"Hey, man." James Bond patted Thomas Wickon's face to wake him up from his sleep.
"Ah... you! You..." Thomas Wicken woke up suddenly. After seeing the person clearly, he begged again, "Please let me go... I just want to make a little money... What I should say
I’ve already said it…I don’t know anything else!”
"Haha, small money?" James Bond sarcastically said, "You can earn at least enough money to buy a high-end frigate by changing hands. If this is considered small money, then how can those of us who are salaried survive?
ah."
"Sir...Sir...I am willing to give you all the money! Every penny is the same! I just beg you to let me go..." Thomas was still begging for mercy.
"Did you know? The Dawn Galaxy is very busy now, and this utility room is used to store repair equipment for holographic game consoles. But according to my observations, the people who work here are busy working all day long, and most of their breaks are spent drinking and drinking.
Inside, they get drunk and then they are busy with work again the next day. They don’t have time for too much entertainment, let alone someone smashing the game console. So, this place is basically Kuat Power.
The shipyard was established as a tool to promote how good its employee benefits are." James Bond said with a smile.
Thomas Wickan nodded blankly.
"Look... Kuat Dynamic Shipyard will definitely promote it. We even prepared game consoles for employees! But in reality? The work pressure is very high and the work is intensive and overtime all day long. Who has the energy to play games?
?” James Bond continued, “So, I just need to leave you here. The only result for you is to slowly starve to death. I believe this feeling is not very pleasant to me... because you may
You will be tortured by hunger for at least a week. Don't worry, I will at least give you some water."
Trust began to shake his head violently again, "No... I will tell you whatever you want! I will take you out right now, please let me go!"
James Bond took out a tube of nutritional supplement from his pocket, shook it, and said: "This is binto flavored. In fact, I have tasted a lot of flavors, and I still think the taste of binto is the most pleasant. It has a slight entrance.
Sweet, but after swallowing it, there is a refreshing sour taste, and then the aftertaste in the throat is sweet..."
Thomas swallowed hard. He hadn't eaten for most of the day.
James Bond immediately put away the nutritional supplements, "Look, it's only been less than a day. There are still nine days before you will actually starve to death..."
Thomas struggled violently, "Please give me something to eat. I'll tell you whatever you want! Whatever you want!"
James Bond's face suddenly turned cold, "Tell me the coordinates of this galaxy!"
Thomas Wicken was stunned for a moment, then said with a sad face: "I don't know..."
James Bond stood up and said, "Then I'll come back at this time tomorrow. Maybe after a day, your memory will be clearer."
As he spoke, he walked out without any hesitation.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I know where the coordinates are!" Thomas shouted quickly.
James Bond turned back and said coldly: "You only have 5 seconds, otherwise, see you tomorrow."
"Navigator Bourne! He knows the coordinates! And I know how to get him to tell you!" Thomas said.
"Then let's talk." James Bond came to Thomas and knelt down.
"Bourne! This guy is a navigator! He is responsible for the navigation of one of the transportation lines! And he likes gambling! Very much!" Thomas said.
"So he owes you money?"
"No... I owe him more than 8,000 credit points..."
James Bond looked cold and stood up to leave again.
"Wait a minute! Bourne has a bad temper. If you can make him lose to the top, he will put anything on the gambling table! And I owe him money. You can go to him directly and say that you will help me pay back the money.
, he will definitely not reject you!" Thomas said quickly.
A satisfied smile appeared on James Bond's lips, and then he dropped a bottle of water, "Drink, this is your food for today. If you want to solve the problem, you can also solve it in the bottle."
"No... I want to eat! I want nutritional supplements!" Boss Thomas was alone and almost crying now.
"Of course, you have to wait until I come into contact with this Bourne before you are eligible to eat." James Bond smiled coldly and walked out directly.
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"Looks like I won again." James Bond smiled and put down the cards in his hand, "Exactly 23 o'clock! Haha! Take it all!!"
"Asshole!!" A middle-aged man with curly hair who looked a little fatter smashed the machine on the table in great annoyance. However, he still reluctantly grabbed a handful of money and threw it into a triangular jar in the center of the table.
James Bond waited for the other three people at the table to throw money in, then he leaned over to take the jar, poured all the money in it in front of him, and looked proud while counting.
They were playing a card game called Sabacc. This card game is similar to a complicated blackjack. The ultimate goal of the game is to bring the number of points in your hand to the closest to 23, which is a positive number.
It can be a negative number. Whoever is closest will win. This is considered a small game.
Then the loser of each round throws money into the ‘Sabacc Jar’ in the middle of the table.
When someone completes a special combination, or directly reaches 23 points, this person eats all the money in the sabacc jar, and then this is the end of the overall game (the rules are complicated anyway, so I won’t go into details).
In the original plot, Han Solo won the Millennium Falcon from Lando Calrissian through this card.
James Bond counted and found that he had won more than 40,000 credits today, which can be regarded as a huge sum of money.
It was already the third day that he had contacted Bourne. Thomas Wickan did not lie. He really approached Bourne on the pretext of paying back the money. And luckily, Bourne happened to be at the card table at that time.
.So James Bond naturally made a few bets with him.
For top agents like James Bond, their mastery of micro-expressions and even psychology, as well as their calculation of card game situations, make them the top poker players. It is easy to defeat these skilled workers.
To put it bluntly, these people are all people who have been busy during the day, come over to drink some wine at night, gamble a few times, go home and sleep, and there will be no such thing as cheating. James Bond will naturally be unfavorable.
So in the next two days, James Bond went out to check out the situation during the day, and came over to gamble with Bourne at night. He let Bourne win first and then lose, and finally took it all, almost emptying his pocket.
.
"Okay, okay, I still have more than ten machines to be inspected tomorrow. Let's go home and sleep." James Bond waved his hand and walked outside.
"One more game!!" Bourne roared loudly from behind.
"No, no, I'm too tired, go home." James Bond shook his head and continued walking out.
"I'll bet on my spaceship!!" Bourne said loudly, "The outcome will be decided in one round! I won't waste too much time!"
James Bond finally stopped and turned around and asked: "What kind of spaceship is yours?"
"A DC-9 cargo ship! It's not a good cargo, but it's enough to win back all the money you have!" Bourne said loudly.
"Oh? It seems like you're already sure you've won?" James Bond smiled coldly, walked back, pulled out the stool and sat down at the card table again.
No one could see that the moment he opened the stool, he changed a card without leaving any trace.
"Then, just the two of us." James Bond said. He took out the money he just won from his arms, shook it, looked at Bourne's red eyes, and threw all the money in.
Inside the sabacc jar in the middle of the table.
Bourne also took out a spacecraft starter, hesitated for a moment, and threw it into the jar.
