Interrogation

Han Lin had rushed back overnight from Washington, and the first thing he heard upon returning to the base was that Howard had been hospitalized.

After locking up the three Hydra spies, he headed straight for a hospital owned by Stark Industries.

Han Lin violently grabbed an arrogantly dressed doctor in a white coat and forced him to reveal Howard's whereabouts. He dragged him to the entrance of the VIP ward and only threw him to the floor after confirming that he had not lied.

Watching Howard flirt with a gorgeous nurse dressed in a white blouse, short skirt, and white stockings, Han Lin rubbed his nose and pushed open the door.

The two people inside turned toward him at once. Han Lin spread his hands and said helplessly, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, buddy. I heard you were hospitalized, so I came straight to see you without even dealing with the rats..."

Howard openly said to the gorgeous little nurse, "Sweetheart, I think you need to help Dr. Allen up. I think he was frightened. Then you can come see me after work tonight. We can talk all night." As he spoke, Howard gave her backside a pat.

Han Lin looked at Howard speechlessly and asked with concern, "Are you all right? You came back from the brink of death?"

Howard looked at Han Lin with some disdain. "Lin, do you really think I don't have the ability to protect myself? That was my military laboratory. My security measures were pretty good."

"So you let yourself get shot in the thigh? It was less than five centimeters from the femoral artery, and you lost Dr. Zola too. Mr. Howard, if you hadn't taken the medicine, you really could have died there last night."

Hearing Han Lin lay out the facts, Howard said somewhat sheepishly, "Buddy, yesterday was actually the first time I faced enemies head-on. I was scared. I'm not as strong as you and Steve, and I don't have Carter's skills. All I have is a good brain. At the time, I just wanted to survive."

Seeing the usually thick-skinned Howard speak his true thoughts, Han Lin walked to the bed and patted his shoulder. "Howard, you're smarter than anyone. Knowledge is power.

You're stronger than Steve and me. No matter how strong we are, we can't compare to a nuclear bomb. One high-yield bomb could send us to meet God. You're the greatest scientist of this era. You'll change the world.

The people who attacked you were from Hydra. I'll find everyone who hurt you and rip out their guts to tie them in knots. You just focus on recovering here. Once you're better, get back to your research!"

"Oh, no! Lin, you can't treat an injured man like this. I was shot," Howard wailed.

Han Lin raised his brows and looked at Howard with amusement. "You just invited a hot girl over to talk all night. I don't think your kind of talking is just with your mouth, unless you want me to think your third leg is injured." He glanced between Howard's legs.

Howard quickly clamped his legs together and roared, "Lin, you're an asshole.

How did that idiot Allen provoke you?"

Han Lin shrugged. "I asked a nurse at the front desk for your room number, and she told me to find the attending physician. Then this guy said that, for your safety, I had to prove my identity first.

So I pulled out a gun and pressed it against his forehead. I think I scared the shit out of him. I shook him around a couple of times. Send someone to check on him later. If he wants compensation, put it on my tab."

"That guy is really unlucky. I'll give the poor kid a big red envelope later," Howard said helplessly.

"I'm going back to deal with those gangs. Dr. Zola has probably already been taken away by people Schmidt sent. What I need to do now is drag out every underground force connected to Hydra and send them to meet God." Han Lin's icy tone made Howard realize for the first time just how terrifying it was to be Han Lin's enemy.

Howard had witnessed Han Lin's transformation firsthand. He had gone from a young man who only knew how to use empty promises to negotiate with him into a superhuman capable of standing against the United States government. Even if he did not wear a red cape or his underwear on the outside.

That was why Howard was so glad that he had exchanged twelve percent of the shares for Han Lin's support back then. If their positions were reversed now, Howard would have been willing to hand over fifty-one percent of Stark Industries' stock to win Han Lin over and have him protect his family for the rest of his life.

Han Lin returned to the secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base and dragged the three Hydra spies into the interrogation room.

Before he even began the interrogation, Han Lin pulled out all their teeth. The three high-ranking Hydra spies had not even figured out how to respond before Han Lin's brutal methods had tortured them half to death.

After securing the three men to iron frames, Han Lin violently forced their jaws back into place. The pain brought tears streaming down their faces. Without teeth, they could not even bite their tongues to kill themselves.

"Now, I have some questions that I need the three of you to answer. Whoever answers the most and gives the most accurate information will meet God sooner.

Whoever lies or refuses to answer will suffer pain a hundred times worse than this. I don't know what kind of training Red Skull gave you.

But I'm from China. The Qing Dynasty has the Ten Great Manchu Tortures, and I don't think high-ranking people like you can endure every one of them. I'll arrange for the best doctors to let you experience the ultimate pain." Han Lin told the three spies their options in his coldest voice.

Hearing this, Senator James Quinn frantically said, "Han Lin, we're high-ranking government officials. You'll face sanctions from the United States if you treat us like this. We've made outstanding contributions to the United States."

Han Lin picked up a pair of pliers and walked over to Senator James Quinn. "You want to keep pretending? Come on, let's see how tough you really are."

As he spoke, he clamped the pliers around Senator James Quinn's thumbnail and ripped it off with force.

"Ahhhhhh..." The immense pain made James Quinn's body go rigid against the iron chair. Once the pain subsided, Han Lin clamped onto his index fingernail.

The same treatment caused the senator, who had only just recovered, to suffer a complete mental breakdown. "I'll talk. I'll tell you everything. Stop torturing me."

Han Lin asked in disappointment, "Only two fingers, and you've already given up? Weren't you acting tough just now? I thought you'd at least hold out until you lost one hand!

So, Mr. Senator, tell me. Who proposed sending gangs to attack Stark Industries yesterday?"

This time, James Quinn did not hesitate to sell out one of the two major generals. "It was Major General Horton Blade. He was assigned that task. We had different duties."

Han Lin turned to look at a balding major general. "Wow, our major general was sold out just like that. Then let's see what our major general can tell us!

You had only discussed attacking Stark Industries during your meeting yesterday, yet someone acted that very night. Did you give the order?"

Horton Blade's eyes shifted for a moment before he said, "I arranged it. I had Colonel Lawrence under my command send people to Stark Industries."

"Looks like my warning didn't have much effect. Let's see whether General Brand can be tougher than our senator." Han Lin said with interest.

As he spoke, he kept pulling off the thumbnails and index fingernails one after another. When he clamped the pliers around the middle fingernail, Horton Brand begged:

"Stop, stop. I'll talk. I'll tell you everything. It was Eaton Hopes. He was in command. He was supposed to act together with me, but he moved ahead of schedule for the credit."

"Who is he?"

"Eaton Hopes is the mayor of New York. He's the biggest backer of those gangs."

Han Lin understood. He called in a young S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and said to the three terrified officials:

"Now, tell us the names of every Hydra mole you know, regardless of rank or identity. As long as you reveal everything you know, I can give you a dignified death. As long as your families are not Hydra, they can receive compensation from the United States.

But I'll interrogate the people brought in after you too. If you deliberately hide any spies and I find out, I'll invite your families in for a cup of tea as well and see whether they can withstand my torture.

I heard Mr. Senator has an adorable son and daughter, as well as an illegitimate daughter he has hidden away. General Brand also has two beautiful daughters. As for General Brian, you never married, but we discovered that you sponsor an orphanage. The director, Ms. Shirley, has a daughter named Avril, and she has a relationship with you. Do any of you need to add anything?" Han Lin slowly said as he looked at the three spies, whose faces had gone deathly pale and whose mouths dripped with blood and saliva.