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Chapter 97 The Traditional Interrogation Method Using the Union Jack

"I'm going to be busy again."

After Coulson complained, the group sat down around the coffee table and drank coffee.

Time ticked by, and Jon, sitting in his chair, grew increasingly impatient, feeling as if his anger was about to erupt.

In this secret underground base, people's perception of time becomes unusually dulled, since there are no reference points around them.

Here, apart from the constantly changing numbers on the wall, there is no other way to know the time.

Incidentally, Jon has checked the time several times, which means his patience is about to reach its limit.

But now, Fury hasn't shown up yet; I wonder what he's dawdling about inside.

Seeing this, Jon secretly decided that in half an hour, he would break in and use his unique interrogation method.

Thanks to the JOJ0 vampire bloodline within him, he has unparalleled control over his body.

While it cannot fully replicate Dior's vaporization and freezing method, it is more than sufficient for interrogation.

All he had to do was insert his hand into Garrett's heart and slowly freeze his blood vessels using vaporization freezing... little by little.

This would surely cause Garrett unbearable pain; even Captain America couldn't withstand such torture.

Just as Jon was pondering, the interrogation room door was suddenly flung open, and Fury strode out, his trench coat fluttering in the wind.

"Frey?"

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Jon Snow suddenly stood up, a look of excitement and cruelty on his face, and asked, "Are you done questioning? Did he confess?"

Fury approached, saw the cold glint in Jon's eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly shook his head.

"Not yet, but it's almost there. Someone's going to show me their unique interrogation method. Listen."

He opened his arms, and the next second, heart-wrenching screams echoed from the interrogation room.

"Where's the captain?" Jon was taken aback. "Don't tell me the captain did this. It can't really be him, can it?"

"

Fury opened his mouth, wanting to say something but unable to, and finally just sighed.

He hadn't expected that when Garrett revealed that Hydra still existed, the captain would instantly erupt in a state of intense rage and complex emotions.

Because of Fury, the captain was still barely holding back, but as time went on...

Seeing that Garrett was unwilling to tell the whole story, the captain, who was originally playing the good cop, volunteered to help with the interrogation.

He said he wanted to show Fury the interrogation methods used during World War II, so he could learn something from them.

At this moment, screams echoed continuously in the interrogation room, indicating that Garrett was on the verge of collapse.

The screams gradually subsided, and a moment later, Captain America walked out of the interrogation room, his face still contorted with anger.

"Apart from the matter of clairvoyance, they've confessed to everything else." The captain pointed to the records inside. "I never imagined there would still be Nazi remnants in this era."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Fury's eyes as he looked at Jon, raised his chin, and said, "The rest is up to you. Make sure he leaves quickly."

"Understood." Jon walked expressionlessly toward the interrogation room. "He'll have a quick death."

What came into view was Garrett, his face bruised and swollen. He was now unable to speak, which showed how ruthless the captain had been.

This scene completely changed Jon's perception of Captain America.

Sure enough, no one showed mercy to the Nazis, even if that person was a good person before being injected with the super-soldier serum.

Standing before the dying Garrett, Jon suddenly lost his interest in mocking him.

As the man about to take John Garrett's life, he found himself surprisingly calm.

Despite this being his first murder, his clenched fist showed no tremor or fluctuation.

"I was going to use Star Platinum to pierce your heart directly." Jon looked down at the blood-soaked traitor.

But I ultimately couldn't get over that hurdle.

"But for the souls and dignity of all the victims, you must pay with your life! That is beyond question!"

"However—" He suddenly grabbed Garrett's chin, his eyes flashing with malice, "you won't die too easily either."

"hehe."

Seeing this, Garrett forced a mocking smile through his swollen eyelids; for him now, death was a relief.

But he soon changed his mind, because Jon wouldn't let him die a quick death; that would be too easy for him.

"You know what?" Jon released his grip and wiped the blood off John's body. "My warhorse was forged from the sins of hundreds of fallen ones."

"A journey unlike any other, are you looking forward to it?"

He suddenly put two fingers into his mouth, and a sharp whistle rang out.

With a crisp sound as horseshoes struck the ground, a skeletal warhorse engulfed in eerie blue flames appeared out of thin air.

"Be prepared! This is your punishment!"

Jon's face finally showed anger. He bent back and pointed at Garrett.

"The Punishment of Ten Thousand Spirits Devouring the Body!"

A rift in the spirit world tore open behind Garrett, and a warhorse neighed as it bit its prey's neck and instantly vanished into it.

"My warhorse will lead you through the spirit world, a realm teeming with resentment. If you believe you are in the right, your spirit will protect you, but!"

"If you hesitate even for a moment, the fear emanating from your soul will attract countless vengeful spirits to devour you."

The sound of horses' hooves drowned out the rest of his sentence.

But Garrett's distorted expression said it all.

When the first vengeful spirit tore off a fragment of his soul, the scream echoed directly in Jon's mind through the mental connection.

"Just as I expected." Jon sneered.

This level eight agent, who couldn't even see the Platinum Star, was as mentally fragile as a sheet of paper.

This guy has no faith, no principles, only the instinct to survive; he's a complete scoundrel.

"Hmph, futile struggle." Jon waved his hand dismissively and walked out of the interrogation room with a bored expression.

Sure enough, there was no real satisfaction in avenging others; it only slightly satisfied his sense of justice.

Jon Snow felt that having Platinum Star kill John Garrett would only dirty Platinum Star's hands; the guy wasn't worth it.

And so, John Garrett suffered attacks from countless dark creatures in the spirit world, ultimately meeting a violent end.

"It's over?" Fury opened his eyes, his one eye sweeping across Jon's face. "What did he say last?"

Jon shrugged, his expression full of disdain.

"He laughed at me twice and then died. By the way, I disposed of the body as well."

"Hmm, not bad."

Fury, used to this, turned to the others in the room and said frankly, "Everyone here is someone I can trust. Garrett just dropped a bombshell, Captain?"

He nodded to the captain, indicating that it would be more credible for him to speak.

Steve stood up, his fists clenching unconsciously, his voice trembling with anger.

"The terrorist organization Hydra has survived from World War II to this day, and it is hiding inside S.H.I.E.L.D."

"For years, they've been operating under the guise of S.H.I.E.L.D. while secretly developing their operations."

The air in the room froze instantly.

Coulson's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, the Blade Runner's sunglasses reflecting a cold light.

Only Jon Snow remained calm, but everyone else's faces were filled with the same question: How did Hydra manage to do that?

Blade suddenly took off his sunglasses and wiped them.

For the first time, he seriously considered leaving S.H.I.E.L.D.—an organization more dangerous than the vampire lairs he hunted.

Fortunately, he only needs to report to Fury and doesn't need to go to headquarters, but Coulson is in a terrible situation.

The current headquarters is like the Dark Forest Book to him.

"Captain, what's our next step?" Coulson broke the silence, asking neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"No rush," Steve said, turning to Jon. "Our task now is to get Jon thinking."

Jon understood and closed his eyes, following Garrett's line upwards...

A short while later, he suddenly opened his eyes and said to everyone, "The next person is Grant Ward, because Garrett is his supervisor."

"Guys," he said, looking around at the group, "keep an eye on him. I'm sure he'll lead us to the clairvoyant's lair."

"He must be itching to inherit everything Garrett has now."

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