Poker Mystery: I Turned the Extreme Table

"I was the one responsible for your father's death." Gao Tian slapped the bloody K of Spades in front of Lu Zhe, with the kidnapped Mother Lu and the old judge behind him. "Choose, save your mother, or save this old guy who sentenced your father to death?" Lu Zhe did not move, but his fingertips gently rubbed the 8 of diamonds - it was this picked poker that allowed him to see what the deceased did not say: In the case of the corpse-burning case of a homeless singer, he touched the card and saw the murderer's trembling when holding the card, and overturned the police conclusion in three sentences; In the case of the cleaner who fell from the building, he found out the extremist behind the property manager from the words "Dust on the 5th floor" on the sign; It wasn't until he touched the Jack of Clubs left by his father that he saw clearly the truth of ten years ago: The so-called secret meetings and the so-called 52 unsolved cases are just a trap set up by someone using poker to ensure that all the insiders die without a burial place. "How many times can the recording in the ventilation duct be enough to sentence you to death?" Lu Zhe suddenly laughed and pressed the 8 of diamonds on the table. "Also, the king you just touched is stained with gunpowder residue when you blew up the stronghold." The moment Gao Tian's expression suddenly changed, Lu Zhe had already opened the vent - there was the last game left by his father hidden there: Use 52 cards to spread all sins under the sun. And he wants to be the one who flips the table.