One Piece: The Magician

After hearing the news about the Straw Hat Boy, in addition to the old smoker who set off immediately, a certain patron saint of Alabasta also immediately turned into a sandstorm and galloped away into the distance.

In the somewhat empty room, Nico Robin glanced at the banana crocodile swimming freely in the aquarium, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked again at the book in her hand that she had read countless times.

Ever since the people from the World Government set their sights on this country, Robin, a charming woman with an extremely sensitive identity, was forced to live in the basement of this casino, living a "home girl" life without ever leaving the house. "Life.

In fact, this is nothing. Robin is a quiet person by nature, and she also loves reading. Sometimes with a good book and a cup of tea, this elegant woman can sit quietly all day long.

However, this does not mean that Robin is a nerd, and you can't expect Crocodile, a boring man with no other hobbies except raising banana crocodiles, to have a collection of books.

All in all, Robin-chan is very bored right now.

There is still nearly a day until the .0 plan is fully launched. Is there anything I want there?

For a moment, Robin's eyes became blurred, and countless images flashed through his mind, finally settling on a towering tree burning in ruthless flames.

Thinking of the scene at that time, even though 20 years had passed, Robin still felt like it happened yesterday, which made her sigh quietly:

"There are really too many obstacles ahead of me."

Just when Robin was secretly feeling sad, the phone bug rang again, and the voice of "Bulu Bulu" was particularly noticeable in the silent room.

"This is the casino's dedicated line." Robin answered the phone in surprise, and an anxious voice immediately came from inside.

"Sorry, store manager, a guy came here today to cause trouble. That bastard with glasses seems to be an expert at cheating. He has won nearly 10 billion beli. Our people are no match for him, you."

"Are the glasses interesting?" Without listening carefully to the casino manager's next words, Robin gently placed the book in his hand on the table, a pair of wonderful eyes blooming with a strange look.

Although she didn't verify it with her own eyes, Robin's intuition already told her who the person was.

"Let him go to the VIP room." Robin's expression calmed down a little, and the corner of his mouth raised a perfect arc that made people's hearts beat: "I will personally receive this "distinguished guest"."

People have been debating whether gambling is a technology or an art.

In fact, if the purpose is to win or lose, it is regarded as a skill, but if the purpose is to entertain, gambling is an art that cultivates sentiment.

So the question is, is this game between a man and a woman art or technology?

The answer is: Qian Shu

Yuyan’s VIP room.

This was a somewhat empty room, quite luxuriously decorated. There was a gambling table in the center, with a man and a woman sitting at both ends. The two looked at each other in silence, except for the mysterious smiles at the corners of their mouths that were surprisingly similar.

A beautiful dealer with revealing clothes and a hot figure was shuffling the cards silently. Her movements were smooth and fluid, which was of great value for viewing. As her slender fingers flipped, the playing cards made a very pleasant swishing sound.

While she was shuffling the cards, her eyes looked at the two small mountains of chips on the table. Even though she had been working in the largest casino in the rainy land for many years and was used to the ups and downs, this beautiful dealer remained the same. Feeling a little dizzy.

40 billion Baileys is not 40, but 40 billion, which is almost as much as Yu Yan’s turnover for half a year.

But in the face of this astronomical figure that can make people weak, the two parties still looked calm and calm, as if the gambling money was not enough to catch their eyes.

Moreover, the weird atmosphere between the two people, far from being as tense as they should be when fighting with a coffin book, was like two old friends who had not seen each other for many years reminiscing about the past, and it seemed very close.

The bodyguards in black in the distance swallowed their saliva and looked at their beautiful store manager expectantly.

No matter what, you can't lose to that bastard with glasses, manager

The beautiful dealer placed the washed poker cards in the center of the table and raised her hand to signal to Robin.

- Cut the top winner's cards

Robin's face was filled with a charming smile, and then she didn't see any movement. A slender arm sprouted like a flower on the gambling table, with its fingers slightly spread, dividing the neat pile of cards into two.

The croupier was about to deal the cards, but was interrupted by a clear male voice.

"Wait a moment, beautiful dealer lady." Sherlock pushed up his glasses gently, and then said calmly to the intellectual woman with a bright smile in front of him: "If we continue to play like this, we probably won't be able to finish playing in this life, ss .allsunday.”

Gambling is a very intellectual game. Although people say that it is about character, luck, and heartbeat, in the eyes of experts who are really good at gambling, luck is secondary.

Robin and Sherlock are both characters with extraordinary intelligence, and what's even more exaggerated is that they both possess the ability to excel. Therefore, the fight between these two rivals is not only less intense than a fight between a dragon and a tiger, but Extremely boring.

Come to think of it, these two people have been gambling almost all the time, so what else is there to gamble on?

This can be regarded as another form of master loneliness.

"That's right, Sherlock." Robin nodded with deep understanding, then she raised her legs gracefully, held her cheek in her hand, and moved her slender fingers rhythmically on her smooth cheek: "So Say, what do you want?”

"And I forgot to ask you last time, why are your glasses without prescription?" At this point, the woman's smiling eyes curved into two crescents: "Could it be that these are just your decorations?"

"Decoration, no, no, no, this is my treasure." Pushing up his glasses, two stunning rays of light were reflected. Sherlock then looked at the pile of cards that had been divided into two groups and suggested:

"How about we just play the most primitive one, compare big and small, and not play the "virtual" ones, just rely on luck?"

"Oh, it's better than luck." Robin pondered for a moment and then readily accepted.

The beautiful dealer deals the cards, one to each person.

Sherlock placed the poker on the table and did not look at the cards. Instead, he looked at the beautiful woman opposite him calmly.

"It's your turn to place your bet." Without looking at the cards either, Nico Robin met Sherlock's eyes without any sign of weakness.

With a chuckle, Sherlock did not rush to place a bet. Instead, he turned to look at the beautiful croupier standing beside the table and asked in a gentle tone:

"Beautiful lady, do you think I can win this time?"

The croupier had long been frightened by the huge bet between the two, and her pretty face turned red after being asked a question by the magician. She said nervously:

"We should be able to win." This was her true inner thought. After all, in the competition just now, her beautiful store manager lost more than she won.

"Really, I think so too. My luck has always been very good." Sherlock chuckled, then pointed at the hill-like chips in front of him, and said very casually: "These chips are almost 20 More than [-] million, I’m all in.”

"Si" Hearing this, all the bodyguards in black in the distance took a breath.

Should I say that this guy wearing glasses is bold, or that he doesn't regard money as money at all?

Even though Robin was calm, her face changed slightly. She stared closely at Sherlock's eyes under Sherlock's lenses. Those dark eyes shone brightly like midnight stars, showing the strong confidence of the owner of the eyes.

After coming back to his senses, Nico Robin said calmly: "But, it seems that my chips are still a little short."

"You don't have to worry about this, you can use yourself as a bargaining chip." Sherlock showed a smile that succeeded in his conspiracy: "I remember that your bounty was 7 million Baileys, rounded up to 900 million, which is completely enough. .”

"asshole"

The rest of the people in the room were in an uproar when they heard this. Several impulsive bodyguards drew their weapons and surrounded them with indignation. It seemed that as long as their beautiful store manager gave an order, they would remove the rude glasses. The bastard will be punished on the spot.

Raising his hand to signal his men not to act rashly, Robin looked at the magician in front of him again.

What on earth are you thinking about, Thassarian?

Robin suddenly had the feeling that the man in front of him seemed to be able to see the deepest secrets in your heart at any time, but you could never get close to his heart.

"Okay, I'll bet with you." By some strange combination of circumstances, Robin agreed to the outrageous bet very simply. Then she slowly stood up, turned to sit on the gambling table, and stayed with her chips. It was as if he really regarded himself as a bet.

Robin turned over his card: a king of spades.

"I forgot to tell you, my luck is also very good." This charming woman exuding amazing charm lazily put one arm on the gaming table and raised her own K of Spades with the other hand. He chuckled: "There are only four cards bigger than this one. Do you believe your luck will be that good?"

Sherlock remained unmoved and slowly stretched his hand towards his cards.

"Really? It's a pity that the person you met is me." After saying that, he flipped the cards in his hand.

Everyone held their breath for a moment and looked at the cards.

"This" "It's a lie" "This is okay"

There is only a big black heart painted on the playing card, which is very black, just like Sherlock's charming eyes.

"Let me tell you, my luck has always been very good." Sherlock held up his ace of spades and pushed up his glasses calmly, with a matter-of-fact expression.

Plop~ The beautiful dealer's legs went weak, and she fell to the ground with a blank look on her face. 20 billion beli changed hands in an instant. This shocking lavish spending was not something that her little heart could bear.

Standing up and walking to Nico Robin, who was still sitting in a daze at the gambling table, Sherlock said softly but firmly:

"Now, you are mine."

Robin calmed down after hearing this, but just when she was about to take action, she suddenly felt a slight tingling sensation in her neck, and then a wave of sleepiness hit her. Her eyes darkened, and her body moved towards He fell forward and was hugged by Sherlock who was already prepared.

Due to the angle, in the eyes of the bodyguards in black, this was their beautiful store manager taking the initiative to embrace her, making them look at each other in surprise and confusion.

The main entrance of Yuyan.

After listening to the sorcerer's serious nonsense, the casino manager gave a thumbs up to Sherlock, who was carrying Robin and was about to leave, and walked back to the casino in a swaggering manner.

A bodyguard in black hurriedly came over and said in confusion: "Boss, the store manager has been kidnapped. Why didn't you let us stop him?"

"You know nothing about running away," the casino manager said with great hatred: "Didn't you see the way these two people were flirting with each other just now? Really, that man and woman have been in love for a long time, they were just going on a date."

啥

Several bodyguards were shocked, and then they thought about it carefully and found that there was indeed some ambiguity between the man and the woman, and the handsome man and the beautiful woman seemed to be a match made in heaven.

"Oh~, no wonder that guy wearing glasses kept all his winnings here. It turns out it was for this reason." A man in black suddenly realized.

Yes, from now on they will all be members of the family. The other men in black, who still had no money, all nodded in agreement.

"Then, why does the store manager look like he's fainted?"

The casino manager put his hand on his forehead helplessly: "Idiot, the store managers are all pretending, and this is what they play. You don't even understand this, hey~"

"Oh, that's it." The other bodyguards in black all looked at the casino manager with squinted eyes, as if they were looking at an old driver.

"Do you need to tell the crocodile boss about this?" The man in black, who was a little confused, asked again.

"Of course there is no need for such trivial matters." The casino owner shook his head seriously: "The store manager is such a good person, he should have his own happiness. As subordinates, we should protect the store manager's happiness."

"It's to protect the store manager's happiness," all the bodyguards in black claimed.

If Sherlock knew that he could let the kind-hearted casino manager open up such a big idea after just a few casual words, I really don't know how he would feel.

And what no one noticed was that after Sherlock left, the surface of the ace of spades drawn by the magician actually had ripples like a mirror, and then turned into a 7 of diamonds.

It seems that it all depends on luck. This statement itself is a joke.

ps: book club group: three six, three four, zero eight, zero eight, one, answer to the question: Sherlock

I hope that interested book friends will come to fill me in. Thank you, Xiao Ming.