Las Vegas casinos are not underground, shady establishments. On the contrary, each casino is a fully equipped, upscale, and sophisticated entertainment venue.
Inside, as long as you have enough capital, you can pretty much do as you please.
If you can't, it simply means you don't have enough money.
According to an unofficial, illogical, and completely unreasonable statistical estimate, the number of slot machines in each casino roughly corresponds to the number of rooms upstairs.
Since these casinos never close, the oxygen levels inside are more abundant than outside, keeping everyone in a perpetually excited state.
Even if you want to rest, the rooms upstairs can accommodate all guests, and if you're hungry, there are dozens or even hundreds of delicious dishes from around the world to enjoy.
If you need other services, they're all available here. The prerequisite for enjoying all this is simply having enough money.
Although Chou Ping has been working in Las Vegas for almost a year, the formerly financially constrained Chou Ping has never experienced such treatment.
He currently resides in a suite that exceeds 300 square meters, complete with various facilities, including a large bathtub resembling a pool. Inside the bathtub, there are four tables, laden with various fruits and delicacies.
Chou Ping even spots traces of soy milk and fried dough sticks from his homeland.
In addition to food, there is an assortment of wines – red, white, beer, everything you could imagine.
Even inside the bathtub, there's a faint aroma of alcohol, intentionally added, not a remnant from the previous guest.
At this moment, Chou Ping is semi-reclined in the bathtub, holding KunTina in his left hand and another beautiful woman in his right, tilting his head to enjoy snacks fed by a woman.
On the sofa behind him, there are about a dozen young women, dressed provocatively or even not dressed at all, each with a unique style but all eye-catching.
With a wave of his hand, Chou Ping can have these women come over and fulfill his every desire. The crucial point is that all of this is free!
After enjoying a bite of the snack, Chou Ping ruthlessly pinches KunTina's white and plump bosom, thinking to himself: corrupt, I am truly too corrupt!
KunTina lets out a soft hum, "Chou, you're pinching my left side again... too biased, why don't you pinch the right side? I'm all-around for you."
Chou Ping feels a polite response from below, "You tempting little demon!"
Saying this, Chou Ping turns to prepare for another in-depth exchange with Kun Tina.
In reality, although Chou Ping won a large sum of money at the casino, the casino wouldn't be so kind as to provide such high-quality services for free.
There must be an ulterior motive behind the casino's arrangements. Chou Ping knows this, but he doesn't care. Enjoyment is the most important thing now.
He's even too lazy to ponder what the other party wants to do. Everything can start anew if he hasn't had enough, and if needed, he can follow the script again.
Indeed, KunTina is a perfect lover. She always manages to arouse Chou Ping's desires through her words, actions, and body. While Chou Ping is enjoying himself, in a monitoring room in the casino, it's been over an hour since Kun Tina took Chou Ping to the room.
In this hour-plus, middle-aged supervisor Bruce and two senior consultants have watched the playback countless times, even slowing it down frame by frame for careful examination.
"I feel that besides being more composed than other gamblers, he has no other differences!"
"No, he does have some differences from other gamblers!"
Bruce's eyes light up, quickly looking at the latter, hoping for a unique insight.
The old man, being stared at by the two, blushes slightly and hesitates before saying, "Have you noticed that unlike other gamblers, he rarely touches the gambling table. From beginning to end, the only time he touched the table was when he placed the tray."
Bruce frowns, "Isn't that obvious? Not touching the table naturally means no chance of cheating. Are you speaking up for this yellow guy?"
"No, no, no! Mr. Bruce, you misunderstood. Quite the opposite, he deliberately avoids touching the gambling table too much. There might be something fishy in this."
Another twist, Bruce quickly asks, "What's fishy?"
"I don't know..."
Bruce gets a little angry, "Parker, are you fooling around with me? If this doesn't have a reasonable explanation, I think more than just me will lose their jobs!"
Parker sighs deeply, "Bruce, you're too emotional. Remember, managing a casino requires more calmness!"
Bruce waves his fist and roars, "Calm? Damn it, how can I stay calm? It's almost 17 million dollars, not 1,700!"
Parker furrows his brow, "Alright, I don't want to argue with you. I just want to say, since we can't find any problems from here, we might as well look at the issue from another angle."
Bruce is quite puzzled, "From what angle?"
"Why don't we imagine that this has been a scam from the beginning to end? The scam is so realistic that it even fooled everyone, including lifeless machines!"
Parker points at the video footage as he speaks.
"What exactly are you trying to say? Can you make it clear?"
Parker raises his hand, "Can you let me finish before you start shouting?"
Bruce takes a deep breath, "Fine, fine! I'll see what you want to say today!"
Parker organizes his thoughts and continues, "To pull off such a massive scam, it's impossible with just that Chinese guy alone. There are likely more people behind him!"
"This money probably isn't even his. He might just be a scapegoat pushed to the forefront."
"We can start by investigating where this money came from. Following the trail might lead us to the mastermind behind this Chinese guy. As long as it's outside the casino, we can naturally use other means to investigate and uncover the truth!"
Parker says a lot in one breath, feeling a bit dry in the mouth. He grabs the half-filled cola on the table and takes a big gulp.
"Oh my god! Sir, there's...!"
Parker smacks his lips, his face turning grim, "Why is there a strange smell?!"
The guy in charge of the monitoring room awkwardly lowers his head, "I was too bored before, and I couldn't go to the bathroom, so I... did it in this cup..."