I’m In Charge of SCP

If Zhang Jue could use one word to describe his current mood, it would be regret, very regret.

It's more than regret, it's simply regret!

The kind that even the intestines regret.

After a week-long review, site14 is finally back up and running, with most staff returning to work.

The commendation of Zhang Jue and Yang Xue was also put on the agenda.

Due to the sacrifice of many people in the invasion, the commendation meeting was also kept simple.

Witnessed by the backbone of several sites, Leshan presented a pennant to Zhang Jue and Yang Xue.

Really he|mom only has one pennant?

Zhang Jue wanted to curse at that moment.

However, Le Shan seemed to have expected his reaction, and said with a smile: Consultant Zhang, the foundation originally planned to reward the two of you with 5 million yuan each, but you donated them all.

What the hell? !

Donated the money yourself? !

Zhang Jue froze on the spot.

He actually donated his own money...

5000000……

In two lifetimes combined, this is the first time Zhang Jue has done such a careless thing.

No wonder Le Shan didn't stop him at that time, this old boy is very bad!

It was rare to see Zhang Jue deflated, and Yang Xue covered her lips and smiled.

She didn't take Zhang Jue donating her money seriously at all.

For her, money is insignificant compared to people.

Consultant Zhang, let's take a photo together. Huang Xingwen, who has officially taken over as the station manager, said.

Zhang Jue sighed, holding a pennant in his hand, and showing the ugliest smile ever.

...

After the review was completed and the commendation conference was completed, the inspection team of the foundation headquarters represented by Leshan had one last task left - to amnesticize and overwrite the former site 14 site master Yang Wenbai.

After the execution is completed, he will forget that he used to be a station master of the SCP Foundation, and forget everything here, and he will think that he is an old cadre who retired after doing mysterious work for the country.

In the stationmaster's office, Yang Wenbo rubbed his very old desk with his rough hands, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Jue, Yang Xue, and Le Shan stood at the door.

Looking at the slightly hunched body of the old man, Yang Xue's tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Jue hugged her shoulder, silently comforting her.

Mr. Le. Yang Wenbo said suddenly, Can I have a few words with the two of them?

Of course. Le Shan nodded, We will leave here tonight, and it will be fine to finish the procedure before then.

After speaking, Le Shan nodded to Zhang Jue, and then left the office, leaving room for the three of them to talk.

Uncle—— After Le Shan left, Yang Xue could no longer bear the sadness in her heart.

Since Yang Wensong disappeared, Yang Wenbo has always treated her like his own daughter.

Yang Wenbo took her hand, smiled and shook his head: Don't be so sad, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm just a little bit reluctant to be here.

Zhang Jue couldn't help sighing because their uncle and nephew were deeply affectionate.

It is not difficult for one person to dedicate, but the difficulty is to dedicate a lifetime.

It is actually not difficult for a person to dedicate his whole life. The difficulty is that his dedication may never be known by people.

That's pretty much the case for everyone who works at the Foundation.

They are conscientious and cautious, but it is very likely that their lives will be ruined because of a single mistake.

It might be a good thing for Yang Wenbai to retreat bravely.

Yang Xue cried for a while, and finally returned to normal. She looked at her uncle, but hesitated to speak.

Yang Wenbo said: If you want to ask anything, just ask. After the memory is overwritten, even if you ask, I won't be able to answer you.

Yang Xue hummed,

He mustered up his courage and said, Uncle, can you tell me what happened to my father's disappearance?

Yang Wenbai nodded: I guess you want to ask about this. You always thought that you were still young. I didn't tell you because I wanted to protect you. But now it seems that you can take charge of your own affairs. It doesn't matter if I tell you. .”

Yang Wenbai pulled Yang Xue to sit on the sofa, sighed, took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.

Only then did Zhang Jue know that he actually knew how to smoke.

Yang Xue looked at her uncle, but didn't urge him.

After a long time, Yang Wenbai's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

Your father and I joined the foundation at the same time, but our personalities are different, which has already shaped our different destinies.

I like dealing with people, but he is taciturn and likes all kinds of weird research.

In a few years, I was promoted to supervisor, and he also became the youngest senior researcher on the site - at that time, he was one year younger than you.

Soon, the foundation headquarters discovered his talent, and more and more projects began to settle in site 14. No matter how difficult it was, he was able to contain them. The design of the entire B6 floor, the reserved secret passage, and the extreme The insurance measures are all written by him.

Site 14 has no projects that can bother him, so many people from other sites came here to ask for his help. Regarding these matters, the headquarters also tacitly approves.

Finally, a woman found him—I wasn't high enough at the time, so I didn't know who it was, I only knew it was a woman.

The next day, he came to say goodbye to me and entrusted you to me.

Thinking about it now, before he set off, he already realized that this trip would be very dangerous, and it is very likely... that he will not be able to return.

But he went without hesitation.

Three years have passed, and he has not heard from him. I called the headquarters to inquire about the situation.

Then, the most eerie thing happened.

Having said this, Yang Wenbo suddenly stopped talking, and he took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, the cigarette was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Normal people don't need to consume so much nicotine at one time. There is only one explanation. He is very nervous now.

Zhang Jue couldn't help being curious.

As the stationmaster of the SCP site, Yang Wenbai has never seen any terrifying projects. What happened at that time could still make him, who has always been calm, lose his composure after so many years.

The cigarette was exhausted quickly, and Yang Wenbai forcefully put the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Zhang Jue saw that his hands were trembling slightly.

Seeing him like this, Yang Xue blamed herself very much: Uncle, why don't you—

No. Yang Wenbai stopped her, Let me finish.

Yang Wenbai insisted on continuing, but Yang Xue couldn't help it. She looked at Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue shrugged. The old man had buried this secret in his heart for most of his life. If he didn't tell it now, he might not have the courage and opportunity to say it again in the future.

I saw Yang Wenbai took a deep breath and continued: At that time, I was already the deputy station master of the site, and I could directly talk to the staff at the headquarters. I asked them about your father's situation, but the answer I got was——No This person.