It turns out that this outrageous behavior will cause changes in identity?
But the essence remains that the valet has not changed.
Zhou Jinru withdrew his gaze, fumbled with the handle of the gun with his fingers, and asked:
“I didn’t say anything, I didn’t do anything, why do you think I wanted to rob?
"A dice?"
He held the dice with two fingers and described it in Anderson's previous tone: "I am a robber."
Snap.
The six-sided dice fell on the card table and swirled, and stopped at the number five under the gaze of the two people.
Zhou Jinru looked confused: "I'm not a robber."
"Who are you."
Anderson's face regained a little color. He was clearly frightened just now. After relaxing now, he felt a little exhausted and sat down on the floor, panting.
The blond man looked at Zhou Jinru with envy in his eyes: "Your luck is so good and very stable, which is enviable."
Zhou Jinru pressed his palm on the dice and said in a calm tone: "You want to say that this dice can change a person's luck, for better or worse. How much did you make gambling here?"
Anderson held out a finger and said with a wry smile: "100 gold pounds."
"That's a lot."
a lot of?
Anderson clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression became ferocious: "I originally had a lot of money, enough to live a high-class life in Londinium, but since I got this dice, my money, My house, my family, they all said goodbye to me!"
Zhou Jinru had no intention of sympathizing with a gambler who lost everything. He expressed his doubts: "You said this is the property of the entertainment center?"
Anderson glanced at him:
"Including me."
This is the fate a gambler deserves. In the end, he loses everything and becomes a wage earner in an entertainment center.
Zhou Jinru stared at the dice in his hand, always feeling that something important was missing, and gently fiddled with the points. Anderson next to him watched with fear, fearing that he would throw another terrible point.
"You seem to be afraid that this dice will bring good and bad luck?"
"Yeah, when I first got it, I rolled a lot of sixes, and whatever I did at that point was going to go in my favor."
Zhou Jinru nodded. He understood very well that whether it was a prey trap in the past or a sticky mouse board in home life, some bait had to be put in order for the prey to take the bait.
Things did not turn out as well as Anderson, a winner in life, imagined. He made a terrible throw in a major event. There was no doubt that the Great Depression came, his investment failed, the company went bankrupt, the family broke up, and the house was seized by the bank. He had no choice but to work in an entertainment center, and in the end he even lost to this entertainment venue.
Zhou Jinru was confused after hearing this, staring at the dice in his hand. If he rolled one, something terrible would happen, two would be very unlucky, three or four would not make much difference, it would just be him choking on his drink. I choked on my food. My luck is slightly better at five o'clock. I can win a thousand yuan in a two-dollar lottery. Six o'clock is extremely lucky. I will succeed no matter what I do. It is absolutely safe. Even in a situation where death is inevitable, justice will come from heaven and the danger will be turned into safety. .
He was thinking about it, and suddenly he was stunned. Anderson had clearly thrown two one-points and one two-points before. The so-called terrible events were the stool breaking its legs, choking on the drink, and being hit when going out?
If so, why did this poor man live in such a miserable state?
After rolling the point, will the effect appear immediately in the relevant event?
Zhou Jinru's face gradually darkened as he recalled what happened during the several throws. He suddenly stood up, holding the revolver in his hand, grabbed Anderson's collar, and pushed him to the door panel:
"Have you seen the waitress who delivered water just now?!"
It was unmistakable. The waitress was the only one who appeared in several throws. The first time it happened was when Anderson's stool leg broke. When someone asked him how he was, he refused and asked someone to get the hot water bottle;
The second time, he left for a while and did not find the hot water bottle when he came back. Because it was two o'clock that time, it was not the worst. Anderson changed his clothes for this;
The third time was just now. The waitress failed to come in and was blocked by Anderson who was about to go out. Zhou Jinru only saw half of the hot water bottle.
The broken stool legs and being hit when going out were not the end result of the bad luck incident at all, but the beginning of the whole incident, but both incidents were interrupted!
Zhou Jinru was not sure if it was because of himself. He held the revolver in his hand and pressed Anderson with one hand. His tone was cold: "Listen, Mr. Anderson, I am going to throw the point again now. Have you thought about what to say? "
Anderson didn't dare to express his anger and forced a smile: "I want to write a suicide note, is that okay?"
Good attitude.
Zhou Jinru threw the dice in his hand with little force, but the dice kept spinning in circles, flipping back and forth between the six points.
Click.
He pressed the hammer with his right hand holding the revolver, moved the muzzle of the gun, and aimed it at the dice. The corner of his mouth was slightly cracked, and his index finger pressed tightly on the trigger.
The dice shook twice and stopped, six o'clock.
"It's okay, Mr. Anderson. If I were you, I would immediately find a church, confess all the sins I have done to the priest, and volunteer there for three days to pray for salvation."
Zhou Jinru lowered his gun, thought about it carefully, grabbed the dice and put it in his pocket, then turned the door handle and saw two people standing at the door.
"Mr. Zhou, Anderson, are you okay?"
One person was wearing a black dress and a white shirt with a dark blue bow. Behind him stood a maid with her head lowered. The poor girl raised her head tremblingly and then quickly lowered it, as if she did not dare to look at these two people.
Zhou Jinru looked back at Anderson. Although the blond man was frightened, he still had his qualities. He naturally stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkled hem of his clothes and introduced: "This is today's guest, Mr. Zhou. He is Shiva Ash." The house’s manservant.”
You don't need to emphasize the word valet.
The corners of Zhou Jinru's mouth twitched.
"This is Cromwell, the nightclub manager at the entertainment centre, and..."
He stopped and swayed twice. Zhou Jinru next to him grabbed his elbow and supported Anderson with his own strength: "Mr. Anderson is a little uncomfortable. I happen to know some medical skills. This disease is very troublesome, and I plan to take care of him." He went to see a doctor.”
The nightclub manager named Cromwell bowed slightly: "Mr. Zhou, you are really a gentleman. Your health is the most important thing. Anderson doesn't have to be on duty today. Let's go see a doctor first. Remember to bring the bill back and the entertainment center will reimburse you."
His attitude was so sincere that Zhou Jinru could not find any problem. The nightclub manager turned sideways and said, "If Julie's inappropriate behavior caused Anderson's physical discomfort, it will be regarded as a work-related injury. In addition to reimbursement of medical expenses, there will be additional compensation." .”
