At night, the entire team had arrived at the scene. Many people had arrived here. Dozens of people, including medical, reconnaissance, defense, and so on, were working. Huge searchlights had been set up and the roads in front and behind had been blocked.
After the six of them arrived at the scene, Phil Coulson and Melinda May went to ask the driver in charge of escorting them. He was also an agent. Although he looked like a decadent truck driver, he was indeed a Division agent.
Simons and Fitz began to use the equipment to explore, while Wesley looked down at the ground nearby for something. Skye followed him curiously.
"What are you looking for?" Sky asked curiously.
"Some small things can make a high-speed vehicle suddenly fly. This is not something an ordinary person can do. If there is really an invisible person, then he needs to be extremely strong. The other possibility is that there are some special small things, small things that can create some strange events. Don't move…" Wesley suddenly pulled Sky back. There was a metal ring on the ground. Wesley squatted down and looked at it. It was here.
"Simmons, Fitz, come here. There's something." Wesley turned back and shouted, then pulled Sky back a little.
Simons and Fitz ran over with their things. Wesley pointed to the ground, and Simons immediately put on full-spectrum analysis goggles and took out an electronic static scanner. But as soon as the instrument was activated, the metal ring on the ground was activated directly.
"Simmons, it has been activated. Find a way to shut it down." Wesley saw it very clearly from behind and immediately shouted.
"I… I don't know how to turn it off," Simmons said blankly. Fitz hurriedly took the electronic static scanner and pressed it for a long time. Suddenly there was an electric spark and the metal ring fell silent.
Without making much noise, Wesley stopped them before they could do anything stupid. Then he stepped forward and picked it up. "It seems we found evidence."
Confused, Sky asked, "This is evidence. Why didn't I see it?"
"This is the doctor's original design. He designed it when he was a student, but it's just a theory. So who do you think is most likely to be obsessed with it?" Wesley asked.
The others were even more confused. Phil Colson and Melinda walked over. "What did you find?"
Wesley handed it over. "A gravity generator. Once an electric current passes around it, even if it's static, a gravitational field will travel around it. That was Dr. Franklin Hall's vision when he was young. If it works, it will be an infinite wealth. This is a theory that is powered by matter and eventually produces energy. It's still not proven, but it seems to have worked."
"Wow, you know something about this?" Fitz looked at Wesley with admiration.
"No, I looked up Dr. Hall on the plane. He suggested it in the early years." Wesley shook his head. How could he know this thing? Even Apple doesn't know it, especially something that hasn't been certified by practice.
In an instant, Fitz looked depressed again. Wesley did not know what was wrong with the child, so he ignored him. "Ian Quinn was Dr. Hall's first collaborator. Then he made a fortune with the doctor's research and started in the mining industry. I think he must have found something."
"Then he's the most suspicious person. We'll go back to the plane immediately and start collecting information, but we still have to look for other evidence."
Everyone returned to the plane and Phil Coulson began to look for clues about the excavator abandoned at the scene by the other party. Wesley did not think much of it. "The other party left such an obvious clue. It's obvious that they are not afraid of us investigating. Ian Quinn is now living in Malta. You should be more familiar with the situation there than me."
"Yes, S.H.I.E.L.D. is very passive there. Ian Quinn has also joined the nationality. It will be difficult for us to act. What are you going to do?" Phil Coulson asked.
"Take action directly. I'll fly over alone and then raid his villa. After finding the doctor, you will follow me. It's a simple and effective strategy." Wesley wants it to be simple and crude without the slightest technicality.
"In that case, we may be very passive."
"As long as we find the doctor, everything will not be a problem. Even Mal has nothing to say. At most, he will hate external forces more. There is no greater difference."
"Well, sure. How are you going to do it? How are you going to do it?"
"Today, they will definitely bring the Doctor to Malta immediately. Then Ian Quinn will appear in the villa tonight. He will definitely want to see his old friend. We will take off directly and fly to the periphery of Malta. Then I will fly there myself and use Fitz's stun gun to shoot directly in. Everything will be solved once we find the Doctor."
"So simple? You seem to be in a hurry?" Phil Coulson asked doubtfully.
"Of course it's urgent. Our main goal now is the 'Centipede Project'. We don't have time to waste on these small missions, so it's best if these missions can end quickly. The survivor's injuries are almost healed, we have to follow her."
"Okay, let's do it." Phil Coulson directly ordered the plane to take off and fly to Malta, not even caring about the clues of the excavator.
On the outskirts of the Republic of Malta, the plane hovered high in the sky. The rear door was half open. Wesley walked straight up and jumped down as everyone watched in surprise.
Sky even screamed, "He didn't bring a parachute." However, the series of exclamations stopped abruptly, because at this time, there was a sound of air breaking, and a dark armor appeared not far from the back cabin, and then one turned away.
"Is that Blackadder?" Fitz said in surprise.
Phil Coulson, on the other hand, smiled mysteriously and turned directly to the second floor, contacting Wesley in the conference room. "Wesley, give us the image."
"No problem." Wesley's voice came through, and then he synchronized his first point of view. Blackadder improved the flight system, as flexible as Iron Man, flying low under the control of Apple, infinitely close to the sea to avoid radar.
Following the satellite positioning, Wesley quickly approached Ian Quinn's villa, flew directly over the outermost laser defense system, and then landed. The armor was retracted into his internal space, and the images on the plane disappeared.
"What's going on?" Simons asked anxiously.
"It's okay. Wait, Wesley, you have to take the glasses I gave you." Phil Coulson called again.