Chapter 240 Beyonder Concentration Exceeds Standard
After saying goodbye to Sera, Snow played with the coins in his hand. According to the information he received from Sera, at least two extraordinary events should be happening on the ship at the same time.
The treasure of Jack and Salazar, the monster that boarded the ship in the storm.
Considering that the death of the deceased today did not appear to be caused by a marine creature, Snow suspected that the person who killed the guest was probably a third party.
Of course, it is not ruled out that Jack or Salazar took action in order to perform some kind of ritual.
"Forget it, no matter what you do, I'm not here to play detective games. Just go with the flow and obey your fate."
Snow chuckled, shook his head, and walked out of the bar. After throwing two dice, he walked up the stairs to the entertainment room on the second deck. Although a murder had just occurred on the ship, people gathering for gambling could still be seen at this time.
guest.
Rolling dice, fighting evil, Texas Hold'em, except for billiards and dogs playing mice, all the entertainment that can be seen in shore bars can be found here.
He randomly found a Texas Hold'em poker table. Snow took out a handful of change and put it on the table, indicating that he was qualified to participate. Then he sat down in the seat vacated by the guest who seemed to have lost a lot and looked at the cards.
While saying casually:
"Brothers are very generous. Someone just died on the boat, and they are still having so much fun."
Neither the gamblers at the poker table nor the onlookers found it strange that Snow was looking for something to talk about. Texas Hold'em poker itself is a psychological warfare, distracting the opponent's attention through small talk, without considering cheating.
Little tricks are common on the card table.
"What are you afraid of? There are a thousand people on this ship including the sailors! How could it be such a coincidence that I just happened to kill you? And who knows how Barbossa died, maybe he happened to offend someone?"
The gambler sitting across the table casually threw his cards on the table and said in a free and easy tone. Snow was slightly stunned when he heard this, picked two one-sule coins from his pile of change and threw them into the center of the table.
, and then he said:
"Barbossa? The dead man's name?"
"That guy is the owner of a bar in Port Plis. It is said that he has some connections with pirates. He might have some evil intentions on boarding the ship this time!" said the gambler sitting diagonally across from him, and threw in a two-sule coin.
, someone among the onlookers added:
"Yes, if you ask me, that guy might have secretly sent a signal to the pirates, but Salazar discovered it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, kid. When Salazar kills pirates, he always breaks his hands and feet and throws them into the sea to feed the sharks..."
"Hey, that's what I said..."
The chatterbox at the gambling table was opened, and you were chatting with each other about the gossip about Barbossa and Salazar. Snow listened and followed the two bets casually, and there were some wins and losses.
"Well, there is no special good luck or bad luck. It seems that my destiny has not been affected." Snow looked at the cards in his hand, always a little speechless about the name of the character involved this time.
Have you broken into a pirate den? Will Davy Jones drive a flying Henanese (no mistake) to rob him later?
"Actually, let me tell you, Salazar's ship is really strange. He has been running the ship in Pulitzer Harbor for more than ten years. When has it ever left the port in winter?"
One gambler angrily closed the cards in his hand and muttered as if to vent his dissatisfaction.
The gambler who reached out and took the coins on the table into his arms rolled his eyes and said in a cowardly tone:
"Don't act too smart at sea. Do you think you are the only one who knows? Don't look at the guests in the first class this time. Which one looks like a normal sailor?"
Snow's eyes flickered slightly, and the coin in his hand suddenly bounced up. As the goddess representing the front came into his eyes, he no longer concealed his curiosity:
"How to say?"
"Hehe..." The gambler who had just won just laughed twice and raised his hand to signal the dealer to continue dealing cards. Seeing this, Snow said to the waiter passing by:
"A glass of Southwell beer for everyone on this table, please."
"Easy to say." The gambler got the beer, took two sips, and let out a strange cry of satisfaction. He first opened the cards and took a look at them, and then said:
"What kind of guest do you think would pay thirty-five pounds for a boat ticket?"
"Of course they are those nobles who are not short of money!" The gambler who got a glass of beer for free shouted. Snow, who was holding an old K up card, first lost a sole coin, and then said:
"Nobles should prefer ships with official backgrounds, probably those wealthy businessmen, right?"
"That's right!" The gambler snapped his fingers, picked out five coins and threw them out, and then replied:
“The guy in charge of loading told me that except for a guy who brought a piano, there was no one on this ship who brought cargo on board!
With the appearance of those businessmen, even if there is no demand, they still have to bring some goods to earn back the ticket, right? Even if one or two of them bring small items such as gems, there are twenty first-class cabins on this ship, and they cannot
Are they all small items?
Even if first-class cabins are reserved for those with more money, what about second-class cabins? There are dozens of second-class cabins, but not even a single one carrying cargo? There are three large cargo warehouses on this ship, but all of them are filled with Salazar.
His private goods, the nature of this customer, tsk tsk..."
"Man, you seem to know this ship well?"
The person who asked the question was not Snow, but the middle-aged man at the gambling table who had not spoken much. He had short gray-green hair and an unhealthy white skin. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and had a slim figure, but he had a pair of
Light blue eyes like gems.
"Hey!" The gambler didn't answer the question, he just chuckled, took out a one-pound gold coin and threw it on the table, with an expression on his face that said, "If you want to play cards, just follow me."
The middle-aged gambler with blue eyes frowned and did not follow the cards, but said to himself:
"Can I assume that you were also among the people who boarded the Black Pearl because they discovered there was something wrong with it?"
"Yes, of course!" The old gambler made no secret of his purpose and took two sips of wine. "Even a third-class ticket costs ten pounds! If there is no profit, who will get on the ship?"
"Haha..." The blue-eyed middle-aged man chuckled, but his eyes swept over the pile of banknotes in front of the gambler, and the meaning was self-evident.
The gambler had no intention of avoiding the man's look. He called the waiter and exchanged some of the scattered coins for large bills and put them away, leaving only a portion to continue gambling.
The topic on the gambling table changed several times, but Snow still maintained a state of evenly winning and losing. However, as the people on the gambling table changed, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up——
"Good guy, after three hours of gambling, I met six Extraordinaries... The concentration of Extraordinaries on this ship is a bit too high..."
