The appearance of this fake chip had sounded an alarm for Lin Qi. It was highly likely these people had been plotting this for a long time.
After all, in less than a week, many people who obtained the chips might not have been able to manufacture essential materials such as Stamping Dies in such a short time.
Not only had they produced them, but the chips had also passed the mechanical inspection. That was precisely what made them so cunning.
Compared with the exquisite chips Lin Qi had manufactured, these chips were utterly incomparable. Anyone could tell at a glance that they were fake.
Yet these fake chips had somehow found an opportunity and room for use.
No one would believe that this had happened without prior planning or preparation.
This also made Lin Qi realize that, before the chips had even been put up for sale, these people had probably already been preparing to manufacture them.
He had a feeling that these people were definitely not ordinary.
In fact, he knew that once Slem's urban development plan was unveiled, it would certainly attract people who specialized in siphoning money from casinos.
But he had not expected them to arrive so quickly—or to attack from such a tricky angle.
Machines were different from people. A machine was just a machine, a dead thing. No matter how badly forged these chips were, the machines could not tell the difference.
They could only respond according to their preset mechanical and physical reactions, either accepting the chip or spitting it back out.
This was indeed rather troublesome, but Lin Qi believed it would not take long to change the situation.
Because the technology and workmanship involved in the chips were truly extraordinary! Lin Qi then informed all the casinos of the matter