Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 216
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Chapter 216 Jackpot and Old Friend
More than a hundred people witnessed Luke winning money off Tony. It certainly couldn’t be kept a secret.
With so many eyewitnesses, the Internal Affairs Division and the IRS wouldn’t suspect it of being illegal income.
Finally, Luke returned to the slot machine which Selina was playing.
At that moment, Selina was holding a Dr. Pepper in one hand as she lazed in the chair, while she pressed a button on the machine with her other hand every now and then.
Luke nearly laughed out loud when he saw that Selina was only betting five cents. She was obviously killing time instead of really playing.
Luke asked, “How about it? Did you hit the jackpot?”
Selina looked at him like he was an idiot. “Don’t you know that the machine will shout like crazy and let everyone here know that you won if you hit the jackpot?”
As she spoke, she put in all her remaining money and pressed the start button on the machine without checking what she had bet on.
That was because she was in a hurry to leave.
She was only playing the slot machine because someone told her to go away if she wasn’t gambling. So, she put two hundred dollars into the machine to claim her seat.
Luke grabbed her purse with a smile and helped her get to her feet.
But Selina leaned against him as if she was boneless. “This place is boring. Can we go back and sleep?”
Luke chuckled. “I heard there’s an open-air swimming pool on the rooftop where you can look at the vast sky at a height of two hundred meters.”
Selina perked up. “Are you serious?”
Luke said, “Of…”
Wala! Wala!
Clang! Clang!
Hua! Hua!
Wu! Wu!
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The slot machine suddenly screamed with a whole lot of noise, giving them quite the shock. Did the machine just go crazy?
Not only was it screaming, it also flashed with many different colors.
Soon, they were surrounded by people who were shocked and jealous.
In less than twenty seconds, several hotel security guards arrived.
Luke said, “…Hey, I didn’t do anything. It started acting up on its own. You’re not going to ask me to pay for damages, right?”
Selina suddenly laughed and kissed Luke’s face hard. “Haha. Silly! I won the prize! I hit the jackpot! Hahahahaha! A million! I have a million!”
Luke could hardly believe it.
How important were slot machines in Las Vegas? To put it simply, they took up the most space and had the most players in major hotel casinos.
30% of a casino’s profits were from these unattractive machines.
The machines might even take cents, but all that spare change could accumulate into a huge fortune.
Nobody knew how much money those slot machines made each year, but it was undoubtedly in the billions.
It truly wasn’t easy to win money from a slot machine.
It was as difficult to win from a slot machine as it was to strike the lottery.
However, right after Luke made fun of Selina, she won an enormous prize.
Did I steal too much of Tony Stark’s luck, and I can influence the people around me now? Luke couldn’t help but ponder the magic question.
The hotel manager had arrived. He was stunned to see Luke again. “Mr. Luke, did you win the prize?”
He couldn’t be so lucky, right? The manager grumbled inwardly.
He won another million dollars right after winning 2.8 million off Tony Stark? What were the odds? Was he god’s bastard son?
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Luke quickly shook his head and pointed at Selina, who was jumping for joy. “She did. Everybody saw it.”
The hotel manager looked at one of the security guards, who nodded slightly.
That meant that the surveillance room had observed how Selina won the prize: she hadn’t cheated, but had won the money legitimately.
The manager was even more jealous. Even the girl you brought won a million dollars so easily? How lucky are you?
Of course, it was inevitable that anyone who didn’t have Luke’s luck would think that.
Very soon, the manager handled the money transfer for Selina and wrote a certificate for her.
After learning that the beautiful girl needed a certificate because she was a detective as well, the manager was even more jealous. He could imagine how she would fawn on Luke for his money later.
Well, the manager was too naive. Selina only fawned on Luke when she wanted food from him.
Selina and Luke both got back their bank cards with their earnings transferred to them.
They then changed into swimwear and went to the open-air pool on the rooftop.
Selina hadn’t brought a swimsuit with her, as she hadn’t expected to swim in Nevada in February
But since she had just made a fortune, she spent eight hundred dollars on a bikini.
Luke could only chuckle inwardly.
The bikini was nothing more than two pieces of cloth as wide as the palm, and it cost eight hundred dollars. It really was easy money.
Selina selected a style from the brochure, and an attendant measured her. Soon, the swimsuit was delivered to Selina, who was sitting by the pool.
The swimsuit was expensive for a reason.
Luke didn’t buy one, not because it was too expensive, but because he didn’t like a crowded pool.
He had read some reports on people getting dermatitis after swimming in a public pool.
Luke certainly didn’t doubt Aurora Hotel’s sanitation measures for the pool, but he was still reluctant to dive in.
Selina… didn’t really care. Or rather, most people who went to swimming pools couldn’t afford to care, or they might lose the courage to jump in.
While Luke was enjoying a drink and observing the scantily clad girls in the pool, he heard something and looked at the elevator.
It was an elevator reserved for VIPs. Although Luke was staying in a room that cost three thousand dollars a night, he wasn’t qualified to take that elevator.
The elevator wasn’t important – what was important was who walked out of it. Luke was almost amused by how they kept running into each other.
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