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There's none?The station master Maxim was puzzled.

It was clear that everyone was waiting in a long queue just now, waiting for your inspection.

Zhang Jue looked around with his hands behind his back, and everyone's eyes followed him.

But Zhang Jue's eyes circled around and finally settled on Maxim himself.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Webmaster, you haven't passed my test yet."

"what?"

Maxim's eyes widened, and the expression on his face seemed to say, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Zhang Jue didn't care what he thought, and said, "Station Master Maxim, if you don't want to be suspected by me and everyone, then please put your hand into the jar and touch its bottom, let's test it." ,how?"

"So that's the case." Maxim nodded.

Everything inside the site is suspected of being stolen, and as the site owner, he is actually a blind spot.

But this consultant Zhang did not make such a mistake.

From the very beginning, the other party put himself in the ranks of suspects.

Maxim's evaluation of Zhang Jue was even higher.

But he is not afraid of the shadow slanting.

The master of the station said boldly: "Okay, just try it! I have also experienced it. Is the stuff of Consultant Zhang really so amazing?"

As he spoke, he put his hand into the clay pot.

When your fingers touch the bottom of the clay pot, the touch is no different from what you imagined.

At this moment, even he doubted whether the jar of Consultant Zhang was fake.

Zhang Jue asked as before: "Station Master Maxim, may I ask if you are the internal agent sent by the enemy to the Foundation?"

Maxim raised his chest and said loudly, "I'm not!"

Questions are over.

Zhang Jue motioned for him to take out his hand.

Maxim did as he was told, and smoothly took his arm out of the pot.

In the end, he raised his hand high, as if to signal to all the employees that he was fine.

Everyone cheered.

Tested and all are ok.

Although it is a bit regrettable, the so-called "internal traitor" was not found out.

But everyone was relieved.

They hugged each other, rejoicing that colleagues are still colleagues, and friends are still friends.

After a few minutes, however, everyone fell silent.

Because they saw that the consultant Zhang sent by the headquarters was still sitting on the rostrum and looking at them.

He's smiling, arms folded, looking relaxed.

This time, the site manager Maxim finally couldn't sit still, he asked directly: "Consultant Zhang, can it be explained now that there are no enemies in our site?"

Everyone's eyes were burning, waiting for his reply.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Jue stood up again.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Zhang Jue smiled, unfathomable, "After the round of experiments just now, I already know who is the internal response of the enemy in the site."

"what?"

Everyone, including station master Maxim, was taken aback.

Obviously no one had their arm stuck to that clay pot.

Zhang Jue turned to Maxim.

"Sir, can you ask the security team to seal all the entrances and exits of the venue?"

Maxim looked into Zhang Jue's eyes and realized that he was not joking, he really found that person!

"Lermontov! Order your team members to guard all the doors and windows of the venue. Without my order, no one can come in or out!"

"Yes!"

Lermontov is the captain of the only exclusive MTF team "Wasp" at site 118.

With his team guarding, the venue instantly became a big urn for catching turtles.

Seeing the MTF members armed with live ammunition, the employees present realized that this Consultant Zhang was planning to get serious.

Maxim looked at Zhang Jue: "Consultant Zhang, can you tell me who is the enemy now?"

At this moment, Maxim's tone became less respectful, but more murderous.

If Zhang Jue could find out the inner ghost, he would naturally not spare him lightly.

But if Zhang Jue tossed and tossed for so long and ended up just fooling him and so many staff, then he didn't mind letting this consultant Zhang know what a fighting nation is.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Zhang Jue's face was calm.

"According to my observation, there is indeed an internal response of the enemy in this site, and this enemy is her—"

He said, pointing his finger to a corner of the venue.

The people in front all moved aside, for fear of being beaten to death as a traitor.

Following the direction of Zhang Jue's finger, everyone blazed a path.

Zhang Jue's eyes finally fell on a woman in her 40s.

This woman wears black-rimmed glasses and has sharp eyes, and she is not easy to mess with at a glance.

Seeing this situation, Maxim was very surprised.

Because this woman is none other than the logistics director of the site—Valeria.

Valeria's qualifications at site 118 are not low, it can be said that it is second only to the station master Maxim and the experiment supervisor Vognev.

It never occurred to him that the ghost Zhang Jue identified was actually her.

Maxim said to Zhang Jue, "Consultant Zhang, did you make a mistake, Valeria—"

Zhang Jue waved his hand and interrupted him.

"I'm pretty sure it's her."

Zhang Jue looked at Valeria: "Madam, do you have anything to say?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Valeria still stood there calmly, showing nothing unusual.

She said calmly: "Consultant Zhang, you need to talk about evidence. You say that I am the enemy's insider who stayed in the site. What evidence do you have? Just rely on the pot in your hand? With all due respect, I work for the Foundation For so many years, I have never heard of such a project, so it must be fake."

Valeria is indeed a researcher who has been immersed in the foundation for many years. She seems to defend herself, but in fact she points the finger at Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue trapped everyone in this large conference room for nearly an afternoon, and these employees were actually on the verge of breaking out.

If they knew that Zhang Jue was just holding a fake thing here to confuse, then even if the station master Maxim was here, he would not be able to escape unscathed.

Taking a step back, even if these researchers dare not do anything to Zhang Jue, no one will believe what he said.

After all, Valeria is the veteran of the site, and there are many people who support her.

As soon as she finished speaking, several colleagues spoke for her.

"Consultant Zhang, can your clay pot really detect lies? Otherwise, I will lie on purpose, let's try?"

"Yeah, and even if it can detect lies, isn't Director Valeria not stuck with it?"

"Consultant Zhang, you're not kidding us, are you?"

Even the stationmaster Maxim looked at Zhang Jue, expecting him to give a reasonable explanation.

However, next, a scene that surprised everyone happened.

The imagined justification didn't happen.

The consultant Zhang sent by the headquarters nodded sharply.

"Yes, you guessed it right. The clay pot in my hand is indeed an ordinary pot. To tell you the truth, I actually plan to use it to pickle pickles."

……

Thanks to Latent_Mo Wangyu for the reward.

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 227 Admitted

The people at site118 were seeing Zhang Jue for the first time, and they were completely unfamiliar with his style.

So when Zhang Jue finished speaking, almost everyone was stunned.

Stationmaster Maxim picked out his ears.

"Consultant Zhang, did I hear you wrong? Tell me, what is this clay pot used for?"

"Master, you heard me right, this is a pickle jar." Zhang Jue said with a smile, "Although it is ordinary, it is more than enough to find the ghost - because it does not detect lies, but It's the human heart."

The more Zhang Jue said, the more mysterious it became, but Maxim was a big bastard, and he didn't want to guess the twists and turns in him at all.

"All right, all right, consultant Zhang, just tell me what evidence you have to prove that Valeria is a traitor."

Zhang Jue looked at him: "Sir, let's make a hypothesis, assuming that my clay pot is as I said, and can detect lies, then if you are a traitor, what would you do?"

What would I do if I was a mole?

Maxim thought for a moment, then patted his thigh: "Of course I won't put my hand in and touch the bottom, so that even if I lie, I won't be stuck."

"That's it." Zhang Jue nodded, "Anyone who is smarter will find this "loophole", so I put a layer of white powder on the bottom of this clay pot. If the person being tested has a clear conscience, he will You'll touch the bottom of the pot and you'll get a little white on your fingertips."

"So that's how it is!" Maxim suddenly realized, "So this test has nothing to do with the question you asked. You mainly see if the answerer is guilty and dares to put his hand on it!"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right," Zhang Jue said.

It wasn't until this time that everyone suddenly realized that they looked at their fingers and found that there were some white powder residues on them.

I don't know what Zhang Jue is using, but he can't rub it off for a while.

This strategy is actually quite childish, as long as you watched educational cartoons when you were young, you should not be fooled by it.

But here is the world of SCP, and it's not like these researchers haven't seen anything more nonsensical than this one.

Secondly, what they were facing was Zhang Jue, who was a fine and deceitful ancestor.

His acting skills are so good that no one has discovered this secret.

It's like magic.

Although sometimes it's just a trick, it's nothing after the debunk.

However, when you immerse yourself in it, you will feel--it's really miraculous.

"Okay, let's analyze the principle here." Zhang Jue clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention back to himself.

He looked at Valeria: "Madam, can you show your hands to everyone? If I remember correctly, the nail polish you painted is very clean and there is nothing on it."

Valeria bowed her head in silence.

Without Maxim speaking, Lermontov, the captain of the "Wasp" team, waved his hand, and two members of the MTF team moved towards Valeria.

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart was half cold.

Valeria is the logistics supervisor. She is usually kind and friendly, and she can talk to most people in the site.

But who would have thought that colleagues and friends who were good in the past would turn out to be enemies.

Maxim sighed: "Valeria, let everyone see your hands."

This is his last hope, he hopes that Zhang Jue is wrong and Valeria is innocent.

However, Valeria shook her head suddenly: "No need, I did it."