Luke rummaged in the side pocket of his suit, and after several seconds he pulled out a long piece of paper with a "haha".
Holding the note high, he began to read: "Tom Wilson, Rod Peterson, Joaquin Snipes, etc. You are an FBI agent, you are a CIA agent, you are even a special investigator for the Department of Homeland Security! God, Mr. Garrett, you are a damn genius!"
As he spoke, the expressions of the three people in front of him and the people watching the video from SHIELD all looked extremely ugly.
The fact that this psychopathic Jeff reported this information only proves that he has an extraordinary understanding of Garrett.
In addition, given the current situation of the three people, it doesn't look like they are being forced to confess. Instead, they look more like "tools" or... stage props
"Well, the rest is too long, you can read it yourself." Luke threw the note to Garrett, and the long white paper hung around his neck like a shroud.
Then Luke walked up to the man in the middle and said, "Now on stage is the second male guest of this game, Mr. Grant Ward."
Reaching out his hand and pressing it on Ward's shoulder, he turned behind Ward, leaned close to the other's head and took a deep breath.
Although he had used the Thousand Faces System to block all external smells, he still looked satisfied: "Mr. Ward, you have the same smell as Jeff."
Ward's eyes flickered, but he said nothing.
Luke placed his hands on his shoulders and tilted his head back, "This is the smell of hatred. Who do you hate the most? Your parents or your siblings? They hurt you and didn't pay the price?"
Patting Ward's shoulder vigorously, he laughed: "Come on, smile. Only when you can face your inner desires correctly can you be a strong person."
As he spoke, he took out another long string of paper and said, "Your identity is just like that of Mr. Garrett. It's a mystery. Let's keep it a secret until the end, okay?"
Walking back from Ward to the front of the three people, Luke walked to Hill on the far right, squatted down, put his hand on her bolingai, looked up and looked at her: "Ms. Hill, as the only female guest of this game, I must give you some preferential treatment. So I will keep some of your little secrets to myself. Now, are you ready?"
Hill: "Can you tell me about it? I can't seem to remember what my secret is."
Luke laughed and patted her thigh twice with his hand: "No, no, no, your secret is very interesting. The personal privacy of the beautiful lady cannot be announced to all the agents of SHIELD. It will make many people disappointed."
He stood up with his hands on his knees, lifted the hem of his suit, and stood with his hands on his hips: "Okay, let's get into the game, otherwise your colleagues will find us here."
In the SHIELD, a technician suddenly said, "Found him. He's in the mountains 20 kilometers northeast of Waterville, Pennsylvania."
Nick Fury narrowed his eyes: Could it be that this guy has an insider in SHIELD
He subconsciously glanced at the people here, and immediately gave up his unrealistic idea.
He really couldn't be sure how many people had infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D.
Hydra alone has left SHIELD in tatters and beyond repair.
It doesn’t seem like a big deal if there’s one more crazy inside player.
The farce that is being played out now is nothing more than dog-eat-dog, and Nick Fury needs to consider what impact this will have on his plans.
If Hill had not been captured, he would probably be calmer at this moment and would not worry about whether he could rescue people.
It's not easy to kill someone with someone else's knife, but if a knife comes from the sky and kills Garrett, it would be a very good ending.
On the screen, Luke had already pushed two machines.
These two machines are very simple.
Whether it was the three people facing the machine or the SHIELD side, everyone could see that there was a short steel pipe added to the front of the nail gun and a fixed bracket underneath.
There are two wires extending from the nail gun behind each machine. The long wire ends with a control button, and then the two shorter wires are connected together, and there is also a control button at the end.
Luke held a control button with a long wire in each hand and stuffed it into the palms of Garrett and Ward's right hands.
The three "guests" had their hands tied to the armrests of the chairs and their legs tied to the chair legs.
The chair was very rough, but its main body was made of steel bars with a diameter of more than three centimeters, the bottom was nailed to the ground, and the ropes used to bind it were special ropes of extremely high strength.
As long as they don't suddenly transform into a green fat man, or the elemental mage uses his ultimate skill, it will be impossible to break free quickly.
At this moment, only the right hands of the three of them were facing up, and they could still move their fingers flexibly.
Faced with the control button that Luke gave them, Garrett and Ward did not refuse. They needed to figure out what Luke wanted to do.
Luke held up the control button on the short wire in his hand and said, "Gentlemen, as you can see, the control button in your hand can control the judgment machine in front of each other. Let me demonstrate its working mechanism to you first."
As he spoke, he pressed the control button behind the short wire in his hand.
Suddenly, red lights flashed on the two machines, and a low-quality, unpleasant electronic voice sounded: "The bullet of love is about to be fired. Please choose within ten seconds whether to press the button in your hand to kill the other guest first and save your precious life. Nineteen... three, two, one!"
Bang!
Two gunshots rang out, and a bullet hole appeared on the shoulder of Garrett and Ward, and both of their faces were twisted in pain.
Neither of them pressed the button in their hands because they could tell that the muzzle of the judge's gun was aimed at the shoulder.
Luke hadn't originally planned to kill them the first time, as that would have been a waste of these two tools.
He simply readjusted the muzzles of the two Inquisition machines, this time aiming at their hearts.
Garrett and Ward's faces turned completely dark. This was going to kill them.
Whether it's a button or a countdown, it's forcing them to make a choice - either let the other die first, or die together.
Luke moved quickly.
Because he had only one goal: to finish the show and send the two men on their way.
There was no need for a very elaborate plan, he was just here to rack up points, and his acting was just to cover up, he definitely didn't enjoy it.
After aiming, he loaded two rifle bullets into the steel tube.
Garrett and Ward both noticed it, after all, Luke finished reloading less than two meters away from them.
The first shot just now was just a normal pistol bullet, and the shoulders of the two men could still be saved.
The rifle bullet hit the chest, and even if it wasn't the heart, there was no way to save him.
The two of them started thinking at full speed.
After Luke finished fixing the judgement machine, he looked at the two men's expressions, walked over with a chuckle, and quickly tore off the tape covering their mouths. "Sorry, I was too busy just now and forgot about this. Now, what do the two male guests think? Please tell the audience in front of the screen. It will be the most important speech in your life."