I’m In Charge of SCP

"Fog..." 682 said slowly, "I seem to have seen that fog..."

nice!

Zhang Jue secretly praised.

His guess was right.

The big lizard in the dream is 682.

The two worlds must be somehow connected!

Zhang Jue said: "Then do you still remember, where did you meet me? Do you remember me?"

682 closed his eyes again.

Although it is not hostile to Zhang Jue like it is to ordinary humans, it is not Zhang Jue's pet after all, and it will not answer every sentence.

It will only speak when Zhang Jue talks about something it is interested in.

"Hey, big guy, how about we make a deal." Zhang Jue shouted.

But 682 still ignored him.

Zhang Jue decided to use his trump card.

"Do you remember Shirley? That little girl, you met her once at site 14."

as expected.

As soon as he finished speaking, 682 suddenly raised his head.

"Where is she?"

There are doors.

Zhang Jue rubbed his hands together, showing a ██ expression.

"I know where she is, and she is in a bad condition now. I can tell you about her, but you have to answer my question, how is it, it's fair."

Zhang Jue's expression is like a strange uncle who turns right to a child.

682 looked at him, and after a long time, said: "I don't accept the deal, but we can help each other..."

Ah.

It's really a lizard with a bottom line.

He is probably the first person who can "help each other" with Uncle 682.

Zhang Jue laughed.

"Okay, but I proposed the transaction, so I should ask first, answer the question I just asked, where did you see the fog?"

Zhang Jue used gangster logic to get the first opportunity to ask questions.

682 said slowly: "That fog... I saw it during a Foundation execution experiment on me... I don't remember exactly which time it was..."

...

After listening to Uncle 682's answer, Zhang Jue wanted to hit a wall.

There are so many execution experiments in 682, and the records are long enough to write a novel.

In particular, the Foundation started using the SCP project to deal with Mr. 682 after the use of conventional weapons did not work.

The history of the execution experiment of the uncle is the history of blood and tears of the Foundation.

Among them are some quite famous projects, such as 173, 096, etc., although they have all caused damage to Master 682, but still the same sentence, things that cannot kill Master 682 will only make him stronger.

But generally speaking, although the uncle has a lot of experimental records, it finally provided Zhang Jue with a range.

This is already a pretty good harvest.

Zhang Jue nodded.

"In exchange, let me tell you that Shirley is currently in another site of the foundation. I can't tell you the exact location, but it's not too far away—then comes the second question, have you seen me?" , I came here, is it related to you?"

"mortal……"

"Annoying?"

Uncle 682 is obviously not someone who is easy to be fooled - or a monster, Zhang Jue's tricks don't work on it at all.

It fell silent again.

"Okay." Zhang Jue shook his head, "The straight-line distance between her and you is no more than 1,000 kilometers, and I can't tell you the specifics. Now you can tell me, have you ever seen me? ?”

"I haven't seen you...but the smell on your body is very familiar to me..."

Another ambiguous answer.

Zhang Jue pressed his head, feeling a little headache.

But he believed that Master 682 would not lie to him.

Compared with humans, Mr. 682 is obviously more trustworthy.

Uncle 682 answered another question. It stands to reason that Zhang Jue should say something about Shirley in exchange.

He thought for a while and said, "Xue Li has fallen into a deep coma now..."

As soon as he said this, 682 suddenly stood up from the container.

"What did you say?!"

Its voice was deep and deep, with a strong killing intent inside.

It seemed that the glass curtain wall between the two would break through in the next second and tear Zhang Jue into pieces.

"Aha, don't get excited." Zhang Jue used his movements to comfort Mr. 682, "Xue Li just fell into a coma, but I believe that she will wake up one day sooner or later."

At this moment, he remembered what Dr. Bright had said to him.

Like SCP239, it is best for Shirley to stay in deep sleep. Waking up is not necessarily a good thing for humans.

But Zhang Jue quickly spat, no matter what, he wanted to wake Shirley up.

"She... why... fell into a coma?"

This is the first time since the two exchanged, the 682 uncle took the initiative to ask a question, and he is obviously very concerned about this issue.

"No, no, no!" Zhang Jue shook his finger, showing a scheming smile, "It's my turn." (It's my turn)

What he wanted to ask was a crucial question, and he had already thought about it before meeting 682.

And the attitude of 682 now shows how important this issue is.

Zhang Jue looked at 682 and said softly, "Hey, Big Lizard, can you tell me what is the relationship between you and Shirley, and why do you care about her so much?"

...

There was a long silence.

For twenty minutes, 682 did not speak a single word to him.

No matter how intimidating Zhang Jue was, 682 refused to reveal a word.

It even crawled back into the container it was in before, as a way of showing its attitude.

Zhang Jue had to settle for the next best thing: "Okay, okay, it's okay if I don't ask you this question, but you have to tell me something valuable, right? Treat your heart with your heart, keep your word, and be selfless—"

Zhang Jue snapped his fingers and misused idioms.

I don't know if his ink blots had an effect, or because he mentioned Shirley, Master 682 opened his eyes again.

"In site 14, there is someone with the same taste as you."

Its voice is still so low.

But Zhang Jue heard every word it said clearly.

Just tens of minutes ago, 682 had just told him that the smell on his body made him very familiar.

Such a bombshell is dropped now.

The smell of myself...

Zhang Jue looked at himself.

He is a time traveler.

Could it be that there is a traverser in the small site 14?

Double wear?

So uncreative?

Zhang Jue wasn't sure whether the taste 682 meant was the same.

But according to normal logic, at least one aspect is somewhat similar to him.

If this person is still an enemy, then the danger is great.

It is confirmed by Dr. Li's words that this person is very likely to be the one who pushed him to Shirley.

A member of the mysterious organization with the letters MRW printed on the arm.

Everything seems to be a closed loop.

But the identity of the other party is still vague.

But as long as the other party is still active, he will definitely be able to catch the other party's tail.

After thinking about it, Zhang Jue still told 682 Xue Li's real situation, because he also wanted to hear what 682 had to say.

"... Shirley is currently fighting with a force in her body, and I don't know what the final result will be... I know that she will win—Big Lizard, do you know what that force is?"

682 did not answer.

Yes, play dead again.

This time, Zhang Jue wanted to run to the opposite side and give 682 a kick.

The conversation stalled for a moment.

Here, Zhang Jue no longer has any valuable information for 682.

No, he still has one last trump card.

Zhang Jue laughed.

"Big man, let's make another deal at the end. This time, I promise you won't lose money."