The Endless Shuttle

"I’m Pesley. Robert, report your situation to me. By the way, the coffee you sent last time was really awful. If you don’t give me a satisfactory "hand in paper" this time, I will I will consider sending you back to Europe to continue working as an agent..."

Rope unplugged the headset and put it close to his ear.

Quiet for a long time.

In this silence, the old man named ‘Pisri’ seemed to understand something.

Speaking again, his voice lowered.

"Who are you?"

"Before asking others, it is common to report your identity first, right?"

"……Is it."

The headset was silent for a moment.

"Lactavira" and the humans who were bewildered by her are not so capable. It seems that it was my mistake to let him take only five people and light weapons to participate in the containment operation..."

The other party clearly did not intend to disclose any information, and Rope no longer wasted time.

"No matter what secrets you hide, we will meet soon after I read Mr. Soldier's memory."

"Well, okay, Mr. Communicable Preparation Containment, I will prepare ugly coffee for you in advance."

——Zi.

The old man hung up the call, Rope smashed the headset and threw his head into the white gospel.

Turning his head, Fu Jiang was still stunned.

She can fascinate human beings. It is true that she is immortal, but from the outside, there is no manifestation of a girl's strength beyond the ordinary, even an adult male. Rope's behavior makes her very irritating.

"You didn't run away is a wise choice." Rope said approvingly.

Fu Jiang came back to his senses and hugged his arms tightly.

"...They won't let it go."

"Me too."

Luo Pei smiled and hugged the monster girl again.

"I'm glad you put yourself in the same position as me. This will surely be the beginning of a pleasant conversation. Today, let us sit down and have a good conversation."

After experiencing such a drama of death and blood, Fu Jiang's resistance was slightly weakened. After all, the two can now be regarded as "kind" in the same position.

Fu Jiang led Luo Pei towards her residence.

PS:

There will be no exaggerated foundation settings, please rest assured. In addition, "Raktaville" is the devil in Indian mythology. Whenever it sheds a drop of blood, a new Raktaville will be born, which is generally regarded as the prototype of Fujiang by domestic fans.

Chapter 4 The Immortal Lizard, Iss of Far Away

Close to the depths of the Sea of ​​Japan, on a small island that has not even been recorded on a map, the research institute of the SCP Foundation's Asian branch is located here.

Skip the appearance of the ordinary and dilapidated military base on the ground, and extend the twenty-storey honeycomb structure building down to be the essence of this research institute. In theory, even if a small nuclear bomb is detonated on a small island, it will not cause much threat and trouble to the underlying structure.

The head of the research institute, "Site Director" Wingate Pisri, is comfortably staying in this absolutely safe area.

In the spacious white and silver room, an old man between the ages of sixty and seventy sits on a chair.

He took care of his hair meticulously, wearing a precious hand-made black suit, holding coffee while looking at the two subordinates at the desk with interest.

"Operation Kali" was approved by me, but before that, which gentleman vowed to me to report that there is only "Lactavira" in Tokyo? "

One of the tall men of the military officer whispered.

"It's me, sir."

"Oh, it's you."

Wingate suddenly realized, and then asked the phone on the table.

"Then can you explain what happened to the man next to "Lactavira"? "

"...It may be an ordinary person who has been confused."

"It took only five minutes from Robert's request to contact me until I got the call. Can the "ordinary person" in your mouth solve all six fully armed task forces in five minutes? "

The old man gave a mocking smile.

"Then I have high doubts about the Foundation's vision of selecting soldiers."

"..."

The officer was silent.

Wingate stared at him for a while, then waved his hand as if giving up.

"Okay, it's meaningless to investigate the past. I didn't ask you to come here to make you lower your head and be trained like a student who is about to hide in your mother's skirt. I will notify you when Robert's video comes out, and then I I want you to give me a new containment plan right away. I don't want to make mistakes this time."

"Yes!"

The officer saluted swiftly, then turned and left Wingate's office.

After a slight sound of closing the door, Wingate changed his majestic appearance and leaned on the back of his chair casually.

"That group of parliamentary mystics **** are getting more and more perfunctory to me." He complained.

"Look at what the "Elite Troops" they sent? Even the most basic intelligence collection can't be done well. Among them, Robert even transferred from a field agent to become the task force captain. It's like a mixture of tomatoes and chocolate. It's too bad..."

"Wingate, you chose to come to the Asian branch. This is a garbage dump for the elderly."

The other person who had just stood beside the officer spoke up.

He looks older than Wingate, wears glasses, and wears the uniform of the white lab coat commonly used by researchers, and is equally as clean as new.

"Two years ago, it was a "junkyard for the elderly." "Wingate corrected.

"Kevin, you definitely know more than me how many new items this research institute has housed in two years. After all, in two years, only "Lactavira" is the first pre-contained object I have personally learned about and personally set foot in. This is no longer the "holiday sanctuary" before. "

"...Well, two years ago."

Kevin shrugged, then pulled a chair and sat down.

"But compared to "173", "096", and "106" that I have come into contact with, the projects in this institute can definitely be called "gentle". "