I’m In Charge of SCP

Holding the big black cat in his arms, Doyle looked at the back of the woman.

A man was waiting for her leaning against the railing not far away, complaining to her as he walked.

"The people in the administration are becoming more and more unreliable in their work. This kind of cat can make it run out--in addition, Dr. Yang Da, what kind of world superstar, that's it, the fool at the gate of our village can sing better than him... ..."

"Then you can share your opinion with his fans."

"If you want to murder your husband, you can just say—"

The two talked and drifted away.

Doyle looked at their backs and frowned.

Yang Xue, this name is a bit familiar.

He should have heard it somewhere recently.

The man next to him seemed to know about the existence of the Authority, but he didn't seem to belong to the Authority.

Just as he was thinking, Captain Thackli, who was next to him, glanced at the cat in his arms.

"Mr. Doyle, is this the cat we're looking for?"

Doyle held it carefully, nodded: "Yes, that's it."

Captain Thackli scratched his head.

Apart from the fact that the cat is a little bigger and fatter, there is nothing special about it.

He couldn't imagine what kind of disaster such a cat would bring.

But it was impossible for Doyle to explain anything to him.

"Captain Thackli, thank you and your team members for your cooperation tonight. You have worked hard. Your commendation order will be issued within seven working days. Wait for your promotion."

After Doyle finished speaking, he led a dozen of his men and left the stadium.

Captain Thackli looked at their backs, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Just a moment ago, he was worried that he would be spurned by thousands of people because of the forced termination of this world-class concert, and now he is waiting for a promotion?

What are the identities of these people?

Captain Thackli felt as if he had missed something.

But it didn't matter, his eyelids really stopped twitching.

...

Doyle held the black cat carefully until she got into her car and put the cat in a special cage before she breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, then immediately pressed the answer button.

A man's low voice rang on the other side of the phone.

"One hour is up, how is the task done?"

Doyle immediately replied: "My lord, the target has been captured, and we are now on our way back."

"Yes, come to my office when you get back."

Doyle responded, "Yes!"

...

After returning to the site, Doyle handed over 795 to the appropriate staff.

Everyone is careful, after all, this guy has escaped once.

After confirming that everything was ok, Doyle took the elevator to the office on the top floor.

He tightened his tie, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," said the person inside.

Doyle pushed the door open and entered.

This room is a huge office, but in addition to office things, there are also a lot of daily necessities, and there is even a folding bed in the corner, presumably the owner often spends the night here.

However, although there are many and miscellaneous things in this room, they don't look messy at all. On the contrary, they are all organized in an orderly manner, as if they were born to be in that position.

Behind the desk, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses was writing a report.

His handwriting is very neat, the shape and interval of each letter are completely consistent,

As if printed by a printer.

Hearing Doyle's door opening, he closed the report, covered the pen in his hand, put it in the pen holder, and adjusted his black-rimmed glasses.

Doyle walked to his desk, bowed and said, "Master Gladstone, 795 has been re-detained, and all its detainment measures have been repaired."

Gladstone nodded: "Have you found out why the detention failed?"

"It has been found out." Doyle's face was a little embarrassed, "Joan brought her pet cat to the site, and 795 gave it her ability, and the two cats destroyed the containment measures together—"

"Although I won't be the webmaster of this site tomorrow, I still want to know what the new Cosmo webmaster plans to do with her."

"Uh... It is said that it is a one-month suspension for self-reflection."

Gladstone looked at Doyle: "I read the report. The 795 fled this time, resulting in the death of two security personnel. Doyle, do you think this punishment is reasonable?"

Doyle was speechless for a moment.

Gladstone said with a blank expression: "It's not past twelve, and I'm still the stationmaster of Site89 - send my order, researcher Brant Joan violated the regulations of the Administration, and brought pets into the site without authorization." , which led to the failure of the custody incident, which caused very serious consequences. From now on, I will be demoted to a D-level personnel for a period of three months."

Doyle was shocked, and became a D-class personnel for three months. Even if he didn't die, he would probably be tortured by various experiments and go crazy.

But he didn't dare to refute a little bit, because he knew very well that this adult had such a temper, he was always meticulous, and he couldn't rub any sand in his eyes.

Seeing Doyle's expression, Gladstone asked, "Do you think her punishment is too severe?"

Doyle said: "The subordinates dare not."

Gladstone said coldly: "I know, you all think I'm a cold-blooded animal, but you have to be clear, we work in the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures, and there is no room for sloppy here. If there is any mistake, we will be responsible for all of you. Sinners of humanity! I'm going to headquarters tomorrow, Doyle, and I hope you remember what I told you!"

Doyle saluted immediately: "Yes!"

...

Several months have passed since that vicious incident, and the daily activities of the Authority are gradually returning to normal.

However, instead of lifting the alert status, the Administration Headquarters even raised the level by one level.

Because all high-level personnel know that as time enters 2224, there are only about ten months left before the legendary disaster.

In this special period, any slack is unforgivable.

After several months of recuperation, the combat power of the Administration has almost returned to its peak.

At this time, a very important matter was put on the agenda - it was time for someone to fill the long-vacant No. 11 position.

Originally, this position was reserved for Ning Suiyu.

But for some unknown reason, No. 1 rejected the proposal, and Ning Suiyu returned to her own headquarters—site66—after her injury stabilized.

She is telling everyone with her actions that she is not interested in that position.

In addition to Ning Suiyu, there are two other people on the eleventh's candidate list, one is Hubbard, the station master of site17.

But this old webmaster doesn't even look down on the chairman of the site federation, let alone an ordinary zero.

So he declined as usual.

And the other one is the site89 site owner, Christopher Gladstone.

Gladstone was known for his rigorous work.

When he was a researcher, he was responsible for the research of 13 projects at the same time. The most admirable thing is that as long as there is a numerical value on each of his experimental reports, it must be accurate to six decimal places, leaving everyone Very impressed.

This may also be one of the reasons why he was nominated for Zero Wu.

His ability may not be the most outstanding, but his care and diligence are unmatched.

During this period of time, he was busy with the handover work with the next station master, so the supervision of his subordinates was not as strict as before, and then such a vicious incident occurred, how could he not be angry.

For employees with such a lax attitude, he must give the most severe punishment!

Gladstone pondered for a moment, and said to Doyle: "I saw the 795 custody process you submitted to the system in the car. Was it a lady who gave you the cat?"

"Ah, yes." Doyle nodded: "Her name is Yang Xue, and she should also be an employee of our administration."

Gladstone frowned and said, "Her name is Yang Xue? Are you sure?"

"I am sure. Lord Gladstone, is there a question?"

"It turns out that they are actually here..."

Gladstone's eyes flickered for a moment, and he muttered, obviously knowing Yang Xue, and even the person who was with her.

But Gladstone shook his head, didn't say anything to Doyle, and forcibly changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about this, you book a ticket to the headquarters tomorrow afternoon, and we will go together."

Hearing that Lord Gladstone really wanted to take him to the headquarters, Doyle immediately excitedly said: "Yes!"

After Doyle left, Gladstone reopened his unfinished document, picked up the pen on the table and continued writing.

...

January 1, 2224, New Year's Day.

After a few months, the Authority headquarters finally ushered in their new leader.

This year's thirteen zero-fives gathered for the first time, so it was natural to hold a simple welcome party to get to know each other.

In fact, before the nomination, everyone had heard about this Gladstone, but those were all paper materials. Except for a few Lingwu who had worked with him, it was the first time for everyone else to meet him.

Gladstone was wearing a black suit, calm and dignified, impeccable in speech and demeanor, and looked like a general. Almost all the zeros were very satisfied with him. At this stage, what is lacking in the top management of the Administration is such a practical person. people.

There were almost no disturbances, and Gladstone became the new No. 11 manager of the Bureau of Abnormal Biology very smoothly.

The purpose of holding this meeting on the 1st is actually to let everyone get to know each other, so as to avoid seeing the 13th for the first time after taking office for a few years, as the 12th complained.

The disaster is just around the corner, and it is best to avoid such things. Only when everyone works together can the Authority overcome the difficulties.

Just when the meeting was about to be declared over on the 1st, Gladstone suddenly raised his hand and said, "Please wait a moment, I still have something to say."

He opened his briefcase and distributed the report that was just finalized last night to twelve other colleagues.

And when the twelve zero Wus saw the title of the document, their eyes widened.

Because its name is - "A Feasibility Analysis Report on Detaining Zhang Jue, a creature from a parallel world".

...

A person, no matter how good he is, cannot be liked by everyone.

In other words, in this world, no matter how much someone likes you, someone will hate you as much.

This is true for an ordinary person, let alone someone with a "distinctive" personality like Zhang Jue.

He is loved by many, and of course many are hostile to him.

Not to mention anything else, there are several in the Lingwu Council.

Maybe it's because of conflicts of interest, maybe it's because of different ideas, or maybe it's because of some other reasons. In short, some people really don't want to see Zhang Jue. Even when Zhang Jue first came to this world, No. 2 and No. 5 already wanted to use He is in custody.

But those were just an idea, and Gladstone was the first person to put it into words, or even analyze it as data.

Zhang Jue acted in an eclectic manner, which was quite different from the rigor and pragmatism advocated by Gladstone. It seemed that it was not unimaginable for him to attack Zhang Jue.

But this was not the case. Gladstone hadn't even met Zhang Jue. He was just giving an early warning of what might happen in the future from the perspective of a bureau employee.

In this report, Gladstone recorded in detail all the things that special counsel Zhang Jue did when he came to this world. It listed the causes, the results, and the role Zhang Jue played in these events. As well as the way it was handled, he classified Zhang Jue into the X category of uncertain factors, and believed that it was "extremely high risk" for the future development of the Administration and even mankind.

He analyzed Zhang Jue's behavior pattern through big data technology. In his simulation of the future world, the probability of Zhang Jue leaving the Administration or even confronting the Administration was more than 90%.

In his opinion, although the special advisor Zhang Jue had just helped the bureau overcome a crisis, the bureau had to guard against this X factor, and even made preparations for taking him into custody early.

In the last part of the report, he also made a summary of the methods of arresting Zhang Jue, including but not limited to coercion, temptation, and even capturing his girlfriend Yang Xue to force him to submit, etc.

Although rigorous and pragmatic, Gladstone is not rigid, and he never relents when facing the enemy.

After reading the report, the twelve zero five looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because it was the first time someone had split Zhang Jue so thoroughly.

His abilities, hobbies, and abnormal items in his hands are all written on it one by one.

If this "Feasibility Analysis Report on Detaining Zhang Jue" is sold to his enemies, it will definitely be worth a good price.

Sitting on a special chair, No. 1 kept flipping through the report in his little hands, feeling a little headache for a while.

Everyone knew that Zhang Jue would definitely not be subservient to the administration, but the problem was that it was not yet time to turn against him.

If he knew of the existence of this document, the entire headquarters would not be enough for him to tear it down.

No. 1 glanced at the other colleagues, and pinched his eyebrows.

"Let's discuss this matter again."

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