The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

Horror! A human bone altar was found under the Liberty Bell—see how the woke left is turning Philadelphia into an African jungle!

Scroll: Hope's suitcase contains Obama's autographed photo! The deep government's black hand emerges!

Attention Patriots! Black civil rights leaders are sacrificing illegal immigrant children—is this the Democrats' "racial justice"?

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"Lawless! Black Panther Party 2.0 uses witchcraft to attack statues of founding fathers — Police save America but are called "racist"!"

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This "news" has nothing to do with the facts.

Li Shanze said that this is difficult to comment. Although the left in the United States is a group of crazy psychopaths, the right in the United States is all fucking idiots.

(Note: The terms left and right mentioned in this book specifically refer to the left and right wings in the United States—I mean the United States in another world—and will not be elaborated on in the following text.)

They are either crazy or stupid. How can they make America a better place by joining forces with these insects?

American Democracy Fantasy Show: Police Use Medieval Methods to Suppress 'Modern Witchcraft Revival'

Agence France-Presse also joined in the fun. The French's gloating mood seemed to fill the entire Atlantic.

Twitter's trending searches are more straightforward.

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#WhiteKnightCrusade

#MyVoodoo is older than your Constitution

#Philadelphia police launch witch hunt task force

Li Shanze stared at the TV, print media and online media for a long time, and he always felt like something was wrong.

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and suddenly realized.

Doesn't anyone care about the Liberty Bell? It's one of the symbols of America's founding!

Except for the Associated Press, not a single article even mentioned the shattering of the Liberty Bell!

Even the right wing doesn't give a fuck about this?

After Li Shanze figured this out, he was overjoyed. Americans didn't care about America, so Li Shanze certainly didn't care.

However, Li Shanze really didn't understand why even the right-wing media, which always proclaimed patriotism and talked about the USA, didn't mention the Liberty Bell.

Gray answered the question for him.

It turns out that this is related to the history of Christianity and the theory of the end of history.

It was only after listening to Gray's story that Li Shanze realized that the theory of the end of history was not invented by Francis Fukuyama, but had its origins.

In the eyes of Christians, history has always been divided into three parts: the Kingdom of the Father, the Kingdom of the Son, and the Kingdom of the Holy Spirit.

The Kingdom of the Holy Father, based on law and reverence, represents the Old Testament and past history, also known as BC.

The kingdom of the Father and the kingdom of the Son are divided by the Son's advent. The so-called Gregorian calendar also begins with the advent of the Son (note: the Son refers to Jesus).

The Kingdom of the Son of God, based on grace and faith, lasted from the time of His coming to earth until the end of the Cold War. It was marked by the collapse of the Red Giant on Christmas Day in 1991. The Holy Spirit Messiah came and defeated the evil Red Satan. History ended, and from then on, history no longer mattered.

"Humanity" has entered the eternal era of the Holy Spirit.

As the victor of the Cold War, America naturally ascended to become the kingdom of God on earth.

Of course, the kingdom of God on earth has the final say on matters on earth.

Since history is no longer important, the new Holy Spirit Calendar naturally cannot use numbers to record the years. So Bill, who can't control his pants, waved his hand and let the big companies that made immortal contributions to the Cold War compete, bidding for the next year's "year number" every year, and the bidding will open on Thanksgiving Day.

This is the origin of this strange and extremely inconvenient calendar.

For the Kingdom of God on Earth, especially for the right wing filled with evangelicals and fanatics, the status of a "historical" relic like the Liberty Bell has naturally become embarrassing.

The right's conviction that history has ended their gospel life is of course foolish, but the problem is that the left is not much better.

If the right wing ignores history, then the left wing is rudely distorting history.

For the left, progress is the only way out. Their life motto is progress, progress, and fucking progress.

Is there anything more progressive than caring for the vulnerable?

For the left, Philadelphia is not so much the first city of independence as it is the first city of racial oppression. They changed the Founding Fathers Memorial into the Slave Emancipation Memorial for this reason.

Therefore, the Liberty Bell, which is embarrassing for both the left and right wings, belongs to the old era. The new era has no broken ship to carry it.

It was destroyed by Kate's gunshot during the battle, and almost all media outlets tacitly erased any trace of its existence.

I'm afraid many media are still applauding in their hearts: It's good that it's rotten, it should have been rotten long ago!

Although he understood why the media selectively ignored the Liberty Bell, Li Shanze felt that he was neither crazy nor stupid enough to fully understand the thought processes of the left and right wings.

Even if this thing is placed in the lunar setting, it is at least a holy relic, right?

In the end, it was smashed to pieces without even a splash, and only the Associated Press mentioned it in a tofu-sized article... I think the divine kingdom of America on earth is doomed!

Looking at the black and white youths gathered outside the Philadelphia Police Headquarters building, holding up signs demanding the release of Calvin Hope, Li Shanze even felt sorry for the Liberty Bell. Americans are really damn good at ruining good things!

Of course, having said that, since this incident was caused by Kate trying to help Charlie get the blood sample back, Li Shanze naturally has a position on this matter.

There is no doubt that Li Shanze prefers Kate, his "female boss" in the FBI.

However, Kate didn't care about the trouble she had caused and still insisted on interrogating the detained Calvin Hope.

To be precise, this black civil rights activist chose to exercise his right to remain silent after being arrested, and did not say a word except asking for a lawyer.

Kate, who is interrogating, is actually fighting against Calvin Hope's lawyer.

Calvin Hope's lawyer just kept asking for his client to be released on bail, but Kate refused to give in and refused to allow bail for a witch doctor who tried to use voodoo spells. The matter was temporarily at a stalemate.

The older patrolman passed by and saw Li Shanze and Gray looking out at the demonstrators. He recognized Li Shanze from the back and couldn't help but come over and express his support to Li Shanze and Kate.

"These damn bastards are just like that. No matter if they're committing murder, arson, robbery, or drug trafficking, as long as we dare to arrest these criminals, it's the heinous act of racial persecution! Even though I'm black! These bastards are simply doing evil under the banner of anti-persecution and anti-oppression! I just want to do something serious! The Democratic Party actually supports these bastards—"

But when Li Shanze and Grey turned around, he recognized Grey, the daughter of a Democratic senator, and his expression suddenly became awkward: "Sorry, Lawyer Hamilton, I, uh, I—I always vote for the Democratic Party."

"Did you say anything just now, officer?" Gray blinked in feigned curiosity.

"Oh, no, Attorney Hamilton, I didn't say anything. I just saw Agent Lee and wanted to tell him that the coffee machine on our floor has been replaced."

"Oh, great. I'll go get some coffee." Li Shanze smiled and winked at Gray, then put his arm around the older police officer's shoulders. "Thank you for letting me know, Sean."

As if granted amnesty, the older police officer quickly took Li Shanze away. He whispered, "My name is Sean."

"Okay, Sean."

Gray suppressed her laughter and watched the two walk away.

"My name is—never mind." The older officer gave up struggling. "I heard something about Calvin Hope."

"Oh? Tell me about it, Sean." Li Shanze said with a smile.

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"Although I support Calvin's theories about resistance and racial oppression, and my mother and my family all look up to him as an idol, I have to say that no matter who it is, if they make a mistake, they must pay the price. What do you think, Agent Li?"

Perhaps because of his slip of the tongue just now, the dark-skinned police officer Sean put on a thick layer of armor before talking to Li Shanze. Perhaps because of the tension, he lit a cigarette.

He gestured to Li Shanze and asked if he wanted to smoke one.

Li Shanze waved his hand and refused the cigarette offered by the police officer: "I agree with you."

"Please don't tell anyone else what I told you, and don't tell anyone what I said to you. I don't want to be completely regarded as a traitor by the black community." Officer Sean continued in a low voice.

Li Shanze assured him, "I promise you, Officer Sean. I promise I will never tell anyone else what you said."

"Very good. Whether we're the police or the FBI, our original intention is to uphold justice, right?" Officer Sean muttered, as if trying to convince himself. "I remember when I was a child, I vowed to change the chaotic state of the black community..."

Officer Sean's fingers rubbed the edge of the badge intentionally or unintentionally. He lit a cigarette, and white smoke swirled around his black face.

"Do you know Grandma Alyssa from the 7th Street section of West Philadelphia?" His originally stiff voice suddenly softened with memory. "When I was a kid, I stole bread from her shop. But she took me to the kitchen, looked at me with kind eyes, told me it wasn't my fault, and treated me to freshly baked bread. It was the most delicious meal I've ever had."

"She used a flour-soaked Bible as a textbook and taught me to read—and I mean really read, not that ridiculous 'dyslexia certificate' that anyone gets in public school."

He threw the cigarette butt forcefully at his feet, then extinguished it fiercely with his police boot, marking the end of the tender moment of reminiscence.

"Last week, her grandson was shot and killed by one of my colleagues during an armed robbery, and at the funeral, she looked at me across the crowd and looked at me like she was looking at... a white police dog."

"Three months ago, I handcuffed my cousin, who was using his drug money to buy asthma medication for my niece. Now, at every family gathering, I have half as much kale on my plate as everyone else."

Although Officer Sean's tone was painful, his expression became increasingly determined.

"There's always someone in this world who wants to do the right thing." Officer Sean lowered his voice, swallowed, and whispered with difficulty, "I've heard that there's more than one Calvin Hope in this world."

Li Shanze stared at the black police officer who seemed to have a strong sense of justice in confusion: "I'm sorry, I think I heard it wrong?"

"No, you heard me right, Agent Lee. My cousin once saw Calvin Hope in the back alley of 50th Street in West Philadelphia, and at that time, I was maintaining order in Washington Square because Calvin Hope was giving a passionate speech."

Li Shanze frowned: "Is there a possibility that your cousin recognized the wrong person?"

Officer Sean shook his head firmly. "No, I tell you, it won't happen. My whole family are loyal supporters and admirers of Calvin. My cousin East is even more fanatical. He would never mistake his idol."

"Given his voodoo beliefs, I suspect he may be using a voodoo doll as a stand-in."

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"What's wrong with you, Li?" Xia Li asked curiously, looking at Li Shanze who was frowning and thinking.

"No, nothing." Li Shanze shook his head and did not answer.

Li Shanze temporarily changed the subject: "I've never quite understood why your witchcraft can cause TV, internet, and even power outages, but Calvin Hope's witchcraft doesn't have that problem and can even be broadcast live."

"Not all witchcraft is incompatible with modern technology." Charlie's attention was indeed diverted.

She thought for a moment and organized her words.

"Well, to put it simply, most witchcraft conflicts with modern technology."

"But witchcraft that directly affects living things—including controlling plants, commanding animals, and cursing and blessing people—is compatible with modern technology. It can be broadcast on television."

Li Shanze nodded. "So, this has nothing to do with keeping the ritual secret. Witchcraft isn't afraid of being exposed?"

"Yes, of course I'm not afraid. Some large-scale witchcraft can only be performed after a crowd gathers. How can it be for the purpose of maintaining mystery?" Charlie shook her head.

"In other words, the incompatibility between some witchcraft and modern science stems from the use of energy? Directly manipulating energy, for example, when you created a strong wind that day, it caused all broadcasts to fail." Li Shanze made a guess.

If Li Shanze just wanted to divert Xia Li's attention at the beginning, as the discussion progressed, he had become really interested in this topic.

Xia Li was stunned by what Li Shanze said.

She thought for a long time, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, and then she said, "Li, you're right, it seems to be true!"

"Then why doesn't Kate's holy light affect these technological products? Isn't holy light also a source of energy?" Li Shanze continued to ask.

"Well, maybe it's because the holy light comes from faith. It's the spiritual power of human beings, which is different from the natural power mobilized by witchcraft..." Xia Li guessed.

At this time, Calvin Hope's lawyer was still chasing Kate and chattering, and they passed by Li Shanze and Xia Li.

Li Shanze clearly heard the lawyer loudly accusing him.

"This is shameless political manipulation! I just met with Attorney Hamilton, and there's no doubt you're helping Senator Hamilton clean up his midterm election rivals!"

Kate remained calm. "I advise you to save your energy, Mr. Lawyer. Your tactics, like flies disturbing a calf, will not work with me. I will never grant bail."

At this point, Kate raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. "Perhaps you could try a little harder? Mr. Lawyer, in half an hour, your client will be transferred from this temporary holding cell to the detention center."

The lawyer seemed to give up: "Okay, I'll see my client again."

"Of course, please feel free to do so." Kate shrugged and did not refuse the request to visit.

"Let me go too. I have a few questions to ask Mr. Hope." Li Shanze suddenly said.

Then he showed his ID to the lawyer, who looked at him with a "Who the hell are you?" expression, and held out his hand: "FBI, Li."

Kate looked at Li Shanze with some surprise, then nodded.

The lawyer seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw again, and he kept chattering to Li Shanze all the way.

"Agent Li, I request bail for my client. I believe you can understand that this case is a shameless persecution of people of color by white people in collusion!"

"My client was just releasing blessings based on African folklore to the audience out of goodwill, which is good for everyone's health. But white people only know how to make a fuss! They even used the ridiculous excuse of 'voodoo' to attack my client's beliefs!"

"Who in the entire black community doesn't know that my client is a devout Christian!"

"This whole thing is a ridiculous farce and a shameless persecution of my client! Just because he announced he was going to stand up for the Senate!"

Li Shanze gave a helpless smile. "Sorry, I just have two quick questions for Mr. Hope. The person in charge of this case is still Agent Mackenzie... Ah, here we are."