She knew what she meant, but was still speechless. "That's not OK." "Come in." Hitzfeld glared at her unhappily. This guy is good-looking, but sometimes he is really boring. Coming soon. A man in black and a red scarf suddenly appeared from the side. "Don't be nervous, ladies!" Seeing Xia Yibing immediately blocking Hitzfeld behind him, the man smiled even more brightly. "Looking at your outfits... you guys aren't the die-hard fans, right?"
"Whether you are a die-hard fan or not, what does it have to do with you?" Xia Yibing looked a little unfriendly. "Oh! Of course it does matter! Of course it does matter!" The man in black chuckled and took out a handful of bills from his pocket. "I don't want to look for those stubborn guys..." "Look here, I want to introduce you two to an opportunity to make a fortune..." Chapter 52 Victory Bonds Xia Yibing knew very well what was going on. She tried more than once to stop the stranger from dragging Hitzfeld away, but was stopped by the girl every time. Hitzfeld seemed very interested in the receipts. After the man in black's detailed explanation, she finally understood what the "opportunity to make a fortune" was. To summarize briefly: he was selling something called "Victory Bonds." This is a general term, because there are many kinds of betting depending on the dealer, just like there are many kinds of spinach on the earth, but they are all called spinach. Yes, that's spinach. This is quite normal - in such a civilized gathering where football culture is so popular and the game atmosphere is so lively, it would be strange if there was no spinach. After all, people are always full of crooked ideas, and there are always some people who can come up with this idea. "But if I remember correctly, victory bonds are illegal, right?" Hitzfeld pretended to be skeptical. The underlying meaning is obvious: you, the banker, are doing illegal activities. So even if I win money in the end, will you honestly give me the money? "Oh! You can rest assured about this!" The man in black became excited upon hearing this. He reached into his shirt pocket and took out a crumpled little notebook to show them. 【Social Welfare Certificate】
There is also a slightly lighter, dark blue square seal below, on which you can roughly see words like "Sara Sports and Athletic Union". "How is it?" The man in black put away the notebook, "Do you believe it now? We are the official and serious charity organization of the Competition League!" This took Hitzfeld by surprise. In the end, she spent 110 Goli to buy two victory bonds. Non-live betting, she bought a small win for the Red Lions at home and a small win for the Giants away. "I have inside information that guarantees the Giants will bounce back!" The man in black still felt regretful before leaving. "Listen to me, young lady! Betting big on the Giants is a sure win!" But Hitzfeld was determined and refused to change no matter what he said. Finally, he gave up and gave her a stamped receipt, warning her that it would be difficult to change after entering the venue. Live betting means you can still place bets during the game. Non-live betting means you can no longer place bets after the starting lineup is announced. 而小胜，就是1-0、2-0、2-1三种比分。 The odds on the Red Lions are not high because they have been really strong recently. "I don't understand what you're doing!" After entering the venue, there was a fierce noise in her ears, and Xia Yibing had to lean over to the girl and shout loudly. Really, she strongly advises no one to get involved with this stuff. The consequences for an ordinary person becoming addicted to Victory Bonds are similar to those for a junior apprentice who rashly comes into contact with a complex poison, or perhaps even worse - at least the latter dies quickly. "Oh! I certainly don't do it to win money." Hitzfeld also leaned close to her ear and responded loudly. "I just--want to see how they work!" Hitzfeld's voice is usually lowered. It's not intentional, but this kind of voice makes people ignore her gender and appearance. And now, she was shouting so loudly beside him, and her crisp - and even a little childish - voice was completely exposed. Good to hear. The woman gave her comments in her mind. Like a nightingale singing solo in the midnight garden, its penetrating voice cannot be covered up by thousands of noises. She was a little reluctant to take the girl to the box. It's pretty good to let her shout like that. Of course, she was just thinking about it. With the referee's whistle, the game between the Red Lions and the Giants officially began.
At the same time, Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing were led to the VIP box by the stadium staff. "Someone?" When they reached the door, they were surprised to see guards standing guard there. They were all tall and strong, wearing oversized suits that couldn't fool even a fool. Hitzfeld complained in his heart: If he put on sunglasses, it wouldn't look out of place even if he was thrown to the earth. The staff member who brought them here obviously didn't know about this. He tried to step forward and negotiate with those people, but was forced back by their gazes. The aura of these people is so terrifying. Standing here, he couldn't utter a word. Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing looked at each other and saw each other's mouth corners curled up at the same time. "Me first?" Hitzfeld blinked. "You go first." "They must be very distinguished, because not everyone has this kind of treatment." "Not 'they' but 'he'." Xia Yibing corrected, "These people were all trained by the same system." "Then it's him." Hitzfeld nodded. "He must be one of the nobles who were tainted by the curse." "Because it is impossible for other people to come to the forbidden area again." Xia Yibing added. "He is not an ordinary noble." Hitzfeld said again. "Because there are only a few forces in the entire Wayne that are qualified to raise rather than hire guards." Xia Yibing added. "He cannot be Baron Larence." "Because Baron Larence isn't technically a fan." "He can't be Princess Vona." "Because Her Royal Highness the Princess won't have so many male followers." "So the answer is simple—" Finally, the two said in unison. Just at this moment, the tightly closed wooden door of the box opened inward, revealing a melancholy young man wearing a dark black suit, white shirt, and bow tie, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with dark curly hair and pale skin. "Security Bureau Level 5 Agent Xia Sha." "Pslint clergyman Aisuen Hitzfell."
They bowed to the young man at the same time. "I am here to see His Royal Highness the Prince." Yes - after eliminating all other options, the person in the box could only be Prince Tenize. "...?" "!!???" Not only the young man was slightly stunned by them. Others - the guards and the stadium employee were also stunned. The speed at which the brain works. Well, he really believed they were detectives. "An…agent of Shadow Lion?" "And the teachers of Puslint, why did you come to a place like this?" The black-haired young man began to question them. "Hitzfeld is also an agent attached to the Wheel of Fortune, Your Highness." Xia Yibing responded neither humbly nor arrogantly. "On the contrary, Your Highness, why did you come to a crowded place when you are cursed?" "Don't you know how much trouble it will bring to the country if the curse continues to spread?" "Ah——this one…" It can be seen that Prince Tenize does not have much aura. Apart from his fairly good looks and the slightly noble air that came with his clothes, he was not much different from an ordinary person in terms of aura and presence, but he was actually embarrassed by such a question. Before he could explain, Hitzfeld stared at his hands. In his left hand was a handful of small bills, among which was a stack of dark gold banknotes, which looked at least twenty thick. That's Sera. The lower-class common people would never have the chance to touch or use Kinsela banknotes in their entire lives, but he could just casually take so many of them. "This...I didn't think that much!" Noticing the girl's gaze, Prince Tenize quickly stuffed everything back into his pocket and coughed lightly. "Anyway, I... well, I've been cursed, right? According to the order, I'm at the end of the queue. I can't just stay in the White Shadow Palace all day and wait to die... Don't you think so?" Good guy. Hitzfeld's brows jumped. He was addicted to spinach and came out to gamble on football, and then he blamed Yingshi for what he had said.
She really didn't believe it. Even if Shadow Lion was ultimately powerless to handle the case, could the royal family really just let Teni die at home? Xia Yibing's face turned slightly darker. She also understood that the other party was trying to shirk responsibility. But based on the identities and positions of both parties, she had to take the blame. After all, Shadow Lion is an institution directly under the royal family. Prince Tenize is a strong contender to be the next king. Failure to protect his safety would be a huge dereliction of duty for Shadow Lion. "Oh!" Suddenly, Teni seemed to remember something, took out a gold-plated pocket watch and took a look at it, then immediately shook his head and sighed: "The deadline for the follow-up bet has passed..."