The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

A gap in a Venetian blind reveals a copper model of an extracorporeal circulation machine placed outside the window. The model of the extracorporeal circulation machine seems to be cut into countless pieces by the Venetian blind.

The owner of the office is Professor Miller.

Professor Miller's white coat had a strong smell of disinfectant, and in the left breast pocket of his coat was a gold-plated pen engraved with the Latin words "Rhythm of Life".

His short silver-gray hair was neatly and meticulously groomed.

Facing the visit of Li Shanze and his party, the ice-blue eyes behind his glasses still revealed a hint of surprise.

"FBI? How can I help you?" His tone was full of curiosity.

While asking the question, he smiled and gestured for Li Shanze and his group to sit down.

"We're here to consult you about Robert Stroman's heart surgery," Kate said politely. She pulled out a photo of Stroman. "Perhaps you still remember him?"

Professor Miller studied the photo, his eyes filled with confusion. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don't have any impression of it."

"You have no memory of Mr. Robert Stroman?" Kate demanded.

Professor Miller sighed. "I rarely remember a patient's appearance. If Agent Mackenzie were willing to show me his electrocardiogram, perhaps it would be easier for me to remember."

"Prado-mirror myocardial disorder." Kate uttered the complicated word with a smile, and she stared at Professor Miller with sharp eyes.

"Perhaps this condition is easier for you to recall? After all, it was this surgery that earned you tenure at the University of Pennsylvania School of Medicine."

"Oh, it's him." Professor Miller suddenly realized, "Mr. Stroman."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bit of complacency.

"Yes, I performed the surgery on him myself, curing the world's first case of Prado-mirror myocardial disorder. Is he okay now? Uh, could it be that..."

Professor Miller seemed to finally realize that the person visiting him was the FBI, and he hesitated to speak.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Stroman was shot in the forehead and died." Kate glanced at Li Shanze and said.

"I'm sorry." Professor Miller shook his head and sighed.

After expressing his polite condolences, Professor Miller smiled again.

"Recently, another child was diagnosed with the disease. The experience I gained with Mr. Stroman can be used to help treat this poor child. I hope this news can comfort his soul in the arms of the Lord."

"I believe so, Professor Miller."

"So, what do you want to talk to me about? I believe that delivering obituaries is not the main job of the FBI. Agent Li, I am just a specialist in cardiac surgery. If you want to treat your cough-"

Professor Miller's smile froze halfway through his words.

Because with Li Shanze's cough, the copper model of the extracorporeal circulation machine outside the blinds disappeared, and the illusion was dispelled.

Instead, there is an old wooden cabinet.

"Let me see." Li Shanze rolled up the blinds, opened the wooden cabinet, and took out a notebook.

Li Shanze flipped through his notes quickly and began to read: "Elegy Silver Wire Heart Stent: Ostensibly used to repair irregular heartbeats, its actual function is to convert heart pulses into memory access rhythms."

"Obsidian microelectrode array: Implanted at the epicardial-right ventricular junction, disguised as a pacemaker contact."

"It actually communicates with the Memory Furnace through quantum communication, allowing for real-time uploading and downloading of life memories."

"Voodoo Thrombin: Transforms the subject into a living memory carrier..."

Li Shanze closed the booklet in his hand and smiled. "Well, Professor Miller, do you need me to read more? I'm curious, where did you get this booklet?"

Kate pulled out the Confessor pistol and pointed it at the sweaty Professor Miller: "Let me introduce myself again. I am Kate McKenzie, an agent in the FBI's Special Affairs Division."

"Professor Miller, you are under arrest for suspected witchcraft experiments on living people."

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"Do you think this kind of detective work is too boring? I just coughed a few times to destroy the illusion created by witchcraft, and then I successfully found the evidence." Li Shanze looked at Kate with a smile.

Kate tilted her head and gave him a puzzled look. She didn't understand what Li Shanze was saying at all.

"Shouldn't solving a case involve careful reasoning, unraveling the mystery, and ultimately bringing the criminal to justice?" Li Shanze said with a smile.

Kate narrowed her eyes. "I'm not a fan of detective novels. I'm just an FBI agent. As long as I find the evidence, I don't care how I find it."

Rather than this, I hope that your cough can release the damn slave contract on me!

Kate thought viciously.

Kate's slave contract was indeed gradually changing, and it seemed to loosen up with Li Shanze's cough, which made her attitude towards Li Shanze gradually become more and more disrespectful.

However, the core part of the slave contract became even stronger after she was possessed by him.

This part also showed no signs of collapsing in Li Shanze's cough.

She often couldn't help but wonder, if she could hear Li Shanze's singing, which Xia Li described as "the howling of ghosts and wolves", would the slave contract on her finally be invalidated.

Kate became a little annoyed when she thought about how she had missed the best opportunity to terminate her slave contract when she was in Fern Town.

She brought this explosive temper into the interrogation room.

"Prado Miller, I suggest you confess the truth as soon as possible so that we can both save some energy." Kate threw the documents in her hand on the table and said coldly.

"Even if you are the FBI, you have no right to do this to me! I am a world-renowned expert in cardiac surgery! Countless bigwigs need me!" Dr. Miller was furious.

"I once operated on Mr. Secretary of State! I want to see him! I want you to call him!"

Even Kate, who was in a bad mood, was amused by Dr. Miller's words.

"Prado Miller, you experimented with witchcraft on patients, manipulated memories, and transplanted the memories of a wizard into a dock worker. Do you think that if this news gets out, any important person will still need you?"

Dr. Miller's face turned pale. "This is slander! I have never conducted any witchcraft experiments on any important people! I'm not an idiot!"

"By the way! I want to see a lawyer. I won't say a word until the lawyer comes!" Dr. Miller crossed his arms in front of his chest, making an uncooperative gesture.

Li Shanze and Kate looked at each other.

It seems that Dr. Miller in front of him is unaware of the fact that DC has an anti-supernatural barrier, which means that he is just a small fry.

Might as well trick him.

Looking at Dr. Miller's face changing drastically, Kate smiled disdainfully.

"No, you're an idiot. Prado Miller. I wouldn't want the Secretary of State to know about this if I were you, would I?"

Dr. Miller's forehead was beginning to sweat, and he seemed to want to say something, but he held it back.

Li Shanze followed up with a finishing blow: "Think about it, if your crimes were to reach the Secretary of State's ears, what do you think he would think of you, Professor Miller?"

"Oh, you have quite an extensive patient list, including some big names in both politics and business." Kate casually flipped through Dr. Miller's surgical records. "Besides the Secretary of State... Oh? And Miranda Hamilton, the senator's wife?"

"I--"

Li Shanze interrupted with a smile, "I think Senator Hamilton, who is preparing for his wife's funeral at Capitol Hill Cemetery in DC, would like to hear this good news. What do you think, Mr. Miller?"

“No, don’t—”

"If you are willing to cooperate with our interrogation, I promise to protect you."

Kate interrupted Dr. Miller again and delivered the final blow.

"At least the FBI Special Affairs prison is safe. You don't have to worry about any retaliation from the bigwigs there."

Dr. Miller's cheek twitched, and finally, his arms dropped.

"I was used! Before I performed that operation, I had no idea it was related to witchcraft! I was tricked into joining the pirate ship!"

"I didn't even know the manual was hidden by witchcraft. I thought I had gotten rid of it!"

Shouting these words seemed to have exhausted all Dr. Miller's strength.

He was sweating profusely, and his silver hair, which had been meticulously maintained, now looked a bit disheveled and messy.

"I just, I just want tenure." He buried his face in his hands and began to cry.

Li Shanze certainly would not be moved by such "tears of regret".

In Li Shanze's opinion, what Dr. Miller regretted was probably only being caught, rather than using witchcraft surgery to make profits and get promoted.

"It seems that you know nothing about witchcraft?" Li Shanze asked.

"Of course! Of course! I know nothing! I just strictly followed the steps in the manual! Any witchcraft equipment was provided to me by the masked man in black!"

Dr. Miller shouted as if he had grabbed a lifeline.

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145 plan

Hearing the keyword "masked man in black", Kate became alert.

To be precise, this FBI agent led his team to Philadelphia in order to track down the masked man in black who claimed to be from Eternal Life Technology.

After careful questioning, Kate finally confirmed that the man in black who provided Dr. Miller with the treatment plan was dressed exactly the same as the man in black who had suddenly visited Fern Town at night and brought her the news that Tim Cohen was not dead.

"Is this the mysterious masked man in black you mentioned?" After the two of them temporarily left the interrogation room, Li Shanze looked at Kate, "The one who claimed to be from Eternal Life Technology."

Kate nodded. "Yes, but at least the Philadelphia branch doesn't have any employees with such characteristics. So even if the masked man in black is really from Eternal Life Technology, he won't be from the Philadelphia branch."

Li Shanze looked at Dr. Miller, who was sitting restlessly in the interrogation room, through the one-way glass.

He asked Charlie and Kate, "Do you think Dr. Miller is really just a simple surgeon?"

Charlie nodded. "I think he is. There's not even a trace of witchcraft about him—not even in his office."

Kate also said: "Now it seems that Prado Miller is really just an exploited surgeon. He really has no need to lie."

Because Kate had mistakenly concluded during the interrogation that Olivia Crestor was not a wizard, Li Shanze actually did not trust her judgment.

"Why do you say that?" Li Shanze asked.

Kate seemed to understand where Li Shanze's doubts came from. Her face turned slightly red and she explained seriously.

"Because as long as the charge involves witchcraft, the sentencing standards for witches and ordinary people are different. In the case of human experimentation involving witchcraft, the witch as the principal offender will actually receive a lighter sentence than the surgeon as an accomplice."

Li Shanze raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Doctors are not subject to punishment. Li Shanze has seen this kind of thing many times in his battles.

Wizards played a significant role in the founding of the United States.

Although the idea of ​​building the American Wizarding Empire failed, the wizards still seized considerable power and successfully joined the ruling class.

It was Charlie who was surprised.

"Ah?" The witch frowned and asked dissatisfiedly, "This is unfair. Why?"

Kate was obviously very dissatisfied with this unfairness. She explained to Charlie with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"There are two main reasons: first, there is a monopoly on the interpretation of witchcraft; second, there is systematic favoritism in judicial practice."

"Because 'non-magicians do not possess the cognitive qualifications to understand the dangers of witchcraft,' the Witcher Basic Law stipulates that when trying witchcraft-related cases in the Mystical Court, the jury must be composed of at least 50% witches."

"And it's very difficult to convict wizards, so those who are accomplices often become the real scapegoats."

"Take the more recent Facebook case of the Void Summoning as an example."

"During the court debate, the wizards argued that 'interdimensional creatures are a sustainable energy source' and characterized the killing of civilians by summoning hellhounds as an environmental technology accident."

"In the end, this sensational case was simply settled with a small amount of compensation, and no wizard paid the price for it."

"Therefore, no wizard would attempt to conceal his or her wizard identity after being captured by the Special Affairs Department. That's why I conclude that Prado Miller is definitely not a wizard."

Kate looked at Li Shanze and finally concluded.

She looked like she was eager to prove her judgment to Li Shanze.

"Didn't Olivia Crestor admit that she was a wizard before?" Li Shanze brought up something that was irrelevant.

Kate's eyebrows twitched, but she patiently explained, "Olivia Crestol is not a suspect, but a witness. Witnesses naturally have motives to conceal their wizarding identities."

"Well, you have a point." Li Shanze nodded approvingly. "Dr. Miller is just a scapegoat who was used for a tenured position."

Kate frowned. "Then the next question is, did the wizard let us discover him on purpose? To lead us into another conspiracy?"

Li Shanze shook his head.

"You mean to say that a wizard has hatched a conspiracy."

"This conspiracy just happened to trigger the space-time gel."

"And I happened to use the mechanism of the space-time gel that was not so effective on me to kill their puppet."

"Then, we visited the puppet's home to investigate and happened to discover that his body had been tampered with by a doctor."