I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Except for those weird containment objects, Zhang Jue is not afraid of anything else, whether you are a monster or a ghost.

Soon, they searched all the first layers.

Nothing to gain.

All the information was searched and taken away by the predecessors.

Zhang Jue looked at Gray: "Director Gray, have all the information here been moved to the main building by you?"

Gray shook his head. "I'm sure there's nothing like that."

Zhang Jue let out a huff, noncommittal about his "sure".

Yang Xue looked around, seeming a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked.

Yang Xue frowned: "I'm looking for the floor plan of this building."

"Don't look for it, it's impossible." Zhang Jue waved his hand, "The things contained here are obviously very important and dangerous, and they must have been erased by some kind of force."

……

Everyone started to move towards the second floor.

In the center of the second floor is a hall made of glass, which houses various shelves.

Some boxes are scattered around.

Zhang Jue picked up one and looked at it. It was written in English with various professional words that he could not understand.

Zhang Jue's English was only at the level of a junior high school student, so he decisively handed the box to Yang Xue.

"It's antibiotics." Yang Xue said concisely, she looked around, "This should be a pharmacy."

The pharmacy was also turned into a mess, but because there were too many types of medicines, not all of them were taken away.

Zhang Jue noticed that there was only one box of medicines on a certain shelf, and the label on the shelf was also torn off, so he didn't know what was originally on it.

Zhang Jue said, "Dr. Yang, please take a look, which type of medicine is missing here."

Yang Xue nodded and began to look around.

"Antibiotics here - trauma medicines over there - heart, lungs, eyes, anesthesia, pain relief..."

Every time Yang Xue picked up a box, she would name the type of medicine.

After listening to Zhang Jue, it seems that most of the medicines can be found here, whether taken orally or injected, even more comprehensive than site14.

So what was originally preserved on the emptied shelves?Are you pregnant?

After thinking about it to no avail, Zhang Jue simply waved his hand, thinking about it, and continued to walk up.

He and Yang Xue were still at the forefront.

Yang Xue turned her head and glanced at the silent Gray.

Ask Zhang Jue in a low voice: "With the technology here, it should be possible to communicate via satellite. Why not let the foundation send people to investigate and lead these people, it is too dangerous."

"It's not that I don't want to notify the foundation." Zhang Jue said, "How do you know that the foundation didn't send anyone?"

Yang Xue's pupils dilated slightly: "You mean...the foundation has sent people here many times, but the people who came here have also been forgotten?"

As Zhang Jue continued to explore, he said, "This is just my guess. After all, your father is a good example."

"But one thing is very strange." Yang Xue frowned deeply, "Why doesn't everyone remember my father, but my uncle and I still remember it."

Zhang Jue let out a huff and gave Yang Xue a thumbs up.

"Dr. Yang is really extraordinary. After such a long time, you finally discovered the most important question."

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 183 A Strange Situation

"Yin-yang is weird." Yang Xue knocked off his hand.

With Zhang Jue's head, he must have thought of this matter a long time ago, but he never brought it up.

Judging by his complacent look, he might already have the answer.

But this time, without waiting for Yang Xue to ask questions, Zhang Jue spoke out his thoughts first.

"From your uncle's description, we can know that your father Yang Wensong is a very powerful person, proficient in all kinds of strange skills, and has contained countless terrifying items. He even designed and built Site 14 himself. You also said that he He has a cautious personality, not thinking about success, but thinking about failure first. Imagine such a person, would he casually accept other people’s invitations to do a project that he himself is not sure about? Even under pressure or a sense of responsibility, He agreed to go, so I think, before he left, he must have left something behind."

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue: "You mean, me and my uncle?"

"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded, "Your father may have done something to you and your uncle Yang Wenbai after knowing that he was going to take over the project. You have not forgotten his existence like others."

Yang Xue looked at herself subconsciously.

"What could it be?"

Zhang Jue laughed: "You have to ask yourself."

The two were talking, and they had already reached the third floor.

This floor appears to be a laboratory.

Various bottles and jars are placed in countless small rooms separated by glass.

Gray stroked the test tubes, and tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously.

Yang Xue looked at him and asked softly, "Director Gray, did you remember something?"

Gray shook his head: "I just feel that there is a very familiar atmosphere here."

Even ordinary people, at some point, will have a feeling of deja vu to a certain place.

And maybe Gray really came here.

Yang Xue wanted to ask again, but the security team in charge suddenly shouted loudly: "Who? Who's there?!"

Everyone turned back at the same time.

But nothing.

However, the security team member trembled all over, obviously seeing something that frightened him.

Gray stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Moss, don't panic, what did you see, tell everyone."

Moss's face was already pale with fright, he stammered, "It's that, that black shadow, he, he's right behind us!"

Zhang Jue knew that what he was talking about was the strange ghost that everyone saw downstairs before going upstairs.

After what he said, all the security team members except Gray became nervous again.

They were able to come here only by hanging in one breath, and they may collapse at any time.

Zhang Jue let out a laugh.

"The light here is not good. This big brother may have misread it. Director Gray, don't you think so?"

Gray looked at everyone, and hummed: "It is indeed possible, everyone, don't scare yourself."

Moss wanted to say something more, but Gray stopped him with his eyes.

Although this incident was just revealed, the atmosphere of the team became dignified again.

"Okay, let's continue."

As Zhang Jue said, he walked towards the stairs again.

This building has [-] to [-] floors. According to the current speed, they may not be able to finish walking in one day.

Things get complicated at night, so be quick, or as fast as you can.

The fourth floor, fifth floor and sixth floor are all the same laboratories as the third floor.

Zhang Jue tried to turn on some computers.

Most of them cannot be turned on due to aging lines.

For the few that can be turned on, all the data in them has been deleted.

If only Simmons had been brought along.

Zhang Jue thought.

If it was deleted manually, the straight man is there, and the data can be restored in minutes.

"what--"

The scream came again, and it was Moss.

He pointed to the corridor not far away, and said in horror: "It, it is watching us over there!"

This time, before anyone else could make a move, Zhang Jue was the first to rush out.

After refining the 682 ability, his physical fitness has reached a very abnormal level, and it only takes four to five seconds for a hundred meters.

Like a gust of wind, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xue was the second person to react, and she followed Zhang Jue's footsteps and chased him out.

Zhang Jue chased after Moss in the direction pointed.

But did not see the black shadow.

Just as he was about to give up, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow flash across the stairwell.

Zhang Jue let out a hey and continued to chase.

But this time, he finally saw the back of the other party.

That black shadow floated in the air like a ghost, and its speed was extremely fast. Even if he turned on his horsepower at full speed, he could only guarantee that he would not lose it.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have the ability to pass through walls, but just led Zhang Jue all the way up the stairwell.

And Zhang Jue was not afraid that this was some kind of trap, since the other party dared to show up, wouldn't it be a joke if he coaxed him.

"Grandma, don't let me catch you, or I'll push you down the toilet—"

Zhang Jue hadn't finished his harsh words when the other party ran into a room, and the door slammed shut.

It was a very thick iron door covered with various locks, which was as strong as a bank's vault door.

Zhang Jue studied for a long time, but failed to open it.

At this time, Yang Xue, Gray and the team of security personnel finally caught up.

Except for Yang Xue, everyone was out of breath.

It seems that after Mr. Chen's guidance, Yang Xue's progress is very obvious.

"That thing went in." Zhang Jue said, "Director Gray, do you know what it's for?"

This was obviously a very special room, but Gray still shook his head.

He has no memory of this building.

"Then don't blame me."

As Zhang Jue said, Abel's black long knife appeared in his hand.

"Don't." Yang Xue stopped him suddenly, "I have a bad feeling."

"To tell you the truth, before I came here, I already had a very bad premonition." Zhang Jue said, inserting the blade into the inside of the gate.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhang Jue woke up from his deep sleep.

It was dark all around.

Zhang Jue touched his backpack and turned on his flashlight.

Yang Xue fell beside him.

He patted Yang Xue's cheek: "Wake up."

Yang Xue slowly opened his eyes.