April 17th. The night grew deeper.
Most gamblers knew that in “As You Wish Gambling Hall,” the biggest gambling table was “Number One Heaven.” It was not the largest in size, but it was the biggest.
Only people with the biggest reputation and connections could gamble there.
Though smaller in size than a craps table, in most peoples’ eyes, it was the biggest table in the room.
Many things in the world are like this.
Usually, the bets placed on the table would be gold, silver, pearls, jewelry and bank notes. But Frogboy suddenly placed his belt down onto it, along with an old leather bag.
“The belt has a Burmese sword in it, and in the bag are thirteen flying flags. Whoever wants them can take them.”
No one seemed to understand what he meant.
“These are deadly weapons,” said Frogboy. “And yet, I haven’t used them to kill anyone in my entire life. I really don’t wish to be encumbered by such things.”
“Some people don’t need weapons to kill people,” said Wu Tao coolly. “Isn’t it much easier to get others to do your dirty work for you?”
Frogboy laughed, then said, “I really hope you can come to understand something, preferably before you die.”
“There are definitely people here who seek your life. And at least seven or eight who can take it.”
“What about you?”
“I’m the only one who doesn’t want to. If there’s anyone here who doesn’t want your life, it’s definitely me.” He suddenly yelled out: “President Jin, am I right or not?”
A man who had been sitting in the corner far away from them this whole time suddenly sighed, then slowly turned around. With a bitter laugh, he said, “Young Master Tian, I knew that you would call me out sooner or later.”
This short, emaciated man wore a set of ordinary, grayish clothes. Anyone would have trouble noticing someone like him.
“Does anyone here know who this is?”
Frogboy asked the question, then answered it himself: “Most likely no one can tell from looking who he is, but I’m sure you’ve all heard of him. North China has a Divine Constable who solved eight-hundred and fifty cases in ten years, unprecedented since the founding of Department Six. His name rocked both orthodox and unorthodox alike.”
Looking at the man with the goatee, he laughed.
“Well, that’s him.” Frogboy pasted a smile onto his face. “He is none other than the Chief Constable of the Eight Circuits, Five Districts and Nine Prefectures of Shandong, ‘Watertight’ President Jin.”
He went on: “With President Jin’s status, would it be difficult to cause all the lanterns in a gambling hall to be extinguished, if he wanted it to happen?”
No one seemed willing to respond to his question, but President Jin smiled and said, “It wouldn’t. It wouldn’t be hard at all.”
In a loud voice, Frogboy called out: “Great Hero Tu, shouldn’t you, too, show your face now?”
Even though he hadn’t showed his face yet, ever
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