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After tracking down the identity of the person who sold the bomb to Eric on the dark web, Lynn Hall immediately led a team to make the arrest.

The two men who sold Eric the custom-made bombs were from the Middle East.

"Boss, these two guys are actually penniless!"

After searching the room, Sean glanced disdainfully at the two Middle Eastern men kneeling on the ground.

He then placed a stack of IOUs in front of Lynn Hall: "Boss, according to what's shown on these IOUs, these two guys bought bomb-making materials from more than a dozen suppliers and then made them themselves."

"The largest IOU is for $30,000, and the smallest is for $2,000."

Looking at the IOU Sean handed him, Lynn Hall found it absurd: "Not only is there a debt, but they've also written down such detailed evidence? Have those guys on the black market lost their minds?"

Who knows?

Hearing Lynn Hall's teasing, Sean shrugged. "I also find it a bit ridiculous. When did those guys on the black market start allowing IOUs?"

"That's because we have a very good reputation and have been working with these guys for three years, so they allowed us to temporarily delay payment."

"They weren't aware of these IOUs; we wrote them down ourselves because we were afraid we'd forget."

One of the Middle Eastern men looked at Lynn Hall and said, "Sir, if we confess everything, can we avoid death?"

Lynn was just about to speak when the Middle Eastern man asked him a question.

Another Middle Eastern man said very sincerely, "Sir, please don't lie to us. We are from the Middle East, and we deal with death every day."

"So I can tell whether you really will let us go, or whether you will kill us after you finish questioning us."

Listening to what the two Middle Eastern men were saying, Lynn leaned back on the sofa and smiled at Sean, "These two guys aren't stupid after all!"

As he spoke, Lynn looked at the two of them: "Only those with value deserve to live, so don't waste my time!"

After receiving Lynn Hall's promise, one of the Middle Eastern men immediately said, "Sir, we belong to the Hurseg armed forces and came to New York three years ago."

"The bomb used in the Brooklyn bombing was made by my brother and me, and the bomb used in the Los Angeles terrorist attack two years ago was also purchased from us!"

Hearing the Middle Eastern man's words, Sean crossed his arms and laughed, "Boss, those guys in Los Angeles are really this sloppy? We'll have some fun after this is over."

Hearing Sean's words, Lynn Hall nodded, then looked at the two Middle Eastern men and asked, "Why are you in New York? What is your purpose?"

In response to Lynn Hall's question, another Middle Eastern man immediately replied, "Sir, we Hurseg were originally one of the largest armed forces in the Middle East, with tens of thousands of square kilometers of territory."

"But four years ago, a group of armed forces suddenly rose up. They were not only numerous, but also possessed advanced weapons manufactured by Stark Industries."

"In just one year, they swallowed up dozens of surrounding forces and even drove us out of our homeland!"

At this point, the Middle Eastern man's expression turned extremely angry: "We joined forces with other armed groups to try and eliminate them, but Stark Industries' weapons were simply too advanced; we were no match for them."

"That's why we came to New York. We needed money. In the past three years, besides keeping what we needed, all the money from selling bombs..."

Before the Middle Eastern man could finish speaking, Lynn Hall interrupted him, "You mean, someone is secretly funding this suddenly rising armed group and providing them with weapons manufactured by Stark Industries?"

"Yes, sir, and to my knowledge, they are the only armed force possessing Stark Industries weapons!"

Hearing what the two said, Lynn Hall began to ponder.

Tony Stark was attacked and went missing two and a half months ago while traveling to the Middle East to showcase weapons.

Based on my understanding of the Iron Man plot and the report made by Colonel Rhodes of the military.

The armed group that attacked Tony Stark and his men used weapons manufactured by Stark Industries.

Therefore, the missing Tony Stark may be in the hands of that group.

Thinking of this, Lynn Hall looked at the two Middle Eastern men and asked, "Can you find this group's stronghold?"

"sure!"

Sensing the disappearance of the murderous intent emanating from Lynn, the two Middle Eastern men immediately nodded and said, "Sir, the Middle East is our home, so we can easily find them!"

Having received a clear answer, Lynn Hall holstered his pistol and stood up from the sofa: "Sean, take them back!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing Lynn's order, Sean immediately had his team take the two Middle Eastern men away!

Half an hour later, inside the FBI building in New York.

"Rich, still not resting so late?"

Upon arriving at the office of Chief of Staff Rich Hood, Lynn Hall asked with a smile.

[Rich Hood's favorability rating: 7]

"You're back?"

Seeing Lynn Hall walk in, Richie Hood gestured for Lynn to sit down, and at the same time opened the drawer of his desk, took out a cigar, and handed it to Lynn.

"Thank you, but I'm not used to this!"

Sitting across from Richie Hood, Lynn waved his hand, then took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

"Sigh, with such a big incident in Brooklyn, the chief is furious, so naturally this old man has to work overtime!"

Seeing Lynn's refusal, Richie Hood lit a cigar and said, "Is it all settled?"

"It's all settled. We can hold the press conference tomorrow!"

As he spoke, Lynn Hall placed the briefcase on the table and opened it, revealing it to be full of flour seized from the Digital Gang.

"Looks like tonight's been quite fruitful!"

Glancing at the huge box of flour on the table, Richie Hood chuckled, "Two million should be enough, right?"

"almost!"

"Then let's do it the old way."

Setting down his cigar and closing his briefcase, Richie Hood chuckled.

The so-called old rule is that Lynn and Rich Hood, the head of the intelligence agency, each keep 15% of the profits, and the rest is handed over to the agency.

He placed the black suitcase under his desk.

Ricky Hood then smiled and started talking about serious business with Lynn Hall.