I drew four parallel black dots on a piece of paper and placed it under Fichet's eyes.
"Can you see anything special?" I asked him, "Look carefully."
Fichet was dazzled all the time, and then shook his head at me in confusion: "Are you kidding me?"
"Tricking you? I'm not in the mood to trick you right now!" I said to him: "Adjust your eyes so that the four dots on this paper become three dots."
"Well...it's a bit difficult..." Fichet shook his head from side to side: "Ah! I did it!"
"Keep working hard...keep looking until you can see three points at a glance..." As I said that, I picked up a card from the table and started to transform it.
This is a very difficult job. I first have to use a rope to mark the distance of each point on the card, and then I can draw seemingly unrelated lines at the corresponding positions of each point, just like
The decorative lines on the back of ordinary cards are exactly the same.
But from the perspective of Fichet, who has undergone special training by me, there is no secret in the opponent's cards! Yes, this is what I often did in my previous life when I was just starting out - cheating.
I'm really embarrassed to say it, because in a city, a boss can't just appear without a trace, so my boss asked me to hang out at the bottom for a while. And things like cheating happen every time.
Skills that a gangster who wants to stand out must possess.
Ordinary hoodlums would mark their cards with invisible drops and put on spectroscopic glasses, so they could easily be caught... and the consequences would be extremely tragic.
My favorite method is to use special potion to make three-dimensional marks on the back of the cards, and then use the surface of my watch to reflect them. When playing cards, I will look at my watch from time to time. Haha, is this not too much? I once had
A lot of people doubt my luck, but I've never failed because, well... there aren't many gangsters with taste like me.
But the current conditions are simple, so I have to make do with it first and just draw three-dimensional marks. Alas! I didn’t expect that the boss like me would be so miserable now, and I would even have to do the things my youngest brother did in my previous life.
After making a deck of cards, I rubbed my eyes and took a rest. When I turned around, I saw that dear Mr. Fischette had become cross-eyed.
Putting on luxurious new clothes, I took a carriage with a few servants from Wanpu Pier to the only high-end hotel in Wanpu. Next to the hotel, I was the main activity place of the traveling candidate nobleman, Wanpu Nobles at night
The club - Rose Bar!
The first step of the conspiracy will be staged tonight.
As soon as it got dark, I walked into the Rose Bar, sat down directly at the bar, and ordered a cocktail.
I'm waiting for my dear Baron Ivar Merlin. According to intelligence, he comes here every night to play cards.
At the card table on one side, Fichet, who was also dressed as a traveling nobleman, was talking happily to a few people. This guy debuted as a nobleman one day before me and won a lot of money in just one night. Fichet has
Her face, which is far more beautiful than flowers, coupled with her elegant manners and conversation, has won the favor of many local nobles.
The waiter at the door opened the door, and a man in his forties walked in. He was wearing a top hat and holding a cane with a jewel. He looked in good spirits. Jack, who was walking behind him, told him with his eyes
I, he is my prey, Baron Ivar Merlin.
"Good evening, Mr. Ivar Merlin!" said the waiter at the bar: "Would you rather have a glass of gin first?"
"Of course, of course!" Ivar Merlin sat down next to me, because the seat next to me was the only one left in front of the bar. Putting people in the bar was the first thing Amaterasu did after becoming the boss of Wanpu.
thing.
"There are so many people today!" Ivar Merlin nodded to me: "Good evening, young man."
"Yes, sir!" I answered him with a smile: "I just got here, you can call me Severn."
"Oh! Severn, I'm Iva Merlin!" He stretched out his hand in a friendly way: "How can I help you?"
"I'm not very familiar with this place and need help from a gentleman!" I held his hand: "Do I have the honor to treat you to a drink?"
"Of course. Helping young people is an unshirkable responsibility of our older generation of nobles."
I ordered a bottle of good red wine, and then Iva Merlin and I sat down at a small table to have a chat. The strict training from my previous life changed my personality to a certain extent. As long as I want, I can talk to anyone.
People become friends.
I told Iva Merlin that I was a traveling noble candidate and was on my way back to my country. Because my family was in a difficult situation, I came to Wanpu to have a look and prepare to invest in some business at the right time. This is not surprising. On the mainland, this is the case.
There are many aristocratic families who are dissatisfied.
The same experience quickly brought us closer, and after a while, Iva Merlin and I became good friends who talked about everything.
"If you want to invest in business, it's best to talk to my daughter. She has unique insights into this." Iva Merlin said, "I can introduce you to her some other time."
"I'm very happy to meet you!" I raised my glass: "I will prepare a gift and visit the mansion... What is your daughter's name?"
"Her name is Dill Merlin!" Iva Merlin drank all the wine in his glass: "She is my pride!"
"What a nice name!" I poured him wine: "Would you like another drink?"
"Of course!" He said with a smile: "Severn, in your hometown, I mean, what are the popular things among your nobles?"
"Ah... when the season is right." I pretended to think about it: "We have a series of grand hunting activities."
"That's right, I also like hunting, and I also have a few good hunting dogs." He lowered his voice and said to me: "You know, it's a variant of the hell dog... I spent a lot of money to get it.
Got it!"
"It's really enviable!" I nodded to show that I understood: "We have garden activities every month, and sometimes they are held by the royal family."
"Well, not bad, not bad!" Iva Merlin took a sip of wine: "How about usual times?"
"I don't usually." I shook my head: "I will ride a horse or something when I have free time..."
"Young man, as a nobleman, you should have some hobbies that you can communicate with people in normal times!" He smiled and said, "Of course, you are still young, so you can cultivate it slowly."
"Please give me some advice." I said humbly.
"It's like this." He explained to me: "If you lack such hobbies, others will say that you are difficult to approach and that you are withdrawn. Of course, your reputation will not be very good."
"But, Mr. Baron!" I said hurriedly: "You know, in fact, I am not withdrawn and unapproachable..."
"I know, I know!" Ivar Merlin took out his snuff bottle and poured some for himself: "Want some, young man?"
"Thank you for your kindness!" I politely refused: "My father warned me that I must not use snuff before I am thirty years old."
"You have a good father, he is right." He inhaled the snuff, sneezed loudly, and suddenly looked bright: "Come on! Young man, let me teach you a kind of thing that only nobles have the right to have."
Hobby."
"What is it?" I asked in confusion: "My dear Mr. Baron."
"Cards!" He stood up and led me to the other side of the bar: "Let's go play cards."
On the other side of the bar, a somewhat cross-eyed Fichet and his new friend had just finished playing a game and were laughing and talking. Everyone seemed very happy.
"Gentlemen!" Ivar Merlin walked to the table and said to everyone: "Please allow me to introduce to you a young gentleman and my friend, Mr. Severn, who has just arrived in Vamp."
"Good evening, gentlemen!" I extended my hand to everyone very cooperatively: "I am Severn."
"What a coincidence, we also have a new friend here!" An old nobleman at the same table stood up and said: "This is Mr. Ota, who arrived in Wampu just yesterday."
"Hello, Mr. Horta!" I stretched out my hand to Fichet: "I am Severn."
"Good evening, Mr. Severn!" Fichet and I acted opposite each other: "Please sit down and let's have a drink together."
At this time, a waiter came over and whispered to a nobleman at the same table, and the nobleman took his leave. So, the four of me, Fichet, Ivar Merlin, and the old nobleman sat down.
When we got together, this old noble was not chosen randomly. We analyzed a lot of intelligence before choosing this person who was not compatible with Evar Merlin as our supporting role. So far, everything has gone smoothly.
"I propose, for the two gentlemen to join." Iva Merlin raised his glass: "Let's drink!"
"cheers!"
The four of them were laughing and drinking, and everyone had their own feelings.
"Then, let's play!" the old nobleman said to me: "Mr. Severn, do you want to play?"
"Of course!" I said, "The Baron just told me that I should learn this hobby."
The old nobleman smiled and introduced me to the specific gameplay of the cards in great detail. His wordy words made me want to commit suicide.
"...That's basically it." The old noble finally ended his introduction, "Of course, if someone doesn't have enough cash at the time, they can pay their creditors within ten days. In addition, if anyone cheats, he will be expelled from us.
social activities, all the activities, his life is over.”
"Okay, thank you for the introduction." I nodded, "I think I can follow these rules."
"Of course, young man," said the old nobleman, "you look very honest."
Am I being honest? I don’t even know this question myself.
"Okay! Gentlemen," Fichet said loudly, "let's get started. To show respect for this new friend, I suggest that we change to a new deck of cards."
The waiter brought ten new decks of cards, and our card game began.
"Old rules, one game of ten." Ivar Merlin started playing cards, "Gentlemen, please collect the cards."
At today's card table, I am just a supporting role. My task is to successfully recognize Mr. Ivar Merlin, bring him to Fichet, and give him the stimulation to continue playing when he wants to stop.
, after all, there are not many times when a person goes crazy. The real protagonist is Fichet, whose pseudonym is Otta, and he will join forces with the old nobleman to deal with Mr. Ivar Merlin.
Then he will also make the old nobles impoverished.
Gambling has appeared since the day mankind was born. It is the favorite of speculators and the nightmare of fools and honest people.
As a novice, I strictly abide by the duties of a novice. I smile when I get good cards, and look gloomy when I get bad cards... In my rush of playing, the first game has passed, and I have lost a total of thirty-eight points.
gold coins, everyone else wins or loses.
"Don't worry about it." Ivar Merlin said to me, "You will get used to it gradually."
"Yes, young man." The old nobleman picked up the wine glass, "You have to learn from Mr. Baron. I have seen him be very graceful when he lost cards."
"Really?" Ivar Merlin looked unhappy, "That thing wasn't funny!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you." said the old nobleman who won the money, "I was just making an analogy with the children."
"You!" Ivar Merlin was about to get angry.
"Gentlemen, I'll treat you all to a drink!" Fichet said without missing a moment, "Shall we have some strong drinks?"
Ivar Merlin and the old noble seemed not to want to argue anymore, so they agreed, and of course I couldn't object. Every step of tonight's work was within our plan. I added a trace amount of the strong wine we were going to drink...
…hey-hey.
Soon, the second game was over. I lost more, and Mr. Ivar Merlin didn't win any money. Looking at the pile of chips in front of him, the old nobleman was very happy, and his face turned red after drinking.
"Monsieur Baron, I want to have a word with you." I said to Ivar Merlin. "Shall we go to the bar?"
"Don't worry." Ivar Merlin walked to the bar and said to me, "We will win it back, I promise."
It seems that he feels a little guilty for losing money to me.
"Yes, sir." I said to him, "I believe you can win it back... What I'm worried about is that I, you know, I just unintentionally disrupted your rhythm many times, I am a newbie, what's the matter?
Can’t even help…”
"Don't worry," he said, "Don't worry, we still have a lot of time."
"But I really can't do it. Please forgive me... I think." I took out my money bag, "Here are one hundred gold coins... I beg you! Please help me fight! I really can't bear it.
Such pressure!”
"Okay...okay!" He took the money bag, "I will tell you the results later."
"Then I'll go back to the hotel and wait for your good news."
I walked back to the table and left on the pretext of going back to the hotel to write a letter to my father. I also warmly invited everyone to come to my hotel at a convenient time.
The rest is up to Fichet. When I walked out the door, I saw that he had already started to cross his eyes. (To be continued)