I’m In Charge of SCP

The door was opened. It seems that all interrogators adopt the same strategy for scenarios like this in case they can't handle it themselves. The new interrogator, who had distinctly different clothing than the one before, was probably the supervisor here.

He looked at Zhang Jue with a strange look in his eyes. "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Zhang Jue, and I'm a Special Advisor for the SCP Foundation."

"I haven't heard of the SCP Foundation."

"It doesn't matter if you've never heard of the SCP Foundation. All you need to know is that we came here not to harm you but to help you solve your problems. I think that's enough information for you to know."

"We don't have any problems to solve."

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhang Jue said. He suddenly stands up. The shackles on his hands had long since been untied by him at some point.

The supervisor looked up at him and did not take any action, probably because he wanted to see what Zhang Jue really wanted.

"Hey, what should I call you?" Zhang Jue asked.

The supervisor stared at Zhang Jue for a few seconds before saying, "You can call me Gray."

"Well, Mr. Gray. I can see that you should be the supervisor here, so I'll break it to you why. I'm sure that you have a problem here. A serious one."

Zhang Jue paced his words, seemingly thinking of an entry point for his question.

"You have a total of three main buildings here, with a zigzagging structure filled with dozen floors or so. Surrounded by several slightly shorter podiums, that should be the staff dormitory and a cafeteria. Based on my observations along the way, you seem to have only a team of security personnel and a limited number of staff. I'm going to take an irresponsible guess and say that your current staff combined. So, Mr. Gray, don't you think that a team of twenty to thirty people working in a building complex of this size doesn't seem a bit weird?"

Without waiting for Mr. Gray to speak, Zhang Jue continued, "What is your identity? What is the purpose of your stay here? If you are not terrorists fleeing from the government, what are you doing in the middle of this vast desert? Mr. Gray, can you give me an explanation?"

He was not a professional interrogator, and Zhang Jue was well versed in the techniques of counter-interrogation. The interrogation was led by Zhang Jue from the very beginning, and it went into the rhythm that he wanted.

Unknowingly, his status had changed from the interrogatee to the interrogator. At this moment, Gray was frozen, and he was unable to answer question after question that Zhang Jue had asked.

"Who the hell are you?" Gray asked this question again, but both the expression and the tone of voice were very different from the previous ones.

Zhang Jue also replied once again, "As I said, I am a Special Advisor of the SCP Foundation, and I am here to help you solve your problems. Supervisor Gray, you may not believe me when I say that I think that this was once a site of the SCP Foundation. In fact, all of you were once part of the SCP Foundation. The problem now is that you guys, you may have forgotten about the Foundation."

Gray looked at Zhang Jue, a different expression finally appearing on his face.

"You're saying that we used to be employees of the SCP Foundation?"

"That's right." Zhang Jue nodded and pointed to the Foundation's logo on his shirt, "Supervisor Gray, look at it. Have you seen it somewhere before? Are you guys by any chance ordered to guard something here, or rather, to contain something?"

Gray covered his forehead and seemed to be in some pain. "Advisor Zhang. What you said about the SCP Foundation, does it really exist?"

...

2 AM, Gobi Desert.

In a certain conference room. Zhang Jue, Yang Xue, Gray, a female researcher, and the other four people sit together. Outside the site was the only team of security personnel in the place.

Although Gray had expressed his trust in Zhang Jue and Yang Xue despite the fact that they were outsiders, the security captain named Stuart still insisted. Gray told him to go along with them.

"Their computers can't connect to the Foundation's network." Fingers snapping on the keyboard, Yang Xue shook her head, "My impression is that the Foundation doesn't have a site deep in the desert either."

"That's because you don't have enough permissions." Zhang Jue shrugged because he knew at least two of them about it. It just didn't fit the criteria here.

She closed the laptop in front of Yang Xue, "Never mind about that. Even if you link to the Foundation's website, you probably won't be able to find one. If I'm right, there's definitely no information about this place in the Foundation's database either."

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue and let him turn off the laptop. After all, countless experiences had told her that Zhang Jue's words were right. The two of them were talking as if no one was watching.

On the other side, the female researcher said to Gray, "Father, did you just believe their words?"

Gray kept his head bowed in contemplation, neither admitting nor denying. Zhang Jue's words had indeed spoken to his heart. For so long, he had had a sense of mission, and it was this sense of mission that still kept him here.

This building was huge, but the area they were using was only a tiny part of it. There are even some devices that they don't know how to operate it at all. What they were staying here for, and how long they would continue to stay here. He had no absolute certainty.

"Father? Father?" The female researcher tugged at his sleeve.

"Loris, let me show you something."

Gray pulled a small green thing out of his pocket, which looked like an ID. The cover of the document was very old and looked as if it was over ten years old. He flipped open the document, and the picture was of a young woman with a face that looked a lot like Loris.

The name field reads Alison Millie. Below that was some personal information and most importantly, on the end page of the document was a large circular logo with three letters written next to it - SCP.

Loris looked at him in surprise. "Father, what is this? Where did you find it?"

"I... I don't know." Gray's expression was slightly changed.

Yang Xue looked at the father and daughter and then looked at Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue knew what she wanted to ask and didn't care about the two father and daughter next to him. He said directly, "They should have been affected by something. If I'm right, you guys must have contained a very important SCP. Am I right, Supervisor Gray?"

"I don't remember." Gray took a long breath and finally faced the problem head-on, "All I know is that a voice told me not to look for it and don't go near it."

"I don't care about that." Zhang Jue waved his hand, "If this continues, not a single person at this site will survive. How about Supervisor Gray show us around?"