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After sending Simmons away, Zhang Jue and Hansen found a hotel to live in.

And the first thing he did was find a computer and read all the news from around the world in the past two weeks.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m startled when I see it.

Just looking at these things reported on the Internet is enough to surprise Zhang Jue for a while.

First, a strong earthquake occurred in the Balkan Peninsula of Europe.

Romania, Bulgaria, Macedonia, Greece and other regions all felt the earthquake strongly.

In Romania, the epicenter, the death toll even exceeded 100,000.

Numerous rescue teams went to the disaster area to rescue, but the number of victims is still increasing every day.

Zhang Jue did the math. Two weeks ago, he had just returned from Europe, and Yang Xue was also left behind by the headquarters at that time.

It seems that before the earthquake, the headquarters had already had an early warning.

The second thing is the discovery of an anti-human terrorist base on the Siberian Plateau in the Goose Country.

The goose country has sent troops to encircle and suppress, and even used heavy weapons.

The battle is still going on, and it is not known what the outcome will be.

On this point, Zhang Jue has the right to speak.

Because he just stayed at site 118 in the mountains of East Siberia for a few days, and he also passed through the Central Siberia Plateau.

The geography there is very complicated. Although the land is vast, most of it is covered by forest.

Although it is very easy to hide, the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the transportation is not convenient.

If Zhang Jue was the leader of the terrorists, he would not have set up the base there.

Besides, Siberia is the territory of the old Maozi. It is not unreasonable for them to be called a fighting nation. When the bear sees them, they have to run away, let alone the enemy.

Needless to say, this is certainly a cover-up.

don't know what's in there,

It can make the fighting nation unable to attack for a long time.

In addition to these two pieces of news, there are also some other gossip.

For example, some people saw UFOs, or even vampires, and they talked about it, and there were even blurry photos.

But even if it was true, compared with the above two, they were all pediatrics, so Zhang Jue didn't care much.

What he cares about is that strange things happen one after another around the world, and they all seem to be some bad omens.

Just like those written in those online novels, the earth seems to be spiritually revived, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts are coming out to cause trouble.

And the Foundation is fighting fires everywhere, and has gotten into quite a lot of trouble.

Zhang Jue turned off the computer and lay on the bed, thinking about his next move.

First of all, the foundation has encountered troubles, but it has not found itself, which shows that the matter is still within the controllable range.

Although the foundation has lost some people, it has not used its hole cards, and it is probably waiting to see.

After all, once some things are activated, the consequences are unpredictable, maybe even the existence of the Foundation will be exposed.

At that time, it will definitely cause panic all over the world.

However, the foundation's ability can still be trusted. Since they can still withstand it, Zhang Jue will not consider those vain ones, and solve his own affairs first.

Although the Church of the Broken God didn't resort to force, it would be fucked up to poison them.

Stopping their plots without giving anything sounds nice, but in practice it is quite difficult.

After thinking about it, although he had some ideas, he was alone, and many things were inconvenient to do.

As for the two agents sent by the foundation, Hansen and Kerr, they are more of a symbolic meaning, representing the headquarters, so Zhang Jue does not intend to trust them.

After much deliberation and no substantive breakthrough, Zhang Jue glanced at his watch, ready to take a shower and sleep.

However, at this moment, there was a knock on his door.

Da, da da, da da da.

Apparently a specific frequency.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

There was a knock on Zhang Jue's door. If there was a scantily clad woman outside the door asking Zhang Jue if he needed special services, an ambiguous story line might develop.

But no.

Zhang Jue opened the door, only to see a man with a Beijing opera face outside the door.

Some horror.

He made a gesture with Zhang Jue, signaling Zhang Jue to go with him.

Zhang Jue looked at him, then nodded.

The entire corridor of the hotel was unusually quiet. The man didn't take the elevator, but jumped directly from the window at the end of the corridor.

You know, Zhang Jue lives on the sixth floor.

I saw that man was agile, tossing and turning on various air-conditioning units and railings, and fell to the ground after a few hits.

He used this method, probably because he didn't want to be photographed by the surveillance, and he probably went up like this when he came.

Zhang Jue curled his lips, and went downstairs in the same way—with his current physical fitness, it would be fine to jump directly from the sixth floor, but it would probably make a hole in the ground.

Led by the Facebook man, the two came to an abandoned factory.

At this time, there was light rain in the sky, and the two entered the factory building.

Under the faint light, the mysterious man took off his facial makeup.

Seeing that vicissitudes of life face, Zhang Jue said with a smile: Smith, you are a foreigner, how come you use CN's Facebook, so that I almost didn't recognize it.

It was the old Smith who came.

Just to confuse identities, he said.

This old Smith has always given people a calm feeling, and he is indeed a seasoned agent.

Zhang Jue nodded and asked, What do you want me to do?

Zhang Jue knew that since the other party insisted on taking him out, there must be something important.

I have good news for you.

oh?

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows. In the past few months, he has been entangled in various things, and he has been dizzy. It has been a long time since he heard good news.

Moreover, it is probably not an ordinary thing for Old Smith to go out in person.

Without Zhang Jue opening his mouth, Old Smith turned on the lights in the factory building and looked towards the door.

With a squeak, the heavy door was opened.

Another Will Smith's face appeared in Zhang Jue's sight—the young Will Smith, he's back.

...

Before Zhang Jue went to site 237 to confront SCP3125, he sent Smith a secret mission. Since then, he has disappeared from the Foundation's sight.

But his position is Zhang Jue's assistant, so the Foundation didn't interfere too much and let him act freely.

Two months later, he finally came back.

Thanks for your hard work.

Zhang Jue hugged him.

Smith was full of travel and dust, obviously just arrived, and maybe he didn't have time to rest, so he was led here by the old Smith and brought to Zhang Jue.

Both of them are not hypocritical people, they hug each other slightly, just to express their concern for each other.

After not seeing him for two months, Zhang Jue sized him up again.

Smith seems to have lost some weight and his cheekbones have grown higher, but his eyes remain the same.

There was an additional scar on his left temple, which seemed to be the mark of a bullet.

It seems that this mission is very dangerous.

Zhang Jue didn't ask him about the mission, but only asked if he still had wounds on his body and whether he needed to go to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup.

Smith hammered his chest with his fist, indicating that his current state is very good.

Then he said to Old Smith: You're right!

Zhang Jue didn't understand this sentence.

Smith explained with a smile: Before coming here, he told me that as long as I don't mention it, you will definitely not ask about the completion of the task, Consultant Zhang.

Fuck, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me. Zhang Jue slapped his forehead fiercely, So have you finished it?

Zhang Jue has this personality, and Smith would not believe it if he said he would forget about it.

It can only be said that Zhang Jue is indeed more concerned about his situation than the task.

Will Smith laughed, snapped his fingers, and shouted to the outside: Brothers, come in and show Consultant Zhang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fully armed soldiers entered through the gate, thirty or forty of them.

They are all physically strong and well-trained, and they can tell at a glance that their combat power is extraordinary.

The soldiers lined up in two lines and stopped in front of Zhang Jue, with a sense of power.

Will Smith stepped to the front of the team, then turned around.

He faced Zhang Jue and gave a military salute.

Report! The Black Pearl team is assembled! Please give instructions!

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