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Three days later, East Siberia, site118.

Zhang Jue dragged his suitcase and followed the reception staff sent by the site to the site.

It is already late April, but Eastern Siberia is located in the mountains and the latitude is high, so the temperature is still very low.

Although Zhang Jue didn't suffer from the cold and heat, but when he saw that the staff at the site were already wearing short sleeves, he had to sigh that the talent of the fighting nation was indeed different from others.

The site118 site is located in a remote and mountainous area, with inconvenient transportation.

There are only a few buildings in the entire site, not to mention compared with site 14, even compared with site 237 in the desert, it is not that big.

If some projects do not need to be far away from the city, I believe the foundation will not build a site here.

The webmaster of site118 is named Maxim, Andre, and Zakulov, and he is a middle-aged man with a rough appearance.

A tall man with a beard on his face is the most standard template of a fighting nation.

He led a group of staff members and extended a warm welcome to Zhang Jue's arrival.

There are not many staff members at site 118, less than half of that at site 14.

After exchanging pleasantries, Maxim invited Zhang Jue to have a drink together.

The site118 site is isolated from the outside world, and the staff here rarely have the opportunity to meet other colleagues.

However, Zhang Jue has been in the foundation for more than a year, and it can be said that he has a good reputation.

Let's just say that the title of Foundation Star he just won is the highest honor in the eyes of Foundation employees.

Therefore, the employees at Site 118 all wanted to have a glimpse of his demeanor, to see if this living star of the Foundation, the legendary wise Easterner, was really that powerful.

At site 14, Zhang Jue's drinking capacity is considered to be top-to-bottom. At the annual meeting, several colleagues tried to get him drunk, but in the end he was drunk and turned his back on his back.

But this is not site 14, Zhang Jue thought about it, and didn't dare to pretend to be aggressive with the big brother of the fighting nation.

Station Master Maxim,

Why don't you show me the relevant information about the stolen SCP items first.

Hey, all right.

Speaking of business, Station Master Maxim sighed.

Site 118 does not contain many objects, and most of them are of Safe or Euclid level. There are only a few of Keter level, so the defense force is not high. Apart from the security personnel in the site, there is only one MTF team stationed nearby.

But the accident was a little strange.

Not only the security personnel did not find the enemy, but even the MTF team did not find their traces, and did not know how the enemy stole the target item.

Rather than being attacked, it is more likely that the site has been stolen.

This is somewhat different from the information provided by the foundation before.

Zhang Jue took the document and looked it up carefully.

Maxim, who was half a head taller than Zhang Jue, sat on the side, talking to Zhang Jue intermittently.

Consultant Zhang, to tell you the truth, the former webmaster has just stepped down, and I haven't been in office for less than a year. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. It's really bad luck.

Maxim slapped his thigh and cursed something in Russian that Zhang Jue couldn't understand, probably to greet the families of those thieves.

These employees on the site, you can let them fight, even fight, but when it comes to investigation and evidence collection, no one can do anything, mother! If it is not a last resort, I will not ask the headquarters. , I didn’t expect that it was you who came here. Consultant Zhang, whether I can continue to be the webmaster depends entirely on you—”

Maxim babbled, although he was garrulous, but he seemed to be straightforward, and he didn't treat Zhang Jue as an outsider.

Although Zhang Jue has a lot of bad intentions, he also likes to make friends with such straightforward people.

He smiled and said, Stationmaster Maxim, the matter is not as serious as you said. It is just an SCP project. As far as I know, the Foundation loses quite a few projects every year.

Not to mention anything else, at the beginning of the year, he had just snatched over a dozen projects from the headquarters, and he hadn't heard of anyone in site19 being responsible for this matter.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that Zhang Jue did not speak out what was in his heart, otherwise the project leader of site19 would definitely be so angry that he vomited blood.

If he hadn't played a great role in the Foundation, based on what he did, the Foundation would have destroyed him humanely long ago, so it wouldn't be his turn to spout nonsense here.

Maxim didn't know about Zhang Jue's great achievements. He said, Hey, Consultant Zhang, I heard that one of CN's webmasters resigned because of an accident on the site. Do you know about this?

Except for Yang Wenbai, there is probably no one else who Maxim said was the CN site manager who took the blame and resigned.

Zhang Jue chuckled. He was more than familiar with this matter. Without him, Yang Wenbai would not have been able to solve the problem by taking the blame and resigning.

However, Zhang Jue did not continue to chat with Maxim, he put the information in his hand aside, and said: Maxim Station Master, this information does not mention the situation of the missing item, can you tell me its number ?”

For the sake of confidentiality, the item numbers in the printed paper materials have been blacked out.

Maxim whispered to Zhang Jue, Its number is SCP-1139.

Sure enough. Zhang Jue nodded, the number did not surprise him.

...

SCP-1139 (Broken Tongue), Object Class Euclid.

Appears to be a rectangular gray metal block, approximately 20cm high and 5cm long on the bottom side.

There are some square protrusions distributed on its sides, and those who observe it will think that they are capital letters of a familiar language, but experiments have proved that this is only an illusion.

It can affect people within a certain radius through unknown means, and those affected by it will start talking and writing in a new language, although they think they are using their mother tongue.

Linguistic analysis showed that the new language was a mature language, but all attempts to translate it failed.

...

Compared with many SCP items with different shapes and powerful combat power, 1139 is not so special. It can be said that it is a very ordinary member. There is nothing worth noting at all, and even its object level is only Euclid.

However, in the foundation, it has a very high confidentiality authority, so that most of the staff at site 118 only know that a very important item has been lost in the site, but they don't know what it is.

The reason is probably because SCP-1139 is related to the Broken God | Cult - according to legend, it is a part of the Broken God's body, and SCP-1139 is necessary to revive the Broken God.

When he got this answer, Zhang Jue was finally sure that the purpose of those Broken God|Cult followers was to resurrect the Broken God McCann.

Are you kidding me?

Zhang Jue snorted.

Unexpectedly, the god I approached for the first time in this world turned out to be it.

Those believers of the Broken God Cult don't know what stimulated them. The Broken God has been silent for countless centuries, or even how many epochs, but they suddenly want to revive it. They really think the Foundation is a decoration , Are you tired of living?

Zhang Jue is not a lunatic, so he doesn't know what those lunatics think.

His mission is to send them to God.

Seeing that Zhang Jue was looking at the document silently, Maxim said: How about it, Consultant Zhang, have you found anything? If there is anything I need to do, just ask, those people below, whoever dares to give you Make trouble, I can't spare them!

Zhang Jue took the document back into his hand and turned it upside down: There are indeed some doubts, I may have to go to the scene to have a look.

SCP-1139 has been lost for several days, no accidents, it must have fallen into the hands of the Broken God Cult, and it will definitely be impossible to recover.

When Zhang Jue came to site118, what he did was nothing more than repairing the past.

Now that the thing has been lost, at least he must know how it was lost, otherwise Maxim may not even be able to sleep soundly in the future.

Under the leadership of Maxim, Zhang Jue came to the original containment room of SCP-1139.

Although the confidentiality level of this project is very high, in order to make it less special, the containment room has not been designed too much.

As long as the password and fingerprint are double verified, the door of the containment room can be opened.

According to Zhang Jue's deduction, the theft should have been carried out in the early hours of the morning.

Obviously, the intruder is very familiar with the arrangement of the monitoring equipment on the site, and has cleverly evaded many monitoring.

The only monitoring probe that was facing the containment room was also distorted.

Zhang Jue called the security personnel and the captain of the MTF team, and asked them about their on-duty and guard-changing hours.

After they all left, Zhang Jue fell into deep thought.

This time, Maxim did not speak, for fear of disturbing him.

Five minutes passed, and Zhang Jue let out a huff, as if he had gained something.

Maxim hurriedly asked: Consultant Zhang, have you found anything now?

I just have some preliminary ideas that need to be verified. Zhang Jue seemed to have thought of something interesting, and suddenly laughed, Stationmaster Maxim, let me ask you, what entertainment did you goose people do when you were young?

Our childhood entertainment?

Maxim didn't know why Zhang Jue asked this question, but he still thought about it seriously.

It's nothing more than going up the tree to catch birds, and down the river to catch fish. If you encounter black bears and wild boars, you can ride on them for a while.

Riding on a black bear and wild boar is indeed worthy of a fighting nation.

Zhang Jue stretched out his thumb and asked, Didn't you watch TV when you were young? For example, cartoons or something?

Cartoon? Maxim was stunned for a long time before remembering the story that seemed to be interpreted with cartoon images. He waved his hand disdainfully: In most cases, we don't watch those things, it's boring.

Yeah, if I could ride a wild boar as a kid, I wouldn't watch cartoons.

Zhang Jue laughed: That's good, Maxim, then I will trouble you to gather all the employees of this site into the big conference room, and I will do an experiment.

What experiment? Maxim asked.

Station Master Maxim, to tell you the truth, I think the theft of SCP-1139 is very likely to be related to the employees inside the site. Frankly speaking, I suspect that there are internal agents of the enemy in the site. Zhang Jue smiled slightly , with a mysterious expression, And my experiment is to help you find out this ghost!

...

An hour later, site118 held the largest staff meeting since Maxim took office.

The reason for holding the conference is actually clear to everyone, because a very important project was lost in the site.

Except for a few key positions, the other hundreds of employees put down their work and gathered in the large conference room.

And the special commissioner of the Foundation Headquarters——Zhang Jue, Consultant Zhang, was sitting in the center of the rostrum. He had a small clay pot in his hand, and he didn't know what it was for.

Next, the station master Maxim started to speak, and when he opened his mouth, he was a blockbuster.

Regarding the investigation of the theft of the site project, we have come to a conclusion that there is an internal response from the enemy in site 118. He said angrily, The reason for holding this meeting today is to find him out. , look who betrayed his colleagues, his friends, and his career!

After Maxim finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

No one would have thought that Consultant Zhang would come to such a conclusion only half a day after he came here.

Does it mean that the people around you are untrustworthy?

Colleagues who seem to be very good friends may soon become enemies.

Soon, a feeling called panic spread.

The station master called everyone together, which meant that everyone was suspected.

Once this kind of thing is suspected, it is impossible to argue.

After all, when working, who hasn't had a time to complain about the leader.

Those outspoken words in the past will now become ironclad evidence of defection to the enemy.

For a moment, people were in panic, for fear that the butcher knife would fall on his neck.

It would be fine if it was just execution or memory erasure, but the most terrifying thing is being downgraded to a D-class personnel, and in the end, I am afraid that life will be worse than death.

Everyone whispered.

Suddenly a researcher stood up and said, Station Master! You have to talk about evidence. Why do you doubt us?

If there is someone who takes the lead, there will naturally be a response, and the other person dared to say: Yes, everyone is a good colleague, and no one can be an enemy.

In this way, people kept getting up and questioning.

The scene got a little out of control for a while.

At this time, Zhang Jue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly coughed twice and stood up.

With just these two movements, for a moment, everyone was afraid to speak and stared blankly at him.

There are no worthless people under the famous name.

After so much, the word Zhang Jue has become extraordinary in the hearts of the employees of the foundation.

If it is said that those bigwigs in the O5 council are high and mysterious.

Then Zhang Jue is the god who was relegated.

Almost, if not omnipotent.

So they dared to refute the station master's words, but when Zhang Jue got up, no one dared to say anything.

Zhang Jue looked around and laughed.

Everyone has misunderstood. Although we guess that there are internal responses from the enemy in the site, we do not want to carry out indiscriminate strikes. He picked up the clay pot on the table, This is a project I borrowed from the headquarters, and I will not tell you the number. All you need to know is that it is a lie detector, as long as we pass its test, we can know who is our friend and who is our enemy.

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