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Fulvio sat on the sofa, holding the newly arrived information in his hand, and studied it carefully.

The staff officer next to him saw that he had finished reading, and said, "My lord, according to the information we have received, the negotiations between the Church of the Broken God are probably a bit tricky. There is a high probability that they want to directly snatch what is in the hands of the SCP Foundation. When the time comes, the two sides will collide and we will have to guard against it.”

"That's exactly what I want." Fulvio put together the information and put it on the table, with a sinister smile on his face.

"Notify the first team and the second team, don't rest tonight, and prepare for battle at any time. Tomorrow's negotiation, as long as the Church of the Broken God dares to make any changes, we will fight back immediately."

The staff officer nodded: "People from the foundation, do you want to inform them?"

"Foundation?" Fulvio sneered, "Didn't Consultant Zhang claim to be very powerful, so there's no need to tell him. If he accidentally dies in the conflict, he can only blame himself for being arrogant."

……

Time moves backwards.

In the early hours of the day of the negotiation, Mirada, who was ambushed at Site 14, was also sent to the front line.

The Foundation does not have the habit of mistreating captives, it just separates them into several confinement rooms.

Probably because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, Mirada's face is a little pale.

She was taken to a restaurant where the man who had captured them was munching on noodles.

"Hello, girl, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

He was eating noodles, but he didn't know where to take out a cucumber. He was about to put it in his mouth, but stopped, and passed it to Mirada and asked Mirada: "You have just arrived, you haven't eaten yet, why don't you come?" Two bites?"

Not knowing what he was going to do, Mirada shook her head silently.

"Ha, then I'm not going to be polite."

The man was very happy, as if he was waiting for her words, he couldn't wait to put the cucumber in his mouth and started chewing.

The scent of cucumber filled the air, and Mirada swallowed involuntarily.

After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth before returning his gaze to Mirada.

"Can you tell me why the Church of the Broken God is so radical this time? The Broken God has been silent for an unknown number of years. Why are you so eager to revive it?"

The foundation had asked her many times about similar questions, but she had to keep this secret even if she died without the permission of the church.

But in fact, Zhang Jue asked casually, and it didn't matter whether she answered or not.

"I have good news for you." Zhang Jue said, "You will all be sent back tomorrow."

Mirada was a little surprised. She looked up at Zhang Jue, trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, anyway, you will know tomorrow."

Zhang Jue waved his hand, and the staff took Mirada down.

……

In fact, Zhang Jue met with all four captives in order to see their reactions after they learned that they were rescued.

Without exception, all were very surprised.

They seem to be ready to be given up.

Zhang Jue was lying on a chair thinking, when Old Smith suddenly appeared behind him.

"How is it?" Zhang Jue asked.

"As you might expect, there is a very visible military movement on the GOC side."

Zhang Jue hehe.

If the GOC didn't go crazy, their military mobilization certainly wouldn't be aimed at the Foundation, it must be something from the Church of the Broken God.

But Fulvio didn't talk about it with him at all, and probably didn't have any good intentions.

Zhang Jue played with the SCP-271 given to him by the Foundation.

"Old Shi, it seems that this negotiation, no one has thought of doing it well."

Old Smith nodded: "It's really dangerous, otherwise, Consultant Zhang, you'd better not go."

"Go, what if you don't go." Zhang Jue said, and then laughed, "I want to see what kind of moths these people can make."

……

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Chapter 2 Forty Irrelevant Things

The time is four o'clock in the morning, and there is one hour before the Church of the Broken God will send over the exact coordinates.

Zhang Jue lay on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Zhang Jue took a look and saw that it was a call from an unfamiliar number.

He pressed the answer button but didn't speak.

The other party did not speak, but knocked a few times regularly, which should be some kind of code.

After confirming that the password was correct, Zhang Jue spoke.

"it's me."

The person on the other side of the phone heard Zhang Jue's voice and replied, "Consultant Zhang, I'm Will Smith."

A few days ago, on the night that Will Smith and his Black Pearl team had just returned, Zhang Jue assigned them a mission to go to Europe and Goose Country to see what happened outside.

Now that he called, he must have discovered something.

Sure enough, after confirming Zhang Jue's identity, the first thing Smith said was.

"Consultant Zhang, something strange has been found here."

There is a time difference between the two sides. Zhang Jue's side is early in the morning, but Smith's side is sunny.

But after some things, he felt a chill in his body.

"Let's talk." Zhang Jue said.

Smith hummed and began to recount their experiences.

"We arrived in Romania three days ago. The worst-hit place here is a small town called Nadaville, which should be the center of the earthquake."

"According to news reports, the earthquake should only have a magnitude of seven, but according to our investigation, this earthquake is at least above magnitude [-], or even magnitude [-]."

"Moreover, the scope of the earthquake was also very wide. Not only Romania and Bulgaria, etc., but also the entire Balkan Peninsula, including more than a dozen surrounding countries and regions, felt the quake."

"For some unknown reason, the foundation, several disaster-stricken countries and even the United Nations have concealed this situation from the outside world, so judging from the news, the disaster is not serious, but it is not the case."

"We pretended to be a rescue team and went deep into the disaster area. This place has become a ruin. Nadaweier was built on the mountain. The earthquake shook the mountain away. As far as the eye can see, there are all broken walls and ruins. It is impossible to see the original landform."

"All the surrounding facilities were destroyed. If it weren't for the satellite phone provided by Consultant Zhang, we would not be able to communicate with the outside world at all."

"Rescue teams from various countries have arrived here, but the number of people affected by the disaster is too large to take care of them all. This place has become a purgatory on earth—"

Having said that, Smith paused.

He also seems to be affected.

Smith was a soldier, and later worked as a mercenary for a few years. The number of people who died at his hands may be eight hundred.

However, killing people with bullets and knives and seeing so many innocent people die are two completely different concepts.

After all, one of the reasons why people can be called people is that they have a kind heart.

He adjusted his mood and continued: "We followed other rescue teams to rescue the disaster, and then a strange thing happened. We found that those victims who were fine during the day would disappear the next day."

"At first we thought they left with another team, but later we found out that wasn't the case, they were captured by something."

"We followed the traces all the way to a cracked cave in the mountain and found their bodies."

"That night, we crouched by the cave entrance and found a... vampire."

When Smith said this, Zhang Jue interjected for the first time: "Vampire?"

"Yes, a vampire." Smith emphasized, "We killed it. It was white, hairless, and its ears were a bit pointed, just like the vampires in those movies."

Earthquakes, vampires, these two things don't seem to have much connection, but Zhang Jue seems to have a little impression.

He must have seen or touched the relevant documents.

As long as he is given some time, he will be able to find it out of the memory palace.

But he is running out of time now, and there is less than half an hour left before departure.

And Smith's words are obviously not finished yet.

He continued: "The time is too short, we only have time to find out these clues, we have already grasped the direction of their lair, tonight, we plan to go and have a look - in addition, the other team that went to Goose Country also got news. "

Time was running out, so Smith divided the Black Pearl team into two. He led some people to Romania, and the vice-captain led the other part to Siberia.

"According to their investigation, there is no experimental base for terrorists in the Central Siberian Plateau, but a monster appeared."

Zhang Jue had already guessed this simple blindfold before they set off.

Just like the discovery of 3844 (the flying dragon) in the Alps back then, the Foundation and the governments of various countries must try their best to conceal this kind of thing, otherwise it will cause panic.

"What monster?" he asked.

Smith replied: "According to my players, it looks like a cyclops."

"Cyclops?"

"Yes, but because the local area has been under martial law, they can't get close. These are what the local villagers who have been to the mountain said. At present, they have purchased a batch of equipment and are going to enter the mountain overnight."

It's all about acting today.

Zhang Jue squeezed his chin, thought for a moment, and said to Smith: "Smith, inform your team members that the current mission of your two teams is limited to exploration. If you encounter danger, you should retreat immediately. Everything is based on your safety. One important thing, I will go find you when I finish my work here."

On the other side of the phone, Smith stood at attention: "Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jue pondered for a while.

Romania, earthquakes, missing persons, vampires.

Siberian plateau, one-eyed monster.

It's obviously an impossible matter, but he always feels that there seems to be some connection between the two.

He even had a premonition that maybe the Broken God Cult's convulsions during this time were also related to these messy things.

But what exactly is it? He hasn't been able to connect all the clues for a while.

He needs a hint.

It's getting late.

Zhang Jue raised his head and found that the sky had turned pale.

It was four fifty in the morning.

Zhang Jue stood up and stretched his muscles.

There was a knock on the door, and Old Smith walked in.

"Consultant Zhang, the Church of the Broken God has sent over the negotiation location."

"it is good."

Zhang Jue crossed his fingers, palms facing outwards, and supported himself vigorously.

"Don't worry about anything else for now, let me meet these Broken God Sect people first."

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Chapter 241

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the clouds were thick.

A fishing boat appears at the confluence of the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean.