At this moment, the boss, with his eyes wide open, took Qimason into a room on the side of the casino to change into waiter's clothes. Qimason was walking out of the room. The boss asked him where he was going. He smiled and said, since I have been hired by your casino, I will go to work now!
The boss ran in front of him and stopped him and said, "You can't work now. When you go to the casino to provide services, most people may know you and know that you are from the police station. Don't scare them when you go." That's weird? Even if they are not intimidated, they will become restrained and unable to let go.
Qimasen raised his hand and touched a mole on his chin and asked, what should I do? The boss squinted at him and didn't answer immediately. Instead, he pointed at him and continued to explain. People will recognize the mole on your chin when they see it. Qima Sen said oh and asked again, what should we do? The boss still didn't answer, but returned to the room, opened the cabinet, and took out a mask and a pair of sunglasses for him.
Qimason put it on knowingly and praised him repeatedly, saying that if this case is solved, you will also have merit because you cooperated well. The boss said, don't praise me. Then he took out a small round mirror from his body and handed it to Qimason, asking him to look at his own image in comparison, and asked him, is that okay?
Qimason replied with satisfaction, what else is there to say? No one recognizes me. The boss said, you can now go to the casino to work as a waiter. As Qimason was walking towards the aisle of the casino, the boss followed a few steps and asked quietly, "Are you looking for Ramle?"
Qima Sen looked back at him with a faint smile and asked, "Why are you so forgetful?" Of course it's him. The boss said, I will cooperate with you. Don't rush into the casino first. Wait outside for a while, make some arrangements, and then call you to come in. Then he took out his mobile phone and asked Qimasen to tell him to save his phone number. He also tried to call, but Qimasen's mobile phone rang, and he repeated, "Wait outside."
The boss temporarily separated from Qimason in the corridor, and went straight into the underground casino. Inside was a hall with gambling equipment for throwing dice everywhere, and was surrounded by gamblers, all of whom were good gamblers.
The opponents who throw the dice sit on both sides, forming a confrontation. One-third of this hall is a leisure area with compartments separated by baffles, just like the seats on the train. Sitting on them, you can also enjoy the convenience of a coffee table.
Several waiters took turns delivering tea and snacks to the gamblers who were waiting in the leisure area. The boss walked around the gambling equipment in operation. No matter among the onlookers or the opponents who were playing dice, he could not see the familiar Rammler who passed by him every day with a bag under his arm. At this moment, he was found smoking a cigarette in the seat of the fourth carriage. The smoke was hazy, but it could not hide the depression on his face.
The boss walked over and asked, "It's not your turn to play dice yet?" Ramler stood up and said, no. He pointed at the opponent over there who was betting dice and said, "Whoever loses the bet between the two of them, I will take the lead if he comes down." The boss looked at him and said, "You look unhappy. What's on your mind?"
Ramler pretended to smile and said, "How can I be happy?" I failed yesterday, and I am waiting to make a profit today. As he spoke, he patted the satchel wrapped in a black plastic bag in front of his lapel, as if to encourage him. The boss handed over his hand and told him that this fortune is taking turns, and maybe it will be transferred to you today, making you the winner.
I hope so. Ramler said and sat down again.
The boss exchanged a few words with him and left in a hurry. After a while, a male waiter wearing a mask and sunglasses came in front of him and handed him a cup of steaming coffee. Before he could take two sips, he heard someone telling him to come on. He sat on the fourth table of gambling equipment. forward.
There was another person on the other side, but a fat man wearing sunglasses, who looked like a rich man. The waiter also came over, and helped Ramle bring the cup of coffee, placed it on a low stool next to his seat, and said kindly, "Sir, please use it."
Ramler ignored him, but picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. When he opened his eyes, he saw the dice in the hand of the fat man opposite, and heard the fat man say, "Let's start the trading!" Before Ramler could answer, his hand shook slightly, causing the coffee in the cup to ripple slightly. A little splashed down, just onto the black plastic bag that was the jacket of the satchel he carried on his chest. This is messy.
Ramler told the fat man, "Wait a moment before opening the market." I saw him taking off the black plastic bag that was wrapped around his satchel and throwing it away, saying it was dirty. Then he said in a commanding tone to the male waiter standing beside him, "Quick, hurry up and find another black plastic bag with me to put this satchel on."
yes! Sir, just play dice. I will get you what you need right away. The waiter glanced at the satchel fabric and left in a hurry.
After a moment, two big men in security uniforms came to the casino, holding Ramle in the middle while he was actively playing dice, and shouted in unison, "Come with us." The fat man stood up to stop him and said, "Hey, what happened?" What if this guy and I haven't decided the winner yet? Call your casino boss.
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss appeared from over there and led a middle-aged man with a big belly over. How can Ramler be convinced by the expansion of harm? Holding the satchel in front of his lap with both hands, he bulged his eyes and shouted loudly, "I won't leave. It was your boss Hao who arranged for me to play dice here."
At this time, the boss was already standing in front of him, saying that I am Boss Hao, and I arranged for two security guards to "invite" you.
Boss Hao, what’s the reason?
You will know it when you walk out of the casino door.
The two security guards each twisted one of Ramler's arms and pushed him outside the casino.
Boss Hao pointed to the middle-aged man with a big belly and said to the fat man, "There was something wrong with that guy just now and he is not worthy of playing dice with you. Now I invite this gentleman to play with you."
Alas! If you don't get that guy away and continue to play for a while, I'll make him lose all the money he brought with him. The fat man said confidently.
I believe you have the ability, but you don’t need to worry about it now. Just have fun playing a few games with this gentleman! Boss Hao patted the middle-aged man with a big belly who happily sat down and said.
There was a police car parked outside the casino, and the waiter and several police officers were waiting for the two security guards to bring Lemler. Before getting out of the car, the waiter looked at Lammler and asked, "Do you still know me?"
Aren't you the one who served me the coffee? Ramler replied with a rhetorical question, still holding the bulging shoulder bag tightly with both hands.
