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

Chapter 234: Aren't they all talented people?

Northwest frontier.

A heavily guarded prison.

The high walls completely isolate this place from the outside world.

The barbed wire on the wall gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the afternoon sunlight.

The environment here is oppressive.

There was an air of solemnity that could not be violated.

Inside the prison.

We passed through a series of heavy iron gates.

At the end of the corridor was a spacious computer room.

Dozens of desktop computers were neatly arranged inside.

The host computer was emitting a low humming sound.

Dozens of inmates dressed in white and blue striped prison uniforms were sitting in their respective seats.

Some were clicking the mouse.

Some were slowly typing on the keyboard.

Prison guards patrolled back and forth in the corridor.

In the most inconspicuous corner of this computer room.

A thin, middle-aged man was sitting there.

He had a buzz cut that met the regulations.

His temples were gray.

Those eyes, hidden deep in their sockets, possessed an unusual sharpness.

His name is Chen Sihai.

but.

More than a decade ago, people respectfully called him the "Gambling King of Northwest China".

Chen Sihai is indeed serving his sentence.

He has spent many years behind those high walls.

However, in recent years, prison management has become more humane.

In order to enable these people who have been out of society for a long time to acquire some basic survival skills after their release from prison.

Every week or every few days, the prison authorities would arrange specific leisure and entertainment time for them.

The prisoners can come to this computer room.

Practice some basic computer operations.

originally.

Even if there are such rare opportunities for leisure and entertainment.

The prisoners' internet access is also strictly restricted.

The local area network ports were completely locked.

They can only log in to specific internal URLs.

Watch some educational videos on the topic of popularizing the law.

Or browse some graphic and textual materials on basic vocational skills such as welding and auto repair.

They have no access to the complex and diverse world of the internet.

but.

Chen Sihai, however, was an exception.

As a former gambling king who dominated the gambling industry in Northwest China, he possessed a meticulous mind that was difficult for ordinary people to match.

He is not only good at manipulating people's hearts, but also good at finding loopholes in the rules.

During a chance practical lesson.

Chen Sihai discovered a minor bug in the computer room's network management system.

That was a redundant interface left over due to the local area network firewall not being updated in a timely manner.

For ordinary prisoners, it was just a bunch of incomprehensible error message boxes.

But Chen Sihai was clever enough to use that inconspicuous bug to successfully bypass the internal server's interception.

It is directly connected to the vast external network.

This hidden passage.

It became the only solace he could maintain contact with the world of the past during his monotonous prison sentence.

and so.

Only then could he chat in this QQ group.

This chat group, called "Gambling Movie Enthusiasts," was a circle he painstakingly found where they could exchange business information.

at this time.

He was sitting in the corner of the computer room.

In order not to attract the attention of the prison guards patrolling behind him.

He turned the chat window's transparency to the lowest setting.

It's hidden beneath a document containing a legal education video.

My hands are firmly placed on the plastic keyboard.

Under the guise of taking notes, I was typing on the keyboard.

Chen Sihai's gaze pierced through his graying eyebrows and fixed on the small chat box.

The group is currently buzzing with excitement because of a member who calls himself "the only true god in this group".

Looking at the scrolling messages on the screen...

Initially, he somewhat underestimated this group member.

As a former king, he possessed a deep-seated pride.

In his view, gambling is a profound skill that requires time to gain experience.

These days, any random kid hiding behind a screen, even if he's from a famous school, what skills could he possibly have?

That's it? And you dare to come out and call yourself a god?

It stemmed from the mentality of an older generation wanting to teach a younger generation a lesson.

At that time, he used a business-discussion tone to pose an extremely tricky problem that was actually quite difficult to solve.

Texas Hold'em.

At that time, Chen Sihai typed in a piece of text.

"As the game progressed to the river, a three-card straight of the same suit appeared on the table."

"You only have a small pair, putting you at a significant chip disadvantage."

"And your three opponents' betting pace fluctuated in the earlier rounds."

"In this situation, how can we deduce the specific range of their hole cards based on the known information at the poker table?"

Type the last question mark.

Chen Sihai removed his hands from the keyboard and leaned back slightly.

He was convinced that this question would be enough to shut the arrogant newcomer up completely.

This is by no means a simple arithmetic problem.

It contains a momentary memory of the remaining deck of cards, as well as an in-depth analysis of the opponent's psychological state.

On a real gambling table without computer assistance.

You can't find many people in the entire Dongda University who can sort out their thoughts in half a minute.

however.

Less than ten seconds had passed.

The chat software emitted a soft "beep" sound.

A long reply popped up.

The sender is "the only true god in this group".

Chen Sihai's eyelids twitched slightly, and his gaze immediately focused on the screen.

He initially thought it was just a routine answer.

However, as the reading progressed...

His initially nonchalant demeanor gradually underwent a visible change.

On the screen, Li Mo'an directly presented a ruthless solution to the problem.

"Abandon pure card counting and instead apply pressure through body language."

The other party's words were clear and concise, conveying a calm and emotionless demeanor.

"Intentionally knock over your water glass or stack of chips just as the fourth round of dealing is about to end."

"Use that brief two-second moment of chaos to observe the subconscious actions of the three people opposite."

"When someone gets a strong hand and wants to secure a win, their body's instinctive reaction is to lean forward to protect their chip area."

"And those who bluff will instinctively look at the dealer first."

"By combining their previous fluctuating betting frequency, it's easy to pinpoint who's feeling guilty and who's setting a trap."

Look at this reply.

Chen Sihai sat blankly on the plastic chair.

It felt as if a bolt of lightning had suddenly struck my mind.

He closed his eyes.

Deep in my mind, I'm simulating the scenario the other person has proposed.

The more he simulated it, the faster his heart beat.

this means.

This is a meticulously crafted scheme that seamlessly blends psychology with countless ingenious tricks.

This is not a theory that can be learned from books!

What level of understanding of human nature must one have to come up with such an unbelievable method of exploiting the environment to create a vulnerability in a desperate situation?

Who exactly is this person?

As Chen Sihai pondered this question in his mind, his desire to teach the younger generation a lesson vanished instantly.

He swallowed hard.

Place both hands on the keyboard again.

However, he was still somewhat unconvinced.

He decided to use his ultimate skill, which he had used to make a living in the Northwest.

"And what about the techniques for exchanging cards?"

He typed quickly.

"I have a move called 'Hidden Treasure in the Sleeve,' which uses the muscle contraction at the moment the pulse beats in the wrist to flick the trump card in the palm into the sleeve."

"At the same time, use your middle finger to push out the hidden card."

"The whole process took less than 0.5 seconds. What flaws do you think this move had?"

After the message was sent.

Chen Sihai's finger stopped in mid-air.

This was his closely guarded secret; countless people fell victim to it back then.

He was confident that his move was flawless.

About half a minute later.

Li Mo'an replied.

"The technique and concept are good. But the point of force application in muscle coordination is completely wrong."

The other party's words hit the nail on the head.

"Once the muscles at the wrist pulse point contract, they will inevitably pull on the tendons on the inside of the forearm."

"In the eyes of a true master, even the slightest tremor of the fabric on your forearm is a sign of cheating."

"Your card-switching action was quick, but the preceding action was too obvious."

"If you can shift the force to the second joint of your index finger."

"By using the reverse elastic force of the joints to deliver the card, the traction of the forearm muscles can be completely severed."

"In this way, your sleeve will be absolutely still."

"This is true seamless integration."

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

After reading this text.

Chen Sihai was completely stunned.

Those deep-set eyes were filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously raised his right hand.

As instructed on the screen, concentrate your force on the knuckle of your index finger.

A gentle flick.

really.

My wrist and forearm didn't move at all!

The technical bottleneck that had plagued him for over a decade was suddenly broken through by a single, casually written sentence from the other party!

His forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Sweat trickled down the wrinkles around my eyes, stinging them and making them feel a little sore.

But he didn't even think about wiping it.

Because Li Mo'an's views on some gambling techniques are just too amazing.

It was so awesome that it instilled a deep sense of awe in him.

That's a technological crushing of a lower dimension by a higher one.

It is a radical reconstruction of all of Qianmenba's theories.

Even back then, he was the gambling king who dominated the Northwest.

When faced with these profound theories and practical guidance.

I truly felt like I had learned something.

Chen Sihai slowly withdrew his hands from the keyboard.

He leaned back in the hard iron chair.