Feng Bujue didn't hesitate. He faced the light source and walked a few meters before stepping into a spacious and bright space.
Then, he followed the instructions of the commandos and took steps.
"The guns in these guys' hands seem to be energy weapons..." He was still thinking as he walked, "Have I come to a world where 'bullets' have been eliminated..."
…………
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Bujue was escorted to a room.
After the commandos drove him inside, the door to the room closed automatically.
Different from the environments in the previous scripts that were surrounded by cement, the base he was in now... was filled with metal products.
Not only the door, but also the room itself was made of an alloy that Feng Bujue couldn't identify.
In addition, judging from the sound of the air valve when closing the door, the air pressure, oxygen content, etc. in this room are all controllable.
"Hmm... It's not easy to handle..." The first thing Feng Bujue did after entering this "containment room" was to carefully observe the surrounding twenty-square-meter space. As a result, he found that
...The six sides of this room are impeccable; even the lighting strips embedded in the walls are seamlessly embedded.
"Has the technological level reached such a level that we can hide all monitoring and ventilation and pressure control equipment in the wall..." Thinking of this, Brother Jue turned his attention to the only door in the containment room. "Just opened and closed the door."
When I opened the door, the person who escorted me did not do anything, and there were no keyholes or operating panels inside or outside the door. This shows that... the door is also remotely controlled."
buzz buzz
Just as Feng Bujue was thinking, a buzzer suddenly sounded.
Along with the sound, the wall on one side of the room seemed to be a huge LCD screen... showing a picture.
In the picture, there is a beautiful woman wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses.
Two seconds later, the beautiful woman looked at Feng Bujue, or rather... at the "screen" on her side, and said, "Hello, Mr. Kuang Bujue."
Although Dr. Cox looks young, the tone of her voice and the temperament between her brows are that of a mature woman.
And Feng Bujue could naturally sense that... the actual age of the person in front of him was probably much older than what his appearance revealed.
"Hello, unknown lady." When Brother Jue replied, he had already heard that... the owner of this voice was the person who tried to stop him from killing Igor not long ago.
"You can call me Dr. Cox, Mr. Crazy." Cox responded.
"You can call me whatever you want, Dr. Cox." Feng Bujue imitated the other person's speaking pattern and replied jokingly.
"Hmph..." Faced with Brother Jue's reaction, Dr. Cox snorted coldly, and then continued, "First of all, on behalf of the foundation, I would like to welcome you."
"Thank you." Feng Bujue was full of sarcasm. "I'm impressed by your hospitality." As he said this, he turned sideways and showed the other party that he was handcuffed with malice.
hands.
"Huh..." Dr. Cox responded disapprovingly, "Mr. Kuangbujue, considering your previous performance, I think this current way of hospitality is more appropriate and reasonable."
"Really..." Feng Bujue said, "Then... let me ask, what are your next plans?" He asked with a relaxed expression. "Are you going to 'take' me in like this?"
"If possible, I do want to do this." Cox said bluntly, "But... I judge from your attitude that you should be able to return to your own dimension at any time in some way."
"Since you also know this, why are you cuffing me so much?" Feng Bujue said.
"Of course it's because I, and all the project leaders... all think you are in danger." When Dr. Cox replied, a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
"Haha...then I'm really flattered." Feng Bujue smiled and replied nonsense, wanting to further test the other party's reaction.
And Cox immediately replied: "You are a f*cking lunatic. Even if you are crazy, I don't think you would be in the so-called 'flattered' mood." She paused for half a second and then said, "
Your purpose has always been clear, which is to break through the 'mirror universe' we created and come here...to perform some kind of task that SCP-32 requires you to perform."
"Oh, speaking of that..." Feng Bujue heard this and followed the other person's words and asked, "I really want to ask you..." His expression changed slightly and he said, "What are you talking about?"
scp-32】…what exactly is it?”
For Feng Bujue, this is indeed a problem because he only heard this term for the first time during the main mission of the system.
As a senior enthusiast who knows all kinds of SCP projects well, Brother Jue naturally knows that there is no number like "32" in the existing SCP entries. In addition, he has also speculated... the true face of this "32",
In all likelihood, it is "Thrillerland" itself.
However, after all, he has not read the Foundation's documents on this project. Only after reading the documents can he know how far the Foundation has grasped the nature of this project.
"I have no obligation to answer your question," Cox replied. "Besides, I think you actually know what the item number refers to. You just want to test how much we know."
Obviously, it was not only Feng Bujue who was testing the other party, but the other party was also testing Feng Bujue.
Although they only exchanged a few words, it can already be seen that...these two people are going back and forth with each other, and each of them only speaks a third of the words. But they want to trick the other's 100% of the words.
.
"Haha," Feng Bujue shrugged and let out a long breath, "It seems that we have reached some kind of deadlock."
"Maybe." Dr. Cox said, and began to pace sideways, "Maybe we can talk about something else..."
As she spoke, she had already walked to her desk. The camera also moved with her.
When Dr. Cox bent over and sat down, he seemed to show off his career line intentionally or unintentionally.
"I noticed that you seem to be a writer." Cox continued. When talking about these irrelevant topics, her expression became much more relaxed, and there was a little soft charm between her eyebrows, "I
I am very interested in hearing you tell the story you wrote."
"Oh? That's it..." Feng Bujue understood the other party's thoughts almost instantly and replied with a smile, "I really thought of a very interesting plot recently. Do you want to listen to it?"
listen?"
Dr. Cox held his chin with one hand and showed a charming smile: "I would like to hear the details."
"Actually, the plot is not complicated. It mainly tells the story of a woman and a man having a video call," Feng Bujue said.
"It sounds a bit similar to our current situation." The expression on Dr. Cox's face suddenly became a little stiff.
Feng Bujue ignored her answer and just continued: "To be more precise, the two protagonists of this story are... a 'menopausal elder sister who looks much younger than her actual age', and a 'Yushu Linfeng,
A mysterious man with a sharp mind and no one knows his true identity."
This time, Dr. Cox did not answer the call. She must have been shocked by Brother Jue's shamelessness.
"At the beginning, the conversation between the two people was quite interesting. Although they did not make much progress in the answers they were seeking, their psychological game was quite remarkable." Feng Bubu said.
Jue said, and habitually began to pace slowly, "Until... the eldest sister received some messages, or... an order, through the communication device hidden in her ear. From that moment on, she changed
She changed her conversation strategy." Brother Jue put on a helpless expression, "She started to show off her posture and coquettishness, trying to distract the man's attention and delay time."
When he said this, Cox's face suddenly darkened.
She raised her hand angrily, took out a hidden communicator from her left ear, slapped it on the table, and glared at Feng Bujue with an angry expression.
"Haha...I'm sorry, your transition was too abrupt, and your acting skills are really not natural enough." Feng Bujue said, "Besides, I think it's better to expose you quickly...although it wouldn't be wrong to spend more time flirting with you.
No, but in that case, when I tell the truth, you will be even more embarrassed than you are now."
"Then I have to thank you?" Cox continued coldly, with a look as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Ah...you're welcome." Feng Bujue's extremely sarcastic response only added fuel to the fire.
"I sincerely hope... you can laugh again later." Dr. Cox's patience finally reached its limit. She couldn't hold back her anger and uttered words that were similar to threats.
"Don't worry, I can always laugh." Brother Jue continued, "If one day I can't laugh anymore, I just need to cut my cheeks open with a knife." When he said this, he also showed a kind look.
With a smile, "Of course, I understand what you are referring to at this moment... I think that from the moment you started ogling me, there was already a team dedicated to dealing with people like me.
They are heading towards me; I can foresee that their interrogation style will be very tough, and that they have some way of preventing me from 'leaving your plane'."
His reasoning was basically on point, which made Cox's face become even more ugly.
"Don't worry, Dr. Cox." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue stopped pacing and continued with a fearless, even expectant look, "I won't run away... today
I have no reason to run away."
bang bang
Just when Brother Jue said these words, the electronic door behind him... opened. (To be continued.)
