Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 765, page 179: This time it's definitely a trap!
Two hundred thousand euros isn't a lot of money at this gambling table; losing it will at most make you frown.

But for a complete stranger to place such a bet in the very first round is truly eye-catching—either he's a rich playboy with money to burn, or a complete fool, or both.

Carl's black hair gleamed coldly under the neon lights as he casually snapped his fingers: "A glass of real water, please."

The dealer's gaze darted quickly between the surveillance cameras and the hound security guards. After giving them a knowing look, he turned to fetch water—casinos always give special treatment to such generous customers.

"I'll have one too," V said at the opportune moment, but his eyes glanced at the Kassel siblings out of the corner of his eye. Alcohol would affect his mission, but socializing was another matter: "What would you like to drink? It's on me."

Aurora's red lips curved into a playful smile. She shifted her attention from the black-haired young fool who was betting madly, and turned to V: "How generous~" She tapped the table lightly with her slender fingers. "I'll have a bourbon. As for my taciturn brother," she nudged the silent man beside her with her elbow, "let him have a glass of real water too."

While waiting for her drinks, she lazily rested her chin on her hand, watching the movement in V's eyes. "I'm Aurora Cassel, and this is my brother, Emeric." Her gaze swept over V like a scanner. "And... who is this gentleman who's treating us?"

"Ramon".

V uttered a name he had used during a mission when he was disguised. At the time, he had inexplicably felt that the name was somewhat ominous, but at this moment it was the first name that popped into his mind.

In any case, it sounds better than Jack's Victorino.

As V was thinking, Aurora heard the name Ramon, but her expression remained unchanged. A name is just a title; not many people actually remember it, especially for those who are only temporarily acquainted at the gambling table.

The roulette wheel began to spin, and the silver ball bounced on the red and black squares of the real roulette wheel next to the virtual gambling table, making a crisp clattering sound.

The atmosphere at the gambling table suddenly became subtle—everyone's eyes were focused on the virtual panel in front of them, but their minds had already wandered elsewhere.

Aurora's fingertips tapped the table unconsciously, the rhythm perfectly matching a certain melody.

Her prosthetic eye flickered slightly, clearly running some kind of scanning program. V pretended to be focused on the game, but actually observed her hands out of the corner of his eye—she wore decorative rings on her hands, but there might be something hidden inside those rings.

“It’s time to stop.” Emeric suddenly spoke, his voice so deep it seemed to come from underground. This was the first time this taciturn man had spoken, yet he accurately predicted the final trajectory of the ball on the real roulette wheel next to the gambling table.

The ball came to a shaky stop on the red 19.

"Looks like my luck is still on today, it's going to be a big win." V smiled and took back his double chips, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the number in front of Karl suddenly jump from 400,000 to 600,000 euros - in just one go, Karl earned half of his chips.

This is way more profitable than working, I just hope Karl doesn't get addicted to this stuff because of this victory.

No matter how you look at it, playing with this stuff too much will never end well.

Aurora suddenly leaned forward, the scent of her perfume mingling with the exotic floral fragrance of her hair. "Mr. Ramon," she said softly, her red lips parting slightly, "did you know? In quantum probability, the probability of two consecutive reds appearing is actually—"

“An independent incident,” V replied naturally, while secretly applying conductive gel to the tracker on her cuff out of Aurora’s sight as she moved closer. “However, casinos prefer to call it the ‘gambler’s fallacy.’

"So this time," "I'm still red."

V smiled slightly.

“Interesting.” Aurora’s red lips curved into a playful smile as she tapped her long fingers lightly on the table. “It seems Mr. Ramon is someone who trusts his intuition.” She leaned forward and pulled back, flipping her fingertips to align the miniature sensor on her ring with the direction of V.

"Then I'll continue playing Black."

Aurora bet 50,000 euros on black.

V, unconcerned, took 50,000 euros from his current 160,000 euros and placed a red bet against Aurora.

Karl, on the other hand, put 400,000 euros into the red zone, betting all of what he had just earned, along with his first bet.

The amount of money made the other patrons at the gambling table jump.

What can 400,000 euros do? It's enough for a down payment on a luxury car, and you can pay for it in installments afterwards. If it were them, although they wouldn't stop after winning 200,000, they definitely wouldn't continue betting so easily.

The human dealers returned at this moment and handed the drinks to everyone.

As Karl, without blushing or panting, took a small sip of the pure water under the watchful eyes of others, the roulette wheel finished spinning.

"red!"

The excited voice didn't come from Karl, but from another guest next to him. He stared at the lottery results, his prosthetic eye almost popping out of its socket, his face filled with disbelief.

He never expected that the novice next to him, who was obviously playing for the first time or had only been playing roulette for a short time, would actually win twice in a row, and with huge sums of 200,000 and 400,000 respectively!

This is crazy!

Even Aurora and V, who were sizing each other up with smiles on their faces but secretly being wary and probing each other, had their eyelids twitch as the guest shouted excitedly.

Across from Carl, Emeric, who was enjoying gambling while helping his sister observe V, now had an expression of disbelief written all over his face, which had been rather expressionless before.

Before he knew it, he had lost two games in a row. Although the amounts were not much, not even 100,000 in total, the black-haired youth in front of him was winning big, having already won 600,000!

How long has it been?

This kid is just too lucky!
However, gambling isn't something that can be decided by pure luck. It's already won twice. Based on my previous observations and deductions, this machine does have a relatively high winning rate, but it's not as exaggerated as the probability of winning three times. In other words...
Emeric's gambler's instincts kicked in. Ignoring the subtle warnings his sister had given him, he went all in on the black before anyone else had placed their bets.

He didn't believe it anymore; this time it must be a scam!
(End of this chapter)