"Mr. Ace, don't forget that your FBI's investigation into the organization in Japan is against the rules. Even if you don't pay me for helping you, you should at least give me some hush money, right?"

Shuichi Akai knew that if he didn't say something, he would most likely not be able to come to Japan to investigate the organization again. He was well aware of the CIA's methods. Some agents even took extreme measures and resorted to shady tactics.

For example, they could directly imprison them, use truth serum to get the desired clues, and then put the blame directly on the organization - making them the defeated enemies of the organization, and let the FBI think that they just failed in the mission.

Akai Shuichi's brain raced and he came up with a suitable answer. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth without lighting it:

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but we don't have much information."

Although Shuichi Akai is not in the upper hand now, he will not give all the information he knows to the other party.

"Then tell me what you know."

Fujiwara Yu just wanted a more accurate answer. He didn't expect the FBI to really tell him the complete information, but as long as he could get a clue, he would be able to follow the clues and investigate further, so he didn't care if Akai Shuichi would hide something from him.

"We at the FBI only suspect Chris Wynyard has connections to the organization, but we don't have any definitive evidence yet." Akai Shuichi paused and added, "Since you've been tracking and investigating the FBI, you should also have some suspicions about Chris."

Fujiwara Yuu looked at his watch and confirmed that the plane would take off in an hour and a half.

"I'm not obligated to answer your questions... It's almost time to get you out of here."

"Then please, Mr. Agent, take us to the airport."

"Oh, you're welcome."