I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

"That's with interest added," the big man explained.

Lin Chen nodded: "Then pay back the fifty thousand. I'll have Wang Jian send the money to you in three days."

"Okay, okay, whatever Mr. Lin says is what we will do." The big man agreed quickly.

"Then we'll leave first. See you in three days." After saying that, the group left in shame.

The room suddenly became quiet. Old Man Wang and Wang Jian were still in shock.

"Mr. Lin, you are so awesome!" Liu Ying said excitedly.

"We just happened to know each other." Lin Chen waved his hand and looked at Wang Jian. "Now, can you tell me how on earth did you end up owing this fifty thousand yuan?"

Wang Jian lowered his head and spoke after a long while: "I...I lost in the mahjong parlor."

"Mahjong parlor?" Lin Chen frowned. "Do you go there often?"

"Not really. A while ago, a few friends asked me to go out and play, saying it was just a small fight. I didn't expect..."

"Friends?" Lin Chen keenly sensed something. "What kind of friends?"

Wang Jian thought for a moment and said, "They're colleagues I used to work with. We have a good relationship. They said that the mahjong parlor is very legitimate and nothing will happen."

Lin Chen and Old Man Wang looked at each other and both felt that things were not that simple.

"Jian'er, tell me honestly, what happened?" Old Man Wang asked seriously.

"At first, it was just a small game, with only a few dozen yuan per round. But then those friends said a big boss wanted to play with us, with a thousand yuan per round." Wang Jian's voice became quieter as he spoke. "I thought I had good skills and should be able to win money, but... "

"You ended up losing 50,000 in one night?" Lin Chen asked.

"Yes." Wang Jian nodded. "I felt something was wrong at the time, but I had already lost so much, so I thought maybe I could make a comeback in the next round..."

Lin Chen had already made up his mind: "Have you ever mentioned your family situation? For example, do you have any valuables?"

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment: "It seems...it seems that he did say that there are some old medicinal herbs at home, and there is also a thousand-year-old ginseng..."

"Sure enough!" Lin Chen clapped his hands, "You've been set up!"

"Set up a trap?" Wang Jian and Old Man Wang both looked confused.

"They're after your thousand-year-old ginseng," Lin Chen explained. "They'll lure you in with a small profit, then, when you mention you have a treasure, they'll set you up to lose money. Finally, they'll force you to pay off your debt with the ginseng."

Liu Ying also thought it made sense: "Lin Chen's analysis is correct. I've seen this kind of routine on TV."

But Wang Jian shook his head. "Impossible! They're all old friends of mine. I've known them for years. They wouldn't cheat me. Plus, I'm very knowledgeable about mahjong. If someone's cheating, I can tell right away."

"Really?" Lin Chen smiled. "Then do you dare to take me to see it?"

"Where to go?"

"Let's go to that mahjong parlor. I want to see with my own eyes how they cheat."

Wang Jian hesitated: "But I have no money..."

"I'll pay." Lin Chen said, "Just think of it as teaching you a lesson."

Old Man Wang said worriedly, "Mr. Lin, is this too dangerous?"

"It's okay, I know what's going on." Lin Chen comforted him, "Besides, if we don't find out the truth now, someone else will be fooled in the future."

The three of them discussed it and decided to go to the mahjong parlor that night. Liu Ying wanted to go with them, but Lin Chen refused and told her to wait for news at Old Man Wang's house.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Chen and Wang Jian arrived at a mahjong parlor in a village in the city. It was a very unremarkable shop with only a sign that said "Tea House" hanging at the door.

As soon as I entered the door, someone came up to me and said, "Hey, Wang Jian, how come you have time to come today?"

"Brother Zhang." Wang Jian greeted him awkwardly.

Brother Zhang is a middle-aged man in his forties. He looks very energetic, but there is a cunning look in his eyes.

"Who is this?" Brother Zhang looked at Lin Chen.

"My friend, Lin Chen." Wang Jian introduced.

"Welcome, welcome. Once you're here, we're friends." Brother Zhang shook hands warmly. "I'm lucky today. I'm short of a player. Want to play a couple of games?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Okay, but my skills are not good, please go easy on me."

"Haha, it's okay, we're just having fun."

Soon, the four of them sat down at the mahjong table. Besides Brother Zhang, there were two other people Lin Chen had never met before: Li Ming and Zhao Qiang, both of whom looked like veterans.

"Old rules, two hundred per game?" asked Brother Zhang.

"Okay." Lin Chen agreed.

The game started. Lin Chen played cards while carefully observing the other three players' movements.

The first few games were normal, with everyone winning and losing. But starting from the fifth game, Lin Chen noticed something unusual.

When Zhang Ge shuffled the cards, his movements were very skillful, and there were always some unnecessary little movements. More importantly, there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the three of them, and they often communicated information through subtle gestures.

In the tenth round, Lin Chen deliberately made a small move, put his mobile phone under the table, and turned on the recording function.

"Wang Jian, you have good luck today." Zhao Qiang said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's rare to win money." Wang Jian did win a few hundred yuan and seemed very happy.

But Lin Chen knew that this was just raising fish.

Sure enough, starting from the 15th round, Wang Jian started losing continuously. And his losses were strange. Every time he was close to winning, he would always be intercepted by others.

In the 20th round, Lin Chen finally saw through their tactics.

When dealing the cards, Brother Zhang used clever finger movements to replace the pre-prepared cards. Li Ming and Zhao Qiang were responsible for telling Brother Zhang which cards to deal through gestures.

"Interesting." Lin Chen smiled secretly in his heart.

Just as Wang Jian lost another round and was about to continue, Lin Chen suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" asked Brother Zhang.

Lin Chen stood up and walked over to Brother Zhang: "Boss Zhang, how many years have you been practicing this technique?"

Zhang Ge's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"My point is very simple." Lin Chen took out his phone and played the video he had just recorded. "Take a look at this."

The video clearly shows the process of Brother Zhang changing cards. Although the movements were very fast, they could still be seen clearly in slow motion.

The atmosphere at the scene froze instantly.

"Is there anything else to say?" Lin Chen looked at the three of them.

Zhang Ge knew that the truth had been revealed, so he simply stopped pretending: "You're pretty good. We were the ones who cheated, so what?"

"How is it?" Lin Chen smiled. "It's very simple. Return the money to Wang Jian, and then let this matter be over."

"You wish!" Zhao Qiang stood up. "Where do you think this place is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, five or six strong men came out and blocked the door.

"Boy, since you've figured it out, don't even think about leaving here alive." Li Ming said with a sly smile, "As for Wang Jian, either bring me the ginseng from your home, or..."