Fitz and Simmons began their work in a panic. Wesley returned to the interrogation room. Skye was lying on the table. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he sat up again and sorted out his long hair.


    "Did you find anyone?" Skye asked.


    "We already have the other party''s information, but now is not the time to act. It takes time to find a way to restrain his explosion, or everyone will be in danger," Wesley explained after sitting opposite Skye.


    "If only I could save him, what are you going to do with me?"


    "What I has the final say is that Phil needs to decide, but I think there should be nothing to do, not to let you go to jail, and to wait for it." now everyone is busy, and can only let you stay here. Besides, how did I propose to eat together?


    "Are you rich people like this?"


    "I don''t know. I know a Tony Stark. He used to be a playboy, but now he''s relieved. I''ve only been a rich man for less than two years, and I haven''t had a chance to live like that yet," Wesley said with a smile.


    Skye also laughed, but she finally said, "I''m not interested."


    Wesley stretched out his hands. "Unfortunately, I hope there will be a chance in the future. Do you need food and drink?"


    "No, I just hope you can save him now."


    Wesley left the interrogation room and Phil Coulson greeted him. "Melinda has watched the survivor. She can''t run away. In addition, after this thing is over, we should discuss how to deal with John Garrett."


    "Yes, it''s right to use this event to deal with him and eliminate his power, which can be regarded as solving a big problem and weakening the strength of Hydra," Wesley agreed.


    Phil Coulson nodded. "Yes, I''ll find a chance to talk to the director. He can cooperate with us at the headquarters, but it''s difficult to find evidence to catch John Garrett."


    "Don''t worry, Hydra has a big plan, but they don''t have a clue yet. They are also preparing. They don''t know what to do, but it must be related to the procedure of imitating the fate loom. Let the director pay attention to the big plan they put forward recently."


    "I see."


    Wesley came to the laboratory again. Simmons had taken samples and was testing them. Wesley watched them work idly.


    Fitz suddenly came over, "um... I... I found a monitor. I don''t know if I need to restore the situation at that time?"


    Wesley looked at him with a smile. He and Simmons were two students who had just left the campus and graduated from the science and Technology Department of the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. college. For their technical residence, communication takes a lot of time.


    "Why not? If we restore it, we can still keep it for archiving as evidence, can''t we?"


    "OK." he hurried back, still like a frightened rabbit, hurried and careless.


    Wesley felt he should also do something. He went straight back to the second floor, took out his notebook, directly invaded the city network and found Michael Peterson''s location. Although apple is still preparing to upgrade, it is still facing its composition code and the molecular structure of elements, hoping to find a combination way, and maybe study and understand a new language.


    It is not difficult for apple to invade the urban system. Wesley directly found Michael Peterson''s home and the factory where he worked. Wesley controls all the monitoring systems in these two places.


    Looking at the surveillance carefully, although he can''t see each other, Wesley estimates that these two places are the same, otherwise he has nowhere to go.


    Fitz came to him again and stood there with an embarrassed face. Wesley didn''t know he had such a deterrent. Why was it so difficult for him to speak to himself?


    "What''s the problem?" I looked at Fitz curiously. I really don''t know what happened to the child?


    "Well... The timeline doesn''t match, so it''s hard to restore." after a long time, Wesley said this sentence. Wesley looked at him helplessly and said, "wait." Wesley got up to find Skye. In his memory, Skye should have an audio in his hand.


    After entering, Wesley asked directly, "you''ve been watching that laboratory, haven''t you? Do you have anything in your hand?"


    "What''s the matter?" Skye wondered.


    "Our people have found some video records that can restore the explosion, but the timeline is not right. If you have anything to help him, just say it."


    "I have an audio, but in my van, do you need me to get it?"


    Wesley thought for a moment. It''s better not to go now. After all, the vertigo gun hasn''t been completed. If he fights with the other party, it''s easy to make him lose control of his mood. "No, wait until we find a solution. Otherwise, once he loses control of his mood, he will explode, especially if your van stops in the city." Wesley got up and left.


    "Fitz, she has an audio in her hand, which can help you correct the timeline, but it''s dangerous to go out now. They''ve touched it. You should fix the vertigo gun first. The video is not in a hurry to recover now."


    "OK." Fitz ran away flexibly. Without the feeling of restraint just now, Wesley shook his head and it was really difficult to help Phil Colson stabilize the team.


    Continuing to watch the surveillance, Wesley frowned when he saw Michael Peterson walking out of the house. Where is this guy going? Hospital or factory? He stared at his itinerary all the way and called out the road map from his home to the hospital and the project. Sure enough, he went to the factory. Unemployment put too much pressure on him to go to the factory and destroy it.


    Wesley got up, called Phil Coulson, and ran to the lab.


    "How''s it going? How''s the stun gun?" Wesley asked directly.


    "Er... Almost," Fitz said in panic.


    "What do you mean almost?" Wesley frowned and immediately made Fitz nervous and speechless.


    Simmons said directly to one side, "we improved it, but time is too tight. We only completed one bullet."


    Wesley nodded. "Well, one bullet is enough. Give it to me right away."


    Phil Coulson trotted down. "What''s the matter?"


    "He''s going to the original factory. I''m afraid he''s out of control. Now he must act, and they''ve finished a bullet. I think that''s enough," Wesley said as he walked with Fitz''s vertigo gun.