Isabella smiled faintly, saying, "I hadn't expected Professor Grant to catch on so quickly. I was merely running a minor test back then. After all, when the safety of an elder I deeply respect was on the line, I couldn't just stand by.
"However... hasn't Professor Grant phrased something rather incorrectly?"
Looking toward Andre with a serene smile, Isabella added, "I didn't stumble upon an assistant's clerical error by chance—your machine was engineered as a lethal butcher's tool from the start."
Wearing a tranquil expression, she continued, "I refrained from exposing it that evening out of respect for your standing, assuming a world-renowned authority wouldn't commit such an amateur blunder. I gave you the benefit of the doubt, assuming an assistant shipped the wrong crate rather than believing you intentionally gifted a lethal instrument to Mr. Steven, a senior commander of our armed forces.
"Evidently, I gave you far too much credit. Not only did you fail to recognize the deadly hazards of that Neuro-Blocker, but you actually intend to dump it onto international humanitarian charities—so I've got no choice but to step forward and stop you."
To Isabella, what difficulty did Andre's Neuro-Blocker present?
She'd deconstructed its underlying engineering and clinical pathology the second she scanned it.
If Andre wanted it paraded before the world, she'd give him the full exhibition.
Scheming to use a global broadcast to humiliate her and praise her to death?
Ride the rising wind to soar straight into the azure clouds.
She practically owed Andre a debt of gratitude for this setup.
Thanking him for handing monumental global prestige straight into her lap.
Without a second of hesitation, Isabella methodically broke down the scientific theory, clinical mechanics, and engineering parameters of Andre's Neuro-Blocker.
"If my deductions hold, Professor Grant sought to sever sensory pathways to temporarily mask systemic pain. Yet while the perception of agony is muted, the biological trauma remains unhealed. If deployed on patients carrying chronic tissue damage or severe ballistic trauma, their limbs will rapidly undergo irreversible necrosis.
"This prototype harbors catastrophic contraindications, suitable only for bedridden elderly individuals requiring no physical exertion and indefinite rest.
"May I ask Professor Grant: among the vulnerable populations aided by international charities, who on earth fits those luxurious recovery conditions?
"I've laid out the clinical mechanisms, engineering schematics, and manufacturing bottlenecks of this Neuro-Blocker right here. Anyone monitoring this broadcast is welcome to verify the science.


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