I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

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In the interrogation room of Site 14, an interrogator in uniform confronted a blonde woman.

Seeing that the prisoner didn't cooperate, the interrogator pointed to the eight characters on the wall behind him: "Confessions are lenient and resistance is strict": "Madam, I advise you to cooperate well, otherwise you will be the one who suffers in the end."

Mirada sneered.

"I don't know where this is, but I know that you are not a policeman, and this is not a police station. You have no right to interrogate me. We came here with a formal visa! I want to go to the embassy to protest!"

Before the interrogator could speak, the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened.

Holding a bowl of braised beef noodles in his hand, Zhang Jue walked into the room slowly.

The smell of instant noodles immediately filled the entire interrogation room.

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he was a little hungry.

He ate the noodles and said vaguely: "Who is that, Xiao Zhang, you go, let me meet this vicious female bandit alone."

"Yes!"

The interrogator surnamed Zhang stood at attention decisively and left the interrogation room.

Zhang Jue is now the deputy stationmaster of site14, commanding them is justified.

"It's a bit salty, I shouldn't have put all the ingredients in just now."

Zhang Jue grumbled, then raised his head, smiled and said to Mirada, "Hi, what's your name?"

Mirada turned away and simply ignored him.

"I'll know if you don't tell me." Zhang Jue put the noodles aside and took out a note from his pocket.

"Mirada, female, 28 years old, from Goose Country, entered the country a month ago, tell me, what are you planning to do here?"

It has only been more than an hour since she was arrested, and Mirada was a little surprised that the man in front of her had already mastered her information.

But she still insisted: "I'm here to travel! You have no right to detain me! I'm going to the embassy to protest!"

"Stop doing this." Zhang Jue took another bite, "Everyone knows in their hearts that you are heretics, even if I let you go to the embassy, ​​you will not be let go, maybe you will be executed on the spot , After all, there are very few countries like this humane. Your mission is assigned here instead of other sites, you are lucky."

"What kind of heretic, I don't know." Mirada's expression flickered, and she didn't dare to look directly into Zhang Jue's eyes.

"Let's put it this way, our staff found at least two hundred metal parts in your body, don't tell me, those are nails you ate, how about being a believer in the Church of the Broken God ,How does it feel?"

Seeing that the other party had completely seen through his identity, Mirada simply closed his eyes and remained silent.

Zhang Jue took a sip of the soup and let out a huff, with a very enjoyable expression on his face.

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak, I might as well tell you that your other three companions have also been arrested. If you don't tell them, they will too. At that time, they will only be contained, and you can only become a D-class Personnel, to accept some inhumane experiments, it is not worth it for you to think about it."

Hearing that his companion had been arrested, Mirada could finally confirm that they had been ambushed tonight.

And the instigator is very likely to be the person in front of him.

After eating the instant noodles, Zhang Jue drank all the soup, burped, and left the interrogation room.

After a while, two security personnel came to the room and escorted Mirada to a temporary holding room.

Mirada was a little surprised. She thought that torture would be inevitable tonight, but who knew that the other party would let her go so easily.

……

On the other side, Zhang Jue was walking leisurely in the corridor with his hands behind his back.

A staff member whispered in his ear: "Consultant Zhang, those three are also tough, and our brother couldn't pry their mouths open."

Zhang Jue nodded, as if he had expected it.

Although he seemed to have a well-thought-out plan when he talked to that woman, in fact, the believers in the Church of the Broken God are very devout, and their worship of the Broken God McCann has almost reached the point of pathology. Unlikely to happen.

So from the very beginning, Zhang Jue didn't intend to get any valuable information from them.

Anyway, the man has already been caught, and Lao Huang can rest assured that today's first kill has not been taken yet.

The two were talking, but Huang Xingwen rushed over.

His hair was a bit messy, and he misremembered a button on his clothes. It seemed that Zhang Jue rushed over from home overnight when he heard that Zhang Jue had captured the members of the Broken God Sect.

As soon as he saw Zhang Jue, he immediately put on a smiling face.

"Consultant Zhang, thanks to you this time."

Although Zhang Jue has been promoted to deputy station master, everyone is still used to calling him a consultant.

Huang Xingwen patted him on the shoulder: "It's only the second day, and you caught them all. I really don't know how to thank you."

"You don't know, I know." Zhang Jue said, "Just give me a bonus."

"Ah, haha, let's discuss this later, later." Huang Xingwen laughed awkwardly, knowing that Zhang Jue was just joking with him, so he simply changed the subject, "Consultant Zhang, in your opinion, what should we do next? ?”

"The man has been caught, and the next step is your business. It has nothing to do with me if you want to be beaten or scolded, or tried or punished." Zhang Jue yawned, "The thing I want to do most now is to go back to sleep quickly. Sleep--"

……

After dismissing Huang Xingwen, Zhang Jue walked all the way to his dormitory.

It has been more than a year since I came to this world, and I have helped the foundation solve countless troubles, big and small, and in the end I didn't even get a house, which is really a bit bad.

Although the rewards for defeating 3125 this time are good, they are all false names. Next time, no matter what, we have to do something tangible.

His requirements are not too high. With his current status in the foundation, it is not too much to come to a single-family villa. It is best to have a garden and a swimming pool. It would be even better if there is a housekeeper.

Zhang Jue thought about it, then took out the key and opened the door of his room.

But he didn't go in right away.

Because he found that the position of his hair that fell on the doorway before going out had changed.

The time is 02:30 in the morning.

Zhang Jue stood at the door of his dormitory, looking at the dark room.

Squinted.

He could feel that there was an extra breath inside, and the other party was in his room right now.

In order to hunt down the followers of the Shattered Theology, almost the entire army at site 14 was mobilized.

And at this time, it is precisely when the defense is weakest.

Someone took the opportunity to sneak into his room.

Zhang Jue could feel that this person's breathing was long and powerful, and he was definitely a master.

But now Zhang Jue, when it comes to fighting alone, he has never been afraid of anyone.

He sneered, stepped into the room, and closed the door behind him.

He made up his mind that no matter who was inside, since he was here, he should never leave.

However, when he turned on the light, he found that the unexpected guest was actually sitting on his sofa, as if waiting for him to come back.

Seeing him enter the room, the man smiled slightly.

"Consultant Zhang, long time no see."

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 224 New Mission

"Consultant Zhang, long time no see."

When Zhang Jue entered the room, the person sitting on the sofa smiled slightly.

Seeing that face, Zhang Jue was stunned: "Smith?"

"It's me." Old Will Smith nodded, stood up, and bowed deeply to Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue was overjoyed, and quickly went around to the sofa to help him up, and looked him up and down.

"Your injury healed?"

Old Smith nodded: "It's not completely healed yet, but the action is no problem."

Not only is it harmless, even places like foundation sites can sneak in casually, which is comparable to some trained special forces.

A few months ago, Smith Sr. escaped from SCP-1351 (Möbius Hole) with one life saved, but also with very serious injuries.

He and Smith designed to catch him, and they recognized each other.

Because of the end of the world, Old Smith has less trust in the Foundation.

So Zhang Jue found a place for him to recuperate slowly.

I wanted to go to site 19 to get some SCP-500 (the panacea) for him, but Zhang Jue was riding 682 to make troubles everywhere. Because of time constraints, he couldn't find it. This has always been Zhang Jue's regret.

Unexpectedly, he recovered by himself.

And judging by his expression, I believe he will recover in a short time, which is really a surprise.

Zhang Jue now bears the title of Minister of Antimemetics, but he has no one under his command.

Now that the old Smith has recovered from his injury, he only needs to wait for the young Smith to return from his mission, and his team will be considered.

Now that Old Smith was here, Zhang Jue wasn't sleepy any more. He opened a bottle of red wine he scavenged from Yang Wenbai, regardless of whether Old Smith could drink it, anyway, he poured it for him first.

"Did you come here directly after you recovered from your injury?"

"No, before coming here, I went to other places first."

"Is there no problem with your identity?"

"I have a fake document from the Foundation, which can be used in this world."

"Oh, that's not bad."

The two chatted for a while, and Old Smith's eyes suddenly became serious.

"Consultant Zhang, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Jue took a sip of his wine: "There is nothing polite between us."

Old Smith nodded, looking a little lonely: "It seems that something is going to happen in this world."

Zhang Jue looked at him: "Why do you see that?"

"In the past few months, I have traveled to South America, Africa, Mexico, Siberia and other places, and found that many strange things have happened. Ordinary people may not be aware of them, but I can feel that they must be caused by certain SCP projects. Still There have been containment breaches at some sites, and while this is normal, I feel like things like this are becoming more and more frequent."

Old Smith looked dignified. He was a man in two lifetimes. Regarding these matters, he had his own news channel.

One place and one city may not be a big deal, but if the SCP projects all over the world have entered an active period, it will definitely not be a good thing for human beings.

Zhang Jue nodded.

Think about what happened recently.

Even the Cult of the Broken God is starting to come alive, apparently one of them.

The three-year period has not yet come, but the world seems to be rehearsing the impending catastrophe, ready to welcome it at any time.

Old Smith also took a sip of wine: "Consultant Zhang, what are you going to do?"

How to do?

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.

According to the urine nature of the Foundation, when encountering such a big event, there must be many backups.

Even restarting the world is not impossible.

However, he couldn't bet all his treasures on the foundation.

Both sides are clear that everyone is using each other at present.

When it was really a matter of life and death, the betrayer would definitely not even blink an eye.

All he can do now is try to make himself as strong as possible.