Purge

In an interrogation room, Wesley conducted the interrogation alone, while Phil Coulson was in charge of the room to the side, watching through the SLR-enhanced glass. This could not be recorded and Wesley's secret needed to be guaranteed. This was their ace in the hole. No one but the two of them understood what they were doing.

Wesley looked at Jason, who was sitting across from him, and asked casually, "Aren't you going to talk about it? Why is there no support in the afternoon? Why did the gang arrive so quickly? Were the SHIELD agents who ambushed me sent out?"

"I don't know what you're talking about? We didn't receive any distress signals. There are records to find," Jason answered calmly. Agents are agents, or spies. They can take on a lot of missions, especially sixth-level agents, who have a lot of combat experience.

"Really? Hydra is going to get rid of me?" Wesley said with a strange smile. Jason's pupils changed significantly, which couldn't escape Wesley's eyes, and Phil Coulson saw it clearly through the SLR reinforced glass.

"I don't understand what you mean. Hydra disappeared decades ago. What do you mean by that?" Jason immediately regained his composure.

Wesley stood up and walked slowly behind Jason. He put his left hand on the back of Jason's neck. He couldn't be blamed for needing to grab this place all the time. After all, they were all men. Wesley really wasn't interested in other places.

He leaned down and said in Jason's ear, "I think you've seen the people we arrested through SHIELD's equipment. Do you think we would have arrested so many people if we didn't have evidence or certainty? There are also some people in there who are not from the division and were brought here by headquarters. What do you think this is for?"

Jason trembled, then his breathing quickened, but he adjusted quickly. "How do I know why you're doing this? But I'll report it truthfully when the chief comes back." He was talking about the bureau chief, but Wesley had gotten what he wanted, which was the bureau chief. The level seven agent was not from Hydra. They had been trying to get something on him, but they didn't have a chance.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. We know what we need to know. Now you can say nothing because we don't need it. You are afraid of Hydra's punishment and have confidence in them, right?" Wesley returned to his seat, crossed his legs, and asked gently.

Jason's facial muscles quivered. For an agent, this wasn't allowed, but he couldn't control his emotions. It was as if he was being read.

"Show me the evidence." Jason was still hopeful.

"There's no need. We didn't plan to go through any procedures with you today because there are too many people. We can only arrest you later." Wesley has recorded his information. There is evidence, but now is not the time.

"What you're doing is against procedure. I want to protest. I'm a level six agent." Jason stood up and slammed his hands on the table in front of him.

At that moment, the door opened and Phil Coulson came in with two agents. "We have authorization from Director Nick Fury. It's completely in accordance with the rules. Take him out and put him in the custody room." Jason was taken away and Phil Coulson came over and asked, "How about that?"

Wesley knew what he was asking, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote down a list. "These are the names confirmed from him. They are all Hydra personnel in the New York branch, but they were arrested directly. However, don't arrest them all at once. Call them in batches and then arrest them. Those who are not on the list, let them come to me. I will distinguish them again."

Phil Coulson held the list and began to call out the names one by one. These people were now controlled in their positions. The huge police station was very strange and quiet. Everyone was a little nervous.

As Wesley ate the food he had brought, he began to interrogate James. The two of them were level-six agents and were in charge of duty tonight. Usually, a level-six agent was on duty, but the two of them had something on today, so they stayed behind. There must be something wrong with James.

After a confrontation, Wesley added a few more names to Phil Coulson. Now the total number of people accounted for one-third. Many people were resting at home now. After all, it was night.

There were not many people on the night shift, and it was quickly identified. Those who did not join SHIELD immediately became Phil Coulson's people. He could mobilize more forces now, but it was hard to decide whether to start arresting him now.

"Wesley, do you think we should act now and arrest those people on the list?" He ran over and asked Wesley.

Wesley shook his head. "There's no need. If they didn't send out the message, they didn't expect us to be able to tell who was Hydra, so there was no warning at all. We don't have to act. It's not too late to wait until they go to work tomorrow. Let the people on duty tonight continue to work and then act tomorrow morning. Just don't give anything away."

"Well, that makes sense. Then let's do it!"

Wesley led some men out of the precinct and went straight to Stark Tower, where he escorted all the people who were held there back to the precinct. Tony Stark was relieved. It seemed that Wesley's operation had gone well.

Early the next morning, the agents came to work one after another. When there was no mission, they usually came here to train, and they could go home and rest at night. These were low-level agents, with the exception of superheroes like Captain America.

As for the personnel on duty and on missions outside, they could only stay put for the time being because it was easy for them to escape. It was better to wait for them to return or directly summon them back. However, they needed to clean up the existing personnel now.

As soon as Hydra's people entered the branch building, someone would immediately find them and call them away with the excuse that they had a mission. Then, they would be arrested. The branch's detention room was a little overcrowded.

"Phil, these people can't be locked up here forever. They need a place to guard them. Have you reported to the director?" Wesley washed his face. He was a little tired now. He had used too much of his power and couldn't replenish it even if he ate all the time. He had finally completed the task of screening.

"The director already knows. He is returning with the director of the New York Division. They will come and deal with it personally. Will headquarters use this form next?"

Wesley wasn't sure what to make of this. "I don't think so. They're probably the most powerful at headquarters, and their plans need to be carried out at headquarters. Didn't I tell you? Someone at the Brotherhood's Loom of Destiny is simulating its operational patterns and then developing programs. This organization is Hydra. If we clear headquarters, what will Hydra members elsewhere do?"