Chapter 938: After-meal exercise
"As you wish. You win again, madam." The dealer's face had changed from green to black.
At the same time, the onlookers cheered, as if they were happier to see the casino lose money than to win.
There is also a "flower protector" standing next to the woman. He is not tall but dressed very coquettishly. He is wearing a windbreaker and a sad face. He is better than a certain "Zha Kang" who has cosplayed before. The guy looks more like the original.
"Hey, guys, you're finally here." The guy turned around and saw the three of them walking this way. He opened his arms to Nigli enthusiastically, but she held him on his shoulder in disgust. Punch.
"O'Donnell, why did you show up too?" Nigli also looked a little surprised. The message she received came from Dixon who was playing cards, but she didn't expect the two of them to show up together.
"Retcher?" Dixon, who was sitting, also turned around, but it was another "familiar face". The one in the bad Marvel movie "Inhumans" who had bright red hair but was shaved The bald queen "Medusa".
Unfortunately, compared to her graceful figure, Dixon’s facial lines are a bit stiff, and her makeup style is more in line with the beauty image in old-fashioned western movies. She is also a bit older and has wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Somewhat obvious, probably around 40 years old.
However, in Jack's view, the eldest sister's appearance unexpectedly matched Reacher's rough, weathered face. If the two of them put on dusty denim outfits and paired them with a denim hat, hat, you can go directly to the set of "Duel at Yuma".
Dixon turned to one side, revealing a pile of chips on the card table in front of her, and Jack finally understood why the dealer's face was so ugly.
Just as Reacher and Dixon looked at each other with meaningful eyes, O'Donnell on the other side also explained to Nigli the reason for his loss of contact.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to return your calls. I was on vacation with my family at the time, and this week is our 'unplugged week'."
Niggly couldn't help but frown. He frowned, "This word sounds a bit scary."
"Yes, my wife will choose a week every year to find a holiday cabin in a deserted place, with no mobile phones, no TV or even a washing machine. , it’s that kind of ‘get away from the screen and get close to nature’
It sounds wonderful, but as soon as the third day comes, my demon children will start to ‘kill each other’. >
When I got home and received your message in the voicemail, I rushed to New York as soon as possible. I received another message from Dixon on the way, so I transferred it to Atlantic City. "
After explaining this, O'Donnell looked a little sad, "I know all about Franz, Sanchez and Orozco. Unfortunately, there is also Swann. Have you found his whereabouts? ”
“Let’s talk about it later. "Nigley winked at him, indicating that this was not the place to talk.
"Then this person? "O'Donnell's eyes turned to Jack, with a faint taste of repulsion in his eyes.
"Jack, Reacher's friend, is here to help. "Jack took the initiative to reach out. He was also wearing a black windbreaker today. Although the two people's clothes are not "matching", their styles are indeed similar.
Just as a few people were chatting and introducing each other, an old man dressed like a manager appeared in front of Dixon and pulled out a few tickets from the inner pocket of his suit.
"Congratulations, madam, I see that you are very lucky today. Do you want to go to a wonderful concert for free as a celebration?"
Jack, a newcomer to the casino, was still very happy at first. He thought it was some blind guy who came to strike up a conversation, but he soon realized that he had actually seen the legendary casino trying to persuade him to quit.
The only person he knows who has had a similar experience is probably Red, but this guy was directly blacklisted by all the casinos in Las Vegas, because he won too much money like this. This was the first time I had seen him being directly approached by a casino and asked to quit.
"No need, I'm having a lot of fun here." Dixon raised his eyebrows and handed the concert ticket back directly.
The casino manager did not accept the ticket, but leaned closer to her and whispered, "We know you are counting cards." "Mental arithmetic is not illegal." Dixon replied with a smile. Seeing the old man's face change slightly, she immediately spoke again After a turn, "But since all my friends have come to see me, let's forget it this time."
After saying that, she stood up and greeted Rachel, "This whole body Mr. Muscles, please help me take these chips to the cash window."
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Going out to eat with Rachel, the buffet is the best choice, what does this guy eat. They were all delicious, and they were the type of food that was eaten voraciously and left in a hurry. It was clearly food for three people, but he could eat it all in half the time it would take a normal person to eat one serving.
"What's wrong with you all? No appetite?" The big man asked strangely when he noticed that the food on everyone's plates was not touched except for Jack.
“My mind has been in a mess since you left me a message saying that Franz was dead. You know I haven’t been to a casino for many years, and then you told me that Sanchez and Orozco were also dead. "Dead." Kneaded into a mess.
O'Donnell also had a sullen face, completely losing his previous cheerful playboy demeanor, "I must say, Franz's matter made me very angry. I like that kid, and... There’s Sanchez and Orozco, damn, let’s just say, what bastards are we going to kill?”
"You should eat a full stomach before working, so that you will have strength." Jack wiped his mouth and glanced behind Reacher silently.
“Should we go to Sanchez and Orozco’s offices first, or should we clean up those tails first?”
The black SUV followed him all the way from New York to Atlantic City, and the driver was a man in a suit A guy with a leather jacket and a scar on his cheek. Although he thinks he hides it well, his tracking skills are actually not very good.
“The two things don’t seem to conflict.” Nigli said looking at the map on his phone. “Their office is in the alley near the boardwalk. It looks quite remote and suitable. Walk over."
Reacher stood up and grabbed the second-hand coat placed on the back of the chair, pressing a five-dollar bill under the coffee cup as a tip, "OK, let's do some after-dinner exercise. .”
The five of us were just like ordinary tourists. After walking out of the restaurant, they seemed to be strolling leisurely on the boardwalk. The sea breeze in late autumn was a bit cold, but it was much higher than the temperature in New York, which was already close to 0 degrees. A thin sweater and a coat were just right. .
Around 12 o'clock is when the atmosphere in the casino reaches its climax. There are not many pedestrians on the street outside, and five people walk in two rows, two in front and three in back.
It could be seen that Dixon was also interested in Reacher. The two walked in front and chatted quietly, and the three people behind them wisely kept a distance of four or five meters between them.
While walking, when passing by a convenience store, Reacher took Dixon inside. When they came out again, each of them had several bottles of beer in their hands.
Rachel handed Jack a bottle, "It's too easy to attract the police if you shoot here. It's best not to make too much noise."
Jack took his hand out of his pocket, and an Osprey silencer flashed between his fingers. "Thank you, but did you steal my line? When did you start worrying about this kind of problem?"
"The main reason is that I want to have a good sleep tonight and don't want to spend the night in the local police station's detention center." Reacher handed the bottle to Jack, looked behind him calmly, and frowned. , "Why are there only four people coming from behind?"
Jack was also looking behind him through the glass door of the convenience store that Rachel pushed open. He turned his head slightly and saw the SUV with a New York license plate. Driving slowly past them, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
“There are three more people in the car, 8 versus 5, it’s still hard to tell.”
“Then let’s compare who moves faster. The slower one invites a round of wine and uses a gun. "It doesn't count." Reicher raised his chin and gestured to a construction site not far away, "It looks very good there."
(End of this chapter)