I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue stood on the roof of the hotel, letting the cold wind blow his face.

Today's conversation with Dr. Li solved his long-standing doubts.

But it also added many new doubts.

He now knew that there was a mysterious organization that wanted to kill him from the first day he came to the foundation.

What a hatred.

MRW.

He looked at the three letters in his palm and searched for relevant information in his mind over and over again, but found nothing.

It is neither an acronym for a project nor a peer organization of a foundation.

Thinking about it, the foundation documents he had seen were all edited by those bigwigs in his world, how could there be an organization dedicated to killing him.

Is it really the Anti-Zhang Jue Volunteer League?

So that organization is probably unique to this place.

It's normal for him not to know.

Judging from Guan Peng's transfer order, the personnel of this organization have probably infiltrated the top management of the foundation.

Maybe even an O5 is their leader.

Of course, he didn't fully believe Dr. Li's words. After all, if Dr. Li could lie to him the first time, he could lie to him the second time.

When he returns to site 14, he will investigate this matter further.

He lived at site14 for more than half a year, thinking that there was nothing he didn't know about it.

But now it seems that the small site 14 has very deep water.

Zhang Jue remembered what Yang Wenbai had said to him before he retired.

Compared to those abnormalities that look scary, people are the scariest.

...

Tomorrow of the second day is the third day, which is not a nonsense, because on this day, Zhang Jue can finally see Mr. 682.

As the largest foundation site in the world,

Site19's containment area is much larger and more complicated than Site14's.

Usually only the employees responsible for the area will get a map of some areas.

The Foundation attaches great importance to the containment of 682, so its containment room and disposal laboratory are a separate building.

But according to Zhang Jue's request, surveillance and video recording are not allowed in his meeting with SCP682.

So early this morning, the containment personnel in charge of Project 682 began to send 682 to a special room.

The person in charge of containing Project 682 is a female researcher in her 50s named Melanie.

After 682 was sent to site 19, she also conducted a very detailed study on this lizard.

But obviously, she couldn't kill 682 either.

Therefore, we can only settle for the next best thing, weakening 682 to the point where it cannot hurt people and break through containment is considered a success.

She wanted to communicate with 682 several times, trying to find out why 682 hates humans.

But 682 didn't want to talk to her at all.

To be precise, 682 is unwilling to bother with any human beings.

So she was a little curious about this mission.

She had heard of Zhang Jue's name, the foundation's special advisor.

She really wanted to know what this consultant wanted to say to 682.

682 was sealed in a container filled with hydrochloric acid, and lay obediently inside, motionless.

But Melanie knew that as long as she relaxed her vigilance a little, it would immediately turn into a devil that harvested human lives.

She was sitting at the door of the temporary containment room, waiting for that consultant Zhang to arrive.

8:50, ten minutes before the agreed time.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Melanie looked down the corridor, and he saw Bellamy leading a young man in his twenties walking towards her.

Such a young advisor?

Melanie was a little surprised.

She has worked in the foundation for decades, so she naturally knows the weight of this title.

She didn't expect that the other party would be so young.

She certainly wouldn't think the Foundation was crazy.

In fact, the foundation's decisions are correct almost every time when it comes to some important decisions.

Human reproduction is like walking a tightrope. If you are not careful, you will fall into a place of eternal doom.

And the Foundation is the pair of hands that hold the balance for human beings.

Human beings have been able to reproduce until now without being swallowed up by various anomalies, and the Foundation is absolutely indispensible.

This young man must have something unique about him.

Melanie looked at him, walked towards her step by step, and then smiled at herself.

Morning, Dr. Melanie. He actually knew his name.

His smile is not dazzling, but there is a feeling of reassurance.

Melanie smiled back at him.

Morning, Consultant Zhang Jue.

There are still ten minutes until the time of his visit.

Bellamy greeted the staff and began to perform a full body examination on him.

From a distance, she heard Bellamy arguing with Zhang Jue.

One says that there is no need to delay ten minutes.

Another said, even at the last minute, you must abide by it.

According to Melanie's decades of experience in dealing with people, this young man named Zhang Jue seems to be a little frivolous in his behavior, but deep in his eyes, there is a depth and wisdom unique to oriental people.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Consultant Zhang Jue is about to enter 682's temporary containment room.

Two mtf teams were already waiting outside, and there was no one else in this building except for her and a few other rich researchers.

This is done just in case.

In this regard, the foundation has always done a good job.

Especially since this is site19, any mistake would be fatal.

After Zhang Jue entered, Melanie stayed in the surveillance room not far away, but the surveillance in the temporary containment room had been cut off. She stayed here and could only see the scene outside the door.

Bellamy, she noticed, was wearing a pair of headphones, listening intently.

In front of him, a recording device was running.

It seems that even though the foundation promised Consultant Zhang Jue that they would not monitor or record their meeting, they still chose to monitor it in the end.

In fact, Melanie also wanted to know what Zhang Jue was going to say to 682.

But she is in no hurry.

If the Foundation allows, as the person in charge of Project 682, she will have the opportunity to hear this recording sooner or later.

She was thinking like this, but she saw Bellamy cursed, threw the earphones on the ground, and left angrily.

Don't know what he heard.

Melanie smiled, probably the monitoring device was discovered by Consultant Zhang.

Melanie poured herself a glass of water.

She fetched a stopwatch and adjusted the countdown.

The above time has passed a bit, because when Zhang Jue entered, she pressed the start button.

The Foundation gave Advisor Zhang two hours, and when the timer resets to zero, he needs to come out of the temporary containment room immediately.

An hour passed.

Melanie fidgeted.

The calm in the makeshift containment cell frightened her.

682 has never been so docile when facing humans.

Has Advisor Zhang Jue been eaten by it?

This may have flashed through her mind.

There are only a few minutes left.

Just when she was about to leave the room to check the situation.

Suddenly a different scene came from the surveillance video, and she was completely stunned by what happened before her eyes.

In the picture, 682 punched a big hole in the wall of the temporary containment room with his body.

682 got out from inside, looking up to the sky and screaming.

Even across the screen, Melanie could feel 682's anger.

And that Consultant Zhang was riding on 682's back with a whip in his hand.