Trist had not expected Lu Ban to admit it so readily.
He glanced again at the information Chen Danshen had pulled up.
Lu Ban had developed mental problems after his parents died. He had spent a year recuperating and receiving treatment at the Jiangcheng City Mental Health Center, and had only recently been discharged.
Although it could not be said that all mentally ill people were potential criminals, it was still easy for problems to arise when interacting with such special groups. That was why the police had Lu Ban's records on file, in case they were ever needed.
"You think I'm mentally ill, and that everything I said just now was an imagined delusion?"
Lu Ban asked.
"Uh..."
Trist glanced at Lu Ban's medical records. There was indeed a label for severe delusional disorder.
If what Lu Ban had said really had not been information only the police could possess, Trist would have suspected that Lu Ban had simply suffered an episode and come over to amuse himself at their expense.
"Boss, I have an idea."
Nearby, He Youwu suddenly raised his hand.
"Go ahead."
Trist gestured for him to speak.
"I once heard that some people have such good memories that they can remember everything. Even if they themselves don't notice that they've remembered something, those memories are automatically processed in their minds, forming certain deductions."
He Youwu glanced at Lu Ban and spoke with great solemnity.
"So sometimes, by using all kinds of memories they themselves haven't noticed, they can deduce very reasonable things, and even predict the future."
"Maybe this Lu Ban fellow has a similar ability."
Lu Ban was almost convinced himself.
"Go sit over there."
Trist made He Youwu sit properly and stop spouting nonsense.
"I'm not the murderer."
Lu Ban suddenly said it