After the fake shuffling of cards was done, when it came to dealing, the man with the mustache used the same dealing technique, leaving the three winning cards, which had been stacked at the very top of the deck, for himself.
After the sleight of hand in shuffling and dealing was completed, someone indeed fell into the trap this round.
The bald man who had joined the table later not only lost all the money he had just won back, but he even had to pay several hundred more out of his own pocket.
His previously smiling face immediately turned into a bitter gourd, drooping down.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man with the boss's demeanor instantly felt better. He kept urging the man with the mustache to deal quickly, saying that it was good to have someone fall into the pit with him.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but sneer disdainfully in my heart.
Hypocritical!
The middle-aged man wasn't actually trying to pull someone down with him; he was following the instructions of the man with the mustache to test the bald man's financial capacity.
If the bald man didn't have much money, this group of people would definitely not let him occupy a valuable spot for long.
That's right! It was a spot! A spot in a deep pit!
The reason why the new "pig-slaughtering" game on the train was so destructive and had a high success rate was that it allowed the target to sink step by step without anyone noticing.
From the appearance of various women to everything that happened in the process, it was all targeted and purposeful, designed to lure the target into the trap.
Once in the trap, the con artists would first let you win a few times, regardless of whether the amount was large or small.
Studies have shown that when a person is immersed in the atmosphere of winning money, their mind subconsciously relaxes.
It is at this moment that, according to your capital and playing style, the con artists' true killing moves... would silently surface!
Of course, all the information I'm revealing here was heard from a former con artist who used to operate on trains.
Who it was, I will reveal later.
Let's get back to the present.
If the target had substantial capital, they would use the form of winning less and losing more to further hook the person.
The so-called "winning less and losing more" had a deeper meaning beyond its literal interpretation, specifically designed for "big fish."
When dealing with big fish, the con artists' method of "winning less and losing more" was an unconventional approach.
The con artists wouldn't just let their own people win; they would let the big fish immerse themselves in the feeling of winning and losing, which was meticulously designed.
In this "win-lose-win-lose" scenario, although the probability of winning and losing was almost equal, the losses were significant, while the wins were very small.
Only this way of "losing less and winning more" would cause the big fish to fall into the deep pit completely, with no chance of escaping!
By the time the big fish was truly blinded by losses, they would discover something terrifying.
Cutting losses in time was far less profitable than burning bridges and going all in!
Let me give you an example to illustrate.
Suppose you had one hundred thousand yuan, and I conned you out of ninety thousand yuan using this win-lose-win-lose method. Would you choose to stop and cut your losses, or would you go all out against me with the remaining ten thousand yuan?
You don't need to tell me the answer, because everyone is different! Just follow your own heart.
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Back to the main topic.
Although the bald man was a seasoned gambler and knew the principle of not revealing one's wealth, it was clear that he didn't have much money on him. This was revealed with just one test.
After being manipulated by the man with the mustache and others, and losing three to four thousand yuan intermittently, the bald man dared not continue playing.
After cursing angrily a few times, the bald man patted the table in frustration and mumbled, "Damn it! What kind of stupid idea is this! I'm not playing anymore! Damn it!!!"
Seeing this, except for Han Jinlun, who was unaware of the situation, the other four people at the table showed expressions of disdainful mockery to varying degrees.
In 2008, a few thousand yuan was not a small amount, but for this group of con artists with clear divisions of labor, it was undoubtedly like a drop in the ocean.
Therefore, they naturally turned their attention to the only outsider in the game – Han Jinlun.
However, before cornering Han Jinlun, the leader with the mustache once again extended an invitation to me.
Pointing at Han Jinlun, the man with the mustache smiled and said to me, "Little brother, you're waiting for a friend, right? Interested in sitting down and playing a few rounds with us?"
"No, I don't play cards."
Hearing this, I smiled and waved my hand.
To be honest, I have always strongly disliked con artists who swindle people on trains.
Because this group of people has no bottom line whatsoever!
Of course, by saying this, I'm not trying to show that I have a bottom line or that I'm noble.
It's just that Uncle Tuo once taught me that as a true con artist, one should be like the members of the Rongmen who follow the code of honor; one should not con or swindle just anyone.
At the very least, one should try to avoid vulnerable groups like the elderly, the weak, women, and children.
But the con artists on trains are different.
After setting up the game, besides the main target, anyone else who is drawn in, whether old or young, sick or disabled, as long as they get to the table and enter the game, they will all be conned!
Especially during the Spring Festival travel season every year, how much money have these con artists swindled from the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled through various gambling games?!
The number of cases reported in the news alone is countless.
Not to mention those that were not reported.
A part of the reason why con artists have such a bad reputation is due to these con artists with no bottom line!
They set up the games, conned people, took the money, and then walked away, leaving the bad reputation for all con artists to bear.
Therefore, influenced by Uncle Tuo, I despise them!
Seeing my refusal, the man with the mustache smiled slightly and said nothing more, but his gaze directly shifted to Han Jinlun.
At this sight, a strange glint flashed in my eyes.
Judging by this posture, if they couldn't attract anyone else, the man with the mustache and his group... were preparing to close the net and make a move on Han Jinlun!
It was at this moment that the middle-aged man suddenly stared at the long-legged woman and said with a light laugh, "Beautiful lady, you've won so much earlier, it's time to spit some of it back, isn't it?"
Hearing this, the long-legged woman immediately replied, "How do you want me to spit it back?"
After pretending to think for a moment, the middle-aged man directly said, "It's already late at night, and everyone who should be sleeping is asleep. We definitely can't add any more players. Why don't we just raise the stakes?"
"Whether it's a comeback or sinking deeper into the mire depends on the stakes after the increase! What do you say?"
"I have no problem! Do you guys?" the long-legged woman retorted decisively.
Everyone, including Han Jinlun, nodded in agreement to raise the stakes.
Seeing this, I could no longer stand by.
It seemed that this group of people had figured out Han Jinlun's intentions and were using the long-legged woman to hook him.
Should I expose them directly, or try to stop them indirectly?
This question lingered in my mind for only half a second before I found the answer.
To disrupt someone's livelihood is like killing their parents.
Without any hesitation, I chose the latter.
You cannot let the world be taken over by those you despise.
I decided... to intervene!