Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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he said. here is a one-shot gamble answer must be produced ... right?" "And it's my guess that we're never going to get the answer by back in '52? They scrabbled for them ("One-Shot") Braun was in the city they finally had to warn the public that if it found anything funny-looking for a year and never pulled up a one that particular week end for Braun. "If you'd admitted that earlier," Anderton said hoarsely, "we'd have from routine—reflecting the unprecedentedly anything from the prob series, Clark? I thought not. On a one-shot gamble of this kind, the 'laws' of chance are no good at all. For that matter, the knew nothing about this until afterward random tables is full of holes—and that a man with a feeling for the essence of a gamble can make a monkey out of chance almost at will. "And if there ever was such a man, Braun is it. That's why I asked all its facts backwards, entering the tale at the pay-off, working back to the hook, and winding up with a "You're out of your mind," Anderton and—play a hunch." ignore the judgment. It was Braun as thought of Braun when the news the gambler hadn't bothered to read what a college student had thought the messenger had been fast, and of him fifteen years ago. He came the others looked him over frankly. to believe that he was aiming at respectability that, getting authorization to spend some of his money on us (our clearance status was then and is now gambler as you could have taken it by design: a black double-breasted suit with a thin vertical stripe, a gray won't make that much difference. casualness. It was only when he opened his mouth that One-Shot Braun was in the suit with him. "Mr. Braun, this is Joan Hadamard, "What's a dump cell?" of failure—an admission that got to find out which—and we want up unexpectedly." Braun's aristocratic eyebrows went you to tell us." "And that means that you were "Try the Geiger." "Nothing, Dr. Hadamard. Could could be a bomb—it could be anything. "Let us do the guessing, Monig. that none of them know anything be automatic." "Sure, but—" to Braun. "As you can see, we're Braun. One throw of the dice—one "It's no good," he said. He took Washington will be kicking itself—or, "Why not?" more likely, some scapegoat—for If I guess wrong—" "Then we're all dead ducks. But Braun wiped his face. "No. You said wasn't going to be reversed should have guessed it, but it had never occurred to me. I looked up at Braun. He was "Please try it anyhow, Mr. Braun—as wrong, the outcome won't be any worse than if you don't try at all." think he knew that he was speaking on the major question. The television that. So—is it a bomb or ain't it? "I told you the truth, Andy. Remember Braun's face was a death mask. along Braun's forehead and his upper crushed in his hand. Anderton said, "Of all the fool—" Slowly, Braun opened his eyes. "Not a thing, Dr. Harris," Monig He stared at us for a moment more—and !" on ULTIMAC's face. "Want me to Braun. If it isn't already too late—" "No, Clark, not yet. I'd rather instead, Or maybe the Commies didn't care squawked. "But Dr. Hadamard, if Or maybe there isn't any egg." "It won't go off. That's the one whether the crew was exposed or not. "Have you taken blood tests?" could they have made a fool mistake like that?" said. "That's right, a dud." Now, at last, Braun wiped his face, to duck out just like that? Remember, "Don't move a man until you get all we know now, evacuating the city may be just what the enemy wants us Or they may want to start a panic for some other reason, any one of fifty possible reasons." "You can't take such a gamble," he said grimly. "There are eight and a half million lives riding on it. I "No, not exactly," I said. "The enemy's responsible for the drop, all the whole pack of you!" "A real drop?" Anderton said. O.K., you'll have to fire us first. It'll can't let you do it." I say, it was too good an opportunity how long it would take us to figure out the nature of the bomb—which A reasonable man would have said we didn't know in detail—after it "Actually, you see, your hunch was We didn't ask you whether or not asked whether it was a bomb or not. You said it was, and you were right." The expression on Braun's face known Braun, briefly and to no was exactly like the one he had worn decision—except that, since his eyes "I might of made the colonel's idea a deadline on the test, Mr. Braun. Obviously, in a real drop we wouldn't For some reason, he had been amused by the brash youngster who'd barged in on him and demanded the lowdown, deadline ran out, we would have "So?" "So we failed the test," I said. "At Braun was in the city over the week In a real drop that would have resulted was real in the waterfront, for he'd gone respectable with a vengeance. He was still a professional gambler, and according to what he had told the Congressional Investigating Committee we'd never risk it. That we did do it in the test was a concession through, Mr. Braun. If a real bomb-drop on horses, the numbers, or shady insurance deals. Nowadays what he did gambles were no longer concentrated the one-shot gamble was the one thing that bailed us out this time. Next time it may save eight million was called investment—mostly in real estate realtors knew him well as the Braun intently, but his impassive his thoughts were running. When he did speak at last, what he said must have seemed insanely "It's funny," he said, "I was "There's always an almost-open conflict this is more important." but people like Braun are or later they crack trying to appease "I'd sooner try to crack a Timkin bearing," I said. "Braun's ten-point money in them to appease his conscience, and if they were to succeed it would double his guilt instead of salving it. It's the same way with the them to 'pay his debt to society'—in other words, they're talismans to keep him out of jail." "Of course it isn't," Joan had said. "The next thing he'll do is go in for She had been right year, Braun had announced the for Braun was an entry into politics I hated to think what Braun's career —or did it? I kept remembering Anderton's challenge: "You can't take such a gamble. There are on it—" That put it up into Braun's most uneducated, power-driven men, he had a memory as good as any machine's. "You never did send me that paper "Yes. I didn't know you knew I Braun chuckled. "I still know a thing or two," he said. "What's the "That I can't tell you over the phone. But it's the biggest gamble there ever was, and I think we need "Yeah, if it's that big. If it ain't, He was silent a moment. Then he Braun." to Braun without stopping to breathe blanked out any possible echo-pip One-Shot Braun?" "Yes. What's he got to do with "Nothing," I said. "But I want gambler on a job like this? He'll just get in the way." I looked toward the television "Nothing's gotten us anywhere," don't even know if that's the egg—the alert out!"

<question>:
What would have happened if Braun gave a different answer to his big question?

<options>:
A The city would be destroyed.
B He would have been out of a new job.
C He would have lost his chance at Congress.
D He would have gotten in trouble for gambling debt.

<answer>:

B