Skye left the base and was sent to the city with her own things and equipment. She first booked a room in the hotel, then turned on her laptop to surf the Internet and prepared to contact Wesley and others.
On the plane, Wesley is holding a meeting. Now he will command everyone, although his current level is level 7.
"Now that you're here, let me talk about the information we have," Wesley said.
"Oh, it seems you've done a lot?" asked John Garrett.
Wesley looked at him and then said with a smile, "yes, we did do a lot of things. Now that you are here and there are more people, I think the efficiency should be higher. The centipede organization kidnapped agent Phil Colson. Let's not talk about the purpose, just the clues."
Victoria hand asked, "why not say the purpose? What if you make a wrong judgment?"
"Yes, and the other party can take Phil. There are still a lot of questions. How do they know Phil's whereabouts?" John Garrett also asked.
"You two don't seem to know very well. I'm the commander here. All you need to do is obey orders. I don't need you to help me analyze problems. I won't answer confidential questions," Wesley said coldly.
"Secret? We are both level 8 agents. What can you know but we can't know?" Victoria hand was a little angry. She was very angry when she was commanded by a level 7 agent. The hierarchy of the Divine Shield has never been broken again.
"Secrets are secrets. Don't measure me by the hierarchy of the Divine Shield Bureau. You know that I am still a member of the avenger alliance. Your hierarchy can't limit me. The avenger alliance and the Divine Shield bureau have a cooperative relationship, and director Nick Frey's trust in the Avengers is higher than that of the Divine Shield Bureau. I think you know this." Wesley didn't save them any face. Now the key point is to rescue Phil Colson. We can't let them hold back.
"Well, we obey the director's orders. Now please assign tasks. The top priority is to save Phil," John Garrett said with a smile.
Wesley didn't like this guy at all. He worked in the s.h.i.e.l.d. all his life. Finally, he was dominated by power and desire and went astray. His scars could have a better destination, but he chose a different path.
"Well, the centipede organization uses a very strange way. I think you have seen the report to the headquarters. The alien metal they use belongs to the chitari people. During the war in New York, a large number of chitari metal was left on the earth, and a small part has not been recovered by the divine shield. Now there are many transactions on the black market. Our first task is to find it in the black market People who trade this metal. "
"Headquarters has always had information on this, and I'll take charge of it!" Victoria hand said.
Wesley nodded. Victoria hand has been working in the headquarters. She knows the headquarters intelligence best. "A lot, sort it out immediately, and then the commandos sent out to catch these businessmen and interrogate them one by one. Be sure to find out who sold this metal to the centipede organization."
John Garrett asked, "so what do I do?"
"You can lead the team. Now you can make preparations. We'll lead the team separately and make sure to catch these people in the shortest time." Wesley has his own goal. A black market businessman named van chard, who sells chitari metal to the centipede organization. Wesley still comes according to the investigation direction of American drama.
The plane was occupied by a large number of agents. They were everywhere. Fitz and Simmons were preparing weapons in the first floor laboratory. Melinda may was in the cockpit. She was ensuring control of the plane.
Wesley came to the cockpit. "Melinda, I'm going to lead the team out. You're responsible here. Don't let them mess around."
"You have a goal?" Melinda May asked.
"There is a target. Now go directly to catch him. As for whether he knows this, I don't know, but I think I can know it soon, because I don't need interrogation," Wesley said.
Melinda may knew what Wesley meant. "Mind reading" doesn't need interrogation, which can save a lot of time. "I know. I'll be careful, John Garrett."
"No, he was arranged by me to catch other black market businessmen. It's Victoria hand I want you to be careful."
"Why her?" Melinda May asked in surprise.
"Sometimes people who don't know the truth are the most lethal. Just don't let her mess around."
"All right!"
Wesley led the team to leave. The intelligence of s.h.i.e.l.l.d. headquarters is very comprehensive. Van chard is preparing a transaction to sell a piece of chitari metal. Wesley's destination is where they trade.
There were three people on both sides of the transaction. They were trading in a hotel room. Wesley broke in directly and knocked them unconscious with a cryogun. The process was very simple and not difficult for him.
"Take them back, I'll take this." Wesley asked people to carry the fainted people, while he grabbed van Chad with one hand, and the apple began to invade his brain.
The names of all buyers appear one by one. These names are not the focus for Wesley, but their accounts. Lloyd rushman, van chard's investment broker, found the target. Wesley was responsible for van chard's investment and had economic relations with many black market businessmen.
Wesley directly sent a message to Skye on the way back. Skye immediately started to act after receiving the message. First, he rented an SUV by telephone, then went online to find Lloyd rushman's information, and then set out with his equipment.
Without the restriction of metal rings, it seems that there is no firewall on the network to stop Skye. She easily found Lloyd rushman's home, then observed the surrounding situation, looked back at the combat uniform and smiled.
Skye waited until the evening. When Lloyd rushman came home and the garage door slowly opened, she appeared next to each other's car.
"Wow... Who are you?" Lloyd rushman was startled and suddenly appeared a woman in tights and armed, which missed a beat in his heart.
"I'm agent Skye of s.h.i.e.l.d." Skye showed his ID.
"S.h.i.e.l.d.? I haven't heard of it. What do you want from me?"