The girl with smoky makeup said "I agree" to the bald man, which is like the sound of nature.
But after coming back from the hell gate, the bald man realized that he had lost the possibility of winning.
Because now no matter how many gold coins the girl with smoky makeup chooses to take, he can't say no, or yes...
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"Tsk... I don't understand. Even if this girl retains this little Japanese name, he can't win?" Jing Quan asked Lao Peng.
Lao Peng smiled and said: "No, she has already won."
"Ah? Why?"
"If it were you, if you were this girl right now, how many gold coins should you get now to win?"
"Well...it must be at least five."
"Yes, as long as the girl takes five gold coins, she wins." Lao Peng said.
Jing Quanyi frowned: "Hiss... But can Bald Man and Lao Hei agree? If I were Lao Hei, I would definitely not agree!"
"Of course Lao Hei doesn't agree, but if he wants to kill the girl, take the remaining gold coins and win, the premise is that the bald man doesn't agree either, but will the bald man let Lao Hei succeed?"
Jing Quan was startled, then suddenly realized: "Oh!!! That's right! Just now Bald Man said he wanted to get four gold coins, and Lao Hei said he disagreed. Now if this girl is not allowed to win, then Lao Hei will definitely win.
If it were me, I would definitely be more willing to let the girl who let me off just now win when I can't win! Am I right in my analysis?"
Lao Peng smiled: "That's right, this is the interesting thing about game theory, especially under the rules of this game, each player's decision must be as beneficial to himself as possible. Under this premise, the bald man
Unless she is with Lao Hei, this girl will definitely win."
"Uh... are part of a group? Does that mean that this girl is actually gambling?"
"Yes, interests and risks are generally positively related. The greater the interests, the greater the risks. If this girl doesn't take a gamble, how can she win? She can only try to put herself in a more favorable position.
position to spread the risk.”
"Tsk... I'll go... This gold coin looks quite simple, but I didn't expect it to be so complicated?" Jing Quan sighed.
Lao Peng: "Yeah, but what I'm more curious about now is that there is a table of people that no one has spoken to yet, which is a bit concerning."
"You're talking about the table with white, black, and mixed-race beauties?"
"Um."
"Tsk...yes...but according to my estimation, they may be waiting."
"Wait? Wait for what?"
"Let's wait until the other two tables decide the winner."
Jing Quan said this casually, but Lao Peng glanced at Jing Quan one more time.
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Sure enough, after the girl let the bald man go, the situation at his table was decided. The girl with smoky makeup won the final victory, but she did not take away all the gold coins, but symbolically left one for Lao Hei.
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Although the black uncle was a little unhappy, holding this gold coin in his hand was somewhat of a comfort.
The table of handcuffed boys followed closely to determine the winner.
After the Indian young woman took away a gold coin, the handcuffed boy also successfully took away a gold coin. However, as soon as the pink-faced man agreed, he seemed to react. He sighed and took away a gold coin.
The remaining seven gold coins seemed to have returned to the original situation, but the Indian young woman did not take the most gold coins at the beginning of the new round. She still only took one.
The same goes for the boy in handcuffs.
But in the fourth round.
The situation suddenly changed.
It stands to reason that when all three people on the field have three gold coins at this time, whoever can take the last one will win, but this gold coin has become a cursed gold coin.
As the Indian young woman who took the gold coin first on the field, and the pink-faced man who took the third gold coin both seemed to have realized that they could not win.
Now the only one who has a chance to give it a try is the boy in handcuffs.
He looked at the two people in front of him and then smiled and said: "Both of you, although we are just meeting for the first time, I have heard about your names for a long time. You are both the first people to complete the one billion reward goal, but this
For you, it is not something to be proud of. Because of the lack of sufficient reference data, you were targeted by people from the National Security Bureau in Thailand and Iceland respectively. Although you are all the bookmakers behind the scenes, you also use your own resources to make money.
The matter has been settled, but I believe you don’t want to have this experience again, am I right?”
After the Indian young woman and the pink-faced man looked at each other, the pink-faced man said: "Korean boy, you thought that the human totem you made in Jeju Island was well hidden, but in fact... my people have found clues.
So...if you want to take away this gold coin, just threatening me will be useless."
The handcuffed boy sneered when he heard this. He did not rush to answer the pink-faced man, but looked at the young Indian woman and said, "What about you, what kind of exchange do you need?"
The Indian young woman hesitated for a moment and then said: "The matter in Thailand was not handled smoothly. At least in my opinion, the people from the National Security Department did not give up this clue. As far as I know, the Chinese who are now pursuing this matter have
We arrived in the United States, so...as long as you can promise to help me settle things, I will agree to let you take the gold coins, and you should be very clear about the rules. As long as one person agrees between me and him, you have won."
When the pink-faced man heard this, he glanced at the young Indian woman, with some inexplicable curiosity in her eyes. Maybe he didn't understand why the young Indian woman wanted to ruin his affairs.
The handcuffed boy understood, and he smiled, no longer a sneer, but a slightly proud smile.
"Hahaha
, I understand, I understand, you don’t actually intend to let me win, you just want me to think that I can win, so that after I speak, you can kill me, but your IQ is really lacking, you don’t
Do you really think that I have survived today with only one mouth?" The handcuffed boy's eyes darkened as he spoke. He took the last gold coin in his hand and said: "Little Pink, you helped Xiao Bai.
Wolf is so busy, haven’t you ever thought that these things have touched Mr. Z’s bottom line?”
The pink-faced man known as Little Pink was shocked when he heard this, and his hand slowly lowered, apparently preparing to draw the sword.
But this was when Coc appeared behind him like a ghost. Although she did nothing, the pink-faced man did not dare to take action.
"So, if I take this gold coin, do you agree?"
Hearing this, the young Indian woman glanced at the pink-faced man in a panic, probably expecting the pink-faced man to say "disagree".
But after hesitating for three seconds, the pink-faced man chose to nod.
Another winner has emerged.
And just after the two winners appeared, the three people at the table who had been silent until now also immediately decided the winner.
After they exchanged glances, the gold coins were pushed in front of the young white man. He took all ten gold coins alone and was the winner with the most chips among the three tables.
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"Yeah?! What's going on? Are the three people at that table colluding?" Jing Quan was stunned.
Lao Peng is also a little confused. According to common sense, a real game planner will definitely not allow the possibility of collusion among the game participants he arranges, because this can easily break his rules and threaten the interests of the planner.
This means that Mr. Z must have been screened when he was initially selected.
But even so, the people at the three tables still experienced three completely different situations.
At the table of players with smoky makeup, the girl finally won because there was an obvious gap between the three of them.
The greedy nature of the bald man and the personal emotions of the black uncle both led them to make wrong judgments, resulting in one wrong step and one wrong step, and ultimately they lost the possibility of winning.
As for the table of handcuffed boys, the three of them are very smart, and they are a well-matched lineup.
But the Indian young woman's behavior of taking away a gold coin at the beginning has already made the final trend of the game a foregone conclusion.
The young Indian woman and the pink-faced man, who seemed to be colluding in secret, were stronger than the boy in handcuffs by a two-to-one advantage, but they seemed to have forgotten that taking gold coins in this game did not require the consent of all three people.
This means that the agreement between them has become obsolete for the handcuffed boy when the handcuffed boy chooses to take the gold coin second.
Their only chance of winning was if the young Indian woman took more than six gold coins in the opening round, or if the pink-faced man took the most gold coins in the second round. However, in order to cover up their secret deal, they deliberately sold a flaw to the handcuffed boy.
The way of starting with one gold coin made the handcuffed boy lose naturally.
But what I didn't expect was...the handcuffed boy had already seen through their tricks, and he used their tricks until the end to expose them, reveal his own trump card, and kill him with one blow.
There is logic to be found in both tables.
Lao Peng can analyze the principles through monitoring and observation and his own powerful brainstorming.
But this third table really confused him.
Three people who had never met each other and had never colluded in private sat down at the same table and all chose to remain silent. And without anyone speaking, both the mixed-race girl and the black youth voluntarily chose to give up and let the white man
Middle-aged people win.
How did the three of them reach their decision?
Is it close eye contact? Or is it a prior understanding of each other?
Lao Peng, who was completely confused, suddenly felt that the final game might be more "interesting" than he imagined, and it was very likely that there would be new rules and participants.
It's just that Lao Peng can't predict in advance yet.
Just when he was worried, Jing Quan suddenly said something: "Hey, Lao Peng, do you think the three people at the last table are deliberately seeking the best interests for themselves according to the situation?"
"Huh?" Lao Peng was stunned when he heard this, and then hurriedly picked up the telescope to observe the expressions of the three people.
By this time the table had been removed and there were nine people, none of whom had been killed in the game, but the three winners were already clear.
The bald man was sitting in the corner with four gold coins and was a little annoyed. The black man had his arms crossed and looked angry. The Indian young woman was sitting far away from the pink-faced man and the handcuffed boy with three gold coins. She was a little annoyed.
Looking dazed.
The girl with smoky makeup sits in a relatively remote position and cannot see her face.
The mixed-race girl was leaning against the window. From the side view, she was very relaxed now and was still talking and laughing with the black young man.
As for the last winner, the middle-aged Caucasian man, he sat in the front with his back to everyone, and his face could not be seen, but judging from the way he sat upright, he seemed to have a serious feeling of shouldering a heavy responsibility.
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"Did you just say that in this game, everyone is trying to maximize their own interests, so after these nine people are divided into three tables, they will definitely not be the same three tables."
"What do you mean?" This time it was Lao Peng's turn that he didn't quite understand.
Jing Quan explained: "I mean, the three tables are like three people. Although the final round has not started yet, the people at the three tables are already preparing for the final round. This is what I mean."
When Lao Peng heard this, he was immediately enlightened.
That's right! Winning at this time is just a chance to participate in the final round. The real competition is between the three tables.
Imagine that if every table selects a winner according to the same method, then it seems that these three people are balanced, but it is also the most unfavorable for one person to win in the final game, because the prerequisite for winning is advantage!
At the table with the girl with smoky makeup, she was able to win because she was better at playing than the other two.
The handcuffed boy's victory was a matter of trickery and luck, and it was obviously impossible to use the same method in the final game.
The reason why the people at the last table have been waiting is because the three of them all know that in order to maximize their profits, they must choose the person among the three of them who has the best chance of winning the other two tables. In this way, among the three of them,
Under the constraints of the "agreement" reached in silence, those selected to fight can bring some benefits to others.
This is a risky investment, and it is an investment without loss.
Even if the white middle-aged man wins in the end but does not share any benefits with the other two people, the two people who gave up voluntarily will not suffer any losses, and they will not suffer any casualties due to internal fighting in this game.
Looking at it this way, the overall view of the people at the last table is obviously better than that of the people at the other two tables.
After Lao Peng figured it out, he couldn't help but sigh: "The human heart is so respectable and formidable..."
Hearing this, Jing Quan chuckled and said, "Yes, but no matter who wins or loses, it doesn't matter to us, we are just spectators."
Lao Peng didn't answer. In his opinion, he was more than just an audience.
He has not forgotten the purpose of his trip to the United States, but a series of changes have made him, like Guan Dehou, begin to doubt everything around him, including his brothers who have been through life and death.
Especially the little brother next to him who usually looks very upright and doesn't talk much when he's serious.
All Jing Quan's behavior today was a little abnormal. Although Lao Peng didn't point it out, he was already careful in his heart. Not only did he keep a certain distance from Jing Quan, but he also quietly put it in his mind just now while Jing Quan was observing and recording.
The "mysterious cube" moved closer to him.
Although he was very reluctant to doubt his brother, his years of experience did not allow him to relax his vigilance.
So now he can't help but think to himself: 'Brother De, Brother De...where have you been...if you don't come back...I'm afraid something big will happen...'
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"Haha... That's interesting. I didn't expect all nine people to be alive." The observer smiled, and then looked at the time. It was already 3:13 in the morning, and sunrise would be in less than three hours.
With this in mind, the observer asked: "How are the operations of each group carried out?"
The staff in the command room immediately called up a set of pictures.
On the big screen, in more than 40 shots, some people are still on the road, some are on boats, some are in the cabin, and some are on the train; some people have already started taking action, but have not yet made contact with the target; and
Some people are having fierce exchanges with unidentified people. Some are in alleys, some are on the beach, and some are in underground culverts. So far, only five groups of people have shown successful operations. Among them, some
Two groups had just finished arresting people, one group had already cleaned up the battlefield, and the other two groups were rescuing the wounded. Most of the injured were wearing civilian clothes and looked like they were not going to survive.
After scanning these pictures, the observer said: "Let all teams speed up the progress, and at the same time send more personnel to implement the saturation plan. We must ensure that the operation is completely clean!"
"yes!"
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The room was dimly lit.
Mr. Z behind the desk was flipping through an ancient book without a name. Most of the text in the book was mottled and it was difficult to read clearly even under the light.
But Mr. Z was so absorbed that he didn't hear Bob knocking on the door.
It wasn't until Bob pushed the door open that Mr. Z came back to his senses. He put down the book and asked with a smile: "Huh? It's over so soon?"
"Yes sir, all nine players are alive, and three winners have been selected, ready for the final round."
Mr. Z was a little surprised when he heard this, but he was more happy. He stood up unsteadily on crutches and said: "Okay! Very good! I thought they would fight fiercely, but I didn't expect... Haha...
Very good! Then set the table and let’s begin the final round.”
Saying this, Mr. Z walked out of the study room.
Bob went into the house and took another box.
When I followed Mr. Z to the second floor, a larger table had been set up, but it was not the small round table in the bar before, but a square card table.
After the three winners sat down, the other six people also realized that there was an "unexpected" participant in the final game.
That is……
Mr. Z himself.
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"Hey, this Mr. Z is planning to end it himself." Jing Quan was quite surprised when he saw Mr. Z sit down.
Lao Peng frowned and said: "Games are divided into three-player games and four-player games. Compared with three-player games, four-player games have more variables and more sinister gameplay. I guess this gold coin will most likely no longer be used."
It’s ten.”
Jing Quan was happy: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's getting more and more interesting! Hey, Lao Peng, let's play this game after we return to China after this operation!"
Lao Peng was startled: "What? Are you crazy, or am I blind?"
Jing Quan laughed: "You misunderstood, I'm not crazy, I mean, we can change the rules, don't be so bloody, just bet on a pot of wine! Do you think it's okay?"
Lao Peng rolled his eyes when he heard this and said, "If you want to drink, just say so!"
Jing Quan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slyly: "Then the wine may not go into my stomach by then!"