I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Yu Hongbo, Li Chengming, he can look like anyone.

"Whatever you want to call me, I am a collection of all negative emotions, do you have hatred or resentment towards this world, as long as there is, we are companions."

……

Jiangzhou, site14.

Zhang Jue held a simple funeral for the station master Huang Xingwen.

Instead of reporting the situation about Huang Xingwen to the Authority, he chose to leave him with a good name.

He didn't send Huang Xingwen's body to the Administration Bureau's cemetery in country C, but found a nearby place to bury him.

Huang Xingwen had no children all his life, and Zhang Jue didn't know what he was trying to join MRW.

Zhang Jue remembered what NO.11 said before he died.

It's just that everyone's choice is different.

The so-called "right" and "wrong".

After all, it is just a subjective assumption.

We cannot simply think that being the same as the mainstream values ​​is right, and being different is wrong.

After attending Huang Xingwen's funeral, Zhang Jue took Yang Xue to visit Yang Wenbai again.

The old man now goes to the square dance every night, flirting with an old lady, very leisurely.

Two days later, he received news from Leshan and Ning Suiyu.

He has arrived at the site where there are said to be only a dozen people, and he is doing well.

Ning Suiyu's injury is also recovering well, and now she has returned to site66 and is her stationmaster again.

As for the missing zero-five quota, it seems that there is no plan to make up for it at half past one on the [-]st.

It seems that she thinks this is more conducive to the stability of the authority.

The time has entered October, and it is just a year before the so-called end of the world.

Zhang Jue stood on the roof of Site 14.

Great view.

What should come will always come.

Since you can't escape, then enjoy it.

Chapter 4 and Four New Year's Eve Concert

December 2223, 12, New Year's Eve.

Jackson, the world's most famous singer, will hold a New Year's Eve concert at Atlanta Stadium, the largest stadium in the United States.

Due to physical reasons, Jackson has not appeared in public for three years.

This concert has been promoted and built up since three months ago, and has received the support of all friends in the circle.

Except for Jackson himself, every guest who came to assist in the performance is a world-class star.

All of a sudden, the streets were empty.

Since the morning of December 12, countless fans have gathered outside the Atlanta Stadium.

They may not have bought tickets for the concert, but it is enough to comfort themselves (harmony) by seeing the stars who came to perform from a distance.

The concert is scheduled to start at [-]:[-] p.m. until [-]:[-] a.m. next year, and is expected to last five hours.

But after six o'clock in the evening, the stadium was already full of people.

Everyone is waiting for the legendary singer to appear again after three years.

Because there are too many people who come to watch the concert, security work has become a top priority.

Three days ago, the local government of Meiguo closed the entire stadium.

In the early morning of the 31st, metal detectors were used to check every corner of the stadium.

I'm afraid that someone will put something tasteless like a time bomb in a certain seat

The head of security for this concert is named Daniel Thackli. He was a soldier in the peacekeeping force in his early years, and later served as the captain of the New York Police Department. He has rich experience in anti-terrorism.

In order to ensure that the concert can go on safely, he even borrowed more professional testing equipment from the airport, and looked at everyone who entered the venue with suspicion.

Many people who came to watch the concert are various world celebrities, celebrities and dignitaries.

But in front of him, everyone is equal. A politician was unwilling to cooperate with the staff to take off his clothes for inspection, so he tore up the ticket and kicked him somersault.

His temper has always been irritable, and it is even more so today.

Compared with the lives of tens of thousands of people, this body is nothing.

The reason why he is so strict is because his right eyelid has been twitching since this morning.

He went to Google and Baidu, and found that people in country C thought it was a bad omen.

But he is a loyal supporter of C country culture, and he firmly believes in the metaphysics of fate.

So throughout the day, he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

I only hope that with his efforts, he can escape this crisis.

At 07:30, all cast and crew enter the venue.

At [-]:[-], most of the audience also entered the venue.

At eight o'clock, with a burst of gorgeous fireworks, the concert, which had been in preparation for several months, officially began.

Thackli stood at the top of the stands. Although it was the farthest from the stage, it also had the widest view.

You can have a panoramic view of the entire circular stadium.

He breathed a sigh of relief, at least so far, everything is normal.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated, making him shiver.

After opening it, I found out it was my daughter.

"Hello? Fresa, what are you doing?"

"Dad, are you at the concert? Take some photos for me, I love you."

Thakri was about to refuse, but her daughter had already hung up the phone.

He sighed, took a few photos of the world-renowned singer on the distant stage with his mobile phone, and sent them to his daughter on social software.

His daughter sent him a loving emoji.

After doing this, Thackli began to patrol the auditorium, watching out for any suspicious people.

Because his eyelids twitched even more.

Sure enough, the intercom in his pocket rang.

"Boss, come to the entrance of the stadium, someone wants to see you?"

"who is it?"

"The other party refused to say it clearly, saying that you will know when you go."

"Just say I'm not free!"

Thackli shouted angrily, he was already busy enough now, and he didn't have time to open the back door for those people.

I don't know how many people want to enter the stadium through his channel these days.

He cursed a few words in a low voice, but his voice was swallowed up by the tsunami-like enthusiasm of the surrounding audience.

A few minutes later, his phone rang again.

Thackli pressed the answer button and said impatiently, "Flesa! Please don't disturb my work, okay?"

However, it was not his daughter on the other side of the phone.

"Thakry, it's me."

Thackley was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that it was the voice of the director.

He found a quieter place and asked, "Director Rutherford, I'm at the concert at the Alexander Stadium right now. What instructions do you have?"

Director Rutherford's voice was a little low: "Thackery, you should rush to the exit of the gymnasium immediately. There are people waiting for you there. After seeing them, you will give them the command of all security personnel—including you Do you hear yourself clearly?"

"What?" Thackli was shocked.

Director Rutherford repeated what he said just now.

"Captain Thackli, I order you now, rush to the exit of the stadium immediately, find a team of people in black uniforms, and give them the command of yourself and all the security personnel in the stadium—do you hear me clearly? "

Thackli put his legs together and said loudly, "Yes!"

This time Thakry didn't delay, and immediately rushed to the gate of the gymnasium.

From a distance, he really saw a group of people in black uniforms, and their uniforms had three big letters printed on them.

Thackli seems to have never heard of this name, is it a secret agency?He couldn't be sure.

The leader was a young man who looked to be in his 20s, and Thackli and him exchanged greetings.

The other party said: "Hi Captain Thackli, my name is Doyle, I believe Director Rutherford has explained the relevant situation to you, and now we need your cooperation."

Captain Thackli nodded and took out his walkie-talkie: "Do you need me to hand over the command to you?"

"No." The man named Doyle shook his head, "You guys are more familiar with this place, it's more efficient for you to communicate with your subordinates, you just need to convey my order to them. "

Thackli said: "Okay, if you have any orders, you can just order them."

Doyle pondered for a moment, and said: "Notify all the team members who are on duty, except for those who cannot leave their fixed positions, the rest will all be concentrated in the auditorium."

"What are you doing in the audience?"

"Find a cat."

"cat?"

"Yes, it's a cat."

……

"The target is a black long-haired domestic cat. It is obese and has a sweet tooth. It is very likely to be lurking in the auditorium. Everyone should not act rashly after finding it, and notify the command first!"

"Repeat, the target is a black long-haired domestic cat. It is obese and has a sweet tooth. It is very likely to be lurking in the auditorium. Everyone should not act rashly after finding it, and notify the command first."

While giving the task through the walkie-talkie, Thackli walked towards the stadium with the group of uniformed people.

He found that each of them was carrying a backpack on their backs, and various antennas could be seen extending from it, which seemed to be some kind of high-tech equipment.

Thackli was a little curious about their identities.

Judging from their footsteps and walking posture, these people are well-trained, and it is obvious that they have served as soldiers or belonged to some unknown unit.

Thackli was a little puzzled, why they would be so wary of a cat, could that cat turn into a monster and eat everyone in the stadium?

There were more than a dozen people who came here with that Doyle. After entering the stadium, they opened the instruments in the backpack behind them, and then stood scattered in various positions of the circular stadium, as if deliberately covering the entire place to some kind of signal.

Thackree's eyelids were still twitching violently.

He thought for a while, and finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Mr. Doyle, why are you looking for that cat? The stadium is so big, what if we can't find it?"

The young man named Doyle also looked helpless.

"Captain Thackli, I'm very sorry, I can't tell you why we are looking for that cat, but what I can let you know is that the above only gave us one hour, if we can't find the cat within this hour , then we will be in big trouble."

Doyle spoke solemnly, Captain Thackli swallowed and asked, "What's the trouble?"

Doyle smiled bitterly: "Captain Thackli, have you ever thought about stopping this New Year's Eve concert that has attracted worldwide attention?"

Captain Thackli looked at the group of fans who were shouting and screaming like crazy under the stands, cold sweat dripped down his back.

……

Doyle is also under a lot of pressure at this time, even much greater than Captain Thackli.

Because that cat is not a monster, but in such a dense crowd, the consequences it can cause are no worse than those monsters.