Psychics don't die from gunfire

——Inquire about things?

Ask for information?

The bartender thought in his heart, still smiling on his face.

“It’s convenient, but.”

In a slow and non-offensive tone, he pushed out a yellowed and old menu wrapped with transparent tape, on which were some wines and prices: “But this is the chargeable item.”

Song Shi did not comment.

He glanced at the menu, took out a data tablet in his arms, clicked on the map, and pointed to one of them.

“Has the dead volcano at this location changed in recent years? For example, it was destroyed by a natural disaster, or this ‘direction’ itself is wrong.”

Dead volcano?

Hearing this, the bartender recalled calmly.

He had an impression of this remote place. It seemed that it was indeed a volcano in the past, but it had not erupted for many years-what would happen in such a ghost place?

The person in front of him asked about this place. Is something going to happen? But I haven't heard any news about that place recently.

"The location is fine, it's correct."

While thinking quickly, the bartender observed the other party: "I haven't heard that it collapsed or anything like that, but I've basically never been there, so I can't guarantee that it's accurate."

"Is that so."

Song Shi nodded, put away the data tablet, and pointed to the menu: "Another 'Cheese Fountain', how much?"

The bartender was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Uh, have you finished asking?"

"Yes, I've asked." Song Shi drank the remaining half of the gift first, and then Then he said, "That's all I want to ask. Just asking for directions. You look disappointed?"

". Maybe a little bit. After all, this kind of 'information' doesn't make money."

The bartender smiled bitterly and sighed, "I thought you would ask something like 'Do you know someone's crime' or 'Where does someone live', then order a drink, then go out with a gun and a knife, and then come back with a bloodstain on the ground and finish this drink."

"Ha, after all, that's how it's played in the movies, isn't it?" He shrugged.

"So this is a movie. How can such a thing happen in real life? This is too unrealistic." Song Shi spread his hands and smiled as well: "Let's get back to reality. How much is it?"

"One hundred and seventy credit points is the original menu price." The bartender sighed again: "I won't charge people for asking for directions."

Although one hundred and seventy credit points is far higher than the normal price of the "Cheese Fountain", considering that Shatu Town is located in the wasteland, far away from the city, and it is not easy to supply various resources, it is reasonable.

"By the way, do you part-time maintain vehicles and supply materials here?"

"Turning left 70 meters out of the door, there is a shop opened by a former company mechanic, and his skills are absolutely no problem." The bartender paused, as if weighing the pros and cons, and added: "Well, if you want to go, you can say that I recommended you to go there."

Otherwise, if you see a "stranger" rushing in, the other party will not be soft-hearted. Asking for a lion's mouth is the second, and there are even cases of stealing parts when the owner is not paying attention. Anyway, they don't do business with repeat customers who probably pass by once in a lifetime.

Hearing this, Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything.

He spun the wine glass: "Then I'll ask you to have a glass, add less ice, and then..."

The bartender was about to start mixing the drink, but suddenly found that the other party's words stopped.

He turned his head and saw the person in front of him suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction outside the bar?

". If the wine comes, please put it here first, I will come back to drink it later."

Song Shi frowned slightly, then relaxed and said calmly: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to deal with first. Don't worry, it won't take too long."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Song Shi stood up and walked out of the bar.

Three minutes later.

Deep in an alley on the street.

Lifting the heavy curtain casually, the world suddenly turned from day to night. The room in front of him had completely closed the windows, and only a few rusty ceilings above cast dim lights.

In the dim light, there were waves of smoke and the smell of cheap cigarettes made people cough from time to time, but everyone present turned a blind eye.

They just stared at the gambling table in front of them, trying to see a glimpse of victory from the numbers and patterns. Even when Song Shi entered, almost no one looked up.

"Open the cards in three seconds! Anyone else want to raise the bet!"

"Fuck! How did you lose again! Dice, is there something wrong with your play this time!"

"Add another 500. No, 1,000 credit points!"

The area of ​​this casino is not large. Through the crowds, Song Shi walked to the deepest part, where the most people gathered.

"Bet on the size! Quick! Anyone else betting!"

On the crowded and shabby card table, a middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth and his right arm completely replaced with a prosthetic limb sat at the main stage. In front of everyone, he showed four dice, then stuffed them back under the dice cup and began to shake them vigorously.

"Is there anyone else? One last question!" He shouted a few times, and after confirming that no one was betting anymore, he opened the dice cup.

The four dice were 1, 2, 1, 2, overwhelmingly small.

When betting just now, the amount bet on the range of 1 to 6 was the smallest. This was also natural.

"How could I lose seven times in a row and cheat you!" Someone watched the money being taken away by the middle-aged man, gritted his teeth: "Fuck you——"

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold.

"Speaking requires evidence. What, do you want to pick a fight?" He stood up and stared at the man who spoke, poking his index finger at his chest: "The whole Shatu Town knows that I don't play tricks. It's all luck, fairness and justice - if you have the ability, you can pull out your gun now, and I will think highly of you."

Not far away, several burly strong men also approached this side.

The man who spoke saw that the situation was not good, and quickly raised his hand, slowly backed out of the casino door, and disappeared in a flash.

Song Shi didn't pay attention to all this.

In the gap between the crowd, his eyes fell on a figure. It was a young man, and the other party was also squeezed at the "dice" gambling table, and seemed to be a gambler as well.

As if he had noticed something, the other party subconsciously raised his head, but in the previous moment, Song Shi retracted his gaze.

[Revelation].

The first ring, and then the use of psychic energy is quite rough.

Song Shi thought.

With his eyesight, he could be sure that the middle-aged man's dice, dice cup and gambling table were all fine. He had only trained in the technique of shaking the dice, but it only played an auxiliary role.

It's rare to see

"——I want to play a few rounds, too."

Pushing aside the crowded crowd, Song Shi put his hand on one person's shoulder, forcing the latter to give up his seat, and then he sat down and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Play two rounds? Okay." The middle-aged man frowned in his heart, but smiled on the surface: "My minimum bet is 300 credit points, and the rules are..."

"There are 400,000 in this credit card. The account opened is a subsidiary bank of 'Dark Crystal Credit' and can be withdrawn at any time."

Song Shi showed the magnetic card and then threw it on the gambling table: "Dice are boring, play something more interesting, let someone bring a revolver over, and play live roulette directly."

The next sentence of the young man made the middle-aged man's face completely gloomy.

"As for your bet..."

Song Shi turned his head and looked at the boy next to him: "I want this one."