Chapter 612 Confrontation
“Dr. Jiang.” Someone came over and asked in a low voice: “What are you thinking about?”
When Jiang Cheng turned his head, he happened to see Pi Ruan’s face, which was a little worried. The tangled face was obviously a very familiar face, but Jiang Cheng felt unfamiliar.
"Nothing." Jiang Cheng replied calmly: "I suddenly thought of a friend."
Whether Pi Ruan is related to Crimson or not, now is not the time to verify it. The top priority is to find out Liu The identity of the lame man and his strangeness are obvious. If it can be confirmed that he is the former Dongyang disciple, then things will be much simpler.
"Where can I go to find out Liu Laizi's identity?" Huaiyi asked. The Feng family should be the ones who know his details best, but they are already dead.
The police station may be able to find out the details of Liu Laizi, but everyone has a tacit agreement not to speak out. Everyone has a bad impression of Director Qiao who forcibly kidnapped them to investigate the case.
I don’t want to have contact with him unless I have to.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng said: "Go find Wu Dali."
Wu Dali is obviously not a core member of the police station, and the jobs assigned to him are all errands, etc., but It seems that he is also happy and carefree.
According to what was said before, everyone found him at a tea stall. At this time, he was shirtless, with one foot on a stool, gambling with a group of people.
While still far away, I heard someone shouting, "Buy the deal and leave, and you will be rich!"
It seemed that Wu Dali was not very lucky. When he got closer, he found that he was not deliberately doing it. Shirtless, after all, the weather is getting colder now.
He also lost his clothes.
After approaching Wu Dali, Jiang Cheng explained his intention. Wu Dali refused at first. There was a strange emotion in his eyes, and he seemed to have some concerns.
But Jiang Cheng's next words couldn't help but make him think deeply, "You lost all the police uniforms. Have you figured out how to explain it when you go back?" He looked at Wu Dali and asked.
After a while, Wu Dali gritted his teeth and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
"I'll help you win it back."
Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, The originally noisy crowd paused for a moment, and then burst into laughter. People here were from all walks of life.
They don’t have any other skills, but they still have the ability to recognize people. In their opinion, Jiang Cheng and his group are too “clean” and they don’t understand their methods here at all.
A rough man with a burn scar on the right side of his face squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Boy, I advise you to mind your own business, otherwise I will export your mother-in-law!"
Hearing this, the crowd burst into laughter again.
Jiang Cheng didn't take it seriously. He only cared about Wu Dali's answer, "Need it or refuse it?"
Wu Dali pursed his lips, as if he knew what would happen if he lost his clothes, so He made up his mind and nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"
But what everyone didn't expect was that the one they were betting against was not Jiang Cheng, who had praised Haikou at the beginning, but A beautiful woman.
"How to play?" Lin Wan'er stretched out her hand and picked up three dice with one hand. She held one between each of her slender fingers, and then threw them into the dice cup one by one. Her narrow eyes were emotionless, "Yes. Haimen or a golden cup? ”
A man with a scarred face Seemingly seeing that the person who came was not a good person, he pushed away the thin man next to him, walked up to the banker's seat, and said in a low voice: "Shake the golden cup."
No one wanted to miss this kind of bet, and soon Soon, many people came to watch, and there were even beggars nearby carrying broken bowls.
The result was no surprise at all. The scar-faced man lost three games in a row. Not only did he win back Wu Dali’s clothes, but he also got back the money he lost before, plus a fur coat from the scar-faced man. .
In the cold wind, the scarred man with bronze muscles covered himself, shivering, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Throwing the clothes to Wu Dali, Jiang Cheng said: "Find a place and have a good chat."
Just when Lin Wan'er put down the sieve cup and was about to leave, "Wait!" There was a harsh voice. sounded, but his tone was a little childish.
"Sister." Fu Fu stood at the gambling table, grinning, looking at Lin Wan'er eagerly, "How about you gamble with me?"
Wen Yanpi Ruan's steps paused and his brows immediately furrowed.
On the other hand, Lin Wan'er turned around and looked down at the girl who was a head shorter than herself. She pulled her hair into a bun and nodded.
Fu Fu became even more excited when she saw this scene. Her face turned a strange red color, but the people around her couldn't understand it.
It is unusual for two women to bet against each other here.
Huaiyi, Chen Qiang and the others saw more and more people gathering and wanted to leave quickly, but Jiang Cheng did not express his position, and it was not convenient for them to say anything more.
After this period of contact, they also felt Lin Wan'er's dominance over Jiang Cheng, and the relationship between the two was imaginative.
Without looking, Fu Fu grabbed three dice from the table and threw them into the dice cup based on her memory. Then she shook them violently, and after a moment, they flipped upside down on the table.
"Guessing the size is no fun, let's guess the number." Fu Fu's face was red, as if she was drunk.
"Okay."
Fu Fu clasped the dice cup tightly, both eyes shining outward, her gaze almost eating Lin Wan'er alive, "Guess first!"
"12 o'clock." Lin Waner said.
Before she finished speaking, Fu Fu raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a scheming smile, "I guess it's 6, 6, 4, 16 o'clock!"
"Open! Open!" The scarred man with his arms folded in the cold wind as a backdrop urged loudly as if he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
The rest of the people also followed suit.
Fu Fu narrowed her eyes and opened the dice cup little by little, her throat rolling from time to time. Although she had predicted the result, every second before the result was made public was a pleasure for her.
The dice cup gradually opened a gap, and the first dice appeared, "It's 6 o'clock!" someone shouted.
Then, as the second dice appeared, the crowd began to commotion.
It’s still 6 o’clock!
When Fu Fu saw the second dice, her breathing quickened. No matter what the outcome was, she was already invincible in this bet.
But the moment she completely opened the dice cup, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was staring at the table.
“How could this happen?” Fu Fu was confused.
Everyone was confused.
There are only two dice under the dice cup, one is 6 points, and the other is still 6 points.
Pi Ruan glanced at Lin Wan'er, who was always calm, and sighed secretly in his heart, then looked away and looked at Fu Fu with eyes full of sympathy.
The next second, under everyone's attention, Lin Waner moved. She slowly raised her hand, holding a dice between her slender fingers.
She placed the dice gently on the table, about a few centimeters away from Fu Fu's fingertips. The corner of the latter's eye twitched for no reason.
"If you can't see your own cards clearly, don't imitate adults on the gambling table." Lin Wan'er said earnestly: "The water here is very deep, and you, a little kid, can't control it." (End of Chapter)