Early morning.
It was already four-thirty.
The casino hall was a noisy mess.
"This young man is incredible!"
"Huh? What happened? Who won?"
"You just got here? That young man won again!"
"Yeah, he won three straight single-number bets. It's unbelievable!"
"What? Three single-number bets? Damn! How much would that be?"
"Exactly. He wagered around 1.3 million, at thirty-six-to-one odds. It has to be at least tens of millions!"
More and more people gathered around. Some big players who had been gambling in the VIP Rooms seemed to have heard what was happening outside and came out as well.
Song Yuhu immediately looked at the little old man beside him. "Old Zhou, this..."
Leaning on his golden cane, Old Zhou said, "You think he cheated?"
Song Yuhu said, "Winning one single-number bet would already be a stroke of incredible luck. But he hit three in a row—how could anyone have that kind of luck? The odds make it impossible!"
Old Zhou said slowly, "You saw that he stepped away from the roulette wheel at the end, didn't you?"
Song Yuhu fell silent. With so many people watching, Dong Xuebin and the others had even been pushed out of the crowd. They had neither the opportunity nor the ability to cheat. "...Was it really just luck?"
Old Zhou shook his head. "I don't know."
"Then now..." Song Yuhu drew in a breath.
Over there, the dealer also looked toward the supervisors in astonishment, clearly seeking instructions with his eyes.
Dong Xuebin lightly tapped the roulette table. "So, shouldn't you cash in our chips now? Thirty-six-to-one odds, right? Do the math."
The floor manager kept wiping sweat from his forehead. "Well..."
Dong Xuebin looked at him. "You made the rules. You run the casino. It should be whatever it should be. Why