I’m In Charge of SCP

"Name."

　　 "Zhang Jue." (jué)

"age."

　　 "26."

"Home address."

　　 "No. 28, Huanhua Street, Jianghai City."

　　 "I repeat, there is no place like Jianghai City here."

　　 "Ah sir, I have said it many times, I have amnesia, I only remember these, and I forgot everything else."

　　 In the interrogation room, Zhang Jue sat leaning on a chair with handcuffs, his eyes emptied, and he looked immortal.

　　 Obviously, this type of dialogue is not the first time.

　　 "Boy, I urge you to correct your attitude and answer your questions well." The interrogator patted the table and pointed to the eight characters behind him, confessed, lenient, resisted and strict, "See where this is! Do you want to go to jail?"

　　 Zhang Jue is still dying, and he hasn't changed at all because of the threat from the other party.

　　 "I don't know where this is." He lazily said, "But I know, you are not a police|inspector, and this is not a police|bureau."

　　 After Zhang Jue finished speaking, the interrogator's face changed slightly, but there was no sound.

"Let's put it this way." Zhang Jue said, "I enter the police station more often than you peek at your mother's bath. I can smell the police with my eyes closed, and you—" he stretched out Index finger, shook, "No."

　　 The interrogator sat up straight: "Boy, don't be scammed, you will only suffer if you don't cooperate."

　　 Zhang Jue smiled and said, "If you want me to cooperate, you can, change a higher-level person to talk to me, you, you are not qualified, go home and play a game console."

　　 The interrogator slapped the table and wanted to step forward to teach Zhang Jue. Then a voice came from his headset. He stopped and replied in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I see."

　　 The interrogator gave Zhang Jue a fierce look, opened the door and walked out of the interrogation room.

　　 Zhang Jue shrugged as he watched the interrogator walk out of the room.

　　 The reason why he was kept in this place was not because he was kidnapped, but because he was in trouble—to be precise, he passed through.

　　 It was probably because he had a dream. In the dream, he was chased by a **** lizard and escaped by chance. After waking up, he was here.

　　He was taken into the world of SCP.

　　SCP, the full name of the SCP Foundation, is a mysterious organization whose operations are not subject to any state government interference. Its goal is to contain anomalous phenomena, events, individuals, etc. in the world, and are collectively referred to as "containment objects", namely SCPs.

　　 The black lizard that hunted him down is one of the SCP containment objects, the undead SCP-682 known as the immortal lizard.

　　 In fact, none of the things contained by the scp foundation are easy to mess with. If some things are released, they may even cause world-class disasters.

　　 For example, if you see it, it will kill you at all costs. For example, if you don’t see it, it will teleport behind you and break your neck.

　　For example, those who are sealed with the supreme divinity, such as those reality benders who want to do things they want, and those who touch or die, or even know or die, memetic anomalies.

　　 As far as he knows, there have been at least two instances of the SCP Foundation restarting the world because it could not handle the contents.

　　 Compared with them, the undead lizard 682, who cannot be physically killed, is as friendly as a kitten.

　　He came through out of thin air, his identity is suspicious, so the SCP Foundation is conducting a comprehensive investigation and evaluation of him.

　　 After the interrogator left, a tall man in a white coat walked in. He was tall and sturdy, and he knew that he was a person who exercised all the year round.

　　 His clothes are obviously different from the previous interrogator, and he seems to be a researcher.

　　 "Yeah, I changed to a fitness coach this time." Zhang Jue continued to talk trash, "Is there no more normal people here."

The researcher walked to the back of the table and sat down: "You can call me Dr. Li, I want to remind you, put away your set, it won’t work for me, I know you have broken free of the handcuffs, so you don’t have to try to provoke me and then sneak attack. I."

　　 "Oh? Really, you **** guy who loves fitness."

"you-"

　　 Dr. Li broke his defense by his trash talking, his chest undulated violently, and it took a while to return to normal.

　　 Zhang Jue shrugged and threw the handcuffs on the ground casually. As early as the beginning of the interrogation, he had already broken free of the handcuffs by dislocating his thumb.

　　 As the other party said, he originally wanted to sneak an attack on an interrogator, or a higher-level officer, as a bargaining chip for subsequent negotiations.

　　 He knows very well that if this is really the SCP world, with his current situation, it is impossible to be released. Maybe he will be contained as a containment object. He must find a way to leave.

　　 In these days of interrogation, he has already made a series of plans, even if the attack is not successful, he still has.

　　 Dr. Li didn't know what he was thinking, and he hummed: "You should be thankful that I didn't let the interrogator approach you. If you hurt him, we won't be talking in this situation at this time."

　　 "Understood, I understand." Zhang Jue nodded, "It's nothing more than being pointed at the head by dozens of mtf (Mobile Task Force, SCP Foundation private armed) members."

　　 Dr. Li frowned slightly: "Do you know MTF?"

　　 Seeing him, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Not only do I know mtf, I also know that you belong to the SCP Foundation, and this is a containment site."

　　 This time, Dr. Li finally moved.

　　 He put his hands on the table and stared at Zhang Jue.

　　 "Boy, you have a problem." He said slowly.

　　 Dr. Li's reaction was just as Zhang Jue had expected.

　　 Ordinary people don't know what MTF is, let alone the SCP Foundation.

　　 Zhang Jue said again: "The lizard chasing me is 682."

　　 Dr. Li did not answer his words, tilted his head, and asked, "What else do you know?"

"I know a lot. In addition to 682, I can at least name dozens of scp projects' names and characteristics, such as statues that will twist other people’s necks, bottomless stairwells, coffee machines that output any beverages, Women who can’t wear clothes, wait and so on.” Zhang Jue smiled slightly, “but I can’t tell you. It depends on your level, so I told you a little bit. UU reading www.uukanshu.com I said, yes. To get more information from me, you have to find someone with a higher level."

　　 After Zhang Jue finished speaking, Dr. Li's heart shook slightly.

　　 Some of these projects, some he has heard of, some even he doesn't even know.

　　 But he can confirm that these are definitely not made up by Zhang Jue casually.

　　 However, Dr. Li did not show anything unusual. He sneered and said: "You seem to have made a mistake. Here, you are not qualified to negotiate terms."

　　 "It's not up to you whether I am qualified to negotiate terms." Zhang Jue looked up and smiled at the camera in the corner of the wall, "I'm right."

　　...

　　 A middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat walked into the interrogation room, and Dr. Li quickly got up and gave him his seat.

　　 "I am the deputy webmaster of this site, Huang Xingwen."

　　 He looked at Zhang Jue with sharp eyes like a falcon.

　　 "I want to remind you that you only have one chance. If you can't provide me with effective information, then what you will face is—"

"I know." Zhang Jue waved his hand and interrupted him, "For persons of unknown origin, the Foundation has the right to investigate, interrogate, research, imprison, and detain, and use various levels of amnestics according to the situation and put them back into society. , Sent to prison or consumed as D-class personnel."

　　 Zhang Jue's speech was very fast, as if he was going through the mouth, obviously he was quite familiar with the Foundation's handling.

　　 Huang Xingwen narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you know a lot about the Foundation."

　　 "I said, I know much more than you think."

　　 "It's best to be like this." Huang Xingwen said, "But I still want to emphasize that if you can't prove your worth, the foundation will adopt Dr. Li's suggestion, cut you into a piece, and then make a specimen."