The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Getting into the 'Wheel of Hope' was smoother than Sanzi imagined.

The impatient bald supervisor immediately put away his vicious expression after seeing the red-haired girl's face clearly, and enthusiastically expressed that they needed a young man who dared to take risks like Sanzi.

On the other hand, the young woman who was crying like pear blossoms and rain just now, she didn't know whether she had successfully escaped, or she didn't want to attract the man's attention, she quickly stopped crying, bowed her head and silently retreated into the shadow of the building, watching Unclear expression on face.

"Come on, little girl, uncle will show you the world. This is a rare opportunity to open your eyes."

The bald supervisor led the way with a smile, and when he turned around, he did not forget to stare at the young woman hiding aside.

"Oh! I'm looking forward to it, uncle!"

The third son smiled innocently, and took a step to the left, just blocking the bald supervisor's gaze on the young woman.

"Tch." The man with a beer belly frowned in dissatisfaction.

But for the sake of the beautiful idiot who had finally thrown himself into the trap, he finally said nothing, but turned his back with a cold snort, and signaled his third son to follow.

The third son glanced at the young woman thoughtfully, then responded cheerfully, and trotted to follow.

It seems that it is an innocent and well-behaved little animal that has strayed into it, knowing nothing about the "hell" that will follow.

Seeing the back of the red-haired girl getting further and further away, the young woman hiding in the shadow suddenly stomped her foot hard. She let go of her tightly clenched skirt and rushed straight in the direction of the third son.

The third son had already sensed the movement behind him, and instead of avoiding it, he took the initiative to meet and help the young woman, making it look like she accidentally fell into his arms.

The young woman was stunned for a second, then hurriedly raised her head to speak: "Little girl, don't..."

"Shh."

As soon as the words came out, the handsome red-haired girl raised her index finger to her lips, blinked her right eye cutely, and gestured for silence.

At the same time, the bald executive who was leading the way turned his head when he heard the sound.

He rushed back furiously, reaching out his hand to grab the young woman out of the third son's arms,

"You woman! What are you going to do again? If you don't want to go to the boat, get out! Dare to make trouble, believe it or not, I will kill you?!"

The young woman's face was a little ugly, she bit her lip and wanted to speak, but was snatched away by the third son's persuasion.

"Hahaha, don't be angry, uncle, the young lady just didn't stand firmly for a while, I'll just help her up."

"Right? Young lady."

The third son turned his head sideways, bent his emerald pupils, and stared at the young woman with a smile.

"Well... yes, yes."

The young woman hesitated for a while, and finally nodded stiffly, and took the initiative to back away.

It seems that there is really nothing unusual.

The bald supervisor glanced back and forth between the two of them, then looked away suspiciously.

However, he didn't realize that not long ago, under his nose, the young woman stuffed a note into the palm of the red-haired girl.

The third son put it into his palm with a smile, and when he opened his hand again, the note disappeared like magic.

——Hmm, there really is something wrong.

The third son waved goodbye to the young woman and walked towards the golden wheel of hope.

The young woman pursed her lips and stood there worryingly, watching the two people leave.

The warm sea breeze blows slowly.

Until the figure of the third son and the bald supervisor completely disappeared at the boarding place of the ship, the young woman suddenly flattened the corners of her mouth, and put away the worried and complicated expression on her face as if changing her face.

Expressionlessly, she took out a black communicator from her concealed pocket and sent a message to the person opposite.

[The battle is successful, Huang Quan has entered the network. 】

*****

This cruise ship...why does it look so unlucky?

The third son followed behind the bald supervisor, quickly scanned the interior of the ship with his eyes, and touched his chin thoughtfully.

The middle-aged man walking in front kept boasting how gorgeous this "Wheel of Hope" was, and how lucky the third son was to bump into such a good thing.

The man's words are long-winded and cumbersome, but they are not worthless.

At least, he solved the third son's doubts about "unlucky".

"...How about it? It's not bad. The master spent a lot of money on this cruise ship. It is a one-to-one imitation of the Hope that was built by the legendary Titanic. Every year, I don't know how many rich people squeeze their heads and want to go on it. money."

"What a 'curse', oh, a woman without knowledge."

As if sensing the curious gaze of the third son, the man quickly put away the gloomy expression on his face, showed a simple and hearty smile and encouraged,

"Work hard little girl, when the boat docks, you can at least make as much as this amount just for tips!"

As the man spoke, he stretched his five fingers and compared a number.

"Oh--"

The third son looked at the man, and suddenly asked, "Then uncle, such a good opportunity, don't you stay on the boat?"

That's right, this guy called the supervisor is just the head maid who is responsible for bringing the third son to the ship, and then he will disembark.

And watching him walking all the way, he didn't dare to slow down at all, it didn't seem like he was nostalgic for the wealth and honor on the boat, but rather like he was afraid of missing the time and was stuck here.

"Uh."

The smiling face of the bald supervisor froze for a moment, and he quickly avoided the topic with a laugh.

"Hahaha, how can a rough person like me have such good luck? After all, I can't compare to you young and promising girls. Well, the front is the head maid's lounge. Come on, I won't go there."

As he spoke, the man pushed the girl's shoulder as if urging her.

The third son noticed that the bald supervisor seemed very taboo and didn't dare to touch her at all.

Even with this push, he purposely pulled out the cuffs and placed them on his palms.

Well, things are getting interesting.

The red-haired girl raised her eyebrows.

Earthbound spirits, curses, and the taboo behavior of insiders——

This 'Wheel of Hope' can no longer be described as 'unlucky'. In fact, this is a monster that will devour humans!

At this point, if you were an ordinary person, your face would probably turn blue from the fright of your brain, and you would have to scramble and crawl away from this weird cruise ship.

However, a certain ghost girl blinked her eyes and smiled excitedly.

Oh!Is this the legendary RPG brave detective adventure!

Great, the reasoning skills I have honed for many years can finally come in handy again!

Ah, Yokohama is amazing, it's just amazing.

The red-haired ghost girl was gearing up, holding the mentality of "Let me be healthy, how many surprises are waiting for this executive officer", and couldn't wait to knock on the head maid's lounge.

Facts have proved that in terms of surprises, the world should never be underestimated.

"Why is it a little girl?"

The head maid who opened the door frowned, staring at the red-haired girl sternly.

The three sons also observed each other.

The woman in front of her has an appearance that perfectly fits most people's impression of a 'Maid Maid'.

She wore a maid's long skirt and white apron that reached to her calf, and she was dressed as rigorously as a bow tie. Even the bow tie behind her was unbiased and tied in the middle of her back waist.

From the appearance, it is easy to think that this is a severe middle-aged woman who is critical.

But the third son noticed that there was such a seemingly infallible head maid, but there was a whitish ring mark on the ring finger of her right hand that didn't match the skin around her.

She looked at the third son with repulsive eyes, with a bit of disapproval strangely.

It was like looking at an idiot who didn't understand anything, but plunged into Shura's hell by himself.

The third son didn't care about the cold eyes of the head maid, he raised his hand and introduced himself,

"Hello everyone, have you eaten yet? My name is Sanzi. Please give me your advice for the rest of the journey!"

"You..." The head maid frowned.

Several other young women leaned together, whispering in low voices to be heard by the third son.

"What shall we do now?"

"That guy Huasui, he's really unreliable..."

"But she looks like she's only in her teens, and she's still a child."

"The ship has already sailed, what should I do..."

……

…………

Um? 'how' what?

The third son smiled and put his hands behind his back. Just when she was about to get the key information, the head maid suddenly raised her voice and said sharply,

"Okay! All quiet!"

"Since you've come up, follow the original plan, the two of you... find clothes for this little girl."

The chief maid's scolding voice overwhelmed other people's discussions.

The two people whose names were called looked at each other in dismay, and finally got up, hesitantly dug out a uniform and handed it to the third son.

"Thank you, two beautiful young ladies!" the red-haired girl said sweetly.

"..."

The third son's thanks made the two women pause unnaturally.

One of the beautiful women frowned, snatched back the uniform from the third son, threw the other set to her, and said,

"You... you'd better wear this suit, be safe."

"Also, remember! Be obedient in the future, follow us and don't talk."

Be safe?

What's the meaning?Could there be any new tricks for maid outfits?

The third son walked into the changing room with the clothes in his arms in a daze.

Then when she unfolded the uniform in her hand, she realized——

Well, it's because she is young, there are really many styles of maid outfits in this world.

Everything else is fine, just this——

The red-haired ghost girl was carrying the modified cheongsam maid outfit with slits on both sides reaching to the waist, and the hollowed out back, and fell into deep contemplation.

This dress... which side is the front?

****

At the same time, the sixth floor of the Wheel of Hope

In the luxurious conference room, three different people are sitting.

On the left is PortMafia headed by Chuya Nakahara, and on the right is the Inukane Group headed by Kentaro Yamamoto.

As the host, Hyoudou Kazun still led a group of tall and burly guards, sitting at the farthest position from them, and a greasy-haired young man with glasses stood beside him.

A huge shooting table lay across the middle of the conference room, separating the three parties.

It is enough to see how cautious this old guy is afraid of death.

Originally, this kind of mindless provocative behavior was enough to kill Hyoudou Kazun a hundred times in the organization.

But now, neither PortMafia nor the Inukin Group seem to ignore it.

It's not how tolerant they are, it's just more meaningful than killing this idiot once and slowly draining his value.

After all, if you trade with the mafia with an arrogant attitude, you will be torn apart.

Zhong Yuanzhong also flicked his fingers, and soon, a draft document contract was placed in the center of the gaming table.

"Hong Kong and Black want the entire sea freight line of Diai Group from Rotterdam to St. Petersburg. As a sincerity of the transaction, we are willing to give up 10% of the profits. How, I think this condition is enough to make up for the losses of Diai Group in the past few years .”

On the other side, Kenichiro Yamamoto, the cadre of the Inukane Group, also left a contract in the middle of the gambling table.

"Tokyo and Osaka have a 60.00% market transaction share. From copyright shooting to film and television transfer, the Inugane Group only requires 40.00% of the gross profit. Mr. Hyoudou, with our support, your entertainment empire will be smooth sailing."

sincerity?Smooth sailing?

Why don't you just scrape all the points and leave? !

Faced with the lions of the two Yakuza organizations, Hyoudou Kazun's eyebrows twitched, and he squeezed his palms tightly to suppress the anger in his heart.

Although I don't want to admit it, whether it's the commercial shipping line or the entertainment market, the Diai Group, which lacks the protection of some necessary forces, is indeed a bit stretched, otherwise there would be no such three-party negotiation today.

It's just that it's a "negotiation", but it's more like a "bodyguard" taking advantage of the fire.

The gravity of the port mafia, Zhongya in the Central Plains.

Kenichiro Yamamoto, the cadre of the Inukane Group's martial arts faction.

Sending these two people out, the intentions of the leader of the other party are clearly revealed.

But the old man is not without a way to deal with it.

Hyoudou Kazun twitched the corners of his mouth, and a kind smile appeared on his orange-peel-like face. He tapped the cane he was holding, and threw out a bait.

"It is indeed a very good proposal, but it is rare to use this method to decide on our future cooperation on this 'Wheel of Hope'. Wouldn't it be too boring and wasteful?"

"Everyone, the old man has a proposal, how about taking a gamble?"

"Gambling?" Kentaro Yamamoto turned his head.

Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue pupils followed, and his extremely oppressive eyes fell on Hyoudou Kazun.

"Yes, a bet."

Hyoudou Kazun clenched his cane, hid his sweating palms, and said calmly,

"As long as you can win against the young man next to the old man, let alone the 40.00% and [-]% profit, what if the old man doubles the profit on this basis?"

Double it, that's an incredible bet.

Of course, if they lose, the advantage that Hong Kong and Black have discussed earlier may also disappear in smoke.

Young Gravity slowly sat up straight.

He looked at Hyoudou Kazun for a long time, until a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the other party's forehead, and then he laughed with a "chi" and said,

"It seems that Mr. Hyoudou is very confident in his 'General' gambling skills."

*****

——"Hyoudou Kazun, the immortal gambler."

Yokohama, PortMafia Executive Building

Osamu Dazai sat in the large French chair with his legs crossed, his slender legs crossed and placed on the table, like a child, dishonestly supporting the legs of the chair, using the office chair as a swing, swinging it.

He casually threw an investigation file on the table.

If Chuya Nakahara or Mikoko were here, the two would be able to recognize it at a glance. It is exactly the same as the one that Osamu Dazai handed over at the Astronomy Tower at that time.

The files were spread out on the desktop, and above them were the gambling records of Hyoudou Kazun and the fate of the other party in recent years.

A very interesting discovery.

People who have gambled with Hyoudou Kazun, for the time being, don't care what happens to the loser.

Even those who won the bet, after returning to their daily lives with a huge sum of money, did not survive a week, and died unexpectedly soon.

Drowning, falling steel bars, traffic accidents...

Just like what Osamu Dazai told his third son back then, no one was spared.

"Therefore, there is a speculation here."

Osamu Dazai was half-lying on his back in the chair, with his arms resting on his fluffy head, and he didn't know who to talk to, so he said slowly in the empty office,

"That old immortal, or someone around him, possesses a power similar to 'luck or life exchange', and the activation conditions are related to gambling."

"Once you agree to the bet, you will die."

So, Chuya, what are you going to do?

……

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The Netherlands, the sixth floor of the Wheel of Hope

A young man with greasy hair came up from the side of Hyoudou Kazun, raised his glasses, and said to the two,

"My lord Fujii Osamu, Central Plains associate cadre, Yamamoto cadre, please give me your advice."