Chapter 226
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Zhang Jue picked up the pot and continued, "Everyone, this is not an ordinary pot. After the foundation tested it, we found that it has a very useful feature. The questioner asks questions and the others answer. It can detect whether the questioner is telling the truth or not. The questioner has to put his hand on the bottom of the pot. If the answer is false, his hand will be stuck to the bottom and he won't be able to take it out."
So that's how it works.
Maxim was overjoyed.
It sounded simple.
If he had known that Mr. Zhang had this kind of artifact, he wouldn't have been so worried.
For some people who had been trained, a normal lie detector could fool them.
Therefore, except for some very important interrogations, the foundation generally didn't use normal lie detectors. Even if they did, it was usually just for reference.
In fact, the foundation did have a project that could be used to detect lies — SCP-1351 (Perfect Lie Detector).
However, it was a very confidential project and was not at site 118.
Even if Zhang Jue sent an application to the foundation now, it would be too late for him to wait for the headquarters to approve and ship 1351 over.
He didn't have that much time to waste on this god-forsaken place. Therefore, Zhang Jue planned to use his own method to find the mole.
The two turned off their microphones and whispered a few words. The staff couldn't wait any longer. They also wanted to see if this pot was as magical as Zhang Jue said it was.
Seeing that the time was right, Zhang Jue waved his hand.
"Okay, the auspicious time has arrived. The lie detection operation officially begins."
Under the command of Maxim, the staff at site 118 consciously formed a long line and waited for Zhang Jue to ask questions.
The first person put his hand into the pot and touched the bottom.
Zhang Jue looked at him. "What's your name?"
"Zakolov."
"Are you related to the theft of SCP-1139?"
"Sir, it has nothing to do with me."
"Okay, show me your hand."
Zakolov took his hand out of the pot. Other than some white dust on his fingertips, nothing else happened.
Zhang Jue nodded. "Okay, you can go."
The process was so simple that one person didn't even need ten seconds.
When everyone saw this scene, they all felt that it was very awesome.
There was no need to check the heart rate and pulse. He could tell whether a person was lying by just putting his hand inside.
This lie detector was a little too useful.
Their usual research projects all had a certain degree of danger. A safe and easy project like this was really hard to come by.
As time passed, everyone put their hands at the bottom of the pot and answered Zhang Jue's questions.
Except for the first person, Zhang Jue asked the same question to the others, "Are you a spy sent by the enemy? Are you related to the theft of SCP-1139? "
Of course, everyone denied it.
More than ten minutes later, the line gradually shortened until there were only a dozen staff members left.
If nothing unexpected happened, the enemy would be one of them, or a few of them.
The last few people were, without exception, the middle management of the station. They were highly regarded by Maxim and were the mainstays of Station 118.
If there were enemies among them, it would be the biggest joke since the establishment of Station 118.
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