The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 132 Susan: Listen to my sister's persuasion, Chuck is too cold, you can't handle it!
Casino lobby.

"Or you go up first?"

Seeing Jane watching Chuck's leaving back, Susan couldn't help but tease.

"What am I going to do?"

Jane withdrew her gaze and covered herself.

"What should I do?"

Susan smiled ambiguously: "Of course, if you don't want to do something now, you can go and play with me."

"playing what?"

Jane suppressed the urge to go up to find Chuck, and she also knew that it was useless to go up at this time, because Chuck had to do daily training and had no time to talk to her, so she pretended not to care and asked, "Anyway, I don't know how to play." Slot machine."

"Go play blackjack."

Susan suggested: "At least some technology is needed."

"Ok."

Jane hesitated, then agreed.

She also wanted to take the opportunity to find out where this charming woman was with Chuck.

The two walked into the hall side by side. Susan glanced at it, pointed to a card table and said with a smile, "Let's just go there."

Jane looked up and saw a young Asian female dealer dealing cards there, and a young Asian female tourist sitting there playing alone, she nodded and followed Susan.

"Don't mind if we join."

Susan smiled at the two of them.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in the eyes of the Asian female tourist, but she still shook her head with a smile.

Susan sat down with Jane, took out cash and exchanged some chips, and started to play, chatting with Jane while playing: "So, you and Chuck were also introduced, huh?"

"uh-huh."

Jane let out a nasal voice, and glanced at Susan: "You too?"

"Ah."

Susan knocked on the poker table, signaled the Asian female dealer to deal the cards to her, and smiled at Jane: "My boss who has to be introduced is also forced, his wife is worried that his son will die alone, how about you? What's the reason?"

"My aunt thinks Chuck is fine."

Jane remembered the first time she met Chuck, and couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

"Auntie?"

Susan's mouth curled up.

"... dear aunt."

Jane understood the meaning of Susan's words, and was speechless.

"We're all women in law enforcement, and I'm older than you."

Susan continued to ask for cards, and said with a smile to Jane: "You look like a relatively innocent girl. After listening to my sister's persuasion, Chuck is too cold, you can't handle it, and you are the only one who gets hurt in the end."

"I know."

Facing the look in the eyes of the Asian female dealer, Jane waved her hand and stopped asking for cards, and shook her head, "But it's not as cold as the wind in Wind River Valley."

If it hadn't been for Chuck, she would have been chilled out.

Compared with that, no matter how cold Chuck was, he couldn't be colder than that.

Besides, in her eyes, Chuck was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"You fool."

Susan turned her head to look at Jane, who was caught in the memory with a smile on her lips, and sighed.

"Smart people are too tired to live."

Jane smiled sweetly: "There's nothing wrong with being stupid. Besides, compared with Chuck, few people are smart, and they are all fools. It doesn't matter if there is more or less."

"……as long as you are happy."

Susan was taken aback by the smile.

Seeing that Susan didn't seem to be competing with her, Jane smiled even sweeter.

"You two, do you need a drink?"

A waitress came over with a tray and asked politely.

"Need not!"

Jane and Susan said in unison.

"Free drinks."

The waitress reminded.

"Need not."

Jane shook her head.

Susan shook her head too.

"Ok."

The waitress didn't try to persuade her anymore, she smiled and walked away.

Jane and Susan looked at each other, and Jane looked away.

The harmony just now disappeared suddenly, and the air suddenly became quiet.

The sweet smile on Jane's face disappeared.

It was a habit she had learned from Chuck to try not to eat or drink food offered to her when she was out, especially if it was offered for free in public.

What about Susan?
Why is she like this?
"Listen to my sister's persuasion, Chuck is too cold, you can't handle it" This sentence echoed in Jane's ears unconsciously, and she instinctively felt that it was a bit strange.

Say I can't grasp it, why do you try to grasp it?

If you don't try to grasp it, why do you unconsciously become like Chuck?
Besides, whether it's cold or not, they are Americans, and they feel uncomfortable in everything. The doctor's advice is to drink more ice water when they go home.

This is true for almost any situation, including your menstrual period!

Fortunately, she thought Susan was a good person just now, but the more Jane thinks about it now, the more she feels that Susan is a bit of a tease and can't get along with her.

"shit!"

Susan cursed secretly in her heart.

What she said before was from the bottom of her heart. She really felt that a simple and good girl like Jane is not suitable for someone as cold as Chuck, who is prone to frostbite. She really didn't mean anything to Chuck, but she didn't know why What happened, she subconsciously refused the free drink by accident.

That's very un-Susan!

You know, she loves work and understands life. When going to such occasions, even if she doesn't have a glass of Dry Martine, she still has a glass of champagne or red wine.

She is dressed in a sexy dress, holding a goblet with flaming red lips, this is her!
Why did you subconsciously refuse it all of a sudden?

What the hell!
"waiter!"

Susan, who was cursing secretly, raised her hand and greeted the waitress who was not far away: "Give me a glass of vodka."

"Want to add ice?"

The waitress smiled and came over to ask.

"do not want!"

Susan shook her head decisively.

In fact, she likes to drink it iced, but she thinks it is better not to drink it iced at this time.

Jane was indifferent to this, just looking at the cards on the table in a daze.

The Asian girl who was sitting with Jane and Susan took a peek at the two of them, looked at the cards on the poker table, and saw a handsome young man approaching not far away, secretly wryly smiling.

Not far away, a handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes was walking in the gambling hall, looking around at the poker table and at the people on the poker table. When he walked past the table of Jane and Susan, he first looked at the Asian girl, then When he looked at Jane and Susan, his eyes lit up.

"what!"

Susan was very sensitive to the man's gaze, so she looked sideways and said in surprise, "The suit is nice!"

But she recognized that this handsome young man was the man who fell over while watching her at the door. Compared with before, not only did he dress up to a higher level, he even put on a little makeup.

"Thank you."

The handsome young man couldn't help but smile, glanced around at the other card tables, and couldn't help but want to sit over.

The Asian girl immediately reached out and stroked her hair, stroking the hair on the right side behind her ear.

The handsome young man fixed his eyes, stopped there, smiled at Susan, turned and left.

This table is still played by three women.

There were also men who came to harass her, but when they saw the FBI police badge that Jane was showing, they immediately sobered up and left wisely.

You come to Las Vegas to have fun, not to be uncomfortable.

The Asian girl left quietly.

When Susan came back to her senses, Jane was gone too.

In a suite.

"what happened?"

The handsome young man looked at the Asian girl in puzzlement: "Why did you send the signal to retreat in advance?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Asian girl complained: "You really don't know what happened?"

Seeing the sudden expression on the handsome young man's face, the Asian girl couldn't help but patted her forehead: "Men, when you see a beautiful woman, you forget everything, don't you recognize who the beautiful woman who talked to you came with? "

"Chuck Wolfe."

The handsome young man said belatedly.

"And who is Chuck Wolfe?"

Another female companion couldn't help asking.

"..."

The handsome young man was speechless, as if he understood something.

"We don't blame you for not recognizing Chuck Wolfe when you first came here."

A male companion shook his head at the handsome young man: "But I fell in front of him at the door, and we didn't talk to you when we came back. Who is Koppuck Wolfe?"

"said."

The handsome young man smiled wryly, "Top accountant, mathematician, legend in the card counting world."

"It seems you still remember."

A middle-aged man with a dangerous hairline and a deep complexion walked out of the shadows: "He can complete the work of a group of us alone, and he can do better than us. He didn't even come to the casino to count cards, so he was directly included in the casino." The supreme VIP customer is forbidden to gamble for life. Such a person is someone we should not only respect, but also stay away from, because as long as he appears in the casino, he will be under the surveillance of the casino at all times. Observational investigations, and our work cannot be under the spotlight, let alone under the microscope."

"Not only that."

The Asian girl complained: "The other beautiful woman is the FBI! In this case, my table is suitable, how dare I let you come and win money."

"FBI?"

The face of the middle-aged man with a dangerous hairline changed: "Qianna, you are right! We formed a team to make money quietly and steadily. It doesn't matter if you have nothing to gain from a free night. Safety is the most important thing."

"Professor Lothar, what should we do now?"

The handsome young man panicked.

That's right!

The middle-aged man with a dangerous hairline is a university professor and a professor at MIT. He is proficient in applied mathematics and uses mathematical card counting to make money in casinos.

It's just that the casino has a special person to monitor and watch to prevent others from counting cards. When the reputation of Dr. Chuck Wolf came from the lottery industry, all casinos not only stepped up their efforts to track down, but also began to upgrade and find someone to develop Facial recognition software can tell if a customer is counting cards.

I heard that it was also an idea when I was reviewing the materials of Dr. Chuck Wolfe.

Now, card counting is getting more and more difficult, especially for individuals committing crimes, and the risk of being caught is getting higher and higher, so he took advantage of the professor's convenience to find students who are particularly good at mathematics to form a group to count cards and make money.

"Don't worry."

The middle-aged man with a dangerous hairline comforted him: "Wait and see, it probably wasn't for us."

there.

After Susan noticed that Jane had left, she played for a while. After drinking the wine in the glass, she felt bored, so she also got up and left.

When she returned to the presidential suite, she heard the familiar and unfamiliar American singing and Japanese singing in another room, and she couldn't help but swear: "You must be kidding me!"

(End of this chapter)