Chapter 180
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Open the door, switch.
It seemed that all interrogators adopted the same strategy when faced with a situation they couldn't handle.
The new interrogator's uniform was obviously different from the previous one, he was probably the supervisor here.
He looked at Zhang Jue with a strange expression.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Zhang Jue, I'm a special consultant for the SCP Foundation."
"I've never heard of the SCP Foundation."
"It doesn't matter if you've never heard of the SCP Foundation. You just need to know that we're not here to harm you, we're here to help you solve your problem. That's enough."
"We don't have any problem to solve."
"Oh? Is that so? "Zhang Jue said as he suddenly stood up. The handcuffs on his hands were already unlocked.
The supervisor looked up at him but didn't do anything drastic. He probably wanted to see what Zhang Jue wanted to do.
"Sir, how should I address you?" Zhang Jue asked.
The supervisor stared at Zhang Jue for a few seconds before saying, "You can call me Gray."
"Okay, Mr. Gray, I can see that you're the supervisor here, so I'll talk to you a bit. Why am I so sure that you've encountered a problem, a very serious problem?"
Zhang Jue paced a few steps as if he was thinking of a way to solve the problem.
"You have a total of three main buildings here. Each building has dozens of floors, and there are a few slightly lower podium buildings around it. They should be the staff dormitories and cafeterias. But according to my observations along the way, you seem to only have a team of security guards and a limited number of staff. I irresponsibly guess that your current employees add up to no more than twenty to thirty people. Then, Mr. Gray, don't you think that a team of twenty to thirty people working in such a large building is out of place?"
Without waiting for Mr. Gray to speak, Zhang Jue continued, "What is your identity? What is your purpose of staying here? If you are not terrorists who are escaping from the government's pursuit, what are you doing in this vast desert? Mr. Gray, can you give me an explanation? "
Zhang Jue wasn't a professional interrogator, and Zhang Jue was well-versed in "anti-interrogation" techniques.
So from the beginning, Zhang Jue was the one who led the interrogation, and everything went according to his plan.
Unknowingly, his identity had changed from the interrogator to the interrogator.
At this moment, Supervisor Gray's face was cold. Zhang Jue asked one question after another, he couldn't answer.
"You … who are you?"
Gray raised the question again, but his expression and tone were very different from before.
........... Manager Gray, you might not believe it, but I believe that....... was once a member..............................................................................
. "Gray looked at Zhang Jue. His expression was different from before.
"You said we used to be employees of the SCP Foundation?"
"That's right." Zhang Jue nodded. He pointed at the foundation's logo on his clothes, "Supervisor Gray, look at that. Have you seen it somewhere before? Are you here to protect something? Or... are you here to shelter something? "
Gray held his forehead. He seemed to be in pain.
"Mr. … Zhang... You said the SCP Foundation. Does it really exist?"
…
Two o 'clock in the morning. Yellow desert.
In a conference room.
Zhang Jue, Yang Xue, Gray, and another female researcher sat together.
Outside the door was a team of security personnel.
Although Gray had expressed his trust in Zhang Jue and Yang Xue, these two outsiders.
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