In fact, the casino has already noticed Ning Fan.
As early as the fifth round, the dice-shaking croupier pressed the alarm, and the casino surveillance hall noticed Ning Fan.
The most striking thing in the casino surveillance hall is the large LCD wall.
This LCD display wall is composed of countless small monitors, each of which monitors every corner of the casino in real ti.
At that mont, a staff mber said, "Table 73 has an anomaly."
After the words were spoken, the staff followed the procedure, and the surveillance footage of Table 73 was singled out on a monitor.
At this ti, the footage showed Ning Fan placing bets in the sixth round.
A few minutes later, the dice cup was opened for the sixth round.
Following the sightline of the croupier, a Chinese elder in a traditional Tang suit said, "When did this man co to Table 73? Pull up his earliest betting footage."
Quickly. The staff found footage of Ning Fan's first bet.
After fast-forwarding through the footage of the first six rounds, by then it was already the eighth round, the elder in Tang suit asked, "What's the situation now."
"Hit again."
The response ca from a woman in a cheongsam beside the elder in Tang suit.
If Ning Fan were here, he would recognize this cheongsam woman as the one who had just smiled apologetically at him.
The elder in Tang suit chuckled, "Xiaoyue, have you figured anything out?"
"Still can't tell yet."
Xiaoyue shook her head, then said, "Just listening to the dice, nothing much."
In her eyes, listening to dice is just a low-level gambling technique; soone talented can master it after a few years of hard practice.
The elder in Tang suit chuckled, "Xiaoyue, you might be misjudging this ti."
"Elder Zhang, do you know sothing?"
Xiaoyue's eyes moved; the elder in front of her wasn't simple at all; his gambling technique was exquisite, and his scrutinizing gaze was sharp as a hawk's—that no cheating techniques could escape his Dharma Eye.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been heavily employed by The Venetian, even granted shares as a reward.
"Have you noticed his bet amounts?"
Elder Zhang smiled and pointed out, then instructed, "Conduct a facial comparison to see if there's anyone suspicious on the blacklist."
The blacklist chanism is a jointly devised list by large casinos worldwide, recording information on gambling technique experts from around the globe.
If it's cheating techniques, the casino will show the person the door.
If it's purely gambling technique, the casino will limit the bet amount.
In short, a casino isn't a charity; even earning money fairly through gambling techniques isn't allowed.
"Bet amounts?"
While the staff searched through the data, the cheongsam woman nad Xiaoyue resud observing the footage.
"Always the minimum bet!"
Xiaoyue was surprised, "Why do it like that?"
With twenty dollars a round, even winning ten rounds would only net over twenty thousand dollars.
But in reality, the man in the surveillance didn't even win half, wasting so many opportunities.
If soone else had such a sure-win-no-lose chance, they might bet their life on it.
"This young man has a good ntor indeed."
Elder Zhang lanted, "Many people think they've learned the skills and beco arrogant and brash, not knowing the water in the casino isn't as easy to navigate."
Xiaoyue deeply agreed with this saying; her family thrived on gambling, owning several large casinos.
Seeing those who rely on gambling to amass wealth, it's fine if they understand when to advance and retreat. But if not, although they might shine montarily, their end is woefully miserable.
Soon, Xiaoyue ca to understand.
"So that ans, this man has absolute confidence in his gambling skills, hence his low profile."
"You'll see if you keep watching."
At this ti, the staff transmitted the information, "No match found in the blacklist."
"Record him for now."
After a pause, the elder continued, "Chinese male, age between twenty and twenty-five, skill of listening to dice, skill level... tentatively set to B level."
Xiaoyue hesitated, "Isn't B level too high?"
Listening to dice isn't enough; one must also be able to shake dice to be truly B level.
Of course, if the number of dice is nurous, knowing how to shake dice becos unimportant.
However, The Venetian's dice cup only has three dice.
With so few, even if one can shake dice, it's barely deserving of a B level evaluation, which is Xiaoyue's reason for denying it.
"Keep watching to find out, won't you?"
Elder Zhang self-mockingly added, "At worst, this old man misjudged once."
"Elder Zhang, you're teasing; everyone in the industry knows about your keen sight."
Softly, Xiaoyue frowned, "Strange, why do I feel I've seen him sowhere before?"
"Oh. Is there such a thing."
"Seems familiar." Xiaoyue suddenly said, "Xiaodie, do you have any impression of this person?"
Taking a break from playing a tablet ga, Xiaodie glanced over and gleefully said, "Isn't this the burlap sack guy who was just yelling about winning a billion?"
"Right. That's him. I thought I'd seen him before."
Elder Zhang asked puzzledly, "What billion? Burlap sack guy?"
Xiaodie giggled, "Grandpa Zhang, doesn't his clothes look like a burlap sack thrown over him?"
"Don't speak nonsense."
Xiaoyue warned briefly and then explained the previous incident.
The elder surprisedly said, "You're saying he didn't even have twenty dollars earlier?"
"Yes. It was that bald guy from the Fabio Family who gave him ten dollars, or he wouldn't have even gotten through the door."
Xiaodie pouted, "Still talking about winning a billion. Wearing a burlap sack doesn't make you the God of Gamblers."
"Xiaoyue, it seems this old brand can still stand strong."
Xiaoyue exclaid, "Elder Zhang, you an?"
"Watch and see. This young man is definitely not simple."
After speaking, Elder Zhang ordered, "From now on, I want to know his every move, every detail from top to bottom."
The casino hall had so much surveillance that a glance upwards was like looking at stars in the sky, and Ning Fan didn't notice at all that five caras were tracking him continuously.
He switched to another gambling table, still betting on big or small.
This thing generates money quickly without needing much thought; the only downside is it might easily bankrupt the banker.
In the casino, bankrupting the house is definitely not a good thing.
"No choice, I don't have enough capital. Such a large casino, surely they can afford losing even tens of thousands."
Ning Fan didn't need that much money, but who asked him to agree to the demands of a greedy Evil Dragon, wanting to satisfy her taste.
A long dress alone costs nearly ninety thousand US dollars, considering staying in Arica for a few days to appease the volatile Evil Dragon, having a few million dollars is hardly reassuring.
That Evil Dragon is quite discerning, only recognizing gold, silver, and jewelry; ordinary people truly can't afford to keep her.
"Just so rough stones, is it necessary?"
Sneaking a glance at Vivian, she was drooling over a wealthy lady who was wearing a diamond necklace around her neck.
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