It was almost exactly as I had predicted. Even though no marked cards were found on the busty woman, the dealer still had her escorted out.
In any casino, the VIP lounge is the golden signboard that showcases the casino's principles of "fairness, justice, and openness," and no one is allowed to stir up trouble there.
Unless, of course, they are skilled enough not to be caught.
After the busty woman was taken away, the dealer immediately declared the previous round void, returned the chips as they were, and prepared to deal a new hand.
At this moment, I knew my chance had come.
Because when dealing a new hand, the dealer had to shuffle the cards by hand.
Of course, they could also choose to use an automatic shuffling machine.
However, I had seen when I came in that the wealthy man who had taken the bank had already had the automatic shuffling machine and the card shoe removed.
It was clear that he was also afraid of the dealer playing tricks, so he chose to eliminate potential problems in advance.
As the dealer unsealed and shuffled the new cards one by one, I sat still, my eyes fixed on the deck in the dealer's hands.
First, I needed to understand his shuffling technique, then roughly memorize the positions of cards with key point values, and finally, when the cards were combined, I would sort out the order and sequence of the cards.
Given that each round was worth 200,000 without doubling, it would take about 10 hands to pull Bian Liang out of the hole.
In other words, I only needed to remember no more than 20 cards with key point values.
Without further ado, the moment the dealer finished shuffling, this rescue mission officially began!
...
In the new round, the two face-up cards dealt to me were a single 10 and a single 4.
In Blackjack, these are considered "life-sustaining" cards, also known as "suicide" cards.
If no more cards were drawn, it would be like hanging on by a thread, barely surviving.
If the drawn cards exceeded the limit, it would be like beheading oneself.
Although the probability of drawing a good card when hitting on these hands is not small, ...
As long as an 8 or higher card is drawn, it's an instant loss!
Originally, I had planned to cheat subtly while drawing cards to turn the situation around.
However, upon seeing the wealthy man's gaze intentionally or unintentionally fixed on me, I suddenly changed my mind.
It was evident from the fact that I had managed to kill him once with luck as soon as I sat down that this guy held grudges and was the type to seek revenge immediately.
Subtle movements made by a skilled card cheat can only be understood by another card cheat.
Seeing that the face-up card of the wealthy man was also small, the 3 of Diamonds.
Even if the hidden card was an Ace, it would be at most 14 points, a card that could easily lead to busting like mine, and the dealer had to hit if they had 17 points or less.
So, after a brief deliberation, to avoid being retaliated against by the wealthy man, I decided to hold back for the time being.
After a round, it was the wealthy man's turn to speak, as he was the banker.
With a slight nod to the dealer, he immediately flipped over his hidden card.
A face card, the Queen of Clubs.
13 points, even lower than my hand's total.
According to the rules, the dealer had to draw a card.
So, the dealer drew a hidden card from the deck and then handed it to the wealthy man with the card shoe, indicating that he could look at it.
The moment the wealthy man touched the card, my eyes immediately locked onto his hands.
If he dared to switch cards using his "Sleeve Concealment Shuriken," I would expose him publicly!
I don't know if he was intimidated by my swift actions or if he became hesitant with the increasing number of onlookers.
In any case, the wealthy man did not dare to play any tricks or make any sudden gestures. He slowly revealed his hidden card.
A... 10 of Hearts!
23 points, the dealer busted, losing to all the players!
Upon seeing this, the other gamblers at the table and the surrounding crowd couldn't help but let out gasps of surprise.
Everyone looked excited and cheered.
Clearly, the wealthy man's previous behavior had been too unpleasant, and it had already provoked the anger of the crowd, which had simply not erupted until now.
In the second round after entering, I won again with a maximum bet, and my 200,000 chips quickly accumulated to 600,000.
A new round began, and I still placed my maximum bet of 200,000.
At this moment, I noticed the wealthy man was looking down at his phone.
From his posture, it seemed like he was sending a message.
I just didn't know if he was calling for help or summoning reinforcements.
Since the busty woman was kicked out by my frame-up, I vaguely felt that the wealthy man had become much more restrained.
But it was understandable when you thought about it!
Not everyone dared to act as they pleased without any interference or influence under heavy pressure.
In any case, since I had promised Xu Shiyu to help Bian Liang and pull him out of trouble, I would do my job diligently.
If the wealthy man chose to retreat, I would stay at this table and take money from other gamblers.
If he didn't leave and continued to bank, I would just keep targeting him.
Just as the dealer finished dealing the cards, another young woman, dressed flamboyantly and exuding a strong, almost pungent perfume, pushed her way through the crowd.
After squeezing through the crowd, the young woman immediately went to the wealthy man's side.
She didn't stop there but sat directly on the wealthy man's lap, lifting her leg, encased in black stockings, to the side.
This scene immediately made many of the men present feel parched and their eyes gleam with desire.
These outsiders, who were unaware of the situation, thought it was the wealthy man's female companion who had arrived, but I knew in my heart... this was the reinforcement he had called to deal with me!
After the young woman sat down, the wealthy man's expression relaxed considerably, and he returned to his previous nonchalant demeanor.
It seemed this woman was not simple.
After the dealer finished dealing the cards, I looked down at the two face-up cards in front of me.
In this round, I had drawn 17 points.
It wasn't small, but it certainly wasn't big either.
Before I could ascertain this woman's capabilities, when it was my turn to decide whether to hit or stand, I chose to stand.
Anyway, I wasn't ready to cheat yet, and the probability of busting if I hit a 4 or higher was high, so I decided to play it safe and see what moves the wealthy man would make.
After the other players outside had made their decisions one by one, it was the wealthy man's turn.
As usual, the dealer had to reveal his hidden card first.
Upon flipping it over, it was the 4 of Spades.
Paired with the Jack of Diamonds that was already face-up, the wealthy man had a "life-sustaining" hand this round.
Without a doubt, he was going to hit.
The moment the dealer dealt the hidden card, the wealthy man looked at the young woman leaning in his arms and said, "My darling, you look at this hand for me!"