Chapter 331: Testing Copper Coins with a Cup of Wine

The dead white skin covered with corpse spots came into view, and Pétain's face suddenly turned paler than that of a gambler.

Pétain glanced sideways at Maryline, and they looked at each other in surprise.

Ning Zhe said nothing as he saw the gambler holding a crystal clear glass in one hand and the door handle in the other hand, pulling the door back and making room inside.

It wants us to enter the room...

"You'd better come with me, ma'am." Petain walked into the door opened by the gambler and turned back to say, "If you still want to see your husband alive."

"Okay... okay." Ning Zhe nodded, looking obedient and submissive.

The beautiful woman with tears in her eyes walked tremblingly past the gambler and entered the room. The tall woman with short hair and short hair followed closely behind her. After the three of them entered the room, the gambler slammed the door shut.

"Sit here, ma'am." Pétain moved the corpse off the sofa, and the three people and one ghost sat down at the table.

Ning Zhe's face was pale, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He nodded repeatedly as if he was frightened, and obeyed the orders of Petain, the only man in the room. At this time, the gambler had also sat down and put the glass in his hand on the table.

Why does a gambler hold a cup in his hand?
Meilin sat directly opposite Ningzhe, with Pétain on his left. The three of them looked at the gambler, who put down his cup and then took out three identical glasses from under the table and placed them in front of them.

"The current situation is very special. If you want to leave safely, don't talk nonsense and don't do anything unnecessary. Just follow the instructions of me and Mary." Pétain lowered his voice again.

Ning Zhe nodded and gave him and Meilin a grateful look.

These two people seem to know the rules of gambling very well?

Ning Zhe was just thinking when the gambler suddenly bent down, picked up a bottle of gin from under the sofa and placed it on the table. He pulled the cork out of the bottle without the help of any tools. With a pop, the aroma of wine with the flavor of pine branches immediately filled the whole room, suppressing the disgusting stench of the gambler's body. This was a bottle of aged wine.

The cork was placed on the table, and the gambler picked up the bottle and filled the glass in front of him with wine.

The wine was poured very, very full, with the water level completely flush with the rim of the glass, so perfect that if even a drop more was poured it would be above the rim of the glass, leaving no room for any excess.

Then, the gambler stood up and poured the same full glass of wine into the glass in front of Ning Zhe. It was still perfectly full, as if it had been carefully calculated many times by precise mathematical instruments and would overflow with a slight shake.

After Ning Zhe came Pétain, and then of course Meilin. In front of each of the three people and the ghost was a full glass of wine, and the strong aroma of wine rushed straight into the nose.

"This is..." Ning Zhe looked down at the wine glass in front of him, thoughtfully.

The sound of jingling bells interrupted his thoughts. A handful of old copper coins with dark color, square outside and round inside were grabbed by the gambler and placed on the table, causing the pupils of both Pétain and Maryline to shrink suddenly.

"Money to buy my life." Meilin nodded seriously and murmured in a low voice: "It is true."

Pétain also showed a relieved expression. But at the same time, Ning Zhe's doubts deepened, and he thought to himself, "As expected, these two people did not enter the opera house rashly, but came prepared."

There were 40 coins on the table. The gambler divided them into four parts and distributed them equally to the four people present, with each person getting 4 coins.

After dividing the money, the three of them all stared at the gambler, waiting for his next move. The gambler picked up a copper coin from the 10 coins in front of him and gently put it into the wine glass.

Ding, the copper coin immediately sank to the bottom, and the wine in the cup rose in response, the water level was higher than the cup mouth, but it did not overflow. The golden wine rose above the cup mouth, and the gravity and surface tension of the liquid were in a delicate and fragile balance, so fragile that it could be broken at any time, but so delicate that it was never broken.

The gambler raised his hand and pointed at Meilin who was sitting on his right.

"Is the person who puts down the coin eligible to designate who will put down the coin next..." Meilin took a deep breath, and she seemed to understand the rules of the game a little bit.

After adjusting her breathing, Meilin carefully picked up a copper coin. Her movements were very slow, very slow. Her slender fingers did not tremble at all. They were as steady as a milling cutter on a CNC machine tool. She gently placed the copper coin into the wine glass.

Ding, the copper coin sank when it came into contact with water, and the wine in the cup rose in response, and the golden water level was slightly higher than the mouth of the cup, but it did not overflow.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the condition for losing this 'gamble' is that the wine overflows from the cup." Meilin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the gambler with a dim gaze, feeling a little hesitant in her heart.

According to the rules, she can now designate who should put the copper coin into her wine glass next, but who should she designate?
The gambler's cup is already full. If you put another coin into the cup where you put a copper coin, it will probably overflow. If you are lucky, you can make the gambler lose the game in one round and be forced to leave, but...

But what if there is no coin? If the gambler also puts the second coin safely into the cup, then the power to designate the next person will be in his hands again.

"Once something like this happens, the gambler will most likely bear a grudge and immediately instruct me to continue putting in copper coins. That would be too dangerous..." Meilin glanced down at the wine glass in front of her. The golden horizontal surface was trembling like jelly, and it was as precarious as a balloon that was blown to the limit and could burst at any time.

She was not sure she could put the second coin safely into the cup.

"It's your turn next, ma'am." Meilin raised her hand and pointed at Ning Zhe who was sitting opposite her.

Ning Zhe was startled and his face suddenly turned horrified: "Why? I... I don't have any hostility towards you..."

"This is a life-and-death game. It has nothing to do with hostility, and there is no reason for it." Meilin said calmly, "Hurry up, ma'am. The ghost is getting impatient."

Ning Zhe turned his head to look at the expressionless gambler, and picked up a copper coin with trembling hands. With a scared expression on his face that he was about to cry, he carefully placed the copper coin right above the wine glass.

Ding, the copper coin falls into the cup.

"Good luck." Meilin curled up the corners of her mouth into a faint smile. Her hands were shaking so much that the wine didn't even spill out. Isn't that good luck?

"The power of choice is in your hands now, ma'am." Meilin looked at Ning Zhe with a smile and asked softly, "Do you want to take revenge on me? Or..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another ding sound, and another copper coin fell into the cup, making the wine golden and about to burst.

Ning Zhe turned his eyes away from the wine glass with two copper coins in it and looked directly at the gambler beside him:

"You're next, and the next one too."

(End of this chapter)

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