Dr. Cao Lilailai sat in his office and frowned. A series of events became even more strange...

"What? Can't you take the shit out?" Caia, who was sitting opposite Dr. Cao Lilailai, looked at his expression and curled his lips. Don't say it, his expression really looks like it!

Dr. Cao Lilai was upset at this time, and he felt even more headache when he heard what Caia said.

"Can you speak more civilizedly?"

"Doctor, do you know what it feels like to have diarrhea while being constipated?" Caia continued to ask.

"...Okay, okay, I know you are very dissatisfied, I know!" Dr. Cao Lilai slapped his forehead hard. He really didn't expect this to happen. The foundation's scp was kidnapped and taken away in a base full of armed guards and agents. It was so uncomfortable. The foundation, his mentality was broken...

"I swear we will rescue scp181, I promise it will work?" Cao Lilailai promised Caia, looking like he couldn't stand it.

"Hmph..." Caia hugged her shoulder and snorted coldly. When he learned that Henry and SCP655 were missing a few hours ago, he was confused. He went to chat with Henry a few days ago, but in a blink of an eye he was gone!

Caia is very angry now. He wants to hit someone when he is angry. Once he hits someone, he will not be able to control the severity. Once he can’t control the severity, he will easily crippled people, so he cannot hit someone. However, if he doesn’t hit someone, he will be even more angry and will be very irritable. Once he is irritable, he will easily explode on the spot. When he explodes, he will want to drink vodka.

"Give."

Dr. Cao Lilai took out a bottle of vodka from under the table and placed it in front of Caia. He just wanted to make Caia quieter.

"Hmph, I don't need your vodka, I just didn't bring it myself!"

Gaia snorted coldly, reached out to take the vodka and then opened the bottle cap and took a sip.

"......Is this arrogance?"

Looking at Gaia's appearance, Cao Lilai couldn't help but think of scp-076 Abel, but Abel loves pizza...

"Cao Lilai..." Caia took a sip and found that the bottle was empty, so she casually took the bottle aside. "This is not a solution. You know, if I go, it will definitely be more beneficial than disadvantages. The two scp were taken away, and you only have ordinary human soldiers in your hands. Why don't you let me take action?"

Caia is very puzzled now. For the Foundation, Caia is now a rocket launcher, while the human soldiers and agents are a gun. However, the Foundation is just setting up rocket launchers instead of using rifles to hit tanks. tm, have you been bluntly hit in your brain?

"Caia, we have our reasons. We are facing opponents now that are much stronger than you think. And it is not the first time they have launched an attack on the host site. We can't risk losing another strategic scp to send you out for missions."

Rhine frowned and closed her eyes, "Snake Hand"... These two middle-aged people still took action, they were not easier to deal with than "Chaos".

Speaking of this, Gaia also started to think about it. No matter who the other party was, it was definitely not a good person to attack the SCP Foundation's shelter site. But if his team was apart from it, he might encounter danger. Even Henry was taken away, and 655 also caused Gaia to be a piece of black charcoal. As a Russian Gaia, she still couldn't sit still.

I think I am a shitty man, I think I want to take revenge, I think I want to stab the 30-meter-long electric shock happiness rod into the 655th chrysanthemum.

"Okay, don't look for me if something happens. I'll go back to my room to sleep."

Gaia stood up and walked out of the room. Although he said he would go back to sleep, his body was extremely honest and went in the opposite direction. Fortunately, Dr. Cao Lilai didn't think much about it and thought he was going to the bathroom...

......

On the afternoon of 2034, a handsome guy in a neat police uniform was making a phone call on a certain month, a certain hour and a minute in a certain bridge in a small town. However, what is strange is that the deputy director who always walks with him is not around.

"I've arrived, are you sure this is a good idea? The group of the foundation has been following me."

"Connor" said to the person on the other side of the phone, and then his face turned ugly. "This is the only way, I have to have some confidence in my abilities? I have been caught by the foundation so many times. I think it's hard to have confidence. Who knows how they recognize me... Don't call me 655, I hate this number...Okay, but this is the last time. I'm here. Anyway, I'm better than being locked up by the foundation."

"Connor" or "655" sighed. Even if he walked out of this bridge and left the town, all of this was helped to escape the foundation's organizational plan. He didn't know much about this, but he probably knew that the organization's name was "Hand of the Snake". They worshiped the scp that was taken into jeopardy by the foundation. In their eyes, scp was more valuable than human life.

In short, this tm is a group of secondary diseases that do not treat people as humans and treat SCP as parents.

Connor walked towards the bridge, where the guards guarded found him and waved, while Connor just nodded and did not respond much.

"Connor, where is the deputy director? Why is he not by your side?" asked Uncle Hei, a police officer.

"He... His foot slipped and fell to the ground while climbing the stairs, and then hemorrhoids cracked. Now he is in the hospital... nothing big problem."

"...Okay, alright, wait, where are you going?" Seeing that Connor had no intention of stopping, Uncle Hei quickly stopped him.

"Oh, the director assigned me an investigation task. Don't care about me, you guys are busy." Connor replied slowly when he turned around.

"You're the only one? Well, be careful."

"certainly."

Connor was not ink, his feet never stopped, he was afraid that the group of agents from the foundation would jump out of a corner and yelled, "surprise                                                                                                           

Connor walked along the road for hundreds of meters away. Then he took out his mobile phone and compared the photos on his mobile phone with the nearby environment. Then he walked directly to the woods on the left.

Soon, several figures appeared in his sight.

"Look, the person is here."

A middle-aged man wearing a beret was the first to discover him, "It looks like you are in a good state."

At this time, scp-655 looked around. There were five people here, two of which were tallest, and the remaining man and woman were the ones who came to pick him up... but there was another man, who looked particularly familiar.

The man was wearing a blue jacket with a white shirt inside and a khaki trousers on the bottom. The most prominent feature of him was his dead fish eyes. At this time, he was staring at 655.

"...you...you are scp181! I saw you when I ran away! You were saved by them?"

"Um."

181's face, Gujing Wubo, was like a dead body, and his dead fish eyes made people unable to read any emotions.

"Let's go quickly, the foundation may come at any time."

655 didn't care either. He just wanted to escape. However, at this moment, a "beng" sound attracted the attention of several people. A small thing in the shape of a turtle back hit a robot in the neck. Soon, the thing flashed a red alarm.

"It's the foundation bomb! Everyone lies down!"

The guy in the beret roared and pressed the untalking woman next to him and crawled down. Then, with the explosion, the broken head of the robot rolled down in front of 655.

"attack!"
Chapter completed!