"It can be seen that these two are not ordinary people."
However, Moglin is indeed a veteran of gambling, and his mental quality has been tempered to the point where he is as tough as a knife.
Facing the interrogation duo who entered the second stage directly, they remained unmoved.
"But unfortunately, even extraordinary people have to follow my rules."
"You are now in some of the strictest places in the world. I have even taught your self-righteous peers more than once at the gambling table. To be honest, it feels very interesting."
"Of course you can also try to use your special skills and reduce the dimensionality to attack, but it's best if I don't remember anything afterwards, otherwise I will make you realize that you made a stupid choice."
"Finished?"
Fu Qian, who sat in front of Yuan Shan, nodded frequently while listening to Moglin's impressive speech, and waited for the other party to stop before speaking.
"That's it, now you can come up with reasons to convince me -"
Moglin's words stopped suddenly, and he noticed something on his waist.
After realizing what it might be, the next moment there was a subtle sound of metal colliding, making his body stiffer.
"Unfortunately, our unusual methods may not be what you think."
Fu Qian's smile never diminished, and he even whispered into his ear, making it look like two acquaintances were exchanging secret information.
"In response to this new change, are you trying to correct your strategy?"
His tone was neither slow nor hasty, and he even gave the other party time to think.
"You're scaring me! It's strictly forbidden to bring weapons into this place. Once discovered, you will face unimaginable trouble."
Moglin was obviously no longer calm at first, but after his eyes flickered for a while, he still chose to question.
Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he caught sight of a sexy silver-white curve from the corner of his eye.
"Do you want to bet again that there are no bullets or that I don't dare to shoot?"
After the small arms display, Fu Qian provided new suggestions.
But this time, Moglin finally did not accept it.
As a gambler, except for most situations at the gambling table, my judgment is still very good.
On the one hand, they really made a mistake just now. The other party was actually not a transcendent but a lawless person. In this case, certain threats had no effect on them.
At the same time, as he just said, casino security inspections are extremely strict, and bringing weapons in has serious consequences. Ordinary lawbreakers would not do such a thing.
But this also means that the person who really dares to do this is already a desperado, and it is somewhat irrational to bet that he does not dare to kill anyone.
"I'm sorry I was so rude just now. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."
Under Mercy's intimidation, Moglin's mental struggle was obviously not slow. After a flash of eyes, he admitted his mistake on the spot.
"Ms. Yuan Shan, please allow me to invite you two to have a drink over there. It's not very convenient to chat here."
"Mr. Moglin is too kind."
At this time, Yuan Shan finally looked away from compassion and accepted the suggestion with a smile.
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"Do you two want to ask about Midas?"
He went to the side and sat down with Fu Qian and the other two. The next moment, Moglin showed a very positive attitude and said directly without waiting for the two to speak.
"Yes, how do you know?"
She didn't have much desire to speak before seeing him. She just put away her gun and sat aside, with the attitude of a cold-blooded thug. Yuan Shan sighed inwardly and decisively took on the important task of interrogation.
"Because during this period of time, almost all the people who come to me are asking this question."
Yuan Shan was willing to talk, and Moglin was secretly relieved.
Who is responsible for questioning sometimes reflects a gesture. If he had to choose, he would never want it to be the madman with the gun.
"So you really had contact with that Midas?"
Yuan Shan nodded and continued to ask without expression.
"I have been in contact with them. Of course, I don't tell the truth to everyone who comes to ask."
Moglin strives to be sincere.
"About a month ago, I accidentally noticed this extremely lucky man."
"You know there is always this kind of inexplicable good luck in the casino, and I was really unlucky at the time, so I wanted to borrow some luck, so I followed him quietly."
"However, I didn't expect that guy was very sharp and spotted me right away."
"But he was very generous. Not only did he not mind, he even gave me half of the chips."
"Later, I had the most magical day in the past few years, and all my worries were solved in one fell swoop."
"I see it."
Yuan Shan looked at the pile of chips that Moglin had brought over.
"So what does that guy look like?"
"About the same age as me, a little taller, with curly brown hair, and an unremarkable appearance. Well... he was wearing a golden glove on his right hand, and he didn't take it off the whole time."
Moglin tried to remember.
Midas Goldhand?
Fu Qian was also listening thoughtfully, thinking about the image of the mysterious person.
"So after such a generous act, did he ask anything of you?"
Still not ready to speak before meeting him, Yuan Shan continued to ask without being polite.
"No, absolutely not."
Moglin shook his head firmly.
"He didn't talk to me much during the whole process. Even when I asked for a thank you at the end, he refused."
The more I listen to it, the more legendary it becomes!
Yuan Shan thought for a moment.
"Did you see him again afterwards?"
"No, but I have heard some news about him. It is obvious that someone has become a lucky guy, and all casinos are very unwelcome to him."
"As you can imagine, do you know where to find him?"
"I really can't help with this. He obviously has no preference for choosing a casino, and he has never heard of it appearing in an entertainment venue."
Moglin's tone was sincere and full of helplessness.
But then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the madman had pulled out the silver-white pistol, flexibly fiddled with it with his fingers, and the muzzle of the gun was swaying and pointed in this direction, which made his heart tremble with fear.
"...But as far as I know, the last person who received his help was a man named Alan. That should have been a week ago."
"As long as Alan has some money, he likes to go to a strip club. You can go there and check it out."
Under the pressure of heaven flashing repeatedly in front of his eyes, Moglin's subjective initiative was quickly stimulated, and he quickly made a suggestion and reported the name of a strip club.
Alan?...
In Yuan Shan's judgment, the probability of this guy lying is still low. If he tries to scare him, there won't be any valuable information.
However, when she looked at Fu Qian, she saw that the latter frowned and even fiddled with the magazine with one hand, as if he didn't want to let the man in front of him go.