Strip Rock-paper-scissors - Police Edition Vide... «WORKING – HACKS»

Lena’s scissors blunted against his rock. A bead of sweat rolled down her temple. She toed off her heavy-duty boots, then her thick socks. The concrete was cold. “Two down,” the Referee said, peeling off his lab coat. Underneath, he wore a neon-green bowling shirt.

The final throw. The air in the arcade was suffocating. Marcus held his breath. Lena locked eyes with the Referee. He’s a pattern player, she realized. Rock, Paper, Scissors, Rock, Paper… he repeats every three. She’d seen him do it. Her last win had been Paper. His last throw had been Scissors. Which meant his next throw would be… Strip Rock-Paper-Scissors - Police Edition Vide...

For the first time, genuine panic flickered in the man’s eyes. He slowly, dramatically, unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop. He was wearing bright purple boxers with cartoon hotdogs on them. Lena did not laugh. She couldn’t. She was one win away. Lena’s scissors blunted against his rock

“Officers,” he said, his voice unnervingly calm. “Welcome to the final level. Your partner, Officer Chen, is in the back room. He’s safe. For now. The door is biometric. It only opens when I input a code. And I will only input that code when one of you defeats me.” The concrete was cold