I’m In Charge of SCP

The person who chased me was the White family, one of the two major families in Philadelphia, Smith said.

White family?

Hearing this name, Zhang Jue was slightly taken aback.

There have been two big headlines in Philly lately.

One is that many indecent photos of celebrities and dignitaries have been disclosed on the Internet.

The second is the White and Green families of Philadelphia competing for governor of Pennsylvania.

But the governor's election will not start until next week, and it is still in the warm-up stage.

The two families have invested heavily in the campaign.

Use all kinds of means, use everything to the extreme.

Zhang Jue knew about this because Du Jingtian once mentioned to him that the foundation wanted the Green family to be elected.

As for the reason, of course it is because the youngest son of the Green family patriarch is a member of the Foundation.

With the election of the Green family, it will be more convenient for the foundation to do things in Pennsylvania.

And I heard that the White family has a background in the underworld, and what they do is selling human organs, killing a lot of people, and the methods are very cruel.

No matter from that point of view, the Foundation will not allow the White family to take over.

But things at this level have nothing to do with Smith.

He is just a black boxer, in the eyes of the White family, he may not even be as good as their family dog.

Why are they staring at him.

As to why— Smith went on. It is said that it is because of a USB flash drive, but I don't know what it is.

You don't know either?

Now, even Zhang Jue was not calm.

Yes. Smith nodded, I have never had a USB flash drive in my stuff.

Zhang Jue squeezed his chin: This is a bit strange.

This is where Smith is puzzled.

He had caught the other party's person, but the information he got made him confused. He really wanted to ask the other party if he had made a mistake.

But the other party didn't listen to his justification at all.

Zhang Jue looked at Smith and knew that he was probably not lying.

At this time, he has no reason to lie to himself.

Something must have gone wrong.

I have a clue. Smith said suddenly.

Huh? Zhang Jue looked up at him.

Smith frowned, obviously not very confident about this matter.

I thought about it carefully. A month ago, I won a boxing match and deposited all the prize money in the bank's locker according to the usual practice-my identity problem, I can't get a bank card, and cash makes me feel more secure , Just after that day, I began to be hunted down by the White family.

Oh? Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.

Smith's analytical skills aren't bad, and that's really something to behold.

Did anything strange happen that day? Zhang Jue asked.

Yes. Smith said, I was at the gate of the bank, and I met a man who hurried past me, holding the same box as mine, and the two of us bumped into each other.

Zhang Jue snorted, So it's an exchange?

Smith thought about it carefully, but still not sure, shook his head.

So you are not only going to withdraw money today, but also want to confirm whether the box is the one you had before.

Smith nodded.

hehe--

Zhang Jue smiled half-heartedly.

So it seems that if they hadn't met those robbers today, the two of them should have known the truth of the matter.

But then again, without those robbers, Zhang Jue would not have been able to find Smith in such a short period of time.

It can only be said that it was a blessing in disguise.

And as long as the box is still in the bank, sooner or later they will know what is in it.

It is late at night and the bank is already closed.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Zhang Jue decided to go and have a look tomorrow morning.

But whatever it was, finding Smith was the cause of greatest celebration.

Zhang Jue had other things he wanted to ask him.

In your email to Simmons, you said that you encountered a strange thing, what is that?

I felt like someone was watching me, Smith said.

Zhang Jue thought, that should be Stevenson.

Smith's anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong. It is really not a good idea for the Foundation to send someone to monitor him.

But in the next second, Smith's words overturned his guess.

The person who watched me gave me a very familiar feeling. He knew my every habit and could even predict my actions, which made me creepy.

Obviously, this is definitely not something Stevenson can do.

Zhang Jue and Stevenson didn't get along for a long time, but the other party gave him the impression that he was not as strong as Smith, let alone predicting Smith's actions.

The most likely one should be the mysterious person.

Zhang Jue took out the note he found from Smith's residence, put it on the table and spread it out: It must be him.

Smith naturally knew the note, he nodded: Yes, I was hunted down, without him, I would have died long ago.

Zhang Jue nodded and tapped his fingers on the table regularly.

After a while, he suddenly said, Smith, here comes your first mission after joining the Foundation.

Smith sat upright: What is it?

Zhang Jue smiled slightly: Don't you want to know the true face of that mysterious man? Let's find a chance to see, how about?

...

The next morning, Zhang Jue got up very early, and while most of the people in Mei country were still asleep, he was already waiting at the gate of the bank.

Since the robbery happened just the day before, the cordon around the bank has not been removed yet, but the bank should be operating normally, and Zhang Jue has already seen through the French windows that there are night shift employees walking around inside.

At that time, the needle pointed to nine o'clock, and the door of the bank was opened from the inside.

Zhang Jue was like an aunt rushing to the morning market to buy discounted potatoes, and was the first to squeeze into the bank lobby.

The lobby manager recognized him at a glance: You, you, you, you are the one from yesterday—that——

That's right, that's me. Zhang Jue nodded hastily, not wanting to waste any time, Take me to the locker quickly, I have something to get out, and I'll die if it's too late!

The lobby manager could only hold back the words in his stomach.

Zhang Jue found Smith's locker and entered the password. Sure enough, there were a lot of things in it. In addition to gold bars, Zhang Jue also saw a few diamonds.

Smith has been a mercenary and black boxer all these years, and he has indeed made a lot of money.

Of course, these things are nothing to Zhang Jue.

He found the suitcase with the cash in Smith's mouth.

Silver-white suitcases are very common. If you don't look carefully, you might take the wrong one.

Zhang Jue took the suitcase back to the hotel, closed the door, and drew the curtains.

The suitcase has a password. Zhang Jue entered the password twice according to the password Smith gave him, but it was wrong.

That said, it's really not Smith's stuff.

Zhang Jue was gearing up and excited.

He conjured up Abel's long black knife and cut open the combination lock.

With a snap, the box was opened.

Inside is a black sponge.

In the center of the sponge, a USB flash drive was lying in it.

That's it!

Zhang Jue suddenly became excited.

He had a very strong hunch that there must be something good in this!