"You're an idiot..."

Woodman, dragging a twisted arm, was pushed by the Butcher along a corridor and then locked in a small room with the grim-faced James.

The two were placed on wooden chairs, their hands and feet firmly tied to the armrests and chair legs with duct tape.

Woodman recalled the structure of the small building he memorized, and the two guys he saw in a room earlier who shared a fate similar to his own...

Hearing James beside him emit a painful groan, Woodman displayed a hint of annoyance on his numb face and said, "You idiot, be quiet..."

James, groaning with his head down, squeezed out a few words through his teeth...

"I'm numbing them. I already feel like I can move. As soon as they relax their guard over us, I can break free..."

Woodman watched his companion, the big guy William and the black-haired girl Shelley being carried past the door and into the next room...

He glanced at James, who had been acting smarty-pants from the beginning, slightly shook his head and said, "Partnering with you is the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life!"

James froze for a moment, discontentedly asked, "What are you talking about?

I'm trying my best to find a way to escape, but what about you?"

Woodman took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "I'm resting and preparing to deal with their interrogation.

The more scheming you have, the more painful it will be later...

Remember, no matter who gets questioned first, the other must remember what they say. If you don't know, you can tell the truth, but never arrogantly expose your partner's lie."

James heard this, nervously said, "That guy said he is a contractor for the Department of Homeland Security, as long as we end up being handed to the Department of Homeland Security, he won't have the authority to interrogate us under torture..."

Woodman was shocked by James' naivety and stupidity and opened his eyes, pessimistically said, "Does Bright Ladder really have no one available anymore?

Why would they send an idiot like you here to execute a task?"

Speaking of which, Woodman seemed to recall something, shook his head and said, "I knew those so-called training camps have no use; borrowing Mossad's venues and lessons won't turn someone into a top Assassin..."

James froze for a moment, then somewhat dissatisfied said, "Hey, I didn't drag my feet during the mission..."

Woodman exhibited a bitter smile, said, "You're right. You let Shelley put on a blood bag, and then took off her police uniform during emergency aid, inadvertently lifted her skirt revealing her underwear...

The amateurs at the scene were indeed fooled by you...

But have you considered, in sub-zero temperatures, even with indoor heating, wearing a summer uniform is very strange?

It's not Shelley's skirt that's strange; it's your shirt that's strange...

That's probably when we were targeted!"

Speaking, Woodman glanced at the Butcher and Post Box passing by the door, sighed and said, "Why do you think they didn't expose us on the spot, but instead followed us to a secluded place to make a move?"

James frowned and said, "The situation was very chaotic at the time; maybe the other side wasn't ready either..."

After another sigh, Woodman closed his eyes again and said, "Because they are giving the Department of Homeland Security a choice...

The Department of Homeland Security doesn't need a few intact Assassins to stand trial; they need confessions and intelligence.

Later, remember to hold out; the longer you can hold out, the longer you'll survive!"

...…

"Ah..."

Mountain Eagle looked at the person in front whose mouth was ripped off the tape and started screaming loudly...

Two Thieves, one male and one female, the male was obviously a Romani, that is, a Gypsy.

Brown curls, light blue eyes, light brown skin, along with relatively soft facial lines and a melancholy gaze, made this male Gypsy Thief appear somewhat handsome...

The female Thief next to him was a white woman, about 30 years old, her face bore the marks of a knife, making it slightly unnatural, though overall still very high-class...

Her figure was, as Post Box said, very firestorm-like, seated in the chair, her chest would naturally push open the zipper of her clothes.

Coupled with a few freckles on her face and finely treated lines at the corners of her eyes, she exuded a rare and innocent charm amidst her maturity. Such a woman with contradictory temperament, as long as she could speak a bit and groom herself a little, she'd be the kind that mature men find irresistible.

Ever since Mountain Eagle entered the room, the woman attempted to strike up a conversation with him, but Mountain Eagle wasn't the kind to sympathize with tender charms. He first taped up the woman's mouth and then ripped the tape off the male Thief's mouth...

The male Thief was visibly terrified, he screamed loudly and then, realizing Mountain Eagle and the others were indifferent, began to babble non-stop...

"Is there some misunderstanding, I'm a tourist, I got lost in the snowstorm, if you want money, I can have my dad transfer money to you...

Don't hurt me, don't hurt me..."

"I'm a tourist, I just want to see the sights of Alaska, I didn't carry much cash with me, but my dad is very rich, please don't hurt me, my dad will give you money..."

"......"

This guy kept repeating similar phrases over and over, as if he was addressing Mountain Eagle, but it actually seemed more like he was firming his own resolve...

Mountain Eagle watched the guy's performance as if watching a play, waiting until he was dry-mouthed from all the talking, then uncapped a bottle of water and held it to his mouth for a sip, then waved to the Butcher beside him...

Receiving the order, the Butcher snarled, pulled out a knife, walked to the male Thief's side, rapidly cut open and tore off his clothes, then dragged his chair to the window, proceeded to open a narrow slit in the window, letting the outside cold wind blow directly onto him...

The male Thief's body was shocked by the cold wind, goosebumps appeared at a visible speed.

Mountain Eagle smilingly turned off the room's heating, then walked to the windowsill, scooped up a heap of snow and piled it onto the male Thief's crotch...

Terrified, the guy squirmed, but because his waist was tightly fastened to the chair back with duct tape, he couldn't shake off the bone-chilling snow no matter how...

Mountain Eagle, watching the screaming male Thief with a smile, said, "You know, athletes soak in ice baths after intense exercise, ice water helps stimulate blood vessel contraction and also relieves muscle pain.

I see you're especially agitated, so I'll help you calm down, that way it'll help you recall what happened in the past period."

With that, Mountain Eagle glanced at his watch, smiled and said, "Don't worry, the weather isn't particularly cold, your bodily tissues won't immediately necrotize...

If you can stay excited, maybe you can hold on for quite a while!"

The Thief painfully twisted his body, realizing he couldn't shake off the chill below, his sudden sweating deepened his body's cold...

He desperately twisted his body, making all sorts of twisted pitiful gestures, screaming trying to arouse Mountain Eagle and the others' sympathy!

A few minutes later, the Thief disheartenedly realized these people before him were ruthless Executioners...

He sneaked a peek at the female thief with her mouth taped up, hesitated for a few seconds and then loudly exclaimed, "ok, ok, I'll tell you whatever you want to know..."

Seeing the female thief glare at him with murderous eyes, the male Thief angrily shouted, "Don't look at me like that, it's not you who's having your little brother frozen.

We just stole a little something after all..."

With that, the male Thief looked at Mountain Eagle and shouted, "I've told you, now take away all this snow and turn on the heating, I can't feel my little brother...

Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you!"

Mountain Eagle smiled at the male Thief, considerately stepped forward to close the window, allowing the guy to breathe a slight sigh of relief...

In the Thief's expectant expression, Mountain Eagle glanced down at the snow in the Thief's crotch and then, amidst his terrified expression, sealed his mouth with duct tape...

Watching the thief's terrified expression, Mountain Eagle smiled, saying, "Now I'm going to talk to your accomplice, you point out one lie she says, I'll have my mates rescue your little buddy.

If your performance pleases me, your little buddy will be spared..."

The Thief froze for a moment, struggled violently to indicate he wanted to speak...

Mountain Eagle smiled and shook his head, said, "Now's not the time for you to talk..."

With that, Mountain Eagle signaled to Daria to rip off the female Thief's mouth tape...

"Hey, hello Lady Thief, let's have a chat..."