A private airport on the outskirts of Austin...

Mountain Eagle sat in a hangar, with Andrew Bonar in a suit lying in front of him...

A guy who a few hours ago was preparing to negotiate with some bigwigs who call the shots in Texas, now curled up on the ground in pain like a dead dog, continuously vomiting bile.

While waiting for Mikhailovich to come pick him up, Mountain Eagle completed the interrogation of Andrew Bonar.

As the secret controller of the 'Replacer,' in Mountain Eagle's mind, Andrew Bonar was a guy who deserved to die a hundred times, because he had seen with his own eyes in Los Angeles how the instructors of the 'Replacer' controlled and trained the children of illegal immigrants...

This group of people would cut off all the 'hope' in the children's lives, take away everything valuable from around them, and then use a series of means to force those children to become the kind of tools they wanted.

It's like the 'scouts'!

Except the methods used to train the 'scouts' are equally effective on some adult illegal immigrants.

Those young people living at the bottom of society have almost no ability to resist against the 'Replacer' system.

In the end, they are treated as consumables, becoming numb oxen and horses holding guns to work. After being squeezed for their last bit of value, they are arranged for a suicidal mission, becoming the ghosts under the police's guns, dying while carrying the blame.

This is the operational logic of the 'Replacer'!

Jiao Jia especially hated this kind of business, particularly the attitude of these people towards children, so he was exceptionally cruel to Andrew Bonar...

During the first round of interrogation, he only asked a few basic questions, and then broke a few of Andrew Bonar's ribs when he hesitated slightly.

Watching the guy curse with his head on the ground, holding his chest and groaning in pain, Mountain Eagle glanced at the time and said, "My time is tight. I'm going to ask you a few questions next. If you answer me truthfully, then I'll hand you over to the 'Bangkok Group'...

Once you're in the hands of the authorities, your days might be slightly better!

So, are you willing to answer my questions?"

"Uh..."

Andrew Bonar, lying on his side on the ground, moaned in pain. Looking at Mountain Eagle's expressionless face, he said painfully, "You madman, you killed all those people...

You surely don't know who those people were. Even if you are Mountain Eagle, you are dead!"

Mountain Eagle looked at Andrew Bonar's painful expression and counted on his fingers, "A Texas senator, a Houston congressman, the boss of a military underwriting company, two energy company shareholders, did I miss anyone?

Oh, and a big landowner in San Antonio...

They're dead, and so what?"

Andrew Bonar looked at Mountain Eagle like a lunatic, screaming in pain, "You know exactly who they were, yet you burned them to death.

You lunatic, they all belonged to the Belgar Lake Foundation, you killed them, and soon someone will come after you.

You're finished!"

Mountain Eagle shook a voice recorder, smiling, "Inside here are recordings of their conversations at the club, including your negotiations with them.

Obviously, you didn't get what you wanted from them and were kicked out of the club.

Those people were extremely arrogant, but I'm different. I'm very interested in the information you hold..."

Andrew Bonar is in so much pain now that he couldn't straighten up, glaring viciously at Mountain Eagle, saying, "Mountain Eagle, you will regret this..."

Mountain Eagle grabbed Andrew Bonar's hair, pulling his upper body up amidst his painful cries, then gazed into his eyes and said solemnly, "Buddy, this isn't my turf, so I don't want to make a mess here.

Don't force me to use knives, we both know you're no tough guy, you can't hold up!"

Andrew Bonar, with a stiff expression, said, "You can't kill me, you gain nothing from it!"

Mountain Eagle looked at the stubborn guy, sighed, took out his phone, and showed Andrew Bonar a video of Chef Julian cooking...

Watching his pupils contract severely, his eyes unconsciously avoiding the scene, Mountain Eagle turned up the volume a bit, letting the screams pierce his eardrums...

"Bro, cruelty comes in many levels. I happen to know a few 'artists,' you wouldn't want me to send you to this guy's chopping board."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle patted Andrew Bonar's arm, "You're too fat, it would require a lot of preparation to handle you, and as far as I know, every step of that preparation is very painful.

I suggest you take my advice, give me the information I want, then I'll hand you over to the 'Bangkok Group,' and maybe you'll have a decent end."

The process of 'Chef' Julian's cooking is very stimulating...

In the currently circulating video outside, the protagonist is Rain, the Director of the Border Management Bureau. Chef Julian doesn't appear on screen.

In the video, Rain is tied in front of a dining table, and every dish prepared by the chef is fed to him. He went insane before he could even eat half.

However, in the underground dark web, there is a complete video, and what Mountain Eagle played for Andrew Bonar was a portion of it.

In fact, even Mountain Eagle can't bear to watch such videos...

He can handle all sorts of gore, death, severed limbs, gutting, he's seen it all, but he really can't bear to watch Julian's cooking scenes...

Because it's too professional, too clean. Chef Julian tells everyone with meticulousness that when it comes to 'being human,' he's the best!

Honestly, if Julian's ingredients weren't human and replaced with any other animal, his videos could be on a gourmet show.

But when the ingredients are human, that kind of bone-deep fear affects everyone who sees it.

Andrew Bonar is not a good person, but in the face of such a video, he only managed until Julian was searing human liver before collapsing...

"You madman..."

Andrew Bonar averted his gaze, closed his eyes, and shouted loudly, "Take it away. I'll tell you everything I know!"

Mountain Eagle readily put away the phone, smilingly looked down at the gasping Andrew Bonar, and said, "Where is the Death Angel?"

Andrew Bonar, upon hearing this, opened his eyes and looked at Mountain Eagle, "You don't want the 'Replacer'?"

Mountain Eagle sneered, "Handling the 'Replacer' is the 'Bangkok Group's task...

Of course, if it's convenient, I don't mind cutting you into pieces!

But right now what interests me most is the Death Angel...

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Andrew Bonar's flickering eyes and smiled, "Don't get any wrong ideas. If I find out you've given me the wrong answer, I'll make sure to put you on the Chef's chopping board, no matter where you are then.

I am terrifying a group of people; the scarier the scene, the better the effect...

As far as I know, the 'Chef's human handling' is the most intimidating, only we have a hard time finding suitable 'ingredients' for him."

After listening, Andrew Bonar nodded painfully, "OK, OK, as long as I tell you the information on the Death Angel, you will hand me over to the 'Bangkok Group,' right?"

With that, he saw Mountain Eagle's slightly impatient expression, closed his eyes, and said, "Canada, the Death Angel is in Canada..."