I’m In Charge of SCP

"Who is responsible for investigating Will Smith, can you explain the situation and how can you lose the person?" Zhang Jue asked.

"it's me."

A colleague with a beard stood up, and he could see that his expression was a little depressed.

Du Jingtian introduced to Zhang Jue: "This Stevenson is an agent dispatched by the Foundation. Smith has always been in charge of related work."

Zhang Jue nodded.

The agent named Stevenson had an ordinary appearance and a very ordinary name, belonging to the kind that would disappear when put in a crowd.

However, it is this kind of person who is more suitable for the work of an agent.

An appearance like 007 is very attractive and eye-catching. If you pay too much attention, it will add unnecessary trouble to your work.

Zhang Jue didn't know. In fact, the investigation of Will Smith was initiated by the Foundation a long time ago.

To be precise, when he provided the videotape, the Foundation had already started this work.

Unlike Zhang Jue, the foundation's global energy is huge. It is not too difficult to find a person after knowing the name and appearance. It only took less than two months before and after it was locked. Target.

Moreover, the name Will Smith is already well-known in the underground boxing world of Meiguo.

Defeating several powerful opponents one after another, so that his worth skyrocketed.

But so far, he has no intersection with the Foundation.

I don't know how he joined the Foundation within three years according to the established development, and established his own Black Pearl team.

After discussion, the senior management of the foundation unanimously decided not to change Smith's life and let the flow take place, which is more conducive to seeing his abilities.

And the reason for such a lot of trouble is to analyze from the side what kind of tasks he will probably be assigned, so as to analyze the reasons why he will be spared three years later.

Then guess the truth of the so-called "end of the world".

Therefore, in addition to sending people to monitor and protect, the Foundation did not take the initiative to make any contact with Smith himself.

Stevenson also took over this task at this time.

This task doesn't sound difficult, as long as Smith's food, clothing, shelter and transportation are under the supervision of the Foundation.

However, things are far more challenging than Stevenson imagined.

Smith himself is a black boxer, his social circle is very complicated, and there are many enemies, so he has very strong detection and anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

This has brought many difficulties to Stevenson's work.

He was almost spotted by Smith several times.

Fortunately, the agents of the Foundation are by no means idle generations, they can alleviate danger several times.

But Smith himself has also increased his vigilance.

Zhang Jue listened carefully to Stevenson's account of his struggle with Smith, and wondered whether the "strange" thing Smith said was related to the Foundation's investigation and surveillance of him.

"...Half a month ago, Smith finished his last game. After he entered the apartment, he never came out. I contacted the landlord, pretending to be a staff member of the water company, knocked on his door, and there was no one inside, no clothes. There are no more."

After Stevenson finished speaking, his face still showed uncontrollable disappointment, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with his performance.

He didn't know what Smith meant to the Foundation, but the target person slipped away under his nose, which he couldn't accept.

Although the Foundation did not impose actual punishment on him, he was still very frustrated.

After listening to Stevenson's narration, Zhang Jue nodded.

In fact, before coming here, Zhang Jue had already asked Leshan for a report on this matter.

But the paper report is not as specific as Stevenson’s personal explanation.

From Stevenson's mouth, he can roughly infer the character of Smith.

Like most people who mess around, Smith is cautious and loyal, but he also has the cunningness of the market.

The average person cannot gain his trust, but once he considers someone as a brother in his heart, he will not hesitate to hand over his back to the other person, even if he is betrayed.

After Stevenson finished speaking, Zhang Jue fell into a long silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on him.

The other colleagues sitting here are basically front-line employees. They are not high-level and do not know Zhang Jue.

It can only be seen from Du Jingtian's attitude that Zhang Jue's status is very high, but they don't know how high it is.

Even Du Jingtian, some of them were the first to see.

Not to mention Leshan and Zhang Jue.

And the reason why Du Jingtian brought them was to let Zhang Jue understand the first-hand information, which would be more helpful to his judgment.

Zhang Jue didn't know that he had become the focus of everyone's sight, but he just sorted out the clues he had at present in his mind.

There is no one in Smith's room, and the clothes are gone. He should have left by himself, not knowing where he hid.

Whether the reason for his departure was due to the Foundation is still unclear.

His identity is complicated, maybe because of other reasons.

But the auto-reply email he set up is very strange.

The Foundation just took surveillance and didn't hurt him. There was no need for him to say such extreme things.

Zhang Jue felt that there must be something else that made Smith feel dangerous.

And that thing is absolutely extraordinary.

Smith has long been accustomed to the life of fighting and killing, and I am afraid he can't be frightened by ordinary things.

However, there is currently no evidence, everything is just speculation.

The most direct way is to visit his residence.

Zhang Jue talked to Du Jingtian about his ideas, and naturally everyone had no objections.

But it was not early at this time, so I decided to go again tomorrow.

After dinner, Du Jingtian had something to do, so he left first.

He has a busy schedule, and it has been very difficult to spend an afternoon with Zhang Jue.

Several foundation colleagues bid farewell to Zhang Jue one by one.

The Stevenson was stopped by Zhang Jue.

"Man~www.novelmt.com~Is there time at night?"

Stevenson was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that Zhang Jue was actually talking to himself, a little flattered.

"Yes, what's up with Consultant Zhang?"

"You have been monitoring Smith for a while, and you should be familiar with the place where he punches. Can you take me to see."

"Okay, no problem." Stevenson hesitated for a moment, and said, "But there are a lot of people in that place. There are many people who teach and teach. Fights are common. Consultant Zhang must be prepared and be careful."

Zhang Jue is an Oriental, and it seems harmless to humans and animals. Stevenson was afraid that something would happen to him, so he reminded him of this.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jue laughed.

"Let’s tell you, I’m very good at fighting this kind of thing. Today, it’s a good thing that the kid Du Jingtian broke. I can only blame him for bad luck."