"You know, this is stupid.", says Vincente. "Hey, kiddo, does that gadget gives you the information we need?"
"I guess...", says Luna. "There's a lot of encrypted stuff, but I should be able to go through it eventually. The data on the bombs is the most-reviewed info here, anycase."
"Then I guess we don't need ya now, then.", says Vincente, pulling out his pistol and pointing it at the medic's face, thumbing back the hammer.
"WAIT!", says the Doctor. "You'll need me!"
"...why?"
"Because the data doesn't includes descriptions or pictures of the clients! It only has numbers and pseudonyms!", says the Doctor. "I have seen their faces and I would be able to recognize them for you!"
"You know that you have just traded off being shot for being tortured, right?", says Vncente.
The Doctor dry-gulps.