Himemoto's interpretation

The final agreed result is that the jackpot prize money will be used as the activity fund for this trip - eating, drinking, having fun, shopping, shopping, and the rest will be used as the year-end bonus for detective assistants.

"It's such a happy decision!" Xingqi stood up, walked away a distance, and patted her pants habitually, "I'm going to change clothes."

Even though she only accepted a small part of the bonus, Xingqi was still a little awkward.

Pie in the sky is usually accompanied by a bloody head, and the unexpected happiness comes too violently so that people have no time to be distracted and focus on other things, but Xingqi just can't accept it with peace of mind, and even winning the first lottery itself makes her extremely disturbed .

The detective sat up after a while, and rubbed his fingertips on his slightly hot wrist twice. Seeing the assistant staring blankly in front of the closet, she asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Dumplings." Xingqi came back to her senses and said without hesitation, "Of course we have dumplings on New Year's Eve."

"it is good."

The hotel restaurant is on the first floor of the slot machine home.

Macheng is famous for its legal gambling. Naturally, few tourists come here for food, and there are buffet tables inside the casino to keep tourists in the field to the greatest extent. Therefore, there are few people in the restaurant, except for a few "" "Happy Chinese New Year" in cursive color characters, generally speaking, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is quite weak.

On the way to the Chinese restaurant, Xingqi also saw a lot of people rushing downstairs, and occasionally such things as "jackpot", "big prize", and "explosion" came with their own heat, causing people to speak in a broken voice words.

After ordering the meal, Xingqi moved to the side of the detective and asked in a low voice, "What is grandma's identity?"

The detective rested his chin on one hand and was flipping through the news on his mobile phone. Hearing the sound, he turned to look at her, "What do you think?"

"I think..." Xingqi hesitated, "It doesn't look like a thief."

Looking back on the behavior of the old lady, apart from the skillful and calm technique of pinching the chips with two fingers, there is really nothing special about it.

He is an elegant and temperamental old man who can be called interesting.

This impression made Xingqi feel very contradictory. The behavior of the old lady was undoubtedly a stealing, but Xingqi didn't have the slightest resentment about it, or she thought that the old lady touched other people's chips for fun. mentality.

"That's right," the detective encouraged. "Is there anything else?"

Xingqi closed her eyes and meditated, then she pretended to be distressed and tapped her temples, "It said that your assistant's head is useless."

"Ha." The detective laughed and touched the assistant's ear, "Don't you think her movement of holding chips is familiar?"

The head equated by the owner with some kind of long-eared animal refused to think, showing a blank blank, Xingqi shook her head decisively.

Due to the fact that there are few people, the restaurant serves food very quickly.

Watching the waiters coming with oversized dinner plates in their hands, Xingqi excitedly picked up a hot towel to wipe her hands, "Here it is, it's time for dinner, let's not talk about business."

The detective smiled and took a sip of water, but said nothing.

"Did they make dumplings as French food?" Xingqi couldn't believe her eyes, "We can eat twenty dumplings in Haicheng for the same price! No! Fifty pieces!"

This kind of meal with an exaggerated size comparison between the vehicle and the dish, and the decoration is definitely greater than the meaning of the food itself, she saw not long ago in the French cuisine area passing by.

The dumpling plate takes up 1/3 of the tabletop area, but the groove in the center of the plate only holds six thumb-sized yellow, green, and white dumplings, in pairs, too small to fit mouth.

"Why don't they replace white with red, at least they can make red and green—well."

The detective picked up a Linglong dumpling and gagged the assistant's mouth.

Xingqi chews them slowly, pretending that they are ten times bigger than they look, so as to increase the feeling of fullness.

But no matter how carefully he chewed, the six dumplings quickly fell into his stomach.

But having said that, the small is small, the taste is not bad.

"How about it?"

"It's delicious." Xingqi commented pertinently, "It's just—"

"The quantity is too small." The detective said, raising his hand to summon the waiter, "Ten more servings."

"Wait." Xingqi called the waiter to stop, and when she saw the detective looking over, she added without changing her expression, "Eleven servings, just use one plate."

With enough food and drink, detectives and assistants returned to the tiger-fighting battlefield.

Unexpectedly, the old lady is still there.

They didn't take the elevator, and the two went directly to the dining table, standing tall and looking far away, Xingqi saw her in the crowd at a glance.

The old lady carried a small basket, and it seemed that she had won a lot of battles—I don’t know if she won it or picked it up.

When leaving the restaurant, Xingqi remembered that it was nearly midnight in the East Eighth District, and the number of people in the field had doubled compared to before. Players with accents from all over the world crowded shoulder to shoulder. Team.

Xingqi took a closer look and found that the one with the longest line was her one that won the jackpot.

At this time, the old lady waved at her, and opened and closed her lips a few times.

Xingqi asked the detective suspiciously: "What's going on?"

"She said, 'Good evening, little jackpot girl'." The detective said with obvious teasing tone, "You go to accompany the old man, and I will change the chips."

After finishing speaking, the detective put his hands in his pockets, left his assistant and went to the service desk.

"Detective...Xia..." Realizing that it is not appropriate to call out the detective's name on this occasion, and the shout was immediately drowned out by the sound of the scene, Xingqi stopped her mouth in embarrassment, and went to meet the old but firm man. grandmother.

"After you left, your machine, and the machine that won the jackpot this afternoon, all won the jackpot again." The old lady took Xingqi's arm and hung the small basket on her hand, as if she had met the jackpot. To my grandchildren, "Look, there are a lot of people here, and many of them rushed here after hearing the news from other places."

There are "dangdang" sounds of placing chips and "clicking" pulling levers everywhere.

Hundreds of slot machines, thousands of red faces yelling and beating the machines with saliva spraying.

The air seems to be reversely infected by the enthusiasm of humans and gambling machines. Every time you take a breath of warm air, your blood flow speeds up a bit, hitting the eardrum with a thump.

Crazy.

Lost mind confusion.

Just passing by a slot machine where someone lost all their chips and left, the grandmother pushed Xingqi and handed her three chips, "Try."

"...No, no, no." Xingqi hurriedly put the chips back into the basket, "What if I win the jackpot again?"

"Do you know that your words are easy to get beaten?" someone whispered in the ear.

Xingqi's ears warmed up, and she smiled "I don't know anything" at the detective.

During the short gap between the three of them coming and going, a heavyweight player won an overwhelming victory with his huge and strong body, and he boarded the empty machine first.

Xingqi tugged at the neckline, "It's so hot here."

Turning around, the detective quietly took off his coat and took it in his hand, and unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.

Xingqi glanced into the neckline unconsciously.

Light-colored.

stop!

Realizing what she was doing, Xingqi lowered her head and fumbled in her pockets twice, found a pack of wet wipes, took one to cover her hot face and sore nose, then handed it to the detective, and took the coat from her , whispered: "It's all gone."

Seeing the detective buttoning his shirt again, Xingqi just changed hands and handed the wet wipes package to the old woman.

"Thank you."

The machine, which was mostly blocked by the heavyweight player, burst into cheers suddenly.

"Jackpot!"

"Do you regret it?" The grandma patted Xingqi's arm, "You went just now, it's yours."

Xingqi patted her chest, relieved and said, "Fortunately, I didn't go."

The old grandma narrowed her eyes with a smile.

The frenzied atmosphere of the tiger's home game became more and more intense, and Xingqi gradually felt that it was difficult to breathe, it was too hot, she thought.

And it's uncomfortable to be crowded.

The detective first noticed a five-minute countdown on the display on the side of the hall, "Something is going to happen."

She couldn't help saying that she took her assistant and walked out of the crowd, "We have to get out of here."

Strange to say, just when the detective uttered the ominous sentence, Xing Qi's heart, which had been suspended for a long time, suddenly fell back to its original position, and resumed its usual rhythm of beating neither fast nor slow, and her breathing became smooth all of a sudden.

Xingqi turned her head and suggested to the old lady to leave.

The old man who did not know how long he had been fighting in the casino accepted her suggestion smoothly.

Players obsessed with "the next jackpot is me" have no time to count, but time is falling from the sky in a way they can't ignore.

In the last ten seconds of the countdown, the first row of gambling machines from the side of the dining table suddenly went out, and the words "mechanical failure" flashed on the screen.

The second row, the third row...

Hundreds of slot machines remind everyone of the time to enter the Lunar New Year with uniform mechanical failures.

"Fuck!"

"I can't afford to lose to open your xx casino!"

"Shit!"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat something, little sister, go back and rest." Grandma Liu said kindly.

Breaking away from the crowd and coming to the dining table in the high area, the grandmother claimed that her surname was Liu, and said that there is no need for acquaintances when they meet again, and she took the initiative to decline Xingqi's obviously hesitant self-introduction.

"See you soon."

The three parted at the dining table in the high area, and before leaving, Xingqi looked down at the casino area over the figure of the old lady.

It was a mess like a pot of boiled dumplings.

Many people slapped the fuselage, and some people started to smash the machine with things.

Chips and baskets flew all over the field.

A large number of uniformed staff poured in through several side doors, but were immediately surrounded by an angry crowd.

"Let's go." The detective clasped the assistant's wrist, "Wait any longer and be careful not to leave."

Seeing that Grandma Liu was also walking towards the elevator, Xingqi turned around with confidence and entered the elevator with the detective.

There were not many people in the elevator, so Xingqi approached the detective and asked, "With Grandma Liu..."

The detective put his index finger in front of his lips, "Hush."

Back in the room, the two took off their clothes at the same time.

Xingqi thought while taking off her pants, she must have contracted the detective's cleanliness, even if the detective didn't mention it just now, she wanted to leave.

Because there are too many people inside, the air is mixed with many unknown ingredients, and it is wet. It is hard to say whether there is any dirt.

"I'll wash first." The detective said behind him.

"Um……"

Xingqi turned her head subconsciously, and after a while, the trousers could not bear the force of gravity and slipped from her hands.

The timing is really just right, neither too early nor too late, neither more nor less.

As soon as she regained consciousness, she cleared the details out of her mind without stopping.

See no evil, assistant!

That night, Xingqi took a bath half as long as usual.

After coming out, there were reports of malfunctioning casino machines from the back of the living room.

The detective is still awake...

Xingqi took a long time to dry her hair. It was nearly two o'clock in the morning. She walked around the living room outside a few times, and finally took out a bottle of purified water from the refrigerator and went to the bedroom.

There were two beds, the detective chose the one near the window, and was leaning against the head of the bed to watch the news intently.

The temperature of the room is kept at 21 degrees. The detective wears a shiny and moist silk nightgown, and holds a tablet on his bent right leg. From time to time, he slides the page and taps the screen, with a focused and charming profile.

Why is she still up?

Xingqi coughed lightly, clearing away her indescribable and frequent thoughts, and finally had a chance to ask: "Is this matter related to Grandma Liu?"

The detective rolled his eyes and replied briefly: "Probably not."

"do not have it?"

This answer was beyond Xingqi's expectation.

According to the detective's actions today, it is not surprising for her to say that Grandma Liu planned a blowout jackpot.

"Even if there is, at most it's just an eyewitness." The detective put down the tablet and turned off the TV. "Sleep, we'll talk about things tomorrow."

Xingqi lay down, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay on her side facing the detective.

She can't sleep.

It's not because I was too excited to fall asleep after experiencing such big events as "flying to a beautiful stewardess", "winning the jackpot", "passing by the second jackpot", "casino cheating", etc., but——

She dare not sleep.

Probably feeling her sight, the detective also turned to look at her, his eyes were shining brightly, but his voice was nasally, "Can't sleep?"

Xingqi blinked, summoned up her courage and asked, "Detective, do you want to warm the bed?"