Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out!

At Representative Smith's home—

On the bed lay a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes. He was covered with patches and monitoring devices of various sizes. The surrounding area was filled with all kinds of equipment, from brainwave monitoring to heart rate monitoring to blood pressure monitoring.

Several doctors were standing to the side.

"I'm sorry, madam, there's nothing we can do..."

A white doctor shook his head, picked up his stethoscope, and said to a middle-aged woman, "We've examined him repeatedly, but we just can't find out what's wrong with Mr. Smith. We're really... at our wits' end."

Before this, I had already been to the hospital for CT scans, MRIs, blood tests, and all sorts of tests, but they still couldn't find any cause.

No drug components were detected, and no abnormalities were found, but the person remained unconscious and did not wake up.

"What's wrong with you guys? We paid so much money to hire you, but you can't even find a single problem." Mrs. Smith was very dissatisfied with the group of private doctors. These days were a crucial period for her husband to win votes. If he missed this opportunity, he might have to wait until the next election.

Among the men nearby, one was an assistant in Smith's staff. He stepped forward quietly and said, "Madam, based on what happened before, I'm afraid Mr. Smith's coma this time is not so simple..."

"We suspect it might be an evil spirit, and the butler has already gone to consult a master..."

"Master? That Mr. Li from Chinatown?" Mrs. Smith frowned, clearly displeased with the "master" they were referring to, namely Li Ang.

The reason is actually quite simple: she was pregnant and originally wanted to give away the adopted child, but her husband stopped her.

Ever since she had her own child, she gradually stopped loving the adopted child as much as before, and she wanted to give the child away to get rid of the eyesore.

As a result, the husband objected because of a single sentence from this so-called Master Li.

They said that the adopted daughter was destined to have siblings, while the couple was destined to have no children. Therefore, the fact that they were able to have their own flesh and blood was a blessing from this adopted daughter.

She herself doesn't believe in any superstitious rumors. What era are we living in? America's rockets can even take people to the moon.

The absurd notion that evil spirits exist is as ridiculous as the claim that America's astronauts' moon landing was filmed in a studio.

Mrs. Smith screamed, "What evil spirit? You're supposed to be elite graduates from prestigious universities, and you were so easily fooled! You're all bastards..."

The assistant in the staff could only whisper reassurance, "Madam, there's an Eastern saying, 'Treat a dead horse as if it were alive.' Since even the doctor can't do anything, why don't we try other approaches?"

Mrs. Smith waved her hand and said, "No need, I've already notified the police to handle this. They'll definitely be able to find out the cause."

Mrs. Smith was furious about her husband's staff and assistants hiring so-called "masters" and other such people, so she simply called the police to investigate.

Although she and her husband were loving, his family was in business, while her family was in politics, making it a typical political marriage in America.

So one phone call brought the Los Angeles Police Department to their aid.

She strongly suspected that the bodyguard was behind the incident, that an insider had drugged her husband, causing him to fall into a coma.

……

Not long after, a small team arrived at their villa, led by the deputy director himself.

The officers who came were all veterans with extensive experience in handling and solving cases, and they were exceptionally adept at investigating cases hidden beneath unnatural crimes.

"Madam, I understand the general situation. I will send officers to look for clues and see if there is any human intervention. I will also send several officers to patrol the area."

"That's for the best. I don't believe in any evil spirits in this world. Someone must have used some new kind of drug to make my husband fall into a coma. I believe you will be able to find some clues."

"Don't worry, Madam." The deputy director nodded, then turned to Christina and said, "Christina, you will stay in the villa and provide close protection to Mrs. Smith for the time being. The rest of you come with me to check the surveillance footage, as well as the tableware and cups."

Christina was assigned to temporarily protect Mrs. Smith, while the others began their operation.

Some seasoned officers took out rubber gloves and carefully put the water glass and cutlery used by Congressman Smith into transparent bags, intending to take them back for analysis to see if there were any drug residues.

While they were still busy with their tasks, the butler drove Li Ang back to the villa.

……

"Madam, I have invited Master Li from Chinatown."

Holding flowers, Li Ang was led into the villa by the white butler. After seeing Mrs. Smith, the butler introduced Li Ang to her.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Smith didn't seem to like Leon very much, and even seemed somewhat disgusted by him. "Oh, so you're that conman from Chinatown..."

The butler gave an awkward laugh and whispered to Mrs. Smith, "Madam, since we're already here, why not let the master give it a try? Perhaps he can revive the gentleman?"

Although Li Ang was inwardly displeased, he didn't say anything and smiled because he had already received the money.

But when he saw Christina, his eyes lit up. "Hey, what a coincidence, Officer Christina, you're here too."

"Yes, we're here on an investigation mission..." Christina nodded, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart when she saw Leon approaching.

Li Ang leaned closer and said, "How about we go see a movie together after get off work?"

Christina rolled her eyes and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave work. I need to protect Mrs. Smith closely while the senator is still asleep. As for you... what are you doing here?"

"Could it be... that there are evil spirits here again?"

Li Ang paused for a moment, then laughed directly, "Ahem, how can you say 'again'? I'm here to treat Congressman Smith."

"Treat the illness?" Christina looked at Li Ang with a suspicious expression.

"Of course it's to treat illnesses. Don't let my disheveled appearance fool you, I'm an intern doctor. Once I go in and wake Mr. Smith up, you'll see how skilled I am..." Li Ang patted the treasure chest he carried with him, then followed the butler into Congressman Smith's room.

The butler respectfully said to Li Ang, "Master, please follow me..."

Christina was about to follow when she suddenly froze, noticing the potted plant Li Ang had forgotten in the living room. A memory flashed through her mind.

That was when we were performing an exorcism at the old lady's house, this potted plant seemed to... keep shaking.