“Professor, I’m sorry to bother you at this time. I’m Ali, an FBI agent, and these two are Michigan state police officers.”

“We need your help with a small thing,” said the black man among the three.

After speaking, Ali and the other two showed their identification.

Jha took three N95 masks out of the room and put them on the floor. “You guys have to put these on first. I’m too old to handle this.”

The three men removed their medical masks and put on N95 masks. Jha continued, "We need to maintain a certain distance."

Nothing could surprise the nearly eighty-year-old Gerald anymore: "Do I need to come with you, or do you want to come in and talk?"

"Please let me know approximately how long it will take so I can ask my students for leave."

Ali: "Let's go inside and talk first. Professor, you also need to prepare. This may take a few days, or it may take a long time."

Jerha sighed: "Okay, usually it's not just for a few days. I'll go ask my students for leave first."

Only Ali and Jha entered his villa; the other two state police officers stood outside, pretending to be on guard.

Ali waited quietly for Gerald to sit down in front of him again, then took a specially made tablet from his briefcase and handed it to Gerald: "Professor, please take a look at this first."

Jha took it, glanced at the title, and read it aloud: "On methods to prove the existence of the soul."

He chuckled and said, "Are you here to tease this old man? Where's the camera? It's rare to see someone so seriously trying to prank an old man like me."

"Are you planning to upload the video to YouTube or TikTok?"