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I felt the cold touch of the cockroach in my pocket, my fingertips gently stroking it.
A secret recording pen, a safe's password...
A massive net was slowly closing in.
And I was the one casting it.
A playful smirk curled at the corners of my mouth as my gaze fell once more on the bulge in Gao Chen's suit pocket.
I knew what he was thinking.
Trying to hide it?
Too late.
I suddenly raised my hand, pointing to a dim corner above, where a plump cockroach was leisurely crawling, its antennae twitching nervously.
"Look! Over there!"
My voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to capture everyone's attention.
The restaurant fell silent in an instant, all eyes following the direction of my finger.
"That cockroach is my wager."
I chuckled lightly, my tone laced with a hint of irreverence yet undeniably arrogant.
As soon as the words left my mouth, the entire restaurant erupted in chaos.
"What the hell? Betting on a cockroach?"
"This guy has lost his mind!"
"Has he been scared by the casino and started rambling?"
Various voices of discussion rose and fell, interweaving mockery, doubt, and the glint of those eager for a spectacle.
Gao Chen and Zhao Yuan's expressions were particularly vivid, shifting from pale to flushed, then back to a sickly green, resembling a painter's palette.
They probably thought I was cornered and about to go mad.
I reveled in the feeling of being seen as a "madman."
Because madmen often do what ordinary people dare not.
I scanned the faces of everyone present, including those in the corners who were secretly observing. Their eyes flickered with confusion; they clearly hadn't anticipated my bold move.
"Are you brave enough to bet against me?"
I raised an eyebrow, my voice low yet resonant, laced with an air of arrogance.
A provocation—blatant and unapologetic.
Gao Chen suddenly slammed his hand on the table, his eyes wide with fury.
"Wang Zheng! Don't try to show off here! This isn't your circus!"
He wanted to throw me out of the casino; he was afraid.
Zhao Yuan chimed in, his sharp voice slicing through the air like a knife.
"Exactly! Get lost! You're just an eyesore here!"
Their reactions were entirely within my expectations.
The angrier they got, the more guilty they felt.
I grinned widely, revealing a set of white teeth.
"What are you afraid of? Afraid of a cockroach?"
I deliberately paused, letting my gaze sweep over Gao Chen and Zhao Yuan, a hint of mockery in my eyes.
"Or... are you afraid of the secret I might reveal?"
As soon as the words left my mouth, the once bustling restaurant fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone's eyes widened, a mix of curiosity, shock, and a barely perceptible hint of fear spreading through the crowd.
A secret?
What secret?
I intended to keep them on edge, to make them dig their own graves.
Slowly, I extended my hand and, in a flash, snatched the cockroach from the wall.
It squirmed restlessly on my fingertip, its antennae twitching wildly.
"This cockroach represents my wager."
I raised my hand, shaking the plump insect dramatically for everyone to see.
"The winner will receive a piece of secret information."
My voice was low, but each word struck like a hammer against the hearts of everyone present.
Secret information?
Who wouldn't be tempted?
Especially those gamblers who already thrived in the gray areas; their thirst for "secret information" far surpassed their desire for money.
Their gazes began to grow intense, and the expressions they wore while watching the show turned serious.
A subtle smile curled at the corners of my mouth.
The fish was starting to bite.
I deliberately "missed," suddenly tossing the cockroach in my hand onto the table.
"Smack!"
With a soft sound, the cockroach landed and lay still on the greasy surface.
"Ah—"
Du Rong let out a sharp scream, her face paling in fright as she instinctively took a step back.
Her short skirt swayed in panic, revealing large patches of fair skin.
However, I seized this brief moment of chaos to bend down nonchalantly, pretending to pick up the "dropped" cockroach.
My hand deftly brushed against the sole of Du Rong's shoe.
There, hidden away, was a flat object.
With a gentle flick of my fingertip, I quietly slid it into my pocket without anyone noticing.
A small wallet.
Du Rong's face was ashen, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at me with fear and helplessness, as if silently pleading for help.
I winked at her, signaling her to keep quiet.
The smile on my lips deepened.
The lost wallet was finally in my hands.
All the clues were within my grasp.
I straightened up and picked up the still motionless cockroach, raising it once more before the crowd.
"Look, even a cockroach dares to take risks. What about you... are you bold enough to give it a try?"
My gaze was piercing as I locked eyes with Gao Chen and Zhao Yuan, my tone laced with temptation and provocation.
The dynamics of the gamble were completely under my control.
Everyone present was being led by the nose, their curiosity piqued to its limits.
Secret information was within easy reach.
Who would refuse?
I watched their eager expressions with a cold smile inside.
Foolish people.
They thought I was merely playing a ridiculous game of chance.
Little did they know, what I truly desired had nothing to do with the cockroach at all.
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