When he woke up again, Sitwell's eyes had changed dramatically.

"It's ...... Which? ”

Sitwell stared blankly at the cold metal door in front of him.

In the next second, sharp pain poured into his mind like a tide, and Sitwell's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and the memories of before the coma also came to his mind.

"Awake?"

A familiar voice came from above, Sitwell was slightly stunned, and before he could react, the bed under him began to rise slowly, and the ceiling slowly opened and closed, and the incandescent light spilled from the opening and closing, making Sitwell subconsciously close his eyes.

By the time Sitville had adjusted to the light, he had followed the bed elevator to the ceiling.

The slats above the waist rose automatically, forcing Sitville to straighten his back, and his bespectacled eyes to get a glimpse of the place—an enclosed room made entirely of steel and metal, with a very rudimentary furnishings, except for the bed beneath him, except for a metal table and a few chairs.

At this moment, a black bald head in a black trench coat was sitting behind the iron table, and the only one eye left looked calmly at Sitville who sat up.

"Nick Fury?"

Sitwell was slightly stunned, and when he just wanted to move, he suddenly found that he was still wearing a set of strong and flexible restraint clothes, his face suddenly changed greatly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he hurriedly spoke while struggling.

"Director, what's going on?"

"Bartók detonated a high-explosive grenade before he fell unconscious, seriously injuring you and Rumlow, and Steve disobeyed my orders to rescue you, calling in a helicopter to take you to the nearest S.H.I.E.L.D. infirmary - that's what I'm saying to the outside world, what do you think, can it drag on for two days?"

Hearing Nick Fury's faint words, Sitwell felt a little panicked in his heart.

"Director, what are you doing here?"

"Sitwell, you've been in a coma for two days, and I might want to apologize to you for that...... To be honest, not only the captain, but even I didn't expect your body to be so fragile, and it seems that the civilian personnel of S.H.I.E.L.D. will also need to strengthen their physical training in the future......"

Nick Fury said to himself, not looking like he meant to answer Sitwell's question.

Two days in a coma?

Apologies for the captain?

The information revealed in just a few words horrified Sitwell.

The image of Bartók flying towards him before he fell unconscious flashed in his mind, and Sitwerna could not understand that he was deliberately knocked unconscious by Captain America Steve, but ...... Why?

In a flash of light, Sitwell had already made his choice.

His eyes widened hard, and his gaze looked angrily at the expressionless Nick Fury, "What do you mean by that?" The kidnapping of the Remuria Star has absolutely nothing to do with me! ”

"I know the Star Remuria has nothing to do with you." Nick Fury looked at him expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Because I did it." ”

"What did you do?"

Sitwell was slightly stunned, and then shouted angrily.

"Bartók you hired? You betrayed S.H.I.E.L.D.? Why? ”

Looking at Sitwell's distorted face of both disappointment and anger, Nick Fury burst into laughter, then shook his head and stood up, reaching out and tapping somewhere on the table.

Snort –

Blue light bursts out from walls and tables, forming a blue holographic projection screen in the air.

"In the two days that you have been unconscious, Agent Natasha has cracked the data she copied from the Remuria Star, and also obtained the classified information in the information that even I don't know, Sitwell, you are indeed a very good agent, but in front of me, you better put away your clumsy acting skills......"

As he spoke, Nick Fury stretched out his hand, and the blue holographic screen suddenly slid into Sitwell's eyes.

"Sitwell, I know you're an undercover Hydra agent, you've been exposed......" Nick Fury said lightly.

Sitwell stared at the document he had signed on the screen in a daze, and the luck in his heart was finally completely extinguished.

"So what?"

After no longer covering it up, Sitwell calmed down.

He sneered and looked at Nick Fury and said, "Nick Fury, you can secretly do it to Hydra under our noses, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful, but what is the use of you catching me?" Do you expect me to confess the Hydra? No kidding! ”

"Hydra has been lying on S.H.I.E.L.D. for more than seventy years!"

"From its inception to the present, which department has not had our shadow? You don't know yet, do you? The entire S.H.I.E.L.D. has long been in shambles! Even the previous director, Alexander Pearce, who promoted you, was our man! ”

As he spoke, Sitwell's face changed drastically, he raised his head suddenly, and looked at Nick Fury with an embarrassed face: "What did you do to me?" ”

Nick Fury tossed a syringe on the table.

"QNB-T17, a powerful upgrade of QNB-T16, a top-of-the-line sodium-sulfur pental derivative, you're the first user of it, but don't worry, we've already done clinical trials on death row inmates."

"Truth elixir?" Sitwell's face was even more ugly.

"Why do you think I'm chatting with you, it will take a while for the medicine to work perfectly, Sitwell, I know you're a very good agent, and it's hard to get the truth out of your mouth without a little means, so-"

Nick Fury's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Sitwell with a blank expression.

"Tell me, what is Project Insight?"

"The Insight Project is to use big data and the Zorla algorithm to find all the targets that pose a threat to Hydra, and then use satellites to lock on, drop missiles or use the weapons system on the space carrier to eliminate them all - Fak! Pierce will definitely kill me! ”

Sitwell said with a desperate look on his face.

He then asked, "What is the Zola algorithm?" ”

"The Zola algorithm is a program that calculates the threat to Hydra to all people on the planet, now and in the future." Sitwell was already numb, and the potency of the elixir was so strong that he was now completely unable to control his mouth and brain.

"Future?" Nick Fury frowned.

"That's right, 21st century is an e-book, and Zola taught Hydra how to read it, bank records, medical history, voting tendencies, emails, phone calls...... The Zola algorithm analyzes people's past to predict their future. ”

“……”

Nick Fury's brow furrowed, and what Sitwell said was worse than he expected.

When Nick Fury lowered his head and pondered, Sitwell couldn't bear it anymore: "Fury, I'll move, I'm willing to tell you everything, as long as you promise not to let Pierce kill me!" ”

Nick Fury woke up with a panicked scream, he looked up, looked at Sitwell, and nodded slightly, "Yes, but ...... The inquisitor is going to be a different person. ”

With that, Nick Fury stood up, pulled open the metal door, and a slender female agent in a tight-fitting combat uniform walked in from the outside.

Natasha?

Looking at the familiar face that seemed to be smiling, Sitwell was slightly stunned, and then sighed, with a resigned expression on his face.

"Cover everything he knows."

Nick Fury whispered something in Natasha's ear, then walked out of the room with a blank face, and as he walked briskly forward, he pulled out a communicator from his arms.

"Ciel, are our men in place?"

"Almost, do you want to do it now? Will it be too early? ”

"It can't be delayed any longer, the Insight program is progressing much faster than I expected."

"Project Insight?"

"Natasha is interrogating Sitwell, the results of the interrogation will be sent later, and as for now......" Nick Fury said coldly into the communicator, "let's start the purge." ”