On the evening of the 20th of August, it was a rainy day.

Shao Lao took Mary's hand to reminisce. At this moment, Shao Lao is not a strong criminal policeman, and Mary is not a strong hacker. The two are just old people over fifty years old. However, Mary is fifty years old, but her personality has not changed, which makes Lao Shao feel that there are some things that time really can't take away.

Mary said naughty: "I said, Comrade Shao, don't do it when you are sixty years old, come and join our mouth earlier, he said that he was sick at home and wanted to be with you for a long time. Let's go for a drink together."

Old Shao sighed again and again and said, "I was going to find you a month ago, but unfortunately, there are still many things that I can't walk away from. After this matter is over, I will definitely look for you. Yours."

Mary smiled and said, "You said the same ten years ago. You don't have a mission. I finally got to retire, and now I have something to do."

Shao Lao smiled bitterly: "Then it seems that my life is a life of hard work."

A few hours after Mary got on the plane, the clouds in the sky were so heavy that it finally stopped raining.

In the car, Captain Li asked, "Old Shao, what should we do next?"

Shao Lao yawned and said slowly, "Let's stay at the city bureau today, and take me to the airport tomorrow."

At this moment, Shao Lao's cell phone rang. Shao Lao looked at it and saw that the phone number that was called was a string of garbled characters. This kind of number looked like a fraudulent call, and Shao Lao hung up the phone without even thinking about it. But after Mr. Shao hung up, the series of numbers actually called again, and this time the number was different from the last time.

Shao Lao realized that this was not accidental, so this inexplicable phone number must be looking for himself.

But his cell phone number is kept secret and few people know it. That Guan Deng is a rare and powerful hacker, so knowing his own number is also excusable, is this also a hacker?

After thinking for a moment, Shao Lao answered the phone: "Who?"

On the opposite side came an electronically synthesized voice: "Let's play a game."

"game?"

Hearing these two words, a string in Shao Lao's mind immediately tightened. Twenty years ago, Shao Lao heard these two words from a dangerous person, and this sentence was almost The pronoun for that person. Twenty years later, when he heard this sentence again, could there be another Wu Zui?

"What do you want to do." Shao Lao straight to the point.

But the other side seemed to have no voice, and the other side hung up the phone.

Shao Lao immediately sent these two strings of numbers to Guan Deng, wanting to see if Guan Deng, the most powerful hacker, could find out something from this string of numbers. But it is a pity that it is absolutely impossible to find out who the person behind is based on these two numbers. Guan Deng was very honest, and directly sent a text message to tell Mr. Shao.

Shao Lao looked at Captain Li, and then reluctantly called back, and found that it was an empty number.

Looks like something is about to happen again.

Thinking of this, Shao Laoyi dialed the numbers of the members of the task force and told them to be ready at any time.

At the same time, a gray-haired old man in a wheelchair also answered the phone. The old man had a lot of age spots on his hands, and his hands were trembling.

"It's starting." The man on the phone said.

The old man didn't speak, he slowly put down the phone, his already cloudy eyes stared blankly at the willow standing upright outside the window, silently watching.

The game begins.

At noon on August 21, the sky was clear and the sun was high.

The sun drenched the asphalt road very hot, and it seemed that a little oil would be able to roast meat on the spot. But there are still people coming and going on the street, and everyone's face is greasy, and it seems that a liter of sweat can flow from one step.

Four or five old men were sitting under a tree, watching the traffic on the street. This road is not very wide. There are cars, bicycles and pedestrians on one road. From time to time, there will be curses. Either the pedestrians insult the driver, or the driver insults the pedestrians.

An old man in a red vest and black shorts stood up. He put the straw hat on his head gently on the ground, and pressed a fan in his hand on the hat. There was a plastic cup hanging on his wrist. He unscrewed the lid and took a few sips of tea. He also put the plastic cup aside. Finally, he took off the sunglasses hanging on his eyes.

He confidently touched the few remaining strands of his hair, and all the old men around him could see that Old Wang's head was about to go into battle lightly.

Ding Derun, who was sitting on the side, shook his head, shook the fan in his hand, and said slowly, "Old Wangtou, I'm sure you can't succeed."

Old Wang shook his head, and the sun shone brightly on the top of his head.

Lao Wangtou said, "I don't believe I can't make it."

The old man said, "Bet fifty bucks."

So the two made a bet.

Old Wangtou snorted coldly and walked to the side of the street. He stood on the side of the street and looked left and right, as if he was looking for someone. Pedestrians on the road were shoulder-to-shoulder, and it was extremely hot, but Lao Wang's head was unmoved after all. After waiting for a few minutes, Lao Wangtou finally made his move.

Like a cheetah, Lao Wang's head sprinted forward, and not far away was a slow-moving red BMW. Lao Wangtou was secretly delighted, this red BMW is the best target, such a car is either driven by a rich woman or a junior, and such people are the people who don't like to cause trouble.

"It's you." Lao Wang's head appeared four meters away from the BMW, and then he lay on the ground with an "ah" sound.

In order to show the truth, Lao Wangtou's scream was very hard. This is the scream after he learned the tenor. With this scream, Old Man Wang also lay on the ground. At this time, the BMW hurriedly braked, but it also stopped firmly in front of Lao Wangtou.

Pedestrians on the road were attracted by this painful scream, and everyone saw an old man in front of the red BMW car.

"Bumped!" shouted the good man.

"It's a female driver again." Someone said.

This time Lao Wangtou's acting is perfect, maybe Oscar owes him a golden statue. But such a perfect performance did not last long. As Ding Derun said before, he will fail again this time. Howling in pain for only a few seconds, Lao Wang stood up from the ground with a carp hit.

The old man who stood up seemed to show that he was not injured, but he was jumping up and down on the side of the street, like a tireless child.

"This old man's body is really good!" Someone couldn't help sighing.

"The old man's character is really good, and he doesn't deceive people!" Someone also praised.

The female BMW driver started the accelerator and left, not forgetting to greet the eighteenth generation of the old man's ancestors.

Old Wangtou walked back with a helpless expression.

Several old men asked one after another: "What's the matter, that acting is good, why did you get up?"

The old man touched his ass~stock: "He~mum~ burnt me to death."

The temperature of the ground is extremely high, like an oven. People can no longer bear the scorching of the earth after lying on the ground for a few seconds. After saying this, everyone suddenly realized that they laughed from time to time. Only the old man Ding Derun, who was sitting among the few people, smiled and said nothing. He had long expected this result.

The old man put on his sunglasses, took a sip of tea, and then stretched out his hand.

Lao Wangtou didn't break the bill, and put fifty yuan in Laodingtou's hands.

The old man asked the old man.

Old Dingtou laughed and said: "Three hundred and sixty lines are the champions, no matter which line you do, you must grasp the rules of this line and find the core of this line. In fact, I'm not that great, I just put everyone Coffee time is spent touching porcelain."

Having said that, Lao Dingtou stood up abruptly, turned his head and left, leaving behind his own back to the admirers, unrestrained and unrestrained.

The old man Ding Derun is sixty-three years old this year. His hair has already fallen out, and his head is a big light bulb, shining brightly and dazzling people's eyes. Walking on the road, Ding Derun sighed from time to time. At this age, his career can still bloom, and he can be regarded as self-sufficient for retired old people.

Ding Derun is a worker in a private car repair factory. He has no pension after retirement. His family is very tight. His son works in a big city and only earns 6,000 yuan a month. This is in a first-tier city. Basically, there is no salary. After paying the rent, there is almost nothing left. It is also a month of shrinking and dieting.

On that day, Ding Derun saw a piece of news on TV that after a luxury car hit the old man, he would pay tens of millions of dollars.

It's just a small scrolling news that hardly anyone sees. But the minded Ding Derun found a business opportunity from this news. In his life, he could not earn 10 million even if he tried his best, but as long as he was hit by a luxury car, he could immediately get 10 million in compensation.

No matter how expensive the medical expenses are, it is still one million, and the remaining nine million can buy more than a dozen houses in my hometown. At that time, I can let my son come back, and I can live on the rent alone, and I don’t need it at all. Went to work outside.

From that day on, Ding Derun resolutely embarked on a road to touch porcelain.

As with any line, the beginning is difficult. At the beginning, Ding Derun looked at the cars coming and going. He didn't know when he should get out, and he didn't know how to pretend to be in pain, but fortunately, Ding Derun loves learning, and he studied hard in various videos. Touch porcelain skills and increase your knowledge.

Ding Derun has an ability that others do not have, that is, Ding Derun is a car mechanic. He has repaired countless cars in his life, including some good cars. Ding Derun can estimate the braking distance of the vehicle, which makes Ding Derun almost never in the car. Injured in touching porcelain.

A year later, Ding Derun discovered that he was born to touch porcelain. From then on, Ding Derun, who retired, started to touch porcelain.

In the past ten years, Ding Derun has practiced his skills and earned a lot of money. He purchased a 100-square-meter house here as a marriage room for his son.

A year or two ago, Ding Derun attracted a lot of apprentices due to his superb skills. The old people who just sat around were Ding Derun's apprentices. These people had to pay Ding Derun a thousand yuan in tuition every month.

This is more than ten times the amount of money Ding Derun made when he was a car mechanic before.