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At this moment, the Short Fat Man coughed, and the Skinny Yellow Man glanced at him and said softly, "It's nothing, we're just here to have fun."
Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately showed great interest and eagerly asked, "What's special about it?"
"Dog racing," the Skinny Yellow Man replied. "There's an event this afternoon, and there are big players coming. The dogs are purebred Greyhounds."
"Big players?" Zhang Yang thought to himself, wondering if Tang Yi would go.
"Can anyone get in?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.
"The entrance fee is one hundred, but you need to mention the name of the person who introduced you," the Skinny Yellow Man said while looking at Zhang Yang's Soft Zhonghua, then closed his mouth. Zhang Yang understood and pushed the cigarette box towards the Skinny Yellow Man while pulling out two hundred-dollar bills, handing one to both the Skinny Yellow Man and the Short Fat Man.
The Skinny Yellow Man and the Short Fat Man exchanged glances and then smiled. "No problem, just say you were introduced by Wu San'er from town," the Skinny Yellow Man said. "The races start on the fifth and tenth of each lunar month, from two to five in the afternoon. You’re lucky to catch it today."
"I'll keep an eye on Tang Yi; you go to the dog racing venue," Liu Gang said to Zhang Yang as they stepped out of the hotel.
"What if Tang Yi doesn't go to the dog racing venue?" Zhang Yang asked.
"That won't be a wasted trip. It's crowded there; we can find out if there's anything wrong with that Li Town Head. Maybe we can uncover some clues," Liu Gang thought for a moment. "Besides, I think there's a good chance he will go."
At one-thirty in the afternoon, Zhang Yang arrived at the dog racing venue. The venue was hidden within a grove of trees, requiring passage through a large vegetable field. The entrance was a big iron gate that looked like an abandoned breeding farm.
"I was introduced by Wu San'er from town," Zhang Yang said as he handed over one hundred dollars for the entrance fee to the two burly men guarding the entrance.
Upon entering, he saw that the entire dog racing venue had a circular track, likely a standard 400-meter track. The inner circle of the track was planted with low fruit trees. There was a circle of iron rails separating the inside from the outside; surrounding the track was a few meters wide area covered with fine sand. Next to the track were iron boxes for releasing dogs; once opened, the dogs could run out.
On one of the rails, there was even a small electric motor helping a gray toy plush rabbit move along. Zhang Yang understood that when activated, this motor would spin rapidly with the plush rabbit on the rail, attracting dogs to chase it. The fastest dog would be declared the winner; bets would be placed before the race began, and payouts would be distributed based on results afterward. The banker would set odds based on different dogs.
"Betting is open! Minimum two hundred, no upper limit!" At this moment, a man wearing a baseball cap shouted from a square table beside the track while patting a large red box in front of him for collecting money. Next to him stood another man with a tablet recording entries.
Four Greyhounds were already prepared for the race in the four iron boxes beside the track.
At this moment, Zhang Yang looked up and noticed Tang Yi and the driver had entered. Shortly after, Liu Gang followed them in.
"Betting on dog races, this guy really knows how to play," Liu Gang whispered as he sat down next to Zhang Yang.
Seeing that no one else was placing bets, the man in the baseball cap shouted "Ready," the electric motor started, and the dogs were released from the boxes, signaling the start of the race.
With the sound of the motor, a plush rabbit began to spin rapidly, and the four Greyhounds dashed out of their boxes. The motor circled the track in about 17 seconds. After one round of racing, the fastest Greyhound completed it in just around 20 seconds.
"Damn, why did Xi Jiu only come in second today!" A middle-aged man sitting next to Zhang Yang and Liu Gang slammed his thigh in frustration. He had bet 3,000 yuan on a dog named Xi Jiu to win first place, but it was overtaken by another Greyhound named Wasp, causing him to lose his 3,000 yuan.
Zhang Yang glanced over and saw that Tang Yi and the driver had taken seats at a side area with several partitioned booths, resembling a VIP section. Both were wearing sunglasses.
The races continued one after another, with varying numbers of dogs competing—at least two and up to four each time. The odds for betting changed with each race. According to regulations, the banker running the event not only collected ticket revenue but also took a 20% cut from the winners' payouts. The competing dogs were either raised by the banker or belonged to members who had entrusted their care to him. Next to the racing venue were professional kennels and breeding facilities.
"Everyone's eyes wide open! We're about to enter today's main event: Azure Peak versus Baitian! Minimum bet starts at 1,000 yuan!" The man in the baseball cap became excited, causing a stir among the gamblers as they began discussing among themselves.
Tang Yi whispered a few words to the driver beside him. The driver then approached the man in the baseball cap with a black leather suitcase and pulled out bundle after bundle of cash—there appeared to be twenty bundles from a distance. After placing the money down, he tapped on his PAD to confirm before returning to the VIP section.
At this point, Zhang Yang had walked over to stand next to the man in the baseball cap, holding cash in his hand and appearing hesitant. Just as he was about to ask the man in the baseball cap something after seeing the driver turn away, an old man nearby said, "Young man, bet on Baitian."
"Why not bet on Azure Peak? Azure Peak is Zhou's dog; Zhou is known for being top-notch when it comes to dog racing in town." Before Zhang Yang could respond, a Little Mustache stepped forward with 10,000 yuan and handed it over: "Bet on Azure Peak!"
The old man said nothing more and took out his money, betting 20,000 yuan on Baitian.
Zhang Yang quietly followed behind the old man until they reached a less crowded area and cautiously asked, "Old Man, it's my first time playing; I'm feeling uneasy. Why do you think Baitian will win?"
"Do you see the person sitting in the VIP section over there? That person is the owner of Baitian, who just sent someone to place a bet of two hundred thousand. This person comes from Shanzhou City and visits often. Not to mention that he rarely loses when betting on other dogs, just look at this Baitian; its eyes reveal a cleverness." The old man smiled slightly and continued,
"Now let's talk about General Zhou's Azure Peak. It looks beautiful, but its spirit is lacking. The Greyhound, also known as Lingtie, is a noble breed, but General Zhou is just a country bumpkin; he only plays around with appearances."
After listening to the old man, Zhang Yang nodded in thanks and then walked in front of the baseball cap again, hesitating for a moment with his hand, but ultimately did not place a bet and returned to sit beside Liu Gang.
"Raising dogs and betting on them requires quite a bit of money. Those two are even wearing sunglasses," Liu Gang asked Zhang Yang, "Did you record it?"
"I did. Your ring camera is impressive. I must say, you have quite a few interesting gadgets," Zhang Yang replied. "If he wins money later, we can record another segment of him collecting it."
As the match began, it turned out just as the old man had said; Baitian was superior to Azure Peak and ultimately won.
When betting on two dogs, it's difficult for both sides to have exactly the same amount of money. Therefore, the winning side must redistribute based on their proportion of the total bet placed by the losing side. In this match, those who bet on Azure Peak made up two-thirds of the bets, and in the end, Tang Yi bet two hundred thousand and surprisingly won over four hundred thousand.
"Illegal gambling; just this alone is enough to get him locked up," Zhang Yang said.
"As long as we have a lead, it will be easier to handle. When we interrogate him, we can bring up the land issues as well," Liu Gang laughed. "I even placed a seed listening device in his Cruze."
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