Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Various locations within Tokyo University.

Although the older members of the group were not directly visited by the police to offer their condolences.

But they also face the same lockdown.

That old man nicknamed the One-Eyed God of Gamblers.

Zhang Changhai.

After reading the short biography in the group, I felt like I had finally received rain after a long drought.

Without the slightest hesitation, he set off directly from home.

He only brought a simple canvas duffel bag containing two sets of clothes and all his bank cards.

I hurried out of the residential area and hailed a taxi.

He plans to go to another city.

Because he had too many acquaintances in the area, and his old buddy from the Economic Crime Investigation Division was keeping a close eye on him, he had no room to maneuver.

Once you reach the southern border or a large place like Okinawa.

Using the top-notch techniques learned from the biography.

He was confident that he could win back all the glory he had lost.

After half an hour.

The taxi stopped in front of the square of the provincial capital's railway station.

Zhang Changhai, carrying his luggage, walked into the waiting hall.

The lobby was bustling with people, and information about various train routes was scrolling across electronic screens.

But I just went to the train station.

While standing in line at the ticket window.

His heart was still beating very fast.

It was finally his turn.

He stepped forward and handed his second-generation ID card into the slot at the ticket window.

I'm planning to buy a ticket and go to another city to make a big splash.

The ticket seller took the ID card and placed it on the reader.

A "beep" sound.

In that very instant.

The phone in his pocket rang.

The sudden ringing of the bell shattered Zhang Changhai's sweet dream.

He took out his old phone and glanced at it.

The number flashing on the screen belonged to the deputy director of the provincial capital's economic crime investigation department.

Zhang Changhai's expression changed instantly.

He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"Old Zhang, take your ID card back and go home."

The calm voice of an old acquaintance came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't go to other places."

Upon hearing this...

Zhang Changhai's hand, which was holding the phone, froze in mid-air.

He glanced at the ticket seller inside the glass window.

To know.

These are high-profile ex-convicts with dangerous gambling skills.

The name had already been entered into the police's big data network.

They will all be closely monitored by the official system.

Even if it means leaving the local area and going to another province.

As long as your identity information is used to purchase a ticket at any transportation hub.

The system will immediately trigger an alert.

They will be subject to key monitoring and interception by big data.

Zhang Changhai sighed.

He knew he was trapped with no way out.

That urge to wreak havoc seemed utterly powerless in the face of this tight technological network.

He silently took his ID card back from the ticket seller, turned around and left the window.

at the same time.

And that gambling king from Northwest China is still serving his sentence in prison.

Chen Sihai.

The screen in front of him suddenly flickered, then returned to a uniform locked screen.

The computer room's usage time has come.

So he turned off the computer.

Stand up and push the plastic chair back into place.

They lined up and walked out.

The corridor was dimly lit, and the walls were painted a plain white.

He was in the team at that moment.

Head down.

They moved forward with steady steps.

But his brain was in a state of extreme excitement.

My mind was completely absorbed in devising a route.

He was drawing a floor plan of the prison in his mind.

They were calculating the time difference for the change of guards among the armed police at each post.

I was thinking about how to escape from prison.

The endgame strategy described in that short biography made him feel that his current IQ was far beyond that of ordinary people.

If you can get a piece of wire, or create some chaos while working on the farm.

He was confident he could escape this hellish place.

He didn't want to waste any more of his precious time on the sewing machine.

result.

Reality is often much harsher than imagination.

He had just followed the team out of the corridor where the computer room was located.

A man in a police uniform walked towards us.

Before he could even complete that grand escape plan in his mind...

"Chen Sihai, step forward."

A majestic voice rang out from the front of the group.

He was immediately called to the office for a talk by the correctional officer.

The instructor knew that this gambling king from the Northwest was a former gambling master.

As a gambling master who once commanded respect and influence.

Chen Sihai can be said to know a little about all sorts of techniques.

They also possess strong learning abilities and exceptional logical thinking skills.

Such highly intelligent ex-convicts can be extremely destructive if they harbor malicious intentions.

Therefore, he is also a key person under surveillance in this prison.

Just in the last two days.

With his keen professional skills, the instructor had been secretly keeping an eye on Chen Sihai.

After leaving the computer room today.

The instructor spotted the problem immediately.

It was discovered that Chen Sihai seemed to be experiencing some unusual emotional fluctuations.

To prevent problems before they occur.

The instructor promptly called the other party in for a talk.

Inside the office.

Chen Sihai sat on the wooden chair opposite the desk.

The instructor, holding a teacup, tapped the table and asked him if he had been carrying too much mental burden lately.

And the instructor's series of words.

That immediately calmed him down.

He listened to the instructor's seemingly caring but actually admonishing words.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

It slid down her cheek.

My gaze passed over the window.

He saw the five-meter-high wall surrounding the high-voltage power grid.

I saw armed police sentries patrolling on the wall.

he thinks.

Damn, what were you thinking just now?

I'm going to break out of prison again?

This is a serious prison where escape is impossible!

So what if you're the best card player in the world?

Bullets don't recognize any of the legendary heroes or martial arts masters.

If the operation fails, they will be caught on the spot.

They face the prospect of an indefinite extension of their prison sentence.

This old man is really going to die in here.

Chen Sihai nodded repeatedly, assuring the instructor that he would absolutely behave himself.

And that's how it is.

These thoughts came after watching "My Life as a Gambler".

The veterans who want to return to their old profession.

When things were just starting to look bad.

They were precisely noticed by the official forces that were constantly monitoring them.

then.

This was accompanied by a series of administrative interventions and talks.

Their attempt to return to the underworld was also extinguished.

Meanwhile, a leader from the Economic Investigation Department in the provincial capital of Yunnan Province frowned.