I’m In Charge of SCP

Consultant Zhang, what are you doing?

Seeing that Zhang Jue had drawn his gun, Davis was puzzled.

The incident happened suddenly, and several people were startled by Zhang Jue's sudden action.

But Hayle and his assistants were members of SCP after all, so they didn't take any action.

After the site14 site intrusion incident, Zhang Jue's reputation in the Foundation is already very good.

There must be a reason for him to do so.

Zhang Jue pointed a gun at Hunter's head, and smiled at Davis, Brother, you haven't found out yet? He's not Hunter at all.

How? Davis was shocked to hear what Zhang Jue said. Hunter and I are very good friends. Anyone who wants to pretend to be him can't escape my eyes. He has a scar on his left ear. , It was gouged out by the enemy when he was saving me, I remember the shape of the scar, and no one else can fake it!

Davis was decisive, which made Hayle a little shaken.

He looked at Hunter who was sitting on the rock, and he found that there was a piece of flesh missing from Hunter's left earlobe, and the scar was blurred. It seemed that it happened a long time ago, and it was impossible to forge such a thing.

Hunter immediately said: Davis, don't trust these people from the SCP Foundation, they want to drive us apart!

Davis looked at Zhang Jue, then at Hunter, and groped to the back of his waist without a trace, where his gun was.

Hayle and his assistant immediately looked at Davis vigilantly, for fear that he would suddenly get into trouble.

The scene became tense for a while.

The GOC and the Foundation have always been at odds. Although there is cooperation, it is not uncommon for swords and guns to confront each other.

Conflict is imminent.

But Zhang Jue looked indifferent.

Brother Davis, there is nothing to prove. I know you won't believe what I say. In fact, it is very simple to prove that this person is not Hunter-just take off his helmet.

Take off your helmet?

Davis didn't understand what Zhang Jue meant.

Ha-il and his assistants don't understand either.

But still that sentence.

Zhang Jue has a great tongue, he always has a way to make you follow his rhythm.

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned his gaze to Hunter: Do you dare to take off your helmet for everyone to see?

Zhang Jue's gaze was sharp, like a falcon.

Hunter was stared at by him all of a sudden, and stuttered: No, no, why did I take off the helmet, Davis, don't listen to him, let's kill them together!

After all, Davis is not a parallel importer. It is impossible for him to deny the identity of his friend just because of Zhang Jue's words, but Hunter's behavior is really strange, and he seems a little guilty, as if his helmet is really weird.

Hunter, take off your helmet. Davis said, I assure you, if he can't produce evidence, even if he dies, I will not betray the organization.

Seeing Davis began to doubt himself, Hunter said urgently: No, Davis, you have to trust me, they are using you—

It's really long-winded.

Zhang Jue couldn't bear to watch this kind of unnutritious conversation, so he pulled the trigger in his hand.

boom!

When the gunshots came, everyone was stunned. No one thought that Zhang Jue would shoot at this time.

Davis thought that Zhang Jue was going to kill people to silence him, his eyes were red, and he was going to fight Zhang Jue desperately when he came up.

Zhang Jue immediately waved his hand and pointed in Hunter's direction: Look—

It turned out that Zhang Jue's shot did not hit Hunter, but broke the strap of his helmet.

Under the strong vibration, the helmet broke away from Hunter's head and fell to the ground.

Davis looked at Hunter, stunned.

Not only him, but even Hayil and his assistants were stunned, enough to hold an egg in their mouths.

The original Hunter looked like Davis, a big black man, but now Hunter, although still wearing the GOC armed uniform, his face turned into a white man with a With a mustache, he looks at least fifty or sixty years old.

this……

Davis's mind suddenly stuck, unable to organize words at all.

Haier and his assistant also looked at Zhang Jue, seeking an explanation.

Only Zhang Jue did not show the slightest surprise at the reality version of the big transformation that just happened, as if he had expected such a result long ago.

Zhang Jue kept his posture, with the pistol still pointed at Hunter's head, picked up the dropped helmet, and turned it around in his hand.

Simple, he said. It's not a GOC helmet at all, it's SCP-180.

Item #: SCP-180 (Identity Stealing Hat)

Object Class: Euclid

Description: SCP-180 takes the form of a hat or other form of headgear or hair ornament. The identity of the subject who places SCP-180 on the head is stolen by the hat.

This effect will cause the original owner to be completely unrecognizable, even by people who are very familiar with the original owner.

Once SCP-180 has stolen the original owner's identity, when SCP-180 is placed on the head of any other subject, the original owner's identity is replicated on the second subject.

This phenomenon does not only occur in humans, but also in animals or still life, for example, when a hat is placed on a dog, statue or coffee table, others will think that they are the original owner of SCP-180.

SCP-180's appearance changes as the host changes, however, this effect is only visual.

The object has appeared in the form of top hats, skullcaps, baseball caps, tie-dyed bandanas, barrettes, hijabs worn by Muslim women, and motorcycle helmets.

Research has not been able to explain how or why the radiation (visual and infrared) manipulated by SCP-180 produces false appearances.

Special Containment Procedures: For security reasons, the wearing of all headgear (including hair clips and bows) is strictly restricted in the containment site. Those who violate this rule are subject to body search, review of actions in the site, and DNA identification test.

Hearing what Zhang Jue said, Hayle remembered that some time ago, some abnormal items from some Foundation sites were stolen, and one of them was SCP-180.

It's not that he didn't know about this matter, but he didn't expect that 180 would appear here.

However, this also made Hayer doubtful. 180 will steal the identity of the original owner and cover it on the current owner. Even Hunter's good friend Davis couldn't see through it. How did Zhang Jue know that he was a fake? of?

After being spotted by Zhang Jue, the white Hunter changed his cowardly look, and his expression became unpredictable, as if he was not worried about his situation at all.

It seems that even if his identity is found out, he still has the confidence to escape, or even fight back.

He looked at Zhang Jue, and asked with a smile: The foundation really has a lot of talents, young man, you are very good, can you tell me, how did you see through me?

According to the general routine, at this time our protagonist should list a lot of details that are difficult for ordinary people to observe, tell the person's flaws, flaunt his keen observation and precise reasoning, and when you rule out all impossible situations , and the rest, no matter how unbelievable, that is the truth as the ending, completing a beautiful pretense.

But who is Zhang Jue, the master who never plays cards according to the routine.

I saw him strode up and slapped the white man Hunter on the head.

I haven't spoken yet, who the hell told you to speak!