I’m In Charge of SCP

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Zhang Jue was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, when he was suddenly pulled into a different space by a mysterious force.

In front of him was a set of very ornate mahogany furniture, and a man in red and gold business attire was sitting on the opposite chair, looking at him across the table.

With Zhang Jue's current strength, there are very few people who can pose a threat to him, but this person in front of him can directly pull him into a different space without any medium. His strength should not be underestimated. Be strong.

If the other party wants to kill him, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous than good.

But that person didn't seem hostile.

"Hello, my friend." He said with a smile, "Another friend of yours, let me bring you a message."

Zhang Jue tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him: "Brother, who are you? Seeing that you are selling houses, I happen to be in need right now. Do you have any discounts, discounts, or rebates? Is there a commission? Do you support provident fund loans? How many years is the property right?"

Zhang Jue babbled a lot, and the man in the red-gold business suit was held back by his routine for a long time.

"Friend, although I often do business with others, I don't sell houses. Your friend asked me to tell you one thing, that's all."

"Oh, that's a pity." Zhang Jue spread his hands, "May I know who that person is?"

The man in business attire shook his head: "Sorry, this is not within the scope of our transaction."

The person in front of him mentioned the word "deal" twice, Zhang Jue was stunned, looked at the table and chairs in front of him, and realized who he was, or what he was.

—— 738 (trading with the devil).

To be precise, 738 is not this man, but this set of mahogany furniture, which consists of two chairs and a table.

When a person sits in the chair in front of the desk, a humanoid entity will appear in the chair behind the desk.

This humanoid entity appears in a different form each time, and he will ask the person sitting at the table what the wish is, and make a deal with it.

If the person at the table can pay enough, he will sign a contract with him to fulfill the other party's wish, and the person at the table will also pay the corresponding price.

The Authority once wanted to use his hand to destroy 682. At that time, the researcher sat in a high-back chair and said: "Permanently destroy the object we call 682, and at the same time make this planet and its biosphere, human beings, Human civilization and the rest of the universe are intact, what do I need to give in exchange to achieve this goal?"

At that time, this person was smoking a cigarette, and after listening to the researcher's words, he showed disdain: "You can't afford this price, and your administration can't afford it either. Don't waste everyone's time here, okay?" Then, he pressed the cigar out on the researcher's eye.

This man is a devil who induces people to trade with him, and he will never do business at a loss.

So in this situation, there should be a person who has made a deal with him and wants to pass some information to himself through him.

This method of delivery is indeed concealed enough, but the price is a bit high, I don't know what that person paid for it.

Although he could guess the other party's identity, Zhang Jue still said, "I want to know who he is."

"Sorry, I didn't have this item in the deal I made with him." 738 sat leisurely on the chair, raised his legs, "Tell you the information, our deal will be considered complete, my friend, listen Well, the news he wants me to bring to you is—"

738 just wanted to tell Zhang Jue the news according to the agreement, but Zhang Jue suddenly covered his ears and kept shaking his head.

"If you don't listen, don't listen, you bastard chant the scriptures, ignore it, scold yourself, don't look at it, you bastard lay your eggs!"

"Eh—" 738 was stunned for a while, "This friend,

What are you doing? "

Zhang Jue lowered his hands and snorted, "If I'm not mistaken, the content of your transaction should be to 'tell me' some news in person, so can I understand that you unilaterally complete the 'telling' of this matter?" Movement is not enough, I have to 'know'?"

"Uh... In theory, it is like this." 738 suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zhang Jue let out a sigh: "That's it, let me tell you, if you don't tell me who he is, you will never 'tell' me the information in your life."

"Sir, don't be like this, in fact, there is only one sentence——"

"A lama came from the south, holding a five-jin sole in his hand, and a dumb man came from the north, with a horn in his waist—I invite you to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, and roasted flowers." Duck, Roasted Chicken, Roasted Goose—Ah~ Fifth Ring, you have one ring more than the Fourth Ring, ah~ Fifth Ring, you have one ring less than the Sixth Ring—the song is about the red sun rolling down the sunset on the west slope, young couple Sit on the kang and touch Shiba (harmony)—”

Zhang Jue immediately interrupted 738's words, with a lot of gurgling in his mouth, from tongue twisters to eight screens, and finally even started to sing eighteen (harmony) touch. He closed his eyes, his face was intoxicated, as if he really Immersed in my own singing and unable to extricate myself, it is estimated that no matter what I say to him now, he will not be able to hear it.

738 was shocked, he had never encountered such a situation in all his previous transactions.

There are also people who bargain, but that's before the deal, and if you don't do it, you don't do it.

But the problem now is that the person who traded with him has already paid in advance and is dead. If the deal cannot be concluded because of him, the punishment will be very serious.

How could there be such a shameless person? This is his fate.

He said with a bitter face: "Mr. Zhang, you can't do this."

Zhang Jue opened his eyes to look at him, and then closed them again. After singing Eighteen (Harmony) Touch, he will play another song Exploring Qingshuihe, and it is the whole book. Those passages that have been harmonized don’t know where he came from. Where did I get it back.

Zhang Jue wrote one song after another, if it sounds good, it's fine, but he is out of tune, and his singing skills can no longer be described as out of tune, it is simply out of tune.

But he is very proud of himself. It seems that if 738 doesn't give in, he will keep singing.

Anyway, he has a big belly, and if no one interrupts him, he can sing until his eightieth birthday.

But it won't take that long, because the 738 can't stand it soon.

It was the first time he dealt with Zhang Jue, and he was deeply shocked by his shamelessness.

He didn't know what kind of environment could breed such a freak.

He waved his hand helplessly: "All right, all right, Mr. Zhang, stop singing, I'll just tell you."

Zhang Jue immediately stopped his singing: "Well, then, let's talk about it first, this is what you asked for, I didn't force you, the most important thing in business is to be honest, if you dare to lie to me, There are sores on the top of the head and pus on the soles of the feet, and all the babies have two assholes—”

"Forehead--"

Although 738 is not afraid of this kind of curse, what Zhang Jue said was indeed too harsh.

Zhang Jue said a lot, and finally clapped his hands: "Okay, that's all, now you can tell, who is the person who asked you to give me the news."

738 shook his head: "I don't know his name, but he looks the same as you, black hair, black eyes, oh, and his body doesn't seem to be very good."

really.

Zhang Jue knew it was that kid Le Shui.

He must have discovered something, but for some reason, he can only convey the message to himself in this way, isn't it good to send a text message?

Or is his message too important to be known by others?

Zhang Jue asked again: "That person, where is he now? Alive or dead?"

738 hurriedly said: "No, no, Mr. Zhang, I told you that his appearance is already at the limit. If you still behave like this, I would rather be punished."

"Cut, the most annoying thing is you profiteers, give more to die."

Zhang Jue snorted, and knew that the advantage was big enough.

"Okay, now you can say, what exactly is he trying to tell me?"

Seeing that Zhang Jue finally stopped messing around, 738 heaved a sigh of relief and sat upright.

"Mr. Zhang, listen carefully. The news that your friend asked me to bring you is only one sentence - The world disability."

It seems to be an English sentence?

Zhang Jue picked his ear: "Wait a minute, say it again."

738 repeated again.

"The world cycle."

There are a total of five words in total, and they are all entry-level vocabulary.

Even at Zhang Jue's half-level level, he can write it completely silently, word for word.

But there is a problem.

Le Shui has worked so hard, and even killed Ling Wuyi. This is the message he wants to convey to him before he dies?

That's it?

That's it?

Zhang Jue's head was full of question marks.

"Well, can I ask one more question, under what circumstances did he ask you to convey this message, and what was his state at that time? Is he dying?"

"I'm sorry, Consultant Zhang, I can't answer these questions for you. If you really want to know these, you can find me and come to trade with me. Now, I want to say goodbye to you."

738 has already completed the task, so naturally he will not be fooled by Zhang Jue again, he has already lost a lot today.

And Zhang Jue watched 738 disappear before his eyes just like Party A who had paid the full amount.

"Damn it! A profiteer!"

Zhang Jue only had time to curse, and then his eyes lit up, and he returned to the office.

Nothing in the surrounding scenery has changed, and the clock on the wall has only passed a few minutes.

Everything that happened just now seemed like a dream.

But Zhang Jue knew clearly that it was not a dream.

Le Shui sent him a crucial sentence in a very subtle way.

He wrote it down on paper.

"The world cycle."

The world is a circle?

Earth is spherical?

I still need you to tell me this?

Zhang Jue pinched his chin and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, the knock on the door rang again, and Yang Xue pushed the door open with joy on her face.

"Alice's location has been found, and the nearest mobile task force has already gone there, and news will come in about an hour—"

"Ah, good job." Zhang Jue nodded.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Yang Xue noticed Zhang Jue's strangeness very keenly.

"Did something happen?"

"that--"

Zhang Jue opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't choose to hide it from her.

"Le Shui died, and before he died, he sent me a message through 738. You came just in time, help me analyze it, my head is a bit big."

Zhang Jue has a relatively strong ability to adapt to changes. No matter what emergencies he encounters, he can respond in a very short time.

But like this kind of deciphering or analysis, Yang Xue was a little more careful than him.

Seeing the English and translation he wrote on the paper, Yang Xue burst out laughing.

Zhang Jue's translation is almost at the level of elementary school students, and the machine translation on the Internet is better than him.

Seeing Yang Xue's appearance, Zhang Jue didn't know that he was making a joke again, but his skin was as thick as a city wall, so he didn't care.

"My Dr. Yang, if you have the time to laugh at me, why don't you tell me what this sentence means."

Yang Xue nodded, pointing to the crooked word written on the paper.

"Although this cycle has the meaning of a circle, it is not suitable to be placed here. We can extend it. In addition to a circle, it can also represent a circle, a cycle or a cycle."

"The world is a cycle?" Zhang Jue nodded, it seemed to be a bit like that, but it seemed to be a little bit worse.

Yang Xue thought for a while, and corrected: "The world is a cycle."

Zhang Jue snapped his fingers: "It should be here."

The world is a reincarnation, Zhang Jue said a few times, feeling the message Le Shui wanted to convey to him.

Could it be that what is happening now has already happened in the past, and the whole world is reincarnated in constant repetition?

If that's the case, things will be a big deal.

Le Shui, this kid, really can bring him some surprises.

The problem of translation was solved, and another problem followed.

Le Shui is obviously a native of country C, and he is also a native of country C. Why doesn’t he use Chinese to convey information? Doesn’t he know that his English is not good enough?

Le Shui is a delicate person, and he will not fail to consider this point.

There must be a reason for him to do so.

Yang Xue thought for a while, and then said: "Is there such a possibility? He heard or saw this sentence, so he passed it on to you."

Zhang Jue squeezed his chin and nodded slowly: "It makes sense."

It can almost be confirmed now that before Le Shui died, he should have gone to see the so-called person who was above the administration.

In this world, he is probably the only one who can kill Le Shui.

"Hah."

Zhang Jue kissed Yang Xue hard on the face.

"Honey, you are amazing!"

Yang Xue hammered him, wiped the saliva on his face: "What are you doing, you are not afraid of being seen."

"I kiss my daughter-in-law, why should I be afraid of being seen?"

Zhang Jue snorted, and hugged Yang Xue's waist domineeringly.

Yang Xue smiled bitterly and shook her head.

After so many things happened, only he, Zhang Jue, could be so relaxed.

What I like is probably his kind of energy that doesn't care about anything.

Feeling his hand rubbing against her waist, Yang Xue asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Zhang Jue yawned: "What else can I do? Soldiers come to cover up the water and soil. I originally thought that the matter has developed to this point, but now it seems that it is far from over."

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