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

The capital of Yunnan Province.

Inside an office of the Economic Crime Investigation Department.

A deputy director in his fifties was sitting at the table.

He looked at a document on the desktop.

He frowned deeply.

The reason he frowned was because of the one-eyed gambling god who had been detected by the system.

That is, Zhang Changhai.

The other party's registered residence is in their provincial capital.

Furthermore, Zhang Changhai's name has always been on the economic crime investigation department's list of key targets.

This deputy director was a key member of the provincial economic crime investigation system.

I just received some news from the transportation system.

He learned that the other person had bought a train ticket to go to another city.

I immediately became alert.

There was no delay.

He immediately picked up the phone from the table.

I called the other party using my personal cell phone.

Just ask this old guy what he's going to do.

Why did this deputy director address the other person as "old buddy"?

There's a story behind this.

Because when I was young.

He and his partner went through a period of love and hate.

Zhang Changhai at that time.

They were full of vigor and high spirits.

The other party was a rising star in the gambling world who shocked the entire gambling industry at the time.

They were extremely popular in the underground community.

Relying on his superb card counting skills, he was almost invincible.

He even arrogantly gave himself the title of "God of Gamblers".

His behavior was extremely arrogant.

And at that time, he was the deputy director.

He was just a grassroots police officer responsible for investigating such cases.

He was a police officer.

They investigated day and night at the time.

They focused all their efforts on Zhang Changhai, wanting to bring him to justice.

However, Zhang Changhai is a very clever man, and he is meticulous in his work.

This led to him being unable to find conclusive evidence.

Every action was always a step behind the other party.

later.

As time went by.

The other party was also very successful in the underworld.

They made a lot of money.

However, due to his youthful arrogance, he called himself the God of Gamblers.

This is a high-profile approach.

This made many people dislike him.

Those veterans who had been in the gambling world for many years felt that their status was being challenged.

then.

Those colleagues who disliked him joined forces.

They had been secretly planning this for a long time.

They set up a deadly trap.

Please let Zhang Changhai fall into the trap.

Zhang Changhai was arrogant and didn't take these people seriously at all.

He accepted the challenge without hesitation.

As a result, in that game...

He was hit by a series of scams.

It was a series of traps, designed specifically to exploit his character weaknesses.

then.

In this earth-shattering showdown.

He, who had never lost, was defeated.

They lost miserably.

And that bet was set up.

The chips are not just the cash on the table.

And it's a life-or-death gamble!

After losing the bet.

Those people wanted to kill him.

It was he who led the team to arrive in time.

They forcibly broke into the scene.

They kicked open the iron gate.

But when he rushed in...

This was Zhang Changhai, a gambling genius who called himself the God of Gamblers at the time.

One of his eyes has already been gouged out.

He lay dying in a pool of blood.

He immediately called an ambulance.

They rushed the person to the hospital for emergency treatment.

To save the other person's life.

He could be considered to have saved the other party's life.

And then.

Zhang Changhai was sentenced to prison after recovering from his injuries.

After the other party has served their full sentence and been released.

His personality changed drastically, and he became taciturn.

Just stay obediently in the provincial capital.

He would also occasionally take some time to chat with the other person.

Let's chat about everyday things.

On the one hand, it's to check on the current situation of their old rival.

On the other hand, they were also afraid that the other party would not be able to resist the temptation and would go astray again.

After all, with such excellent skills, it's easy for someone to take shortcuts.

Over the years, a strange tacit understanding has developed between the two.

And just now.

When he called to ask what the other person was going to do with the tickets.

The other person on the other end of the phone seemed a bit hesitant.

He spoke haltingly, completely lacking his usual frankness.

He only vaguely said that he was going to visit relatives.

Based on years of criminal investigation experience.

In addition, there's an understanding of this old rival's personality.

He understood what the other person was thinking right away.

Zhang Changhai is an orphan and has no relatives at all.

This is a clumsy lie.

It's clearly a cover-up for one's true thoughts.

The other party definitely wants to go to another place to resume their old business.

At this time.

He sat at his desk, frowning.

He was racking his brains trying to figure out what had triggered this old friend who had been so well-behaved for so many years.

Why is he now considering a comeback?

This doesn't fit his current personality.

The deputy director was making plans in his mind.

"He's already lost an eye and spent so many years in prison."

That sharp edge should have been worn down long ago.

Several possible reasons came to mind for the deputy director.

However, after thinking about it for a long time...

Because we had very few clues.

He couldn't come up with any reasonable motive.

This happened so suddenly.

It's baffling.

but.

He pinched the bridge of his nose.

He was thinking about it secretly.

We must mobilize manpower recently to pay close attention to the other party's movements.

........................................

after a while.

The afterglow of the evening sun bathed the earth.

The last rays of the setting sun dyed the sky orange.

At this time, Mushroom Village.

Smoke rose from the village chimneys.

An old man with a hunched back.

I followed the path at the entrance of the village back to my home.

He walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

then.

It's dinnertime.

Several plates of green vegetables and a bowl of hot soup were placed on the table in the main room.

The family sat down at the table for a meal.

But his son at home started berating him with a face full of resentment.

So this is the old man.

His name is Lao Niu Tou'er, and his surname is Niu.

He was one of the old men who were arrested for gambling a couple of days ago by Officer Zhang and his team!

They played a couple of rounds on a whim that day.

He was arrested on the spot by the police.

Because the offense was relatively minor and the amount of money involved was not large.

He was released that same day after the facts were verified.

But he felt that going to jail at his age was unacceptable.

That's so embarrassing.

I'm too ashamed to go back to my village and see anyone.

I was afraid of being laughed at by those gossipy neighbors.

He then hid and stayed at his daughter's house for two days.

I want to lay low over there for a while.

However, he felt very constrained at the girl's house.

Although the daughter and son-in-law are very filial, serving good wine and food at every meal.

But he always felt a little restrained.

You have to change into clean slippers before going to the toilet, and you're embarrassed to turn the TV volume up too loud.

It's not as comfortable as staying at home.

After all, there's an old saying that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl.

That's not my real home.

and so.

He returned by bus this afternoon.

But I never expected that after this trip...

I was sitting at the dining table, and had only taken one bite of rice.

He was even scolded by his own son in front of him.

The son put down his rice bowl.

His brows furrowed into a knot.

Looking at the old bullhead across from him.

"Dad, you've really made our family famous in the village this time."

The son patiently and earnestly tried to persuade him.

"I received a call from the village chief at the factory today, and it scared me so much my legs went weak."

Old Niu kept his head down, picking at the white rice in his bowl, without saying a word.

The son sighed and continued.

"Our family has always been honest and upright people."

"My wife and I work outside and send you living expenses every month. You also have your own pension."

"You have no worries about food or clothing, so it would be nice for you to take a stroll around now and then."

"Why would you want to get involved with that kind of stuff?"

The son slapped his thigh.

It made a sound.

They said he was quite old.

"Back when my family was poor."

"You work in the fields from dawn till dusk every day, and you've never even touched a card table."

How come I didn't have this bad habit when I was young and worked so hard?

Why do we develop bad habits when we get old?