Furukawa Kumisa kept his word and really allowed his opponent to win a big win.

In less than an hour, she had spent half of the 50 million chips given to them by the other party.

The chips flowed into the opponent's pocket, and the system no longer dared to look at Gin's face: "Host...what do you want to do?"

Furukawa Kumisa was very calm inside, without even blinking: "Well, you can just watch...and it's not your money, so why are you feeling bad?"

This doesn't even count as gin money, and she doesn't even have any sense of accomplishment when she loses.

Of course, she is not as calm on the outside as she is on the inside. In this short period of time, she perfectly performed the entire process from "full of confidence" to "disbelief" to "gnashing her teeth".

From the beginning to now, she has really never won a game.

Opposite him, Fujitaka Hisuhito, was indeed merciless.

As we all know, even if you are a crook in an ordinary casino, the party that has the upper hand will probably give a few games to the opponent in a symbolic way.

Even if it’s just to lure people in better and give them the illusion of “making money in the next round”, they won’t waste all their efforts like this.

But Fujitaka Yuhito refused to give in. Such an act that went against common sense obviously had been ordered by Wells in advance.

Furukawa Kumisa observed the reactions of the two people behind him from the reflection in the mirror - of course, for two people at that level, any reaction would not be clearly written on their faces.

She decided that Gin didn't value money that much, so she decided to gamble on it.

But now, this bet is not only about money, but also a contest with wider implications.

Gin's face remained expressionless, and he just slowly smoked one cigarette after another.

Furukawa Kumisa observed his movements, and finally, she saw that Gin had not finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, but he had already started to crush it in the ashtray.

She knew the time had come.

Furukawa Kumisa pushed the cards in his hand onto the table and stood up directly by slapping the table: "You are cheating!"

As she said that, she ignored the different expressions of everyone present and immediately pushed away her chair and walked over to Gin angrily.

"They are cheating! Do you care about it?"

Gin glanced at Furukawa Kumisa who was sitting next to him and said nothing.

However, Hisuhito Fujitaka, who was sitting on the card table behind him, spoke. He smiled, and his laughter was still very polite.

"Miss, you need evidence when you say this."

He also put down the cards in his hand and walked behind Wells, "Do you have any evidence that I cheated?"

Furukawa Kumisa rolled his eyes, and started to make trouble unreasonably with a hint of disregard, "I don't know how to cheat, but I understand probability. I have bet with you so many times, but I have never won once. This is based on probability."

It’s abnormal from the looks of it!”

Her strong words seemed to be a bit over-the-top, which made Hisashi Fujitaka smile even deeper.

"But in this world, there is even a chance of winning a billion-dollar jackpot. Are you going to say that all lottery winners are thousands?"

Furukawa Kumisa pretended to be choked, and when he spoke the words again, he seemed very short of breath: "...I don't care, you are just fooling around!"

Wells, who was opposite him, put his crutch on the ground at the right time and made a "click" sound, interrupting her "nonsense".

His gaze was always on Gin, "I told you, Gin, not everything can be brought to such an occasion."

Wells obviously didn't care about Furukawa Kumisa. In his opinion, this was just an excuse that could be used as a raft to attack Gin.

"The rules of gambling | If your skills are inferior to others, you must be willing to admit defeat."

Furukawa Kumisa looked dissatisfied: "Can cheating be considered a 'skill'?!"

Fujitaka Hisahito smiled very gently: "To make your hands and feet so perfect that the opponent doesn't notice it is indeed a superior skill, isn't it?"

Furukawa Kumisa lowered his eyes and hid the smile in his eyes. He still looked unconvinced on the surface, but his voice had lowered.

"...What kind of absurdity is this..."

Gin, who had been watching the whole scene, finally moved. He leaned on the backrest behind him and put his hand on the edge of the sofa. He happened to be blocked by Furukawa Kumisa who was leaning next to him.

Viewed from the opposite angle, this posture seems to be holding Furukawa Kumisa in his arms.

Fujitaka Yuhito glanced at Gin's actions and was not sure whether this was a covert expression of support, but he still cautiously did not speak again.

There was no emotion in Gin's voice: "Make a price, Wells."

The appetizer of the petty fight was over. Both sides had won one game each. Furukawa Kumisa humiliated the opponent, but he also won a big one on the card table. It was considered even.

At this point, it’s time to serve the main course.

Wells finally made a statement. He stood up with crutches, and Hisahito Fujitaka behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"The price of a bet."

Wells left these words and walked towards the gaming table behind him.

"If you win, I won't take any money from you."

As for the second half of the unfinished sentence, Furukawa Kumisa estimated that it was probably something like "You lose, let me do whatever I want."

There was no deviation from her previous speculation. The whole "gamble" was indeed not that simple.

So in the first half, she had to let her opponent win, and she had to let her opponent win big.

——This is the same principle as inviting someone into a trap in a casino. Only by giving the other party the illusion that "I have the advantage" will the other party obediently go down according to the original plan.

If you let the opponent suffer twice in a row and succeed for a while, you will inevitably cause more uncontrollable troubles.

Now that they each win a round, they are still at the gambling table in the end.

Since he was still at the gambling table, Furukawa Kumisa didn't panic at all.

She must get that list.

Furukawa Kumisa glanced at Gin next to her out of the corner of her eye and couldn't tell what he was thinking, but she understood that according to Gin's character, it would be impossible for him to follow the other person's pace so obediently.

She immediately leaned back, not actually touching his body, but leaning firmly into his arms.

Her voice was full of coquettishness: "Isn't this just right? You have to win back everything I lost~"

Gin glanced at her sideways, probably unsure of what she was thinking.

But he didn't say much, he just lit another cigarette, stood up, and sat down opposite Wells.

"One round."

Gin has always been someone who doesn't like to waste time. He wasted too much time tonight, and one game was already his biggest concession.

Furukawa Kumisa hurriedly followed him, leaning behind him, smiling to himself.

Whether it's one round or a hundred rounds, with her as a cheat, there's no chance of them losing.

The tool dealer who was standing quietly at the table saw someone sitting on the table again, so he conscientiously began to continue shuffling the cards, but was stopped by Wells opposite him with a wave of his hand.

"Wait a minute," Wells waved, and the croupier had silently left the room, "Since there is only one round, let's play a big one."

Furukawa had a long meal.

Fujitaka Hisuhito walked to the table nearby, took out a revolver gun from the drawer, and handed it to Wells.

"Russia □□, one game will determine the outcome."

Furukawa Kumisa looked at the gun in his hand and took a deep breath.

Russia - This is a gamble with your life.

Put a bullet into the six-hole magazine of the left hand gun, then rotate the magazine for any number of times and close the wheel.

Both sides took turns pointing the guns at their own heads and pulling the triggers on themselves.

No one knew where the bullet was in the bullet chute before the bullet penetrated one of the heads.

1-6 bullet slots are all possible.

The price of this gamble is the lives of both parties.

Even though Furukawa Kumisa was already prepared to be made things difficult by the opponent in every possible way in the last bet, he never expected that the opponent would directly make this move.

She was standing behind Gin now and couldn't see his expression, but his smoking movements didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't seem to take it seriously at all.

Furukawa Kumisa calmed down and was thinking about countermeasures when he heard Gin's calm voice.

"Wells, your things are not worth the price."

Wells didn't say anything. He certainly wouldn't expect Gin to act like a dazed young man and risk his life rashly after just a few provocations.

"It's just a list of code names. There is neither a real name nor a position. I know nothing except a few code names."

Gin flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Is your life worth only this little thing?"

Furukawa Kumisa was startled by these words, and then fell silent:...Aren't you a good talker?

As expected of you, you just assumed that it was the other party who died, right?

Wells was obviously not one to take risks. He calmly continued to increase the price: "If you win, in addition to the list, I will make you one more promise."

"Anything, anyone, anything, as long as you ask, I will satisfy you even if I risk the lives of my whole family."

Furukawa Kumisa took the opportunity to intervene and laughed: "Mr. Wells is joking. If you lose, what life do you have to fulfill your promise?"
To be continued...