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

The uproar on the internet has not only shocked netizens.

This storm immediately attracted the attention of high-level officials.

After all, this involves the gambling industry landscape of that special area of ​​Okinawa.

This is an extremely sensitive topic.

at this time.

imperial capital.

Inside a building.

High-ranking officials at the University of Tokyo also received this astonishing news.

Several generals carrying gold stars on their shoulders, along with heads of relevant departments, have arrived here overnight.

An intelligence center located several underground floors.

The intelligence agencies are operating at high speed.

Hundreds of technicians sat at their workstations, their hands rapidly typing on keyboards.

Lines of code and data streams flashed on the screen.

Internet experts are tracing the source of this trending topic.

The identity verification system is also running simultaneously.

They quickly found out who this much-discussed "son of the God of Gamblers" really was.

The identity information was immediately locked.

That was Li Mo'an, a popular artist under Jiaxing Entertainment.

Following this clue.

The technical team began searching deeper into the internal archives.

Permissions are passed up the hierarchy.

Until the highest level of security in the system was triggered.

That's an area that even provincial department heads aren't authorized to access.

Verification was performed using both fingerprints and iris scans.

At the same time, the sealed files were retrieved.

The truth about the incident thirty years ago has finally come to light.

The identity of the God of Gamblers has also been identified.

The head of the intelligence section looked at the papers coming out of the printer.

He swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

This veteran intelligence officer felt that his worldview had been greatly shaken.

upstairs.

The door to the top-secret conference room was pushed open.

A confidential secretary strode in.

then.

A top-secret file was placed on the round table.

The high-ranking officials present all reached out and picked up the documents in front of them.

They opened the cover.

Looking at the information about Li Mo'an's father, Li Jiajun.

The room was completely quiet, with only the rustling sound of papers turning.

After reading it, all the senior executives looked at each other in bewilderment.

The expressions on everyone's faces were quite interesting.

They had certainly heard of this pillar who dedicated his life to the military-industrial complex.

That was the chief engineer who led the development of many important national defense weapons back then.

He is one of the top figures in the scientific research community at Southeast University.

In everyone's preconceived notion.

These older generation of key scientific researchers are all introverted.

For the sake of the nation's rise, these are the old predecessors who were willing to live in anonymity and endure hardship in the deep mountains and forests.

But after looking at this resume...

They then discovered that this senior's behavior was completely different from the venerable and respected image they had previously imagined.

This is hardly the stereotypical, old-fashioned scientist.

This person is completely unpredictable.

Because this senior is similar to his son, Li Mo'an.

Evil door!

This is really weird!

A senior executive put down the documents in his hand.

He held his forehead.

His expression revealed extreme helplessness.

He said, half-laughing and half-crying, "How could it not be eerie?"

The executive pointed to a few lines of text on the page.

"Take a look at this resume."

"You're a top researcher in the military-industrial complex, and you go on vacation to Okinawa."

"This was originally intended to relieve research pressure and allow me to relax and unwind."

"As a result, they don't buy luxury goods or visit scenic spots."

"They actually went and directly rectified the gambling industry on Okushima Island."

The others present shook their heads repeatedly upon hearing this.

I was speechless for a moment.

"What comes next is even more outrageous."

The executive took a sip of tea, his tone becoming increasingly strange.

"He's sweeping through major casinos over there using mathematical models."

"Let those bookmakers lose everything, down to their last pants."

"Then a completely new set of rules was established."

"Even after that."

"He was also conducting research on national strategic equipment at the same time."

"Remotely controlling a few people he selected."

"They've created a global international gambling empire!"

"That's incredibly audacious!"

The words fell.

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

The air became quiet.

Everyone thought it sounded like a complete fantasy.

A military industry tycoon whose mind is full of advanced mathematics and aerodynamics.

Surprisingly, it happened during his spare time.

They ran off to those filthy, money-grubbing dens that devour people without spitting out their bones.

With his brain, comparable to a supercomputer, he unilaterally outsmarted the bookmakers at the gambling table.

They fought their way out with their bare hands.

He even left behind a few of his former subordinates, who then built a vast business empire.

"The God of Gamblers is actually that venerable elder of the loyal and heroic Li family?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This stark contrast in identity is chilling.

Followed by.

Others turned their attention to the latter half of the file.

That's a report on Li Mo'an's recent itinerary.

The man asked worriedly, "Why did this kid from the Li family go to Macau to challenge King Ho?"

Recalling all the things this kid has done since his debut.

Everyone was also having a headache.

"We went to film a slow-paced rural variety show, and we actually dug up an aerial bomb in the ground."

"I went to film a public legal education video, but I ended up knocking out a wanted criminal with a brick."

"Go abroad to film a movie, and casually overthrow the warlord forces there."

"And now?"

"They think domestic variety shows aren't challenging enough, so they go to places like Oklahoma City to challenge Ho Ka-fai."

"This kid's just like his father! He's even more of a troublemaker than his dad!"

The former executive sighed helplessly.

"So, what's the explanation for this situation?"

He raised this most crucial question.

It's important to understand that the gambling industry in Okushima must be controlled by the He family.

This is beneficial for management.

Although Ho Ka-fai has a questionable past, he has been very obedient and well-behaved over the years.

There is a family that holds this position.

Foreign hot money and all sorts of shady underground forces can't get in.

No outsiders shall be allowed to interfere and disrupt this balance.

but.

The one who deliberately challenged the He family was Li Mo'an.

Li Mo'an was the only son of a family full of loyal martyrs.

The higher-ups had already given a strict order that it must be given special protection.

Not a single hair can be missing.

It cannot be touched.

The meeting room fell silent.

The higher-ups are all thinking about countermeasures.

They wanted to find a way to maintain stability on Ordos without harming this last remaining lifeline.

Time passed by, second by second.

"Or should we wait and see?"

A senior general suggested.

He leaned back in his chair and offered his opinion.

"Let's wait and see."

The general looked at the documents in his hand.

"I know about Lao He's gambling skills."

"Having spent most of his life working his way up in Okinawa, he's got real skills."

"We've only known this little guy from the Li family for a few days."

"Even if he wrote some character biographies for acting and learned some superficial techniques online."

"Is it even possible for us to defeat them?"

Everyone present nodded in agreement.

Everyone thought this analysis made a lot of sense.

Gambling skills rely on years of practical experience and muscle memory.

This is definitely not something a novice actor could master in just a few days.

This is like an amateur enthusiast challenging a professional boxer.

The result was absolutely predictable.

Once Li Mo'an loses at the gambling table, the matter will naturally be resolved.

Once he's lost enough, he'll naturally go back to the film crew and start shooting.

There is absolutely no need for official intervention.

Ultimately, the top leaders reached a consensus.

The decision was made not to interfere.

At this time.

online.

Discussions about this epic gamble continue to heat up.

Some in-depth bloggers, with the official authorities' deliberate leniency, have unearthed events from thirty years ago.

A well-known blogger in the digital world.

Sitting in my own studio.

I originally just wanted to ride the wave of popularity and do some casual research.

As a result, when he tried to search for old news from thirty years ago in several internal forums...

However, it was discovered that those sensitive terms that should have been blocked were allowed to pass through without any issues.

There was no system blocking notification.

The blogger immediately realized that this was a huge wave of traffic.

They collected materials overnight.

The remaining records from those old Hong Kong newspapers, as well as some underworld legends circulating in the streets.

All of them were compiled and edited together.

After several hours of hard work, a high-quality short video was produced.

The video garnered over 100,000 views as soon as it was released.

Netizens flocked to the comments section.

They explained science in the videos.

In the video, the blogger's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Family members, you'll never guess what I've found out!"

"About the son of the God of Gamblers who challenged King Ho."

"His father was the mysterious dragon who stirred up a storm on Ao Island thirty years ago!"

The video showed a series of blurry old newspaper clippings.

"In fact, many gambling movies are based on this God of Gamblers!"

"Back then, screenwriters in Hong Kong wrote those classic scripts after watching his actions at the gambling table."

"He single-handedly reformed the gambling industry in Oklahoma City."

"Make those arrogant bookmakers submit to your authority."

Accompanied by rousing background music.

The blogger then provided a final summary.

"It's because of that man's existence."

"It has set an insurmountable standard for the title 'God of Gamblers'!"