them incredibly quickly.

He used a knife to scrape up the former "professional gambler" a little.

I touched it - it was still somewhat tough, but it was no different from a piece of leather, the tanned kind.

I don't know if he is dead, but it definitely doesn't look like he is alive and well.

"There is a diversion of the 'No River' nearby."

Yi Cha put the knife back in his hand. "Why not just eliminate them?"

"Because their debts have not been paid off. How could they die like this?" Huan Neihuan J said coldly. "Of course, Dad said, this can also prevent accidents."

What kind of surprise could there be?

Yi Cha just wanted to blurt out. Suddenly I felt the coldness of the stone in my arms. Reminds me of the pendulum star.

indeed.

The lawyer at the end point is right, accidents still happen from time to time.