Chapter 463: Withers Getting Humiliated Part One (2/2)

Asian.

Wait a facking second!

Withers suddenly thought of something, and his pupils suddenly enlarged!

At that cafe!

That Asian!

He used his phone and gave out a few commands!

“Go, let’s go to Aria Casino.”

Withers and his men came to Aria Casino’s office, and the person in charge of the casino was yelling and scolding his men. Seeing Withers come in, he directly threw a pile of documents onto the table and said in a deep voice, “Sergeant Withers, come. Can you please explain to me what happened to this money?”

It was the cash flow statements that the accountant compiled this morning, featuring the big hole in cash from today’s loss.

“This morning, there were million-dollar gambling bets placed again, and I was already feeling that something was off. Sure enough, it’s the same group of guys again, and it’s another hundred million gone!”

After looking at the statements, Withers said to the technician, “Can you pull up the surveillance footage for me? I want to see who were the people exchanging the chips.”

The technician pulled up a few pieces of footage for Withers, filtering through other irrelevant people and only showing the people that came in, gambled once, won, and left.

“Search for me, what bet did they place on for these three people?” Withers asked.

It was because he still remembered that Asian at the cafe giving out the first three orders – big, big, small!

The technician traced back to the first three of those guys to the footages of them gambling. “The first guy bet big, won a million; the second guy bet on big, won two million, and the last one was small, and he won four million!”(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)

Withers felt as if he was struck by a thunderbolt!(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)

The answers were exactly like what that guy said!