The Modern Age of the Mysterious

The development of events is a bit bizarre. However, Sean finds that their investigation is back on track by accident - getting closer to the mystery of the gang member's disappearance of organs, and the evil spirits who came to the door because of the discovery of the **** Lisa's remains. Exit the pub.

As a newcomer, each of the four members of the team got three chips - this is the gambling money presented by the Brimstone Tavern.

Regarding Henry's unauthorized actions, Sean could see that Catherine was on the verge of breaking out. In order to take care of the overall situation, she didn't have a flare-up. She tried her best to suppress her anger and said, "Now we have two choices, one is to invest in Gamble until it is clear who took those people's organs.

"There is another way, we lose all the chips in our hands, and then find a chance to leave here.

"I'm leaning towards the latter - I already have distrust for a certain member of our squad..." Catherine gave Henry a cold look, "I think it's very dangerous to continue the mission under such circumstances."

Under the current circumstances, more strength means more hope of separation. The team cannot be split, and Catherine can only ask everyone's opinions.

Sean is also dissatisfied with Henry, but his thinking is more rational-no matter what Henry does, if their investigation is to progress, joining the Brimstone Tavern is inevitable.

On the other hand, Sean has to solve the trouble of taking the organ from the living person, otherwise he will not be able to get the Kennedy investigation materials from Bill's hands.

And that information is the key clue to find Aaliyah.

Sean calmed his mind and said in a steady voice, "Catherine, I understand your emotions right now.

"However, if we want to accomplish this task, there is only one way to play the game.

"And..." Sean looked at the mysterious bartender not far away, "I think if we can't win to a certain extent, it will be very difficult for us to have a chance to leave here."

Catherine understood what Sean meant: this is not an underground casino in New York City, and since they entered Undercurrent Street, these outsiders have caused a lot of trouble, so their lives have actually become part of the bargaining chip. Sweeping the gambling game here, it is difficult for them to leave the undercurrent street.

Catherine's azure blue eyes blinked - after leaving the show, although she still wore the mask of the blood-stained maid, she was completely Catherine at this moment. She held the Pendant of the God of Drama and sighed, "Okay. Sean, you're right.

"However, I don't know how to gamble, and I only have to lose when I get to the gambling table."

Moonlight also raised his hand: "Neither would I."

Just now, Sean has observed the six gaming tables outside, all of which are playing games called "Texas Hold'em".

When Sean was studying at the academy, he played this game with his classmates almost every night.

Because of his good level, he was even promoted to the secret gambling game of the college professors, which made him familiar with the professor circle before graduation.

"I'll come." Sean said lightly.

Catherine nodded: "Then let's give all the chips in our hands to Sean."

"I can do it too!" Henry clenched his three chips tightly, "I have been doing this all my life, I will definitely win! Look at my mask!"

Catherine looked at him coldly and handed the chips to Sean.

"You'd better cooperate and hand over your chips." Catherine looked at Henry with a cold look.

Henry was a little anxious, he spread his hands and said, "Trust me, I will definitely win! I will let everyone go back safely!"

Catherine's hand moved to the handle of the knife again - what she hates most is her teammates who go their own way.

Sean held Catherine's wrist, looked at the bartender in the distance, and shook his head.

Holding his three chips, Henry stepped back and said, "You don't have to believe me, but I will prove myself!" His eyes were firm, "I will keep winning until we can all leave here! Xiang Sheng Father swears!"

He turned around and walked into a gambling game.

Catherine said, "He has a problem, Sean, don't trust him."

Sean shook his head helplessly: "People always do strange things when they're scared. Maybe he's in a paranoid state now...

"However, with one more player, we have a better chance of winning - let him try."

Sean was walking among the six gaming tables with three chips in his hand—he wanted to distinguish who was the wolf and who was the broiler.

Not long after, he sat at a table that already had four gamblers. Catherine and Moonlight sat behind him.

One of the four gamblers was a human. He was wearing a brown trench coat and sunglasses with round lenses. Sean, who was sitting next to him, could smell a pungent smell on him, like perfume. The smell masks a certain rancid smell.

"The humans who can come here all have stories, don't they, Mr. Quest?" His voice was low and rumbling like a dull thunder. The round sunglasses covered his face, making him look a little mysterious.

"I'd rather hope that my life doesn't have these stories." Sean put his chips on the table.

He suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if he had returned to his student days—it was undeniable that although he had not been in touch for a long time, he quite liked this exciting game.

He only had nine chips, and the minimum bet at the table was one. Sean looked around, and there were four more rounds left for his blinds.

With too few chips, he decided to win before reaching his blinds - if he didn't take a little risk at this time, then there would be no chance of a comeback.

The dealer who dealt the cards seemed to be the product of some kind of curse. His flesh and blood were covered with iron skin, and his face was like a virgin girl. However, their fingers are quite flexible, and their shuffling techniques are dazzling. When the cards are dealt, they can accurately deliver the cards with the flame pattern on the back to the gambler's hand.

When the two cards were in front of him, Sean didn't rush to open them, but first quietly observed a few gamblers - this was his habit all along.

The first one was a particularly bloated evil spirit, which reminded Sean of a toad. "Toad" stubby fingers turned over the card, and then scratched a tumor on the side of his face.

The second is a gray shadow, with a lot of dust shivering from his body. "Dust"'s fingers trembled, and after reading the card, he sat up straight, his lips twitched on his face that seemed to be burned.

The third is a mixture of flesh and blood twisted together by several skeletons. The strange thing is that even though his tentacles are covered in blood, he can't stain the table or the card surface. In "Flesh Skull", there is a skeleton with cloudy eyeballs. After reading the card, the eyeballs rolled.

The fourth place was the human with round sunglasses, who didn't move after seeing the cards.

After that, Sean looked at his hand - one-to-five.

It's neither good nor bad.

After the first bet, almost everyone called. However, even with a pair of fives, Sean chose to fold. Because he still needs to observe.

Moonlight behind Sean swallowed. From his less poker experience, a pair of fives is worth calling.

The five river cards were turned over, the game was over, and the round sunglasses took away all the chips. The three evil spirits murmured.

In Sean's eyes, this is an interesting picture - three evil spirits can easily take the life of a human, but due to the rules of the game, they can only be willing to admit defeat.

The iron dealer continued to deal cards. In the second game, Sean was still watching everyone. After that, Sean who had a king and a queen chose to fold.

King and Queen are high cards worth playing. Moonlight couldn't hold back and said in a low voice, "Sean, why?"

Sean just raised a finger on his lips.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from another gaming table not far behind, and when he turned his head to look, Henry actually got up and took back a lot of chips—he had already won the first game. And, it looks like a bumper crop. His chips have changed from three to a dozen.

The third game started, and there was still one game left before Sean made his blind bet. He got another pair of fives.

This time, Sean called. When the fourth river card was turned over, Sean threw all his chips in and got other players to fold.

He won, not only taking back nine of his chips, but also twelve.

Also with a pair of fives, Sean chose to fold for the first time, but played very risky the second time.

Moonlight frowned, and whispered again behind him, "Why is this?"

Taking advantage of the time to shuffle the cards, Sean decided to say something—otherwise, the moonlight behind him would really turn into a hundred thousand whys.

"That toad will stay motionless when he has a good card; if the card is bad, he will scratch his face.

"That dust man, if he has a good card, he will look at the card in his hand from time to time;

"The skeleton next to it, it's even more obvious - if the eye rolls, it's a good hand; if it doesn't, it's a bad hand. And it folds very decisively. It doesn't seem to bluff."

"As for this dude next to me..." Sean's voice became even lower, "I can't see through it completely for the time being, but ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he just placed the blinds, he moved very slowly - it seems that he doesn't. I would prefer the same. It made me see a chance to win."

"So I had a pair of fives and found out that everyone else's cards were bad, so I scare everyone away before the fourth river and I won -- it's a bit of a risky play, but Everyone is playing more cautiously, but I have a better chance of winning.”

Sean found that his poker skills were not unfamiliar, even more sophisticated than when he was a student - if he knew these methods at the time, but he couldn't be so perfect. Then Sean, who has awakened Shengen, can already see everything.

"Evil spirits are really not good players," Shawn thought to himself, "their emotional reactions are more obvious, and they have some stereotyped behaviors themselves, which are very easy to observe..."

Moonlight poked Sean sharply behind him: "That's awesome! Sean!"

Catherine's grim expression finally eased a little...

Before the cards were dealt, the round eyes beside him said, "Friend, you are a good player."

According to his previous habit, Sean played with the chips at hand and responded politely, "You're not too bad."

"If I were you, I wouldn't be playing with these chips." The disc glasses rested on the table with his elbows, his hands crossed, and his eyes seemed to fall on the table in front of him.

Sean tilted his head: "Why?"

"Look carefully at these chips."

Sean picked up the chips and stared. Then his eyes were dull and his mouth opened slightly.

The chips are like a thin transparent cage, encapsulating a soul that seems to be crying constantly - in this inhuman world, this is obviously a reasonable thing. But Sean, who had never thought about it carefully, realized at this time that what they were gambling was the souls of individual human beings.