"What No. 55?" Unexpectedly, Dr. Mara replied, "I think we don't have Project No. 55 at all."
"Ha...really..." Feng Bujue smiled and said nothing more.
Dr. Mara gave him a puzzled look and then left the room.
After the electronic door was closed, Brother Jue thought to himself: "It seems... the power of this project is particularly significant when it affects NPCs. During the process of talking about 055 with me, she herself was unknowingly affected..." He tried to pull the cuffs on his hands and feet, but couldn't open them at all. "This can explain why Billy suffered mental backlash. But there is another problem..." He then thought about it, "I was listening in the corridor earlier. What's the matter with the sound? Logically speaking, 055 will not fight anything with cognitive abilities... What is that sound..."
His doubts did not last long, because the "buzzing" sound of the electronic door reopening interrupted his thoughts.
"Hey~ It came quite quickly." Feng Bujue turned his head and looked at the person.
It was a man in a black suit who looked about fifty years old. His face was resolute and his eyes were cold. At first glance, he looked like a powerful character who had experienced many battles.
"Rudy Austin..." The man strode over to sit opposite him and said straight to the point, "It must not be your real name, right?"
Feng Bujue smiled slightly: "Ha... before asking ≤▼,ww↑w. other people's names, should you state your own first... um..."
Only halfway through speaking, the other party suddenly waved his arm and delivered a punch, hitting Brother Jue in the stomach, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
"I'm Cozmo, nice to meet you." Cozmo said coldly when he took back his hand.
"Haha..." Brother Jue wasn't angry at all. After the tightness in his chest eased a little, he smiled and said, "The way you say hello is quite special."
"You haven't answered my question yet." Cosmo continued expressionlessly.
"I'm very curious..." Feng Bujue said, "If I never answer your question, what can you do to me?"
Cosmo replied calmly: "I'll beat you until your stomach bleeds first..."
"Oh~" Feng Bujue seemed quite relaxed.
"...as a warm-up." The second half of Cosmo's words arrived a second late.
"...Fuck!" Brother Jue's modal particles in the second half of the sentence also followed closely.
"Therefore, I suggest you cooperate obediently." Cozmo continued, "Anyway, you will have to answer in the end..."
"Humph...I doubt this." Feng Bujue sneered.
The next second, Cozmo raised his hand and punched again, this time hitting Brother Jue in the face.
Of course, technically... it's Rudy Austin's face.
"Hiss..." Feng Bujue felt his nose twitching, and his body felt cold. Soon... two streaks of nosebleeds suddenly flowed down into his mouth.
"Whether you want to act like a tough guy or a lunatic, it doesn't matter..." Cozmo said, "These tricks won't work with me." He paused, "As long as you are indeed a rational person with a physiological As a normal human being, I can find a way to get you to speak."
"Ha..." Feng Bujue licked the blood from his lips, "Then we might as well give it a try."
Ever since...a violent interrogation involving fists and fists began.
On one side, there is an experienced, cold-blooded and level 5 SCP Foundation employee. As long as it is for the mission, he will not hesitate to impose cruel and extreme oppression on the old, weak, sick and disabled.
On the other hand, there is no fear, super endurance, and he is not a player in his own body. He can endure all kinds of atrocities without having to worry about leaving permanent trauma.
.
If this combination of attack and reception can successfully start a duel... it will undoubtedly compose an immortal legend that will be circulated in the interrogation community.
pity……
"Sir, there is something going on here. You'd better take a look."
Before Cosmo even finished warming up, Agent Steven's voice came from the walkie-talkie on him.
"Got it. I'll be right away." Cozmo picked up the walkie-talkie and responded, then looked at Brother Jue, "The matter is not over yet. Mr. Austin, I'll be back as soon as I go..."
"Bah..." Feng Bujue spat blood on the ground and looked up with a grin, "You'd better bring some tools with you next time you come here. Torturing with bare hands is so monotonous that I almost fell asleep."
Cosmo stood up and stared at Brother Jue for a few seconds: "Okay... just wait."
After that, he left the room.
"Huh... Niang Xipi's..." Brother Jue cursed as soon as the other party left the house, "He spanked me for a full nine minutes... It took away 64% of my survival value... Fortunately, he would stop from time to time.
Ask a question or something, otherwise my life may end here..." He muttered while trying to move his body to confirm the status of his injuries, "Well... the bones are fine, just a slight soft tissue.
Contusions and bruises all over the body are nothing, just a little pain at most."
He glanced at the game menu again and saw no abnormal conditions such as bleeding. His survival and physical fitness values were also recovering at a very slow rate (equivalent to the character's physical fitness in the script).
"Look at this situation... I won't die for a while, but..." Feng Bujue thought, "How should I get out of this situation..."
…………
At the same time, outside the interrogation room.
"What's wrong?" Cosmo quickly walked through the corridor and came to a spacious control room.
This is the security monitoring center located at b7.
As soon as Cosmo entered the control room, Steven came up to him: "Sir, the re-containment of 106 has been completed. It seems... that after hunting a certain number of 'prey', he entered 'sleep' on his own."
Status'." He paused for half a second, "In addition, the recovery work of 173 has also been completed."
"You called me out just to report these things?" Cozmo continued in an impatient tone, "If there is nothing else, there is a very important prisoner over there that I need to interrogate..." As he said,
He turned around to leave.
"No, sir, there are other things." Steven stopped Cosmo and said, "Just now, the members of the Nine-Tailed Fox Team have left the base."
"Huh?" Cozmo's expression changed slightly, "Why? Their work must not be completed yet? About that..." He said this, as if trying to remember, "...the containment of Project 055, they
How's it going?"
"Uh... I also asked this question, but they refused to talk about it." Steven replied, "In addition... everyone including me, we don't know whether 055 has returned to containment.
, in fact... we are not sure if 'it' has ever escaped containment."
"Okay..." Cozmo thought for a moment, "Since the nine-tailed fox is leaving, let them go. I think they know what they are doing." As he said that, he subconsciously glanced upward, "Yes.
Okay, how is that puppet doing now?"
"It has been released into containment measures." Steven replied, "But the recovery report says...it seems to have lost all its abnormal characteristics and turned into an ordinary puppet. However, it is not yet certain whether this phenomenon
It’s permanent.”
"Hmm..." Cozmo nodded thoughtfully, "In my opinion, this may also be a disguise."
"I also suspect so, sir." Steven quickly added, "The puppet is very cunning, and it is entirely possible that it can create such illusions to achieve a certain purpose."
"Well..." Cozmo pondered for a few seconds and then asked: "Have Dr. Jonathan and his team members returned to their posts?"
"Yes, we have returned to b3 and started working." Steven replied.
"That's good, let them take Billy to the laboratory for testing now." Cozmo continued, "If Billy really turns into an ordinary puppet, it will be labeled neutralized after the test.
Any item that has been destroyed, or has lost its specific properties, extra dimensions, or adverse effects. Items at this level should have a memo recording the item's previous information) and just destroy it." He said.
He adjusted his cuffs and wiped the blood stains on them, "Anyway, this is also a potential keter-level project. It would be best to take this opportunity to deal with it."
