hero?it must be me

There are still eight cards in my hand.

Four 5s, three 2s, and one 3.

Kakyoin has 10 cards in his hand.

In Jotaro's hand, hehe, there are 17 cards, and they haven't moved at all.

Even if they have two sets of bombs, they can't change the situation.

And Kakyoin's 2 undoubtedly overwhelmed Jotaro's line of playing cards.

The kid must be in one of the two of them's hand, but even if it's really in Jotaro's hand...

Jotaro's eyes rolled slightly, and then—

"Little devil."

Hearing this, the smile on Darby's face stagnated slightly.

"Jotaro?!"

Even Abdel was a little anxious now.

Jotaro's way of playing is better than not playing, because in a sense, it is equivalent to consuming the card resources of their group.

Could it be that Kakyoin is the only one who knows how to play this kind of rule, and Jotaro is actually not good at it?

Darby looked at the two suspiciously.

After thinking for a second, he made a decision.

"Then, big devil."

With that said, Darby played a big ghost.

He intentionally pressed the red joker on top of the kid that Jotaro had just shot.

"Hi, shopkeeper."

"Ah, yes, I am!"

The shopkeeper who was suddenly called by Darby was taken aback.

"Here, pour a cappuccino for Mr. Jotaro and Mr. Kakyoin."

With a confident smile on his face, he looked at the two people opposite him: "Coffee, especially sweet coffee, is the best way to relax when you're nervous like this, don't you think so? Both of you."

At this moment, Abdel and Polnareff looked at a loss.

Only Kakyoin and Jotaro remained calm.

"Bomb, four aces."

Kakyoin waved and played four cards.

"Oh! Awesome!"

Darby sighed in admiration, then glanced at Jotaro out of the corner of his eye.

"Pass."

Jotaro started to check again without thinking.

"Well, I'm sorry too, please."

Darby said with a smile.

Kakyoin, there are 6 more cards.

For Jotaro, there are 16 cards.

Even if Kakyoin has the ability to force me to stop in this round, Jotaro will still be left after playing his remaining 10 cards.

In Jotaro's hand, there are still 16 cards that have not been played.

As for the cards in my hand, I only need one round of chance to clear them.

In other words, Jotaro had to play all 17 cards when he couldn't give me a chance in one round.

16 cards, that's 16 cards.

can you beat me

Can you beat me without giving me a chance?

I'll shatter that poker face of yours, Jotaro!

"What's the matter, Kakyoin-kun, act quickly."

He looked at Kakyoin who lowered his face slightly: "Even if you procrastinate, the result won't change, will it?"

"...That's right."

Kakyoin raised her face.

For the first time since the game started, a smile appeared on his face.

"If time drags on for too long, Jotaro will also feel uncomfortable."

Ok?

Uncomfortable?

Darby frowned slightly.

"Three Tens and three Jacks, then."

Kakyoin casually dropped the last three cards.

"My cards are empty."

At this moment, the air in the entire coffee shop seemed to stagnate slightly.

Three 10s, and three Jacks...

As an old gambler, the moment he played these six cards at Huajingyuan, a picture appeared in Darby's mind.

——That is, the 17 untouched cards in Jotaro's hand.

Cold sweat slipped across Darby's forehead, which had become stiff.

Without speaking, Jotaro took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, picked out one, and put it in his mouth.

Immediately, there was nothing but Jotaro's side, and suddenly something flashed away.

Cigarette, was lit.

"What's the matter? Darby."

With a lighted cigarette in his mouth, Jotaro stared directly at Darby with his cold eyes: "Looks like he doesn't have enough sleep."

"Jotaro! What did you just do?!"

Darby pointed at Jotaro and shouted as if he had come to his senses.

"Huh? I don't quite understand what you're talking about."

"You, you just let Platinum Star - I understand, you, you are in collusion, right?!"

Darby slapped the table violently: "The two of you must have colluded at some point and looked at each other's cards—it's out of thousands!"

"Huh? How do you say this?"

Kakyoin shrugged with a smile.

"So, Jotaro, you made Star Platinum—"

At this point, Darby choked.

Using the Platinum Star to peek at Kakyoin's hand, and thus reached a cooperation - this is what Darby wanted to say.

But here is the problem.

Even if Jotaro can really see the cards in Kakyoin's hand, Kakyoin cannot see Jotaro.

Is the tacit understanding between the two of them so good?

Besides...

Darby, there is no hard evidence.

No one can prove that Jotaro made a fortune with the Platinum Star.

"Why, are you feeling unwell?"

"..."

"Then, the game continues."

Jotaro raised his right hand.

"My turn."

"Wait--"

"Four Qs, Bomb."

Before Darby could finish his sentence, Jotaro played four cards.

"How? Yes, or not?"

"..."

Clutching the cards in his hand tightly, Darby's facial features twisted together, he stood up unknowingly because of his excitement, he took two steps back, his head bowed deeply.

"……no, do not want……"

"Then, the last round."

Jotaro will hold 13 cards——

All of them were inserted straight into the tabletop of this wooden table like a sharp arrow by the hand of Platinum Star!

“三张7带3，三张8带4，三张9带6。”

Jotaro, who was empty-handed, put his hands in his pockets, stood up, and looked down at the slightly swaying Darby.

"Game over, Darby."

Chapter 129 Chapter 120 Seven: Send, the answer is to send

Kakyoin looked at the soul chips engraved with Er Qiao's face.

They did not return to the posture of the soul because of the end of this gambling game.

Zheng Qi told them that when Darby loses in the game, the soul chips he promised will return to their original soul state, and those whose body is still alive will return to his body, which has already decayed Yes, you will be liberated.

This is the ability rule of God Osiris, and even Darby himself cannot violate it.

In any case, even if Darby believed in his heart that Jotaro and Kakyoin were cheating, he was defeated if he couldn't find evidence that the two were cheating.

As he himself said, in the world of gamblers, those who can't see through their opponent's cheating will deserve it if they lose.

However, these [should] be the soul bargaining chips that belong to Er Qiao, which are placed in front of everyone, but they haven't changed because of Darby's defeat.

So……

"really."

Kakyoin looked at the pale Darby.

"You didn't get Mr. Joestar's soul at all, these so-called bargaining chips..."

He picked up a round chip engraved with Er Qiao's face: "It's just a similar one that you carved out in advance."

"That's why you have been avoiding using detailed words to describe these chips. When announcing the bet, you used [these] to refer to it instead of directly saying [Joseph Joestar's soul]."

"Not only that, but you probably made a certain number of these fakes from the beginning, and when you saw us, you took out the corresponding ones according to the number of people, just in case you needed them."

"After all, this kind of fake, you can't use your double as a fake."

Throwing a fake chip at Darby's feet, Kakyoin crossed his arms and looked at him with a nervous expression.

"Using the words of Zheng Qi's hometown, you are empty-handed white wolf. It seems that your original plan was to win the soul of one of us through fake chips. relationship, and if you don’t expose it, you still have a chance to come back.”

"The calculation is very good, but unfortunately, the actual operation is not very good."