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- Five minutes later, the command center
"Sir!" The same agent ran to his superior in a hurry and reported, "According to the footage from B1"
"Okay." The chief interrupted him, "I saw" He stared at the big screen in front of him, his eyes fixed on a black area, "He destroyed all video and audio collection within the containment procedures of SCP-738. The device is right."
"Do you want to detonate the cone bomb? Sir." The agent immediately answered.
"What's the point?" the officer asked without looking back. "Since he knew to destroy all surveillance equipment, it means he was well prepared. How could he move things to the area where the cone bomb was located and operate it? Woolen cloth?"
"This" The agent was speechless for a moment.
"This incident reminds us that there is still a need to improve the containment of 738." The commander continued, "It is not enough to install a cone bomb in the middle of the room. We have not considered that when the facility encounters a major In times of crisis, a room without the protection of security personnel is invadedObviously, it is impossible for the intruder to carry an explosive collar" He paused, "Humph Speaking of which, today's D-class personnel This behavior has sounded the alarm for us on many levels. In the future, we should add a set of final protection measures to all SCPs in the event of a total out-of-control crisis in the base where they are located."
"Then what should we do now? Sir." The agent then asked again.
"Aren't the people who are going to arrest him already on the way" the commander continued, "We can only hope that before they arrive, the D-class personnel has not completed some kind of 'deal' that threatens us. Bar."
"This shouldn't be a problem, sir." The agent replied, "Generally speaking, the deal that D-class personnel will choose is at most 'getting free'."
"Heh" The officer smiled and adjusted his suit. "Steven, what do you think the IQ of this D-class personnel is?"
It turns out the agent¡¯s name is Steven.
"Uh I have retrieved his information just now, sir." Steven said, taking out a form from his pocket, looking down at it and reading, "This D-class personnel is codenamed 00250. His real name is Rudy Austin. He is twenty-five years old this year. After dropping out of high school, his criminal record was almost uninterrupted until he was sentenced to life imprisonment for first-degree murder last year After testing, his IQ was 83, and he had Slightly violent."
"83?" The officer looked back at Steven and reached for the form. "Hmph" He snorted coldly, "This is not right."
"What's the matter? Sir." Steven asked.
"Do you think a person with a lower than average IQ (even by American standards) would think of using SCP-294 to deal with SCP-173?" the officer replied sharply, "Before that" He I looked at the form again. "Where did he hear about the properties of SCP-294?"
"This" Steven's face turned increasingly ugly, "Could he be"
"That's right" the chief responded in a deep voice, "I suspect that he is someone inserted by the Chaos Insurgency (cactus_insurgent) through some means." He thrust the form back into Steven's hand, "If that's true If so, this information will be meaningless"
The more Steven thought about it, the more he felt that what the commander said made sense: "Yes the average D-class personnel can't even control the SCP they are operating. But this person used SCP-294 for the first time and created the project. This shows that Not only does he understand the characteristics of SCP-294 but he has been testing its bottom line since the beginning."
"In short the capture/elimination of this person must be carried out as soon as possible. The potential threat of allowing him to operate in the base is too great." The commander continued, "We need to contact more keter-level projects before he can Control or kill them beforehand, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous"
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At the same time, SCP-738 is within containment procedures.
Due to the current situation of the base, the security personnel who were originally responsible for guarding here have long disappeared. They either took refuge in the underground emergency refuge area, or they died somewhere else Anyway, Brother Jue encountered no obstacles along the way.
The door to the containment facility is opened from the console in its external laboratory, and no access card is required.
After arriving at the experimental area, Feng Bujue carefully destroyed all the monitoring probes and radio equipment in the room and laboratory, and then began to move the three-piece furniture set. He knows it very well. Just be careful to avoid the cone bomb in the middle of the room when moving tables and chairs.
To make a long story short, after a lot of work, Brother Jue finallyFound in SCP-738-2, the high-backed chair. In front of him is the table labeled SCP-738-1, while "Throne" SCP-738-3 is located behind him.
"Haha I didn't expect that we would meet in this way."
After a while, a gentle, mysterious voice sounded behind me.
Feng Bujue turned around and saw a black-haired man.
That is a man of outstanding temperament. He can show the youthful vigor of a twenty-year-old and the mature humor of a forty-year-old. But no one can tell how old he actually looks
Secondly, this is also a man with a very charming appearance, although objectively speaking, he is not a handsome man
"Listen to this toneyou know me?" Feng Bujue replied calmly.
"Yes, you are a famous person" the man replied with a smile, "Feng Bujue."
"That's it" Brother Jue smiled.
"Yes, that's it." The other party replied.
"Return" Feng Bujue said immediately.
"Vincent." Vincent replied calmly.
"Oh?" Feng Bujue's eyes changed slightly. He immediately looked the other person up and down again, "Haha I've admired you for a long time I've admired you for a long time"
These two sounds of "long admire". Without any sarcasm or hypocrisy, Brother Jue has really admired his name for a long time.
"Huh Woody said a lot of bad things about me to you, right?" Vincent leaned his right elbow on the armrest of the throne. He held his chin with one hand and looked down at Brother Jue with a cool gesture.
"If you are really Vincent, then there is no need to ask this question." Feng Bujue tapped his temple with his hand, "Can't you just go inside and find the answer yourself?"
"My dear friend" Vincent showed a charming smile, "You have to know that many times, the 'answer' is not the most important." He paused for half a second. He continued, "Whether it is the limit of mortal wisdom or the strongest wise man who has become a godafter all, they all stop at the level of 'answer'. But what is the meaning? When the former was asked what one plus one equals, he came up with it in an instant. The answer is 'two'; the latter already knows the question and the final answer is 'two' before anyone asks what one plus one equals."
Having said this, he stared at Feng Bujue and waited for a moment: "Hahabut you, mewhy do you have to be like this?"
"You are indeed the best." Feng Bujue said, grabbing the chair and turning around so that he was sitting face to face with the other party, "You said a lot of specious nonsense, but you didn't give me an 'answer'. Even my 'problem' was denied."
"Hahaha" Vincent shook his head slightly and laughed heartily, "Your reaction is very 'smart', Feng Bujue the first sentence you said to me was a test. When I called him directly When your real name is yours, this temptation has a result, and you enter another state Let me call it - 'Feng Bujue's serious state'. In this state, your thinking speed , methods, etc., have been significantly improved, and it seems to have reached a 'super-dimensional perspective'."
He pursed his lower lips and saw that Brother Jue's eyes had become a bit more complicated: "Observe yourself from your own perspective, and at the same time observe yourself from the perspective of a bystander, and at the same time observe this person with a personality as vast as the universe." Bystanders use this to solve all the problems in time, space, subjective consciousness, and objective reality"
As he spoke, Feng Bujue's expression also changed, and a rare and true solemnity appeared on his face.
"There are only a handful of people who can reach this level in the human world" Vincent continued with a smile, "You are worthy of being 'chosen' by Woody, haha It seems that the deal between him and 'that person' is also It¡¯s not a loss¡¡±
"Whose deal is he with? What deal? What does it have to do with me?" Feng Bujue asked three questions in a row.
"Don't worry" Vincent raised his left hand. He waved his fingers and said, "There are some things that you will know when the time comesI promise."
"Can you respond to my question with something other than nonsense?" Feng Bujue said coldly.
"Okay." Vincent replied with two short words, and then stopped talking.
"Hey, hey" Brother Jue was silent for two seconds, and then complained, "Are you going to tell me that this 'ok' is just a 'no nonsense' answer?"
"That's right." Vincent smiled, "That's right' counts."
Bang¡ª¡ª
The next second. Gunshots were fired.
"Why are you doing this?? Vincent looked down at the bullet hole in his heart. Although the bullet went in, no blood came out at all. "I thought you and I had a similar sense of humor?" "
"Yeah, I'm using this sense of humor." Feng Bujue said, picking up the assault rifle again and aiming at Vincent's crotch.
"Okay, okay let's talk properly." Vincent turned sideways and crossed his legs, "Don't do these unnecessary things."
"Then I won't beat around the bush with you." Feng Bujue knew. The devil in front of him is on the same level of intelligence as Woody. Talk between smart people can be very profound. It can also be very direct, "Be more conscious and tell me everything you can."
"Don't be like this~" At this moment, Vincent's tone suddenly changed. It can't be said that he was being mean and cute, but he did mean that, "You are on SCP-738 nowthe_devils_deal, as the name suggestswe It's a deal." He leaned on the back of the throne and spread his hands, "If you don't pay a corresponding price, you won't get any substantial return, and there's nothing I can do about it"
"Really" Feng Bujue said, "Then next. Are we going to stage a drama where the devil lures mortals into taking the bait?"
"If you don't mind, I'll start now." Vincent tilted his head slightly and looked at Brother Jue with a sincere look.
"Okay~ You come." Feng Bujue replied weakly.
"Ah~fame, power, wealtheverything in this worldis here with me" Vincent chanted impassionedly like a poem reciting, "Mortal~whatever you want, say it! "
"Is this how you lure others into making deals?" Feng Bujue raised his eyes and responded to Vincent with contempt, "I can't help but askhow did you become Satan's henchman?"
"Haha" Vincent smiled. "Okay, I'll be serious." He cleared his throat. "How about I give you Li Ruoyu?"
"What did you say?" When Feng Bujue heard those three words, his expression immediately changed, becoming cold and frightening.
"Look~" Vincent replied proudly, "Someone is angrywhy? Because I touched the most undefended part of his extremely powerful heart." As he spoke, his face seemed to be covered. There was an invisible shadow, "This is a 'mortal', Feng Bujue, please feel your own fragility It is precisely because of this that the human soul is beautiful and dazzling. In contrast us 'divine' beings, But they are all ugly scoundrels, lackeys, speculators, saboteurs I hate myself. Feng Bujue, but at the same time, I don't care Can you understand this contradiction? "
"Forgive me, I can't." Feng Bujue responded coldly.
"Yeah" Vincent continued sadly, "I know you can'tbut I just want you to think about it."
"So what if you think about it? Will it get closer to your so-called deity?" Feng Bujue said.
"Huh who knows?" Vincent avoided this sharp question, "Let's get back to the business You have also seen that I know how to seduce you or threaten you on this point . Woody and I are no different." His tone changed slightly, "But don't get me wrong, you are not 'acting according to our will'. I don't say this to take care of your self-esteem This is a fact , you understand it yourself.¡±
As he spoke, he flicked his fingers. As he moved, a piece of parchment, a quill, and a bottle of ink flew out of the drawer next to the throne.
"I ask again, how about I give you Li Ruoyu?"
"What do you mean by 'give'?" Feng Bujue did not give an answer, but asked further.
Because it is about the substantive content of the transaction. Vincent must tell the truth: "As long as you agree, she will be yours, from mind to body, everything about her"
"You meancontrol her thoughts?" Feng Bujue answered.
"Of course not." Vincent said, "With the strength of her soul, I cannot control or change her autonomous consciousness."
"Then what are you going to do?" Brother Jue asked again.
"It's very simple" Vincent said, "Just unlock her 'seal'."
Hearing this, Feng Bujue¡¯s expression suddenly changed: ¡°Can you break the seal placed by Woody?¡±
"Who told you that the 'seal' was placed by Woody?" Vincent asked.
This moment. Countless fragments flashed through Feng Bujue's mind: "So it's you"
"Yes." Vincent said, "That's me."" He paused for a second and then continued, "Li Ruoyu is also in this 'bet', and I am her bettor." "He had already taken the quill in his hand, dipped it in ink, and said to the parchment floating in the air, "I can tell you clearly. As long as I unlock the seal, she will find that she has fallen in love with you. How about it? In this way, you no longer have to be blackmailed by Woody. Do you want to trade? "
"What are the conditions?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"Haha it's very simple." Vincent said, "In a few years, when your life ends"
Boom¡ª¡ª
An explosion interrupted Vincent's words.
The door that had been closed by Feng Bujue was destroyed by fixed-point blasting from the outside. Amidst the smoke and dust, a group of dark figures filed in. One of them shouted loudly at Feng Bujue, who was still suffering from tinnitus: "Don't move. !¡±
Frequent footsteps and the sound of guns being loaded quickly surrounded Feng Bujue.
"Alaswhat a pity." Vincent sighed, "Maybe this is God's will"
"Wait a minute" Feng Bujue said, "Even if we can't trade now, in reality"
"That's impossible." Vincent knew what he was going to say, so he denied it directly. "On other occasions, I have no right to offer this level of deal. The only exception is when you are sitting on SCP-738. , and this is your only chance. The next time you sit on this chair, the devil will appear."
"Hmph" Feng Bujue also snorted, "Okay maybe this is really God's will."
"Don't talk! Throw your weapons to the ground, stand up, raise your hands!" The heavily armed security personnel were yelling at Brother Jue. They could not see or hear Vincent, and could only hear him faintly. A distorted sound echoed around the throne.
"Sorry, let's meet again if we are destined." Vincent said, and disappeared from the throne into thin air. The parchment, quills, and ink floating in mid-air also flew back to the long drawer at lightning speed.
"Hurry up and do it! Otherwise we will shoot!" the security personnel gave an ultimatum.
Feng Bu felt helpless and had no choice but to put down the firearm, raise his hands and stand up. He knowsthe guys from the SCP Foundation are not police officers. These people really don't mind "executing" their targets, let alone D-class personnel, they kill their own people without blinking an eye.
Three seconds later, several strong men swarmed up, subdued Feng Bujue to the ground, and cuffed his hands again.
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