Power and Wealth

Chapter 1591

Evening.

Casino.

Top floor office area.

The sky had darkened early, which was also the busiest time of day for the casino because of its unique nature, requiring a lot of tasks to be handled, and no one was idle. This was an office area within the casino, not open to the public, surrounded by screens of all sizes, recording real-time footage from the cameras downstairs, including the lobby, the casino floor, and even the footage above each gambling table. Of course, it wasn't fully covered, so plenty of staff on-site were ready to report any findings.

Beep beep.

The intercom sounded, "There's a situation in the main hall."

A young staff member immediately picked up the intercom, "What's the situation?"

The intercom sounded again: "It seems that someone from the list just entered. He is around twenty-five years old, has short hair, and is male. He is wearing a white shirt, casual pants, and black leather shoes."

"Are you sure?"

"Which category?"

"The third category."

"I'll check the third category. Keep the line clear."

The young man knew that many of the people assigned below were not security guards or responsible for maintaining order. Their real purpose was to identify some particular groups of people. Their training focused on memory, requiring them to remember many photos and identify the individuals. These could include those with a history of cheating, those with records of gambling misconduct, and even some skilled gamblers who couldn't be caught cheating but consistently made significant profits. Internally, they referred to these people as the third category. The photo library was categorized accordingly.

The casinos did not welcome these gamblers.

Of course, it was just a matter of not being welcomed. There were many ways to deal with it.

The young man walked to a computer and pulled up the footage from the lobby, not in a hurry, feeling numb because this kind of thing happened daily in the casino. After all, it was just photos, and too many people in the world looked alike. Mistakes were common, and there was a seventy to eighty percent chance of making a mistake. They checked every time to be safe and avoid unnecessary losses and trouble for the casino. That was their job. The young man didn't take it seriously, slowly flipping through until he finally locked onto a picture of Dong Xuebing based on the information provided by the person below.

Average appearance, nothing special.

At first glance, the young man shook his head slightly. With a casual mouse click, he accessed the photo and information database of the "third category" group.

He was used to flipping from back to front.

They were all used to flipping from back to front.

The third category of people in all Macau casinos had records, and they could be said to be connected. Whatever records a person had, their achievements, or any suspected cheating behavior, it was all documented, spanning over a dozen pages. There were over a hundred people in total.

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The young man began cross-referencing facial features manually, of course, as they didn't have facial recognition technology, so the process was a bit slow.

Thirteen pages.

Ten pages.

Six pages.

Three pages.

The young man still hadn't seen anyone resembling the description and was getting impatient. He thought the person below might have made a mistake or misremembered the category.

So he picked up the intercom. "Are you sure it's the third category?"

The person below immediately replied, "I'm sure, definitely not from the first or second category."

"Why can't I find a match?" The young man muttered to himself, continuing to flip through, reaching the third page, then the second page. As he went forward, the number of people on the pages decreased because of the different levels. Internally, the data classified the third category into levels. For example, on the third page, many famous gambling kings from the past appeared on the list, indicating the significance of the list.

But there was no one on the second page either.

There was no need to deliberately distinguish because the top-ranking individuals in the third category were generally around forty years old, which was easy to determine at a glance.

The young man finally reached the first page, which was almost legendary. Only three people were listed, but everyone in the industry knew the significance of these three individuals. They had heard stories about them. A hint of awe appeared as the young man turned to the first page. These three individuals could be said to be the top three figures in the gambling world. Well, it used to be two until a few months ago. Since they usually check from back to front, the young man rarely comes across this page. He wasn't very familiar with the individuals who had joined the first page in recent months, only remembering the shocked expressions on the faces of the staff when the boss requested their inclusion on the first page. It was a big deal in the industry, and the new additions to the first page seemed only to have one recorded event.

The photos of the three individuals appeared on the screen.

The young man glanced at them, subconsciously about to close the database because he had never seen a big shot from the first page of the third category list in his many years of work. It hadn't even crossed his mind. But as the young man was about to close the database, he suddenly froze, blinked, and felt something was wrong. Anxious, he focused and took another look. This time, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Drip.

A drop of sweat fell down his forehead.

The young man stood up suddenly, "There's a situation!"

His shout was a bit loud, startling many of the people working.

"What's going on?"

"Lower your voice."

"Why the panic?"

Many people looked over.

The person handling other matters also turned his attention, calmly asking, "What happened?"

The young man was frantic, pointing at the screen. "A third-category person entered the casino!"

"Are you sure you've checked the photo?"

"I'm sure it's him, exactly like the photo," the young man said breathlessly.

The person in charge frowned and approached. "Let's follow the procedure. First, monitor him with the cameras and see what he does. We don't need to intervene if the amount involved isn't too large."

"We can't just ignore it. This is one of the first-page individuals from the third category."

The previously calm person in charge was dumbfounded as soon as these words were spoken. "What did you say?"

The surrounding staff stopped their work, all staring in shock.

First-page individuals from the third category.

One of those three people.

Many people gasped in the work area, and it suddenly became chaotic.

Evening.

Casino.

Top floor office area.

The sky had darkened early, which was also the busiest time of day for the casino because of its unique nature, requiring a lot of tasks to be handled, and no one was idle. This was an office area within the casino, not open to the public, surrounded by screens of all sizes, recording real-time footage from the cameras downstairs, including the lobby, the casino floor, and even the footage above each gambling table. Of course, it wasn't fully covered, so plenty of staff on-site were ready to report any findings.

Beep beep.

The intercom sounded, "There's a situation in the main hall."

A young staff member immediately picked up the intercom, "What's the situation?"

The intercom sounded again: "It seems that someone from the list just entered. He is around twenty-five years old, has short hair, and is male. He is wearing a white shirt, casual pants, and black leather shoes."

"Are you sure?"

"Not very sure."

"Which category?"

"The third category."

"I'll check the third category. Keep the line clear."

The young man knew that many of the people assigned below were not security guards or responsible for maintaining order. Their real purpose was to identify some particular groups of people. Their training focused on memory, requiring them to remember many photos and identify the individuals. These could include those with a history of cheating, those with records of gambling misconduct, and even some skilled gamblers who couldn't be caught cheating but consistently made significant profits. Internally, they referred to these people as the third category. The photo library was categorized accordingly.

The casinos did not welcome these gamblers.

Of course, it was just a matter of not being welcomed. There were many ways to deal with it.

The young man walked to a computer and pulled up the footage from the lobby, not in a hurry, feeling numb because this kind of thing happened daily in the casino. After all, it was just photos, and too many people in the world looked alike. Mistakes were common, and there was a seventy to eighty percent chance of making a mistake. They checked every time to be safe and avoid unnecessary losses and trouble for the casino. That was their job. The young man didn't take it seriously, slowly flipping through until he finally locked onto a picture of Dong Xuebing based on the information provided by the person below.

Average appearance, nothing special.

At first glance, the young man shook his head slightly. With a casual mouse click, he accessed the photo and information database of the "third category" group.

He was used to flipping from back to front.

They were all used to flipping from back to front.

The third category of people in all Macau casinos had records, and they could be said to be connected. Whatever records a person had, their achievements, or any suspected cheating behavior, it was all documented, spanning over a dozen pages. There were over a hundred people in total.

222

200

88

The young man began cross-referencing facial features manually, of course, as they didn't have facial recognition technology, so the process was a bit slow.

Thirteen pages.

Ten pages.

Six pages.

Three pages.

The young man still hadn't seen anyone resembling the description and was getting impatient. He thought the person below might have made a mistake or misremembered the category.

So he picked up the intercom. "Are you sure it's the third category?"

The person below immediately replied, "I'm sure, definitely not from the first or second category."

"Why can't I find a match?" The young man muttered to himself, continuing to flip through, reaching the third page, then the second page. As he went forward, the number of people on the pages decreased because of the different levels. Internally, the data classified the third category into levels. For example, on the third page, many famous gambling kings from the past appeared on the list, indicating the significance of the list.

But there was no one on the second page either.

There was no need to deliberately distinguish because the top-ranking individuals in the third category were generally around forty years old, which was easy to determine at a glance.

The young man finally reached the first page, which was almost legendary. Only three people were listed, but everyone in the industry knew the significance of these three individuals. They had heard stories about them. A hint of awe appeared as the young man turned to the first page. These three individuals could be said to be the top three figures in the gambling world. Well, it used to be two until a few months ago. Since they usually check from back to front, the young man rarely comes across this page. He wasn't very familiar with the individuals who had joined the first page in recent months, only remembering the shocked expressions on the faces of the staff when the boss requested their inclusion on the first page. It was a big deal in the industry, and the new additions to the first page seemed only to have one recorded event.

The photos of the three individuals appeared on the screen.

The young man glanced at them, subconsciously about to close the database because he had never seen a big shot from the first page of the third category list in his many years of work. It hadn't even crossed his mind. But as the young man was about to close the database, he suddenly froze, blinked, and felt something was wrong. Anxious, he focused and took another look. This time, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Drip.

A drop of sweat fell down his forehead.

The young man stood up suddenly, "There's a situation!"

His shout was a bit loud, startling many of the people working.

"What's going on?"

"Lower your voice."

"Why the panic?"

Many people looked over.

The person handling other matters also turned his attention, calmly asking, "What happened?"

The young man was frantic, pointing at the screen. "A third-category person entered the casino!"

"Are you sure you've checked the photo?"

"I'm sure it's him, exactly like the photo," the young man said breathlessly.

The person in charge frowned and approached. "Let's follow the procedure. First, monitor him with the cameras and see what he does. We don't need to intervene if the amount involved isn't too large."

"We can't just ignore it. This is one of the first-page individuals from the third category."

The previously calm person in charge was dumbfounded as soon as these words were spoken. "What did you say?"

The surrounding staff stopped their work, all staring in shock.

First-page individuals from the third category.

One of those three people.

Many people gasped in the work area, and it suddenly became chaotic.

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