Mountain Eagle walked behind Miranda, pinching her chin to make her look at Barry, then smiled and said, "I was kind of prejudiced!

I thought you were the mastermind, but it turns out both of you are involved...

But it's clear that your relationship isn't very close, though maybe your acting has reached a level I can't see through."

Miranda forcibly broke free from Mountain Eagle's hand and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just..."

"No need to explain..."

Mountain Eagle bent down, resting his chin on Miranda's shoulder, staring into Barry's eyes with a smile, "I never mentioned the Death Angels from the beginning, nor that the virus was snatched away by others, but you both acted as if you already knew.

I guess one of you is a spy for France, or at least has close ties with a French spy.

You can deny it, it doesn't matter, I don't mind...

To be honest, I don't care about the Ebola virus, nor whether you're thieves or spies.

I just want you to tell me all the information about the Death Angels, then we can end this interrogation game."

Miranda couldn't see the expression on Mountain Eagle's face, she looked at Barry's frightened expression, shook her head, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know any Death Angels..."

Mountain Eagle couldn't read any emotions from Miranda's monotone, but he felt a hint of tension and tremor through his hands on her shoulders.

However, it's still the same; he doesn't need clear evidence, just confirmation that they are connected to the Death Angels is enough.

Mountain Eagle stood up and walked over to the Butcher, whispering a few words in his ear...

When the Butcher motioned for the puzzled Post Box and Pirate to leave the room, Mountain Eagle sat back down, looking into Miranda's deep eyes with curiosity, saying, "How could a beautiful female thief like you get involved with a terrorist like the Death Angel?"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle dragged the chair over to Barry, curiously saying, "So you also know about the Death Angels, then you certainly aren't just some hacker thief as you claim...

I'm a bit confused, but luckily I'm not investigating a case, just trying to eliminate the Death Angel...

I need information about the Death Angel, his appearance, age, height, weight, social connections...

Even if you're spies with important secret information, I believe betraying the Death Angel shouldn't pose a psychological barrier for you."

Barry fell silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know what you're talking about?"

Mountain Eagle listened, moved his chair aside to let Barry face Miranda, then smiled at Sled, saying, "Look, this guy is starting to get into it, those ices don't seem to scare him anymore...

Do you think it's because this guy is too professional, or he's more afraid of the Death Angel?"

Sled, perhaps feeling a loss of face from being previously deceived, opened the window to let in the cold wind, then took a large handful of snow and covered Barry's private parts again...

"We'll have to try to find out!

Boss, I think you're being too soft-hearted!

Separate them, we'll break their bones inch by inch, compare each broken piece with their stories, and soon we'll get the information we want."

Saying this, Sled took a spoon and gestured around Barry's eyes, saying, "I can start with the eyes!

It actually doesn't hurt much; it's just that when someone suddenly loses an eye, the things they see change, and they become very scared and sensitive!"

Sled's tone combined with the cold wind blowing in from the window spread a great chill over Barry...

This slightly handsome Gypsy thief, with chattering teeth, said, "I really don't know any Death Angels..."

Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "So you've heard of them then..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Miranda, whose expression was no longer so rich, and smiled, saying, "And you, do you still know nothing?

I'll tell you, the Death Angel used the Ebola virus to carry out a terrorist attack in the Marriott Hotel, and the place is now cordoned off, he definitely won't be able to escape...

I just want to save some time, you tell me the information about the Death Angel, so I don't have to put in more effort, and today's inquiry will be over.

Besides, I can promise I won't say a word to the Department of Homeland Security who will take over your case next."

Having said that, Mountain Eagle gave them a few minutes to think...

Watching Barry's lips turn purple from the cold but still unwilling to speak, Mountain Eagle stood up, closed the window, then turned on the heater in the room, gesturing for Sled to clean the snow off Barry...

Seeing Barry trying to cross his legs out of shame to cover up his frozen little brother...

Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "Buddy, I don't know what you're actually afraid of, but I'm very sure that not being afraid of me is a huge mistake."

Barry clearly didn't have Miranda's composure and courage. At this moment, he also stopped pretending...

Facing Mountain Eagle's slightly mocking expression, Barry lowered his head in defeat and said, "I don't know any Death Angels, nor do I know what he looks like!

I only know that if I spoke, not only would I die, but my family would also die!"

Mountain Eagle nodded slightly and said, "You say you don't know, but you haven't denied knowing that the Death Angel is involved in the Ebola virus incident.

Which means you are indirectly involved in betraying your employer, the Talan family...

You said you're worried your family will die, which means the person threatening you knows you very well..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Miranda and smiled, saying, "When you look for partners, you'll definitely do a background check.

It's you and the people behind you?"

Miranda looked at Mountain Eagle with an expressionless face, sighed slightly, and said, "You know nothing at all, everything you have is just a guess, and it's wrong!"

"For example?"

Mountain Eagle gestured with an inviting hand and said with a smile, "For example, where did I guess wrong?

Did I guess wrong about your connections with France?

Miranda, whether my guesses are right or wrong doesn't matter to me personally; that's the concern of the Department of Homeland Security."

Miranda frowned slightly at Mountain Eagle and said, "Then what is important?"

Mountain Eagle's expression turned serious as he said in a deep voice, "The Death Angel's death is what's most important to me!"

Mountain Eagle's words made a trace of surprise and panic flash in Miranda's eyes, and she subconsciously asked, "Why?"

Miranda's attitude made Mountain Eagle frown, and then he curiously said, "You seem to care a lot about the Death Angel..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle forcefully patted his head, and said, "Are you lovers?

Could it be that beyond the theft of the Ebola virus, the rest is all orchestrated by Death Angel?

Used you to steal the virus, then inform the French side, accept their employment and create a terrorist attack at the Arctic Influence Conference in Alaska.

Then he could use France to divert the United States' attention, and then use Brad Russell to locate the sea prison, rescuing the person he wants...

A virus, many gains, and in the end, many people might still be kept in the dark...

Perfect!!"

After listening, Miranda showed a mocking expression on her face and said, "Do you just rely on guesses to do things?"

Mountain Eagle spread his hands with a smile and said, "This is the first time you've said something so tough to me; doesn't it mean I guessed at least part of it right?"

Saying this, Mountain Eagle pointed at Barry and said, "This guy wasn't chosen by you, but a scapegoat picked by the Death Angel for you, right?

If really caught, as long as you keep acting very innocent, this guy is sure to show his flaws before you."

Finishing, Mountain Eagle looked with pity at the somewhat dazed Barry and said, "Did you always assume Miranda didn't know about your connection with Death Angel?

I guess it was also you who informed Death Angel about the virus's hiding place..."

Seeing Barry's face turning from pale to red, Mountain Eagle nodded slightly and said, "Brother, you probably don't even know who you've offended?

Glasman isn't just a simple university professor; he's the Talan family's technical advisor under the Edward Foundation.

The Talan family has shares in the Wenbo Ni Laboratory. They had someone steal the virus to attract external attention and then raise the price of vaccine technology.

I guess Merck Company and Glans Creek Group aren't particularly clean in this matter either...

Now you've made them all your enemies!

Currently, all Merck Company and Glans Creek Group's people in Alaska are dead, and Glasman died at the Anchorage Police Department.

They're silencing, not even sparing their own people..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle smiled and sympathetically said to Barry, "Buddy, you definitely should worry, worry for yourself and also for your family.

Once you fall into the hands of the Homeland Security, the Edward Foundation and the two pharmaceutical giants will get nervous, because once you confess, they will face severe investigation and enormous losses in the billions.

For corporate giants like this, a 1% stock fluctuation is astronomical!

To avoid losses, you can imagine what measures they might take to silence, right?"

Barry's heart was actually already collapsing, but clearly, Mountain Eagle, while hitting their sore spot, hadn't completely guessed everything...

Especially when Mountain Eagle slipped up, indicating he would hand them over to the Department of Homeland Security, which let Barry still harbor some luck, preventing him from speaking up...

Watching this guy clenching his teeth with a martyr-like demeanor, Mountain Eagle shook his head and said, "Then I'll prove how determined those who hate you are!"

As Mountain Eagle spoke, the Butcher and the others carried the Woodman into the room along with their chairs...

Seeing the puzzled expressions of Miranda and Barry, Mountain Eagle cut the cloth-based tape on Woodman's left hand with a dagger, then took out a phone and said, "I know you're an Assassin of the Bright Ladder, call the top people and tell them the two thieves in Alaska are here.

Ask them how much they're willing to pay for their lives?"

Woodman didn't know what Mountain Eagle was up to. He took the phone, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Why should I listen to you?"

Mountain Eagle glanced at Woodman's hand holding the phone and smiled, "If you listen to me, I'll hand you over intact to Homeland Security, letting you face a group of by-the-book investigators...

This way, you might have a chance to go home and see your family and kids in your lifetime!"

Woodman was stunned for a moment, looking horrified at Mountain Eagle, and said, "You eavesdropped on our conversation, you were there when we changed..."

Mountain Eagle slightly nodded and said, "I have no prejudice against you all; after all, being an Assassin is just a job, and I even think you killing Glasman saved me a lot of trouble.

Now in front of me, these are my targets; they probably don't even know what kind of organizations they have offended, so I want to show them...

Do me a favor, make the call. If the reward is enough, I can let you choose one of them to kill, then use part of the reward to provide for your family, and help them hide where no one can find them.

Trust me, I'm Mountain Eagle, the one who helped Snowden gain freedom!

I can sign a contract with you, and I'm sure I have more credibility than the Edward Foundation!"