Platinum Room.
At the Mahjong table.
A new round began, and it was Dong Xuebin's first hand as dealer. There was not the slightest hint of tension or unease on his face. On the contrary, he seemed highly interested, smiling all the while. Once the Mahjong table had finished shuffling and the dealer stepped away, Dong Xuebin lightly blew on his hands.
"Touch the dice..."
"Roll the dice..."
"Separate the tiles and draw..."
In the spectator seats behind them.
Shen Xiaoyan said quietly, "So Mr. Dong knows how to play Mahjong."
Shen Xiaomei said speechlessly, "He hid it way too well. He completely fooled us."
"Little Dong probably really doesn't know how to play Mahjong. That kind of thing can't be faked." Zhang Longjuan looked over there.
Shen Xiaomei lowered her voice so only the few of them could hear. "But that last hand, when he cut a Nine of Tiao from a dead wait of six Tiao... how did the Three of Myriad turn into..."
"You think Little Dong cheated?"
"Definitely. Otherwise, how could..."
"But did you notice? That wasn't ordinary cheating."
"Hm?" Shen Xiaoyan and Shen Xiaomei did not spend much time around casinos, so they did not understand.
Zhang Longjuan slowly explained, "I watched just now. None of the three Nine of Tiao already discarded on the table were missing. He didn't swap one with quick hands. In other words, the Nine of Tiao Little Dong used to win was the very last one among the remaining tiles. The wall wasn't beside him, and the Mahjong table shuffled automatically. How did he know that one face-down tile in the wall was a Nine of Tiao? He couldn't even see it, so how could he switch tiles?"
Shen Xiaomei was stunned. "Then he hid a tile?"
"Little Dong