I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 661 - 661 660. Iron-mouthed straight judge_1

Chapter 661: 660. Iron-mouthed straight judge_1 Chapter 661: 660. Iron-mouthed straight judge_1 “Name.”

“Comrade policeman, we’re so familiar with each other, is this necessary?”

“We follow rules here, name.”

“Lu Ban.”

“Gender.”

“Let me think…”

“???”

He Youwu raised his head from the notes, looking at the director in front of him.

On the other side, his colleague Chen Danshen frowned slightly and then spoke.

“Director Lu, we know you’ve worked hard experimenting with props for your films, but this is a residential area after all. Creating explosions like this makes it very difficult for us.”

“I’m sorry.”

Lu Ban apologised sincerely.

Chen Danshen glanced at the crime scene investigation report.

The explosion had involved a coffee table made mostly of a glass top and metal supports, and an additional glass cup.

Considering the special effects that often appeared in Lu Ban’s movies, the policemen thought that Lu Ban was perhaps testing some new special effect technique.

After taking Lu Ban’s statement, they let him leave and the two police officers checked the room again to ensure they hadn’t missed any of Lu Ban’s things before sitting down side by side.

“Was that really a special effect?”

He Youwu earnestly reviewed Lu Ban’s testimony. He claimed he had created an exploding cup and threw it at the coffee table, which then blew up.

Simply based on these statements, it seemed that Lu Ban was indeed researching props.

After all, neither a cup nor a coffee table is an explosive.

“We didn’t find any traces of smoke reaction at the scene, nor any signs of gunpowder or similar explosives. Are you saying the cup just exploded by itself and made a blast sound?”

Chen Danshen asked with a hint of amusement.

“I don’t know, but…”

He Youwu still felt something didn’t quite make sense.

“I’ve heard that some directors take explosions scenes very seriously, studying the right angles and processes to best capture the visual effects, even blowing things up several times over, and some directors strive for realism, insisting on using real objects for the shoot—like actually blowing up real cars. It seems Director Lu is the same way.”

Chen Danshen explained with perceived understanding.

“Besides, we’ve already warned him, and he definitely won’t do it again. We should trust Director Lu.”

“Fine then.”

He Youwu appeared convinced and nodded.

Suddenly, He Youwu felt as if there was something behind him.

He quickly turned around and saw Lu Ban standing there.

“When did you get here?”

He Youwu asked quickly. He hadn’t noticed Lu Ban entering the interrogation room and didn’t know where he came from or how much he had heard.

For a moment, He Youwu felt a bit of relief; fortunately, he and his colleague hadn’t said anything bad about Lu Ban or expressed any suspicion of him, or else it might have been…

“I’ve been here all along, comrade policeman.”

Lu Ban said and placed a pen on the table.

“I accidentally took your pen earlier and thought I should return it.”

Chen Danshen looked at the pen which indeed was the one they had used earlier for Lu Ban to sign documents. How had he not noticed?

“Thank you.”

All he could do was express his thanks.

“Speaking of which, I learned a bit about palm reading while making my films. How about I give you both a little demonstration?”

Lu Ban offered.

He Youwu and Chen Danshen exchanged glances before answering in unison.

“We don’t believe in this sort of thing.”

“It’s okay, just let me practice a bit,”

Lu Ban insisted.

He Youwu felt it was better to let Lu Ban have a look after all, so he extended his hand, palm facing up.

Lu Ban took his hand and examined it carefully.

At the same time, countless pieces of information popped up in He Youwu’s palm.

Of course, Lu Ban didn’t understand anything about feng shui or palmistry; he just manifested a silver pen in his other hand and wiped away the text he had quietly written.

[Invisible behind Lu Ban]

Then, he casually flipped through some of He Youwu’s recent experiences and thoughts.

[My blind date hasn’t replied to my message for three days, should I stop messaging them?]

[The stir-fried noodles I had today were so delicious; the lady who runs the noodle shop gave me three extra large pieces of meat.]

[My mom pushes me to go on blind dates every day. Doesn’t she know what free love is? She doesn’t get it!]

It seemed this police officer was constantly troubled by issues related to his blind dates.

After thinking it over, Lu Ban said,

“Some things can’t be forced; it’s better to go with the flow. You might even discover beauty that’s been around you all along. If you pay more attention to your surroundings, you might find new opportunities.”

Hearing Lu Ban’s words, Chen Danshen was skeptical—such advice was nothing more than a catch-all, allowing the listener to apply it to any situation and subsequently feel as though the fortune-teller was omniscient. It seemed Lu Ban’s skills weren’t all that exceptional.

“That makes some sense.”

He Youwu nodded repeatedly, pondering to himself.

Chen Danshen snorted in disdain.

Still, he didn’t reject Lu Ban’s offer and reached out his hand, too.

Lu Ban followed the same procedure, first erasing what he had written, and then scrolled through Chen Danshen’s recent daily life.

[When will the neighbors finish their renovations? They start banging around at seven in the morning, it’s so annoying!]

[I’ve said I don’t like chicken wings, but my wife keeps buying them. I can’t even object.]

[The kid’s test scores are a disaster again, and he’s come to me for fear of being scolded by his mom… As if I’m not scared of being scolded by her myself.]

It appeared that these two men, who usually worked together, faced utterly different troubles.

Some say marriage is like a fortress: those outside want to get in, and those inside want to get out.

It seemed that happy people were all alike, but every unhappy person had their unique brand of troubles.

Lu Ban thought it over and decided that it was difficult for an outsider to resolve domestic issues.

“You might try to communicate more with the people around you and express your thoughts. Sometimes, blunt expression is the simplest way to go. Constantly waiting for others to understand can be a long and painful process.”

Upon hearing Lu Ban’s words, Chen Danshen, who was originally unconvinced, began to take them more seriously.

He looked at Lu Ban, his expression growing solemn.

“Then I’ll be going now,”

Lu Ban rose to his feet and truly left the interrogation room this time.

Chen Danshen and He Youwu sat in their chairs, silent as if they were the ones who had just been interrogated.

After leaving the police station, Lu Ban first headed to a nearby furniture store.

He needed to buy a new coffee table and some cups.

And his testing was almost concluded.

The intrinsic properties of an object can’t be altered, and when his own description contradicts with the object’s inherent properties, the object will function according to its own properties.

For example, if a stone is solid and Lu Ban writes, “This is a liquid,” the stone will still behave as a solid and not suddenly start flowing everywhere.

Unless Lu Ban uses the language in his descriptions to naturally insert some harmonious descriptions.

Thinking this, Lu Ban had a new idea. He walked back to his residential area but didn’t go home; instead, he knocked on Qin Tiantian’s door.