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"Because once the middle section is over and a new round begins, in order to obtain the data for calculation, players can only keep skipping by placing small bets. Only when they reach the middle section again can they start placing large bets to ensure their winning rate."

"But do you think the casino is stupid enough not to see that someone who keeps betting small amounts at the beginning and then suddenly bets big amounts in the second half is counting cards?"

"I guess they'll be kicked out after one or two rounds and then added to the blacklist."

While they were talking, several rounds of this game of blackjack had already been played, and Kazama's chips had doubled.

Kazama didn't forget to smile at the female dealer:

"winnerwinner; chickenendinner (May you have a great meal tonight)."

Although Kazama was smiling, his eyes were as calm as a deep, still pool.

Although Kazama is spared the negative effects of absolute rationality brought by the Book of Wisdom, rationality still dominates when he enters thinking mode, discarding most meaningless emotions.

"Never even think about profiting from gambling," Kazama said thoughtfully.

"Games like blackjack are exceptions; most gambling is based on situations where the house has an absolute advantage. The saying 'nine out of ten gamblers lose' is not just an empty phrase."

"Luck is the biggest factor in gambling."

"And so-called luck is the most unreliable thing."

"It's okay to talk about luck, but if you rely on luck for everything, you're not far from falling off a cliff."

While Kazama was wreaking havoc, the players around him had already changed.

A young woman sat down in the empty seat next to Kazama.

She looks a few years older than Kazama, around 25 or 26 years old.

Wearing a black blazer and trousers, she exuded the image of a capable female white-collar worker.

The heavy makeup on her face made her beautiful face look older.

The woman sat down and tossed a pack of women's cigarettes and a lighter onto the table.

Seeing the gaze Kazama cast at her, the woman's face revealed undisguised disgust; she was practically about to say, "What are you looking at?"

This is not surprising, after all, with Gaia Foundation disguised, Kazama now looks like a middle-aged, short, fat, and greasy uncle.

However, the smile he showed because of winning money did not reveal any sense of naivety or simplicity, but rather a sleazy and despicable look of a petty person who had achieved success.

Disguise, of course, should be done in the opposite direction of one's original image.

Looking at the woman, a strange light flashed in Kazama's eyes, but he quickly turned his attention back to the card table without making a sound.

"Come on, let's continue. Master Yu is on a winning streak today and is destined to dominate the field."

Before he could finish speaking, Kazama heard Cerberus's voice again:

"Is there something wrong with the woman sitting next to you? Your gaze seemed to linger on her a little longer than usual just now."

"Hmm." Kazama nodded slightly.

"She is the same as me."

Chapter Twenty-Three: Seeing Through

"Same as you?"

Kruberos was somewhat confused.

"What aspect are you referring to?"

“She was disguised, just like me,” Kazama replied.

To outsiders, the aloof female office worker beside him appeared perfectly normal. However, with his extremely keen senses, Kazama observed most of what was happening in the casino.

Under Kazama's formidable observational skills, even the slightest abnormal movements and behaviors of the woman were magnified to an extent that could not be ignored.

"This woman doesn't really know how to do makeup..."

If the makeup wasn't done well, it might actually be a downside, especially if the woman didn't have a naturally good complexion.

"This shows that the woman usually goes without makeup. Such a person is very rare among white-collar women of this age."

"Although she had cigarettes and a lighter, there was no smell of smoke on her. This indicates that the woman does not usually smoke. The cigarettes and lighter on the table are more like props."

"And although she was well hidden, the woman was constantly observing her surroundings and was very concerned about the environment here."

Kazama didn't choose this spot randomly; from here, he can observe most of the situation in the entire casino.

"It's obvious that the woman sat here on purpose."

"Most importantly, women are not gamblers."

A new game began, and the woman placed the smallest bet. This is actually quite normal; many newcomers test the waters with small bets first.

Then, the cards were revealed, and the woman's hand was closest to 21, so she won.

"Cerberus, do you know what the biggest difference is between a typical gambler and an ordinary person in this situation?"

"What is it?"

Kerberos abandoned his thought and asked directly:

"It's an emotion."

"Ordinary gamblers don't control their emotions. They are happy when they win and frustrated when they lose. They get excited when they get good cards and nervous when they get bad cards."

"When I'm on a losing or winning streak, my eyes get red."

"In gambling, most gamblers will unleash their emotions recklessly, with feelings completely suppressing reason."

"But the woman had just won the card, yet she showed no joy or tension."

This shows that the woman didn't care about the bet she was playing at all.

"Of course, top gamblers will control their emotions, and even 'perform' on top of that."

"But women aren't exactly experts in this area."

This can be seen from the way the woman handles the cards; she knows the rules of the game, but she doesn't play often, and is even a bit rusty.

"Moreover, women even dislike anything related to gambling."

The undisguised look of disgust on her face just now seemed to be directed at Kazama. In reality, the woman's disgust wasn't limited to him; it extended to all the gamblers present, though she didn't show it as openly as before.

"Is someone who dislikes or even hates gambling pretending to come to the casino?"

Cerberus pondered in Kazama's pocket.

"What do you think women are for?"

"They're probably police officers," Kazama said casually.

"Ha!" Cerberus couldn't help but shout.

If it weren't for the effect of the 'sound card', this whole area would probably have heard it.

Feng then said:

"The woman's posture may appear relaxed, but she is actually tense, as if she is on guard against something."

"A capable demeanor, which cannot be faked, but to me it is more like a manifestation of discipline and obedience."

"Furthermore, the woman had calluses on the crease between her thumb and forefinger, on both sides of her forefinger, and on the palm of her left hand. This is a sign that she had been holding a gun for a long time."

"Women are either criminal police officers or special police officers."

We've been exposed?

After saying that, Kerberos shook his head again.

"Wait, could it be that the parasite has been exposed?"

"It shouldn't be," Kazama denied.

"It's most likely just a routine crackdown on casinos. However..."

"They're being so secretive; they probably have some other purpose in mind."

What Kazama didn't say was that there wasn't only one female police officer in the casino.

Without realizing it, the woman would glance in certain directions, and gazes would return from those directions. Kazama keenly noticed this.

"One, two, three... seven, eight... eight people?" Kazama muttered to himself.

"Will this affect our plans?" Kruberos asked, as this was its biggest concern.

Kazama shook his head and said, "Until we reach the final step, no one can guarantee that the plan will proceed smoothly."

"Let's take it one step at a time and react as needed."

While Kazama was playing cards and talking with Cerberus, an older man in his forties or fifties, wearing a white shirt, came to Kazama's table.

The female dealer, who was about to deal the cards, immediately stopped what she was doing when she saw the man.

The man nodded to the female dealer, who seemed to understand and immediately moved aside.

"Third Master is looking for you, you should go ahead," the man said to the female dealer.

The female dealer nodded and left.

*** Reached the spot where the female dealer had originally stood and smiled and nodded at Kazama and the others in front of the table.

“My younger sister has something to attend to, so I will be filling in for her.”

As he spoke, the man's gaze, which held a half-smile, fell upon Kazama.

"Boss, you've been having a lucky streak these past few days... May I ask your surname?"

"My surname is Yu," Kazama said with a smile.

“Mr. Yu…” The man nodded slightly.

"You must not be a local, I've never seen someone like you before."

"I'm not a local. I recently came to Xinghai on some business and got the urge to get things done, so I came here."

"I see..." The man nodded. "Shall we continue?"

"Okay." Kazama nodded slightly. "Deal the cards."

That's what he said on the surface, but privately he thought: