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The entry ticket provided the name of the nobleman, the fat-brained lord who was the last baronet, not of royal blood.

The casino staff welcomed Andre in respectfully, but didn't even ask for his name.

It seems that the baron's status is not high, and no one is familiar with him.

This was exactly what Andre wanted.The welcome staff of the casino briefly introduced the structure and rules of the casino, then stuffed a small booklet, bowed and said: "The specific rules are explained here, I wish you a good time, my lord."

The brochure only introduces the functions of the first floor and the ground floor.

The casino area is not small, the first floor is a private room and bar, and there is also a dance hall.The underground is the real casino.

The area that is open to the baron does not seem to be complete, and there are many passages within sight that are guarded by staff.If you want to enter these places, you need another pass.

"We are not very lucky, this baron is not very popular." Andre walked back to the gaming table after being declined, and said to Lyons.

Lyons sat in front of the gaming table and pushed out the row of weights in front of him, "Just come in."

The croupier glanced at the person opposite Reines, that person had several times more weight than Reigns, but his expression was not very good at the moment.He glanced at Lyons, and also pushed out a row of weights.

The croupier started the game, announcing the winner in the curious eyes of the people around him.

Andre looked at the weights piled up in front of Lions instantly, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you quite good at betting?"

The person opposite was so angry that he called the followers behind him to leave.

"I've learned a few tricks." Reigns replied, put the weight in his pocket and got up to chase the man.

"Viscount." Lyons stopped the other party, and put the weight on the tray carried by the entourage, "You forgot something."

The viscount raised his eyebrows to look at him, his mustache trembled, as if he suddenly became interested in this man dressed as a lowly person.

"If you lose, you lose. I'm not short of this money." He looked at Andre, who was following, and nodded in praise, "You have a smart servant."

Andre smiled and said, "It's the first time I've come to this casino. I don't know the rules. I wanted to find a good friend to get familiar with. This kid rushed to stand out. I'll hit you."

"The method is very ingenious, and the technology is not bad." The Viscount glanced at Lyons and said, "There are manuals in the casino, didn't the person who brought you here give it to you?"

Andre frowned angrily, "I didn't know where it fell just now."

He raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "Besides, the rules are made by people. There are three, six, and nine ranks in the casino. You are a noble person. What you teach me is much more flexible than what you write."

From time to time, Andre's intentions were obvious.

What kind of person in the casino must know what kind of things.

According to Lyons, the other party is a viscount, one level higher than Andre's pretended identity, so he may know more.

The viscount knew what he meant and didn't expose it. He asked someone to bring him a new manual: "I like to help smart people. Just to remind you, the ranking here has nothing to do with the title."

Andre took the manual, thanked the Viscount, and asked Lyons after they walked away: "How do you know he belongs to the Viscount?"

"Celebrities in the Southern District have cooperated with Blood Hunt before." Lyons said.

"But he doesn't know you."

"I didn't look like this last time we met." Ryan added after a pause, "It's changed."

Andre was noncommittal and stopped paying attention to this matter.

The booklet in their hands was much thicker than the one they had held before.The next few pages introduced the function of the second floor of the casino, and also mentioned many hidden transactions.

The second floor is a private club with a small auction house and entertainment facilities.The content of the transaction only said that someone would guide you after going to the second floor.

"Nothing special. Are you going to sneak into the second floor?" Andre handed the brochure to Lyons.

Lyons flipped through the brochure and frowned, "If there is no clue, I might go there."

"Wait." Andre pointed to the last page revealed, "Page number. Isn't page number 27?"

Lyons looked down, at the bottom of the booklet, the number of pages was written in cursive English, it was really 27.

"Terry's password is this book." Andre took the booklet, "Where's the diary, did you bring it out?"

"Here." Lyons took out the diary and opened the comparison.

According to the number of pages, the number of lines and the number of words, the corresponding words can be found.After the first string of numbers is decoded, the words cannot be connected into a meaningful sentence.

Andre looked at it for a while and said, "What about the initials?"

Reines responded to the initials and said, "It's the name."

Lyons was silent for a moment, then frowned and said, "Simon."

The password is correct.Terry's diary is unlocked, and Andre finds Lola's name in it, as well as the name of the dead vineyard worker.

Andre asked: "Is there an order in the list?"

Lyons: "No, not in alphabetical order. It should be in chronological order."

In other words, Simon is Terry's first test product.

"It doesn't have to be a test product." Lyons seemed to know what Andre was thinking, and said, "It may also be an investor."

Lyons: "Remember what the butler said, Terry gambled, was unclean with his servants, and even got involved with the master's daughter. It's not justified that this kind of servant hasn't been kicked out. But if Terry has other uses, or Simon has a clue In his hands, that's another matter."

"Simon was confused by the bloodline of the day walker. Terry found a money bag that he could attach to by purifying his bloodline as a bait. But he did too much, so he was eliminated?"

Lyons shook his head, "It's possible, just ask me for details."

Andre looked at the time and nodded in agreement: "It's time to go, otherwise our baron will freeze to death outside the stable."

Andre's slap was merciless, ensuring that the baron could sleep until the sun rose the next day.

When they went out to the stables, the baron was really dizzy.

The linen clothes did not keep out the cold, the baron was blue from the cold, and the snot bubbles unconsciously blew bigger and bigger.

"This is your human nobleman." Andre looked at the baron with disgust, feeling sad that the baron of the blood race had the same title as such a person.

Lyons didn't have a good impression of the baron, so he casually put on a coat and helped the baron stagger into the stable.

The groom was sleeping soundly in the carriage, and when he was woken up, he was still cursing. Then he opened his eyes and saw his master, and his eyes widened: "This... what's going on, what did you do to my lord!"

"The baron fell asleep having fun, and asked us to take him home." Lyons threw him on the carriage without sincerity.

The groom was dumbfounded, and Lyons, who was dressed up by the servant, took a look, and immediately dared not say anything.Nodding in agreement, he drove away quickly in the carriage.

Seeing that the trouble was solved, Andre rubbed his body with only the inner lining, "Let's go, I have to go back and settle the score."