I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 For unknown reasons, Shirley and Uncle 682 were picked up from site14.

　　 Zhang Jue didn't know where they went. Although his authority was very high and could be found through the internal database, he did not do that.

　　 The Foundation is a very rigorous organization and will not do things that are meaningless.

　　 The O5 Council made such a decision, there must be a reason, just like they trusted him.

　　 I heard that Shirley wanted to see herself, Zhang Jue's expression was slightly relaxed.

　　 He picked up the cup and drank: "Tell me, what's the situation?"

　　 Haier saw hope, and immediately said: "Consultant Zhang, since scp-053 was sent to Site17 a few months ago, her situation has become abnormal."

　　 "Abnormal?" Zhang Jue frowned.

"Yes." Haier said, "According to the observation records provided by site14, as long as she is given toys and food regularly, the 053 project has always been very cooperative, but recently, she has become irritable and constantly asks to communicate with others. , Saying that I want to see you, you also know her situation. After staying with her for a long time, you will become wanting to kill. We can’t help—"

　　 Zhang Jue’s face got worse and worse, and Haier’s voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, both he and Huang Xingwen could only look at Zhang Jue blankly, waiting for him to make a decision.

　　 Zhang Jue sat on the sofa, his face black as iron.

　　 Shirley was the first scp project he came into contact with after he came into this world. Even the name was given by him, and he has different emotions for Shirley.

　　 Not to mention anything else, he can live till now, Shirley's self-healing ability has helped a lot.

　　 Shirley behaved abnormally, he couldn't ignore it.

　　 But in the dark, he always has an ominous premonition.

　　 If you agree to Ha'el and go to site17 with him, something will happen.

　　 That is a good hunter's intuition about danger.

　　 is like when he faces nobody.

　　 Zhang Jue pinched his chin, shaking his fingers at a very fast frequency, as if he was weighing.

　　 Haier was a little nervous. Although Zhang Jue would not go, he would not be punished, but if he failed to complete the task, the deputy stationmaster Harvey would definitely put him on small shoes.

　　 Fortunately, Zhang Jue didn't think about it for a long time, because he had no other choice.

　　 He sighed and asked, "When do you leave?"

　　 Seeing Zhang Jue's promise, Haier was overjoyed and quickly said: "The situation of scp053 is not stable. If your time permits, of course the sooner the better."

　　 Zhang Jue nodded: "I still have a few experimental projects in my hands that need to be finalized. I will arrange it and we will leave in three days."

　　……

　　 On the roof of site14, Zhang Jue held on to the railing and looked into the distance.

　　 There are footsteps behind him, don't need to guess, he also knows who it is.

　　 "Dr. Yang, I haven't slept so late. Could it be that you are looking for me to do some exciting and loving activities?"

　　 You don’t have to think about trash talk, just open your mouth.

　　Yang Xue was already immune to these mantras, and gave him a blank look.

　　 "I heard you are going to site17?"

　　 "Yeah." Zhang Jue nodded, "Shirley... miss me, she can't go."

　　 It seemed helpless to hear his tone, Yang Xue said: "Why, you don't want to go?"

　　 "I want to see Shirley too." Zhang Jue said, "But I always have a very bad premonition. If it were you, knowing that there is a pit ahead, would you go?"

　　 This question is nonsense.

　　Yang Xue hesitated and said: "Then don't go now?"

　　 "If you don't go, it won't work." Zhang Jue sighed, "In Shirley's current state, if you can't see me, it is estimated that things will be even bigger."

　　 The atmosphere is rarely heavy.

　　 Yang Xue suddenly thought of something, and covered her lips with a smile: "You can go without worry, I will burn the paper for you."

　　 Zhang Jue was taken aback, and then he sighed: "It's not easy to learn well, and when you fail to learn, you will lose your mind. The world is declining, and people's hearts are not old."

　　……

　　 Three days later, Jingzhou Airport.

　　 Zhang Jue carried his suitcase and waited for the security check.

　　 Haier followed all the way, as if he was afraid that he would run halfway, making him a little dumbfounded, until they passed the security check, Haier relaxed.

　　 Site 17 is located at the foot of the Alps in southeastern France. There is no direct flight from Jiangzhou to France, so they first rushed from Jiangzhou to Jingzhou, and then flew from Jingzhou to France.

　　 "Hey, handsome guy, can you help me carry the suitcase?"

　　 A charming voice came from behind, and Zhang Jue couldn't help but slapped a spirit, this voice, at least four plus signs.

　　 "Handsome man, don't pretend to be inaudible, the suitcase is too heavy." A slender finger with black lace gloves was placed on his shoulder, "Help, I can't lift it."

　　Hayl turned around, seeming to want to help, but when he saw the lady's face clearly, he coughed a few times.

　　 A woman with black high heels, black stockings and a black trench coat is looking at Zhang Jue with a smile.

　　 Her appearance can't tell the age, only four words are printed on her body-charming and moving.

　　 The moment he saw her, Haier didn't even dare to move, for fear that an accident might ruin the artwork.

　　 Zhang Jue turned his head mechanically, and when he saw the woman's attire, he also snorted: "I'm grass, the whole little black girl."

　　 The woman in black shook her finger: "Handsome man, it's not polite."

　　 Zhang Jue thought this was just an episode.

　　 But after boarding the plane, the woman followed all the way.

　　 Haier bought two window seats. His was in front and Zhang Jue was in the back. The woman happened to be sitting beside Zhang Jue.

　　 Zhang Jue didn't think he had the ability to attract this kind of imperial sister—of course, some abilities were invisible—thinking of his own unpredictable premonition, he was careful along the way.

　　 But the woman just smiled charmingly at him, and then she leaned on the chair and closed her eyes to rest.

　　 Is he too sensitive?

　　 Zhang Jue rolled his eyes, maybe he is so handsome, too handsome to believe it.

　　……

take off.

　　 It takes more than ten hours to fly from Jingzhou to the location of Site17. Coupled with the time difference, they choose to depart at night so that they can reach their destination at about noon local time.

　　 Zhang Jue puts on his blindfold~www.novelmt.com~ and prepares to sleep, and prays that the plane will not have an accident.

　　 On the way, he had a lot of dreams. Sometimes he dreamed that the site14 site would be neutralized after he left, and then he dreamed that Shirley was crying to find him.

　　 I didn't sleep well anyway.

　　 When he woke up, the plane was still traveling steadily. It was already dawn, about seven o'clock local time.

Most of the passengers around 　　 have not yet woken up, they all fall asleep awkwardly, Haier's saliva wet the front of his clothes.

　　 And the woman in black is looking through a magazine.

　　 Zhang Jue let out a sigh of relief, everything seemed to be normal.

　　According to the itinerary, they have now arrived in Europe, and the Alps should be under the plane.

　　 In Zhang Jue's world, the Alps is a famous scenic spot, but he hasn't overlooked it from the plane yet, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

　　 He was sighing at the beauty of the Alps scenery, when suddenly someone screamed.

　　 "Look, what's that?"

　　 Zhang Jue chuckles in his heart, and quickly looks in the direction the person is pointing, only to see a huge black shadow gradually flying towards them on the side and rear of the plane.

　　 The passenger plane they took was a Boeing 1027, which was more than a hundred meters long. However, compared with the behemoth, it was like a chicken and an eagle.

　　The dark shadow gradually approached from behind, covering the sky and the sun.

　　 At this time, Haier had already woken up, he and Zhang Jue looked at each other and nodded at each other.

　　 Haier called the stewardess, opened the suitcase, and took out a small telescope.

　　 Zhang Jue brought the telescope to the window, and finally saw the true face of the huge black shadow.

　　 "My grass, this is a **** dragon."