Chapter 1097 Smile

Triple Neurasthenia, the second round of the first game.

Having obtained the right to shuffle and place the cards, Black Butterfly tried to regroup and follow up on the score.

However, after about seven rounds, she felt... "despair".

The "observation conclusion" that Feng Bujue had said before, which he would explain to the opponent in the second round, began to play a role at this time.

The information he gained by sacrificing ten rounds of scoring opportunities was - "Black Butterfly's memory mode".

Obviously, in a game like [Triple Neurasthenia] that requires extremely high memory ability, if you don't use certain memory methods and techniques... it will definitely not work.

Feng Bujue, needless to say, his well-honed memory ability, coupled with his own talent, has obviously reached a level that can cope with various situations without deliberately applying the mode.

But... Black Butterfly is different. Even in the later stages of the game, she can only guarantee that she can remember 90% of the known cards and cannot remember them completely; and in the early stages of the game, when there are still many cards on the table, her memory accuracy is only about 70%.

Feng Bujue gave up all the scoring opportunities in the first half of the first game just to see through the "method" used by the opponent; he kept turning over unknown cards to cooperate with the opponent's attack, so as to infer the memory mode adopted by the opponent from every mistake of the opponent, the order of turning over cards when scoring each time, the time interval between each card recording, and other signs.

After ten rounds, he saw through the method of the black butterfly and immediately developed a set of targeted interference strategies.

Of course, he did not activate this set of countermeasures in the first game; after all, it was already the eleventh round, and the number of unknown cards on the table had been reduced a lot. In this situation, using that set of countermeasures would not be effective.

It can be said that in the first game, Feng Bujue was holding the mentality of "even if I lose the first game, I must complete the observation".

But in the end, he still won...

In this way, in the second game, when he began to use the countermeasures against the opponent's memory method, the victory or defeat became no suspense.

Even though Black Butterfly used an "orderly arrangement" to improve its memory efficiency, this did not stop Brother Jue, who had seen through its memory pattern, from interfering with it.

In the second round, Brother Jue occasionally turned over a card one or two positions away from the opponent's step-by-step "flipping path", and did not hesitate to grab points.

The psychological burden brought by the loss in the previous round, the absolute pressure in spirit and momentum, the trash talk that popped up from time to time, and the interference-style flipping that was obviously aimed at its memory routine... these things quickly defeated Black Butterfly.

After only ten rounds, Feng Bujue had already led his opponent by a huge advantage of 45 to 12, and there were already two known "Infernal Hell" cards on the table; in this situation, Black Butterfly wanted to win unless "the opponent deliberately turned over three hell cards to commit suicide" and "the opponent did not score in all the next rounds".

When this "opponent" is Feng Bujue, the above assumption is undoubtedly impossible to happen...

Finally, after a struggle and hesitation, Black Butterfly, whose thoughts and emotions were in chaos, chose to surrender.

Although this means that she will miss the final prize worth millions of dollars, she can at least take away the prize money she won in the [Guess the Numbers Duel]; after getting off the ship, with this money, maybe she can think of a way to get out of the predicament.

"Wait a minute."

Just when Black Butterfly was about to leave the gambling table and go back to the cabin to rest, suddenly... a man in a suit and sunglasses blocked her way.

"Anything else?" Black Butterfly replied weakly, "I'm very tired and want to go back to rest..."

"Madam." The man in the suit interrupted her and continued, "Our boss announced...you have advanced, you can stay for the next round."

When she heard the word "advance", Black Butterfly was still a little confused. After a few seconds of reaction, she asked in surprise: "What? Really?"

Before she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the second floor of the main hall. At the same second, the organizer sitting there also raised his glass to her.

This change made Black Butterfly overjoyed, as if someone who had been pushed off the cliff was pulled up again. For a moment...she didn't know what to say.

"In addition..." Then, the man in the suit turned his head and said coldly to Brother Jue, "Sir, your qualification has been cancelled."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue was not too surprised when he heard the news, "What's the reason?"

"I don't know." The man in the suit said the truth, "You can ask our boss directly..." As he said that, he raised his arm, made a gesture of invitation to the second floor, and said, "Please."

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Five minutes later.

On the first floor of the main hall, the duel of [Triple Neurasthenia] was still going on.

However, the organizer and Feng Bujue had left the cabin and came to a deck on the third floor of the cruise ship together.

At this time, the sea breeze was caressing and the night was deep.

The two men sat opposite each other at the two ends of a small square table and started talking.

"Can you adjust the light to the side? The lenses on my mask are not sunglasses." After Feng Bujue sat down, he made a request to a man in a suit standing beside him without any restraint.

"Heh..." Upon hearing this, the organizer chuckled and then gestured to the man in the suit.

As soon as the boss saw the order, he hurried over and turned a deck search light a few meters away by more than ten degrees to dim the light in this area.

"Do you have any other requests?" After a few seconds, the organizer said to Brother Jue.

"Yes, I want your prize." Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Haha... You are really direct." The organizer smiled, "But... the prizes are prepared for my 'guests', but you... don't seem to be on my invitation list."

"Oh... did you find out after all?" Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair and answered lazily.

"Yeah, it's not that difficult if you really want to check it. Who made you arouse my curiosity?" the organizer said, waving his finger to the big man in suit A next to him, who immediately handed it over He got a paper file and said, "I don't know how you added the name 'Jiang Daode' to my guest list, but I have to admit that your method is very clever..." He directly added the name 'Jiang Daode' to my guest list. A few documents were thrown on the table, and the first piece of paper had a photo of Jiang Daode printed on it. "First of all, judging from the information, the situation of 'Jiang Daode' does meet my invitation conditions. It seems that... he operates The game company was recently found guilty of tax evasion and was also involved in some illegal drug testing. Secondly, my subordinates were unable to find out the recent movements of Jiang Daode at all. It feels like he has become a There is a missing person, but there is no relevant report record in the public security department..."

At this point, he paused and then said: "Ha... of course, these are not a problem now, because..." He looked up at Brother Jue, "... you are not Jiang Daode."

"Well, I'm not." Now that things have happened, Brother Jue doesn't need to deny this anymore; even without looking at the face, he can tell that the age is not right just by looking at the body shape.

"Then..." the organizer's voice turned cold, "Can you take off your mask and let me see...who you really are?"

What he said was obviously not a request, but a request...

"Who am I..." Feng Bujue was very cooperative. As he spoke, he raised his hands and began to untie his mask, "...is it important?"

"Not necessarily..." the organizer replied, "but...just out of curiosity, I also want to see what you look like."

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed..." When these words came out, Feng Bujue had already taken off his mask.

However, he did not show his face, because... at this moment, his face was covered with a thick layer of white powder, the sockets of his eyes were filled with dark eye shadow, and his mouth and cheeks were... Use bright red lipstick to paint a thick, wide "smile".

"You..." Even the organizer was stunned when he saw the face under the mask.

"What's wrong?" Feng Bujue smiled, and the "smile" on his face became more exaggerated and weird with his smile, "Don't you like this tone? Hehe... come... follow me Let’s laugh together...Why...so...serious?" (To be continued~^~.)