The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 215 The Chess Game at Channing Manor!Chuck: Are you convinced?Master: Impossible!Absolutely impossible!

The next day.

Jane opened her eyes from sound sleep with a smile on her lips, and it took a long time before she regained her memory. She raised her hand and looked at her watch and saw that it was almost ten o'clock. She exclaimed, got up, and after a quick wash, she went out and faced Xiang She greeted Justin and asked, "Where's Chuck?"

"Going to Long Island."

Justin smiled and said, "He told you to go find him after you wake up."

"damn it!"

Jane picked up the phone to call Chuck and ran to the garage, almost falling.

"I've already opened the car for you."

Justin stepped forward to support Jane and reminded.

Only then did Jane notice that the car that Chuck usually asked her to drive had indeed parked outside. She stood up awkwardly and thanked Justin. At this time, the phone was connected. After Chuck gave an address, Jane put away her mobile phone and walked slowly, got into the car, and left the mountainside villa.

Long Island, New York.

Jane drove to a luxurious manor. After reporting Chuck's name, she passed through the gate control and drove the car in. After parking, she walked into an outdoor meeting place that was being arranged under the leadership of the waiter. Chuck.

"What are you doing here?"

Jane asked puzzledly: "After Linda settled down yesterday, you haven't told me what the other method is!"

"Do you have the energy to listen?"

Chuck looked at her.

"You say what you say, I listen to me!"

Jian Qiao blushed, and quickly changed the subject: "What are you doing here?"

"I don't like doing useless work."

Martin asked: "Does he know why Patrick Kloster has no money?"

"I am the world chess champion, so I can get a small bonus."

Jane is sure.

"The bonus is unlimited after all, it's just a big part."

Martin shook his head: "Xiaotou still has the income from interviews, book publications, and endorsements before he won the world championship. Of course, he hasn't gone out of his way."

"Walk?"

Jane looked at Qi Zhou thoughtlessly.

"Correct."

Martin nodded and said, "For people without money, any kind of performance can be organized. Compared with Fadao and Fadao inviting celebrities to sing, some people from the old money family hate organizing some performances that can represent us. Status activities, such as the world chess champion vs. the seven lowest-level chess players in New York, in our eyes, the lowest intelligence competition can show our dominance and delight our nerves."

"Is the bastard coming today?"

Jane's eyes lit up: "Can he participate?"

"Compared to international championship games with relatively lenient rules, the rules of that kind of entertainment game are more flexible."

Martin said: "The seven invited representatives of the lowest chess power in New York can authorize others to play on our behalf, and you will replace one of them."

"Haha."

Jane laughed out loud immediately: "I'm really looking forward to seeing this bastard's expression when he sees him appearing in front of me later, it must be very plain!"

Seeing whether Martin agrees or not, Jane is also concerned, but Fa Dao stopped laughing, and became worried again: "Am I going to or am I willing to have sex with him?"

"You stood in front of me with your ability, and it completely complies with the rules of the game I set. Why should I agree?"

Martin Fadao said: "I agree that it doesn't matter, there is no need for a match at this time."

"If I still agree, it means that I know that I am like him, and I dare to have sex with him. Anything else is an excuse."

Jane laughed.

While the two were talking, a blond-haired, long-legged man ran over there, stopped behind them panting, and shouted, "Martin, he's there, you've been looking for him for a long time... Who are you?"

"Big girl, who is he?"

Jane saw at a glance that the man behind her eyes looked very mature, but in fact he was still a young man, so she couldn't help laughing.

"You are a big girl!"

The blond-haired, long-legged man held his head high, and then you caught a glimpse of Jane's figure, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he hummed heavily, "Does he even know you?"

"Should you know?"

Jane can't help teasing you: "Big girl~"

"Is he an American?"

The blond-haired, long-legged man said contemptuously, "I know you, Ren Gangrong Jia Si?"

"Jass..."

Jane suddenly said: "He is the son of billionaire Channing Jass, and that manor belongs to his family?"

"It's the only boy!"

Caroline, a man, corrected: "That manor is just one of many manors in your family!"

"Excellent, it turned out to be the princess of Jia Si's family."

Jane gave Ren Gangrong a thumbs up, and glanced at Martin consciously. She originally thought that Amy was the most unknown among Martin's partners, but did she ever think that it would be impossible to lose the Princess of America.

Wrong!

As the only son of billionaire Channing Jass, Ren Gangrong Jass is recognized as a princess-level rich man. Your father has prepared a trust fund for you whether you are an adult or not.

Well, a billion dollars!

Even among the rich and nobles, it is definitely the top treatment, but it is a capital princess who can directly be promoted to a real billionaire "by inheriting the family inheritance" as soon as she becomes an adult!

"Who is he?"

Caroline looked at Jane with her chin lifted.

"You are Martin's assistant."

Before Jane knew the identity of the other party, she also wanted to tease the other party and caused conflicts. You are a princess like Caroline.

"Oh, so it's the assistant. Just tell me, his temperament looks just like your father's male assistants."

Caroline, who had been keeping it behind her for a long time, waved her palms heavily, and said something strange, then she looked away at Martin: "Martin, you've been looking for him for a long time, you can talk to him, and you have a lot I want to ask him about financial management and accounting knowledge.”

"Find his father."

Martin shook his head: "I'm best at those."

"But your father said he was the best."

Caroline put her hands together and begged coquettishly: "Please~!"

"available."

Ren Gang was moved and walked away as he spoke.

"No wonder Amy is so confident."

Caroline looked at the back of Martin leaving, and couldn't help mumbling and complaining loudly.

"He knows Amazing Amy?"

Jane, who was about to walk away with Martin, heard the mumbling, subconsciously stopped, and looked over curiously.

You've always been very curious about the famous and amazing Amy.

"Is it strange?"

The multi-boy Caroline glanced at Jane: "If it happened that the detective Martin rescued Amazing Amy, Amazing Amy would have a chance to retreat into your circle of friends and let you know."

"So he knows about the scandal between you and Ren Gang?"

Jian Sigua said: "He and you are friends now...is he that good?"

"He knows all about the ecology of your circle of friends, doesn't he?"

Ren Gangrong looked at Jane as if he was looking at a fool, and left with his head held high.

"..."

Jane's face turned pale.

Although you knew it later, but now you know it vaguely, and you hate that kind of circle of friends ecology very much!
"How did he meet you?"

Fortunately, it was difficult to adjust her mood and Jane, who found Martin, couldn't help asking.

"I'm rich."

Martin was succinct.

"...Well, they have no money, and they know each other very well."

Jane suddenly couldn't understand the feeling of Big Sheldon, and complained: "He just said that he specially prepared that game, and you will feel any strangeness, because he has no money!"

Speaking of that, you never said it was going up, because you noticed that Martin gave you a look, and you understood that look, and exclaimed incredulously: "Wait, that's actually true? That game Is it a coincidence, but arranged by him?"

"Weird?"

Martin asked.

"It's strange!"

Jane forcefully complained: "That's right! I just had a fight with this bastard yesterday, and I let him come to me first before he was not eligible to fight with me. As a result, there was no match today. It's such a coincidence! It's such a coincidence to have no money! You can do whatever you want!"

"There is money to spend."

Martin said fiercely: "It's just to say hello to Mr. Jass. Originally, the invitational match was scheduled for two weeks ago, that is, before Patrick Kloster participated in the world championship match from Lengjing. You just let Jass It's just a little late, sir."

"Just let a billionaire delay an arrangement?"

The corner of Jane's mouth twitched and repeated Martin's Versailles words.

Saying hello allows the billionaire to change the long-planned arrangement, which involves the schedule of very few guests without status or status, so there is nothing so tense and casual!
"Dr. Wolf, that's his ID badge, No. 1!"

Eight women and one man came over, and one of the women took the entry card from her neck and handed it to Martin willingly.

Ren Gang took it, walked to his chessboard, sat up and nodded to the host who was looking at him.

"Gentlemen and gentlemen, welcome the world chess champion grand master Patrick Kloster!"

Amidst the applause, Patrick Kloster came out wearing his ID card, looked at the seven contestants, and directly faced the audience of low-class people including Jia Si's father and son, bowed and nodded slightly.

Then I turned around and saw Martin.

"Well, well, well!"

Patrick Kloster's expression changed, and he walked over with a smile: "Sure enough, it's detective Ren Gang, and that made him find a chance. It's really a no-brainer."

"He said that he would only have sex with you if you walked in front of him, and now you are here."

Ren Gang looked at me: "Up is up?"

"As he wishes!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everything went backward according to the rules of the game, and Patrick Kloster could only refuse to play.

But it was the same as the kind of one-on-one competition that I participated in a few times in the past. That time I reached out and took a white chess piece in the palm of my hand. Reaching back and looking at Ren Gang, he signaled that Ren Gang's guess was for nothing.

In chess, white goes first, and among players of similar skill, or even the very best, the advantage that one move brings almost spells defeat.

In a team battle with one against many, Fa Dao's default is that the 'one' goes first with the white piece, which was the case for Beth Harmon yesterday, and the 4 chessboards are also arranged in the same way today, with all the white pieces aligned. It was Patrick Kloster.

Now Patrick Kloster did not follow the routine, but guessed first, it was obvious that he valued the game with Martin very much, and he was preparing to win the flawless.

Martin glanced at me, pointed to my right hand, and waited for Patrick Kloster to open his hand to reveal whether it was white or white, and said directly: "White goes first!"

Patrick Kloster paused with his open hand, and opened it hastily, revealing the white piece in the palm of his right hand. Martin chose the white piece, so naturally I would go first with the white piece.

That should have been a disputable advantage, but Ren Gang made it so that Patrick Kloster lost the joy of having the advantage first.

In addition to skills, chess games also test mentality and performance!

However, if it is replaced by two alpha dogs, the skills are the most peak, and they will make mistakes. This is almost used, and the white one who moves first will definitely win.

But people are alpha dogs, and their state is limited by a few factors. Even if their skills are top-notch, they will still make mistakes.

Martin obviously guessed the white piece correctly, but he chose the white piece and let me go first. It was just a blatant contempt for me, as if to say: "What's wrong with letting him go first with the white piece? He will still lose!"

If it is a seasoned player who is good at adjusting his mentality, that hand alone is enough to make my mouth full.

"Need us to admit defeat and concentrate on getting on with you?"

Martin waited for Patrick Kloster to put the Reversi back to its original position, and asked again.

"Yes!"

Patrick Kloster squinted at the other eight contestants and went straight to the road.

"..."

Two women and one man with the lowest chess skill in New York City have very good-looking faces. We deny that we may be opponents of the world champion, but it is necessary to treat us with that attitude, as if we are rotten fish and shrimp.

"As he wishes!"

Ren Gang pressed the switch of the timer clock, and stretched out his hand to signal that it was time for me to get on.

Playing chess is very mind-consuming, and a game can even last for days or years, but it is suitable for competition.

Therefore, in the chess game, the rules of counting clocks were introduced. They were placed under the chessboard, and two people shared a chess clock. With the switch on that side, the clock on your own side stops counting, and the chess clock on the opponent's side will automatically start counting.

Before the opponent thinks well, before taking a move, repeat the following actions, so that the game is over, and the chess clock records the thinking time of both sides.

The length of the timing is freely defined by the organizer, it can be long or short, and once it is set, if it exceeds that time, it will be directly judged as a loser.

Patrick Kloster took a deep look at Martin, then moved the white pawns forward, and then I went to the No. 2 chessboard, No. 3 chessboard, and No. 4 chessboard. The solemnity, the small opening and the small closing are full of casualness.

"Dad, who will win?"

Caroline grabbed the arm of a handsome middle-aged uncle and looked at Martin's No. 1 chessboard with ease.

"Martin will win."

Billionaire Channing Jass patted the man's hand and said affirmatively.

"He understands?"

Caroline leaned closer to her father's ear and asked loudly.

"Of course you understand."

Channing Jass looked at the seven weeks, and teased in a voice that only the father and the man could hear: "That kind of collision of top wisdom, how can you understand the subtle changes hidden in each step, if you If you can understand, you can also compete for the world championship, but you need to understand chess games, you only need to understand people."

"Well, you also think Martin can win!"

Caroline nodded with a smile in her eyes.

It didn't take long for everyone to see it.

Because compared to Martin, who has been fierce from beginning to end, the world champion super master Patrick Kloster's movements are more and more chic, and the time of thinking is getting longer and longer every time he takes a step, while Martin is almost in seconds. It seems that there is no need to think at all.

It is too obvious which is weak and which is strong.

"He lost!"

Before Patrick Kloster made a difficult move, Martin directly announced the result. Patrick Kloster's face changed slightly, he stared at the chessboard, his cerebellum deduced possible changes at full speed, and waited until Ren Gang was willing to wait. , I made a direct move and moved a step before my face turned pale and I realized that I really lost.

"He is very powerful, his style is very similar to that of a Red Bear chess player, and his style is also similar."

His eyes changed for a long time, Patrick Kloster smiled weakly and said: "I look forward to your future one-on-one fair fight!"

The onlookers suddenly whispered.

Those who are willing to come there to watch have little or no common sense understanding of chess, and the post-Red Bear players who have swept the world to the despair of the Americans, play chess with a style of making mistakes like robots, and they are "criticized" His teamwork style' has been widely reported by the American media.

Why teamwork?
We must know that chess games are very brain-intensive games, and the red bear players usually occupy the bottom eight. When it is our turn to compete with each other, we will try our best to play as much as we can, and save our energy to deal with us Americans. That is what the American media calls teamwork.

It doesn't matter that the talented American chess players are still noisy in and out of the game because of this, which pushed that kind of news to the forefront.

When Patrick Kloster said that, it immediately reminded everyone that Martin's expression did not look like a red bear chess player's robot style, nor did he have a 4V1 pattern, and it could be regarded as teamwork.

"Victory is martial arts."

"What do you think, how could the world champion lose so cautiously? It turned out that it was a sneak attack to take advantage of."

"It's possible for a world champion to win every match."

There was a lot of discussion.

When Patrick Kloster heard those words with his back turned, his complexion improved a little, and he showed a confident and calm smile again.

"It's time to wait."

Martin got up, walked behind chessboard No. 2, and gestured to Patrick Kloster: "You guys will finish the remaining boards."

"What does he mean?"

Patrick Kloster was startled, and a sense of auspicious premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"They can go up."

Ren Gang looked at players No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4.

When Patrick Kloster's face changed slightly, chess players No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 took out the earphones from their ears, stood up and explained to everyone helplessly: "After the game, Wolff Doctor 1V4 has played with you, defeated you, and made you suspect that even I and you have won, let alone defeated the world champion Mr. Kloster, so you refused my request, put on the headphones, and the whole process In Fadao, I use my mobile phone to send text messages to voice reminders to play chess."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"So it looks like a seven-person team fight with one person, but it's actually just one person against one person, just playing seven games of chess at the same time?"

exclaimed Caroline in amazement.

"It's possible!"

Patrick Kloster's face was ashen, and he looked at the cultural barriers between the East and the West. He lost his composure and shouted out the classic quote of Cao Bandit: "It's definitely possible!"

(End of this chapter)