Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The nights at Jinghai Film and Television City have never been so lively, nor so absurd.

Dozens of high-powered police searchlights illuminated the entire set of "The Overbearing Immortal Venerable" as if it were daytime. Three layers of police tape cordoned off the area, turning it into an impenetrable island.

The open space, originally used for filming grand scenes of fantasy martial arts movies, is now filled with long queues.

Hundreds of extras dressed in various costumes—some with wires, some with fake beards, and some even wearing cheap "heavenly silk" fairy robes—were all neatly holding a small plastic urine cup in their hands.

This scene is the epitome of magical realism.

"Next! Hurry up!"

The anti-drug police officers, wearing gloves and with serious expressions, stood guard at the makeshift testing site.

"Beep—"

The detector emitted a sharp beep.

"Positive! Morphine reaction!"

The police officer glanced at the extra who was trembling with fear, and his tone softened slightly: "You ate a boxed lunch, right? Go to the left, there's a bus over there. Take him to the hospital for a stomach pump and further detoxification."

"Officer, I really didn't do drugs! I just drank two extra bowls of soup!" The extra cried, feeling as wronged as Dou E.

"I know you're the victim. Go."

Most of the extras were directed to the left. They were victims of that unscrupulous chef; although they had toxins in their bodies, it was considered accidental ingestion.

However, as the testing progressed, the atmosphere in the team began to become strange.

Some people who hadn't eaten the boxed lunch started sweating profusely, their eyes darting around, and some even tried to sneak out of the cordon under the pretext of going to the toilet.

"Stop! You, the one in the assistant director's vest, why are you running?"

Zhao Tiezhu reacted quickly and grabbed a middle-aged man who was trying to climb over the wall.

"I...I need to pee! I'll go pee over there!" the assistant director stammered, his crotch trembling.

"Need to pee? Perfect, here's a cup, take care of it right here."

Zhao Tiezhu shoved the urine cup into his hand and stared at him like a guardian deity.

Five minutes later.

"Report to Captain Lu! The test results are in!"

The officer in charge of the test was ashen-faced, holding up the test strip. "This guy didn't eat his lunch, but his system is full of methamphetamine! That's crystal meth! He's a real addict!"

The assistant director instantly collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

This is like toppling the first domino.

Following that, the head of the makeup team, the lighting technician, and even two male supporting actors with significant roles all tested positive.

Moreover, the composition of their drugs is so varied that it cannot be explained by a broth containing only poppy shells.

"Well, what a filthy and 'divine' production crew."

Standing on the high ground, Lu Jingyan looked down at the so-called "artists" being taken away one by one, and the chill in his eyes grew stronger.

"The entire production crew, apart from the unsuspecting extras, was absolutely rotten, including the management and the lead actors."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd and fixing on the luxurious black RV in the corner of the film set.

That was Xiao Huohuo's personal nanny van.

Since the lockdown began, the car door has never been opened, and the curtains have been drawn tightly, making it look like a lonely grave.

"Captain Lu, that's the only car left," Su Xiaoxiao said in a low voice. "Xiao Huohuo has been inside the whole time, and his agent isn't answering the phone."

"Playing dead?"

Lu Jingyan sneered and straightened his cuffs. "Let's go wake up this 'Sleeping Beauty'."

He strode to the RV, raised his hand, and pounded on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Police are conducting a stopover! Open the door!"

The car was deathly silent, as if no one was inside at all.

"You're not opening it, are you?"

Lu Jingyan took a step back and nodded to the SWAT officer next to him. "Break down the door."

"yes!"

Just as a SWAT officer was about to approach with breaching tools, the car door suddenly clicked open a crack from the inside.

A strong aroma of incense wafted out, trying to mask something.

Xiao Huohuo, wearing a silk bathrobe and a face mask, peeked out with a flustered look in her eyes.

"W-What are you doing? Making such a racket, can't a person get any rest?"

He tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled, "I'm Xiao Huohuo! Do you know how much attention I get? Don't trespass on my private space, or I'll have my fans cyberbully you!"

"Mr. Xiao, now is not the time to compete for traffic, it's the time to compete for urine."

Lu Jingyan yanked open the car door and handed him a urine cup in a simple and crude manner.

"The entire crew has been checked, you're the only one missing. Please go ahead."

Xiao Huohuo looked at the cup as if she had seen a monstrous flood, and desperately shrank back.

"I don't check! I'm a top star! I have special privileges! And... and I didn't eat that boxed lunch! I have a special nutritious meal!"

"Didn't you eat your boxed lunch?"

Lu Jingyan smiled, a meaningful smile. "That's perfect. If you test positive, it means you didn't ingest it by accident, but rather—deliberately used drugs."

"You..." Xiao Huohuo's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle. Everyone's waiting for you."

Under the death stares of several special police officers, Xiao Huohuo tremblingly took the cup and hesitated for a full ten minutes before handing over a sample.

All eyes were on that small test strip.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Two glaring red lines were clearly visible.

It's not morphine; it's a new type of synthetic drug.

"It's confirmed."

Lu Jingyan picked up the test strip and waved it in front of Xiao Huohuo. "Actor Xiao, it seems your 'meal' is even more high-class than that of extras."

"No! Impossible! This test strip is faulty!"

Xiao Huohuo instantly broke down. He lunged forward to try and snatch the test strip, but Zhao Tiezhu pressed him against the car door.

"I'm innocent! I ate it by mistake! Yes! I ate the boxed lunch too! I misremembered, I also ate that braised pork!"

He started rambling incoherently, trying to shift the blame to the unfortunate cook.

"It's too late."

Lu Jingyan pointed to the trash can in the RV, where a delicate Michelin takeout box lay, the oil stains still fresh.

"Your trash can betrayed you. You didn't even touch that braised pork rice."

He pulled out the silver bracelet from his waist; the cold metallic luster stung Xiao Huohuo's eyes.

"Xiao Huohuo, you are suspected of drug use and allowing others to use drugs in your home (there were other traces in the car). You are now being formally summoned."

"Click."

The handcuffs were removed.

This top celebrity, who wielded immense influence in the entertainment industry and had 60 million fans, ended his glamorous career right in front of this luxurious RV that he was so proud of.

"Let me go! I've been framed! Someone's trying to get me!"

When Xiao Huohuo was taken off the car, she was still screaming hysterically. Her makeup was ruined, her bathrobe was disheveled, and she looked like a madwoman.

"take away!"

Lu Jingyan gave the order.

Tonight, Jinghai Film and Television City is destined to be sleepless.

A long line of police cars, their red and blue lights flashing, drove away from the film set. The cars were packed with half of the crew of this so-called "S-level mega-production"—director, producer, lead actors, supporting actors…

This is the most tragic and thorough "filming wrap" in the history of the entertainment industry.

Lu Jingyan stood in the center of the empty film set, looking at the horizon that was gradually turning white in the distance.

The wind blew by, stirring up the torn pages of the script on the ground.

That was the script for "The Overbearing Immortal Venerable," which included the line: "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens."

Lu Jingyan walked over and stepped on the paper.

"sky?"

He pushed up his glasses, his voice indifferent.

"Before the law, even the Emperor himself has to bow his head."

……

The next morning.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the streets of Jinghai City, the entire internet crashed.

Weibo, Douyin, Toutiao... all social media platforms crashed at the same time.

The server crashed, and the programmer died suddenly (exaggeration).

A police report with blue background and white lettering exploded like a nuclear bomb in the heart of the entertainment industry.

[Jinghai Police Announcement: A drug and prostitution case involving a film crew has been solved; 36 people, including well-known artist Xiao Moumou and director Zhang Mou, have been criminally detained according to law...]

On the trending topics list, there was only one word, burning red with intense intensity—

【burst】.