We in the IRS are friendly (Seeking Collection, Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

"The ID is real. I think you can tell. But if you insist on arguing that forging a 'real' ID is also possible, then I have nothing more to say."

Zhou Yi didn't bother playing the back-and-forth game with Ethan anymore and got straight to the point: "But Ethan, what I want to say is, time is running out."

"What do you mean, time is running out?" Ethan frowned. In fact, he had basically come to believe Zhou Yi's identity, but his current situation and the matter at hand forced him to be cautious.

"There is indeed a mole in your team," Zhou Yi said, not answering directly, but changing the subject. "I know it's not you; you were framed."

"Why?" Ethan felt like today was the day he'd asked "why" the most.

"Because of IQ," Zhou Yi pointed to his head. "That mole deliberately set you up. There are indeed many suspicious points about you, but the problem is that there are just too many suspicious points about you, and they are too obvious."

"A huge sum of money transferred directly to your parents' account, almost in plain sight," Zhou Yi shook his head. "Honestly, I really don't understand what kind of thinking the mole had to do something with such a huge loophole... If you were really the mole, would you have them transfer the money directly to your parents' account?"

"Of course not," Ethan shook his head. "I would have them transfer it to an unregistered black account, and then through various cash withdrawal and deposit operations, turn this money into legal and traceable income, or spend it directly in places that cannot be traced."

"Exactly. First of all, the fact that this money was transferred so blatantly is like trying to rub my IQ into the dirt."

Zhou Yi spread his hands. "Of course, I think your superior must have seen this too... Hmm... maybe, but he still identified you as the mole. Do you know why?"

"I know," Ethan was no longer as wary as before and replied, "Because I was the only one who survived."

"That's right, you were the only one who survived. That's why your superior thinks you're the mole. That money was just a not-so-convincing bonus."

Zhou Yi snapped his fingers. "So, now, what I'm going to tell you is – there's still someone alive in your team."

"What?" Hearing this, Ethan's eyes widened instantly. "What did you say?"

"I don't think they would be so stupid as to know that the money transferred to your parents' account wasn't very useful, so they devised this plan to 'kill' everyone else in the team except you."

"Then, with only you left, even if the evidence is insufficient, even a bit forced, what can be done? The mole can't kill themselves, right?"

Zhou Yi said this while spreading out the documents on the table.

"You mean, someone faked their death?" Ethan wasn't stupid and had already figured it out. "Who..."

"That's right, someone faked their death, and someone really died. You must also know that the person who faked their death is naturally the most suspicious," Zhou Yi spread out the files. "These documents contain detailed information about everyone in your team, but now, we can discard a few of them..."

"First, the technician," Zhou Yi took out a document, shook it, and put the information aside. "He's dead, and he died... miserably. But I saw CIA agents collecting the body later, so at least he'll get a decent funeral."

"Second, the one who was with you, Sarah," Zhou Yi pulled out another document. "She's also dead, but that team of agents took her body back."

"Third, Hanna... CIA agents were already cleaning up the wreckage inside the car after the explosion." Zhou Yi pulled out another document and then placed it aside.

"...And then?" Ethan asked, seeing that Zhou Yi made no further move.

"That's it," Zhou Yi picked up the remaining three documents and handed them to Ethan. "My principle is – dead or see the body."

"Me, Jim, and Claire..." Ethan frowned upon seeing this. "Jim is dead. I saw him get shot and fall into the water with my own eyes. And Claire, I remember she was in the car, and then the car exploded."

"As long as the position is controlled, even if hit in the abdomen, it would at most be severe bleeding," Zhou Yi said. "After Jim was hit, he fell off the bridge and disappeared. As for Claire... she wasn't in the car. There was only one body in the wreckage, and that was Hanna's."

"What?" Ethan frowned. "That's impossible, I saw it with my own eyes..."

"What you saw with your own eyes can also be problematic," Zhou Yi shook his head. "I only believe in evidence. As I said, dead or see the body. And now, there is no evidence to prove that those two are dead."

"..." Ethan was silent for a moment and then asked, "What did you mean by 'time is running out'?"

"If my guess is correct and those two faked their deaths, then it means either both of them are moles, or one of them is definitely a mole."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he walked over to Ethan's dining table, reached underneath, and pulled out a small listening device, showing it to Ethan. "According to the intelligence, your team is scheduled to gather at 4 AM, and now..."

Saying this, Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at his watch. "It's 3:30 AM. It's time for me to leave."

"If any of your team members return later, you must pretend you know nothing, understand?"

Zhou Yi took out a mobile phone from his clothes and handed it to Ethan. "This phone has been encrypted for security. It only has one number in it. You can use it to contact me. If any of your team members return later, it means the other party has a bigger plan, and they need to use you to achieve it."

"So, I need to pretend, cooperate, and act like I'm looking for the real mole?" Ethan asked after taking the phone and looking at it.

"Don't pretend," Zhou Yi corrected him. "Do what you originally intended to do, find that mole, do what you should do. You need to pretend our conversation never happened. I will follow you, provide help when appropriate, and gather enough evidence."

"What do you need evidence for?" Ethan asked. "Are you really some kind of IRS dispatched specialist?"

"As long as it's income, whether legal or illegal, it's subject to taxation," Zhou Yi put on his coat, collected the documents and IDs he brought, and smiled. "We IRS people are very friendly, as long as... you don't evade taxes."