I Can’t Explain This. My Novel On Relics Became Reality

Chapter 6: You’re Going To Prison If You Can’t Explain It Clearly!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Three special intelligence officers surrounded Ian on three sides as they escorted Ian out of the lobby and into the car.

They also took out a white hood and completely covered his head. They wanted to throw off Ian’s thinking process.

Although it was somewhat inhumane, it was a proven and effective method.

Ian, who was wearing the hood, had no idea where he was going. He could only keep counting his heartbeat to determine how long they had been driving him around.

About half an hour later, Ian was brought to the special interrogation room of the police station.

Ian was brought in and pressed on the chair.

The moment he entered the door, the hood on his head was taken off.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he did not fully adapt to the brightness.

After he regained his sight, he began to observe his surroundings.

The room’s structure was simple—a bright headlamp was hanging in front of him, an iron table was firmly fixed to the ground with screws, and three chairs were nailed to the ground.

This was all that was in the room.

His years of experience had taught him to adapt quickly to the environment.

The light was the only source of light. If he broke it, he was confident that he could subdue the two of them in the dark.

There was no cover around him. He could only crouch and hide under the table to avoid being attacked.

The chairs could not be removed. If they could not be moved, they could be used as some simple cover.

This was his habit. In an unfamiliar environment, he always subconsciously looked for the safest place.

Creak!

Just as Ian was still observing the surrounding environment, the middle-aged police officer walked in.

Ian immediately stopped observing his surroundings and returned to being an ordinary best-selling author.

“Tell me, how many cultural relics have you stolen? How many times have you been to the ruins of Egypt’s ancient civilization?”

After the middle-aged police officer sat down, his expression turned ice-cold. His gaze was serious as he stared at Ian, who was sitting opposite him.

“What theft? What ruins? Why can’t I understand…”

He didn’t even know why he was caught, let alone an ancient civilization’s ruins…

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, a thought popped in Ian’s mind, and he soon recalled the netizens’ comments. The ancient Egyptian civilization he had depicted in his novel had been actually discovered, and the netizens had been urging him to run away!

‘F*ck!? This really was not a f*cking joke!?’

Ian quickly explained, “Sir, I’m just an ordinary author. I really didn’t steal any cultural relics or sell any intelligence! I’ve never even left my house—”

Pa!

The middle-aged police officer heavily slammed the table.

“You still don’t admit to your crimes!?”

The middle-aged police officer immediately sneered when he heard Ian’s words. He took out his phone and quickly opened Ian’s Egyptian Chronicles. He then raised his phone and opened the detailed description of the ancient civilization’s pyramids.

“Explain, what is this thing? You are very bold! The international government didn’t even release detailed information, yet you wrote it all down. Tell me, how did you know!?”

The middle-aged police officer had a look of ‘I have conclusive evidence’.

Indeed, this was the easiest case he had ever handled. The witnesses and evidence were all there, what else could the other party say?

Ian looked at the various descriptions and data he had written about the pyramid ruins and felt a little headache.

‘F*ck… It seems like I really can’t explain it clearly… He really wants me to f*cking go to prison!’

“The ancient Egyptian civilization’s ruins are related to human history’s progress. This is the first time that Schubert’s team of experts discovered it. They didn’t even have time to publish their thesis.”

The middle-aged police officer sneered upon seeing that Ian remained silent.

“You once raided this place, right? Otherwise, how would you know it better than Schubert’s team? Don’t tell me you guessed it?”

‘This…’

Ian momentarily didn’t know how to answer this question.

He had investigated this matter before writing the Egyptian Chronicles. He had never heard of any relics of ancient civilizations or historical documents in this world!

Thus, he had boldly written the Egyptian Chronicles without worry. Not only had he written it meticulously, but he had also added some of his own ideas, such as the secret mechanisms that tomb raiders made use of to break into the tombs.

He had never thought that he would one day be targeted by the Special Intelligence Department because of these things and even go to prison.

What a big joke!

Ian immediately adjusted his emotional state. He had to explain clearly, or else he would really be in big trouble.

Ian’s mind began to work quickly.

How could he explain these seemingly unreasonable actions reasonably?

Since there was a pyramid in this world… Then it meant that there was history in this world!

Ian understood the crux of the matter in an instant.

He quickly explained, “Sir, what I wrote are all things that really existed in history. Is there a problem with me writing these?”

The middle-aged police officer was stunned by Ian’s words. He had thought of countless answers, but he had never thought of such nonsense.

Ian’s answer infuriated him, and he laughed.

“I learned about the pyramids and other relics from literature. My uncle once possessed a very precious tome that recorded all kinds of historical events pertaining to the world, including the ancient Egyptian civilization. The length of human civilization is longer than you think.”

In the surveillance room next to the interrogation room…

Aika, Schubert, and the other experts were watching the conversation between Ian and the police officer in the interrogation room.

“The author of the Egyptian Chronicles is so young!?”

Schubert had learned from Aika that Ian was the author who ranked first on the rich list of writers.

He had been under the impression that this type of knowledge was something only a knowledgeable old scholar was privy to.

This made him sigh and feel doubtful.

How could he write such a thing at such a young age?

In fact, it was the first time that Aika was seeing Ian.

Ian had always been very low-key and had never published his personal information. He was even unwilling to share his bio on the platform of his own book.

Many people wanted to meet this author.

Unfortunately, Ian had always been very secretive and protected his identity.

Aika and the other experts felt a little incredulous upon finding out that Ian was a young man about her own age.

They even suspected that they had caught the wrong person. How could the Egyptian Chronicles’ author be a young man?

Just as everyone’s eyes were filled with questions, the conversation that came from the interrogation room made Schubert and the others’ faces change.

What was this person saying?

Was Egypt Chronicles based on real historical events?

Were there really many ancient civilizations’ relics?

Were ancient Egypt’s pharaohs real as well?

Did this young man know what he was saying!?

This was something that could overturn the entire world’s understanding!

This discovery did not only affect the archaeological world—it was a brand new chapter in human history!

Schubert turned around abruptly and said to an executive of the Special Intelligence Department with an excited expression, “Sir, I want to meet this young man! Please arrange for me to meet this author. I have a lot of questions to talk to him face to face.”