I’m In Charge of SCP

Chapter 192: Proof

Yang Xue put the gun against Zhang Jue's head. Her voice was cold, and no trace of any emotion.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot." Hearing that it was Yang Xue's voice, Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief as he turned around.

"Auntie, where have you been? You scared me."

However, Yang Xue looked at him warily as if she didn't know him and kept a certain distance from him. At the same time, the safety of the pistol was pressed.

"I'll say it again." She said, "Don't move, or I'll shoot." Yang Xue's eyes were ice-cold, and she looked at Zhang Jue as if the police had caught a thief on the spot.

Zhang Jue didn't know why she had become this way, as if she was a complete stranger to him.

"Dr. Yang, enough with the jokes." Zhang Jue laughed, "Even if I knocked you out without your consent, you don't have to do this to me. It's too much for me, you know."

Zhang Jue said this because he knew very well in his heart that Yang Xue was not a person who would make such a joke even in this situation.

Sure enough. After he said these words, Yang Xue looked at him with a more wary look instead of returning to normal.

"How do you know my surname is Yang? Who are you? Why are you here?"

Damn. Zhang Jue slapped his head. It seemed that Yang Xue had been affected, and she didn't seem to remember herself.

"Dr. Yang, I'm Zhang Jue." Zhang Jue said helplessly, "Special Advisor of the Foundation, Zhang Jue. You don't remember?"

"The Foundation has never had the position of a Special Advisor." Yang Xue retorted.

"Coincidentally, I was the first." Zhang Jue spread his hands, intending to guide her from another direction, "Dr. Yang, think carefully. I am Advisor Zhang Jue, and we came here together from Site-14 to accompany you in your investigation of your father's whereabouts."

Yang Xue pointed a gun at him and said coldly, "I found my way here alone."

Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue and realized that not only did she not remember herself as a person, but even specific memories had been tampered with. Zhang Jue was very helpless. This was complicated. If he hadn't knocked Yang Xue out in the first place, this kind of shit wouldn't have happened.

Seeing Zhang Jue's expression change indefinitely, Yang Xue leaned his gun forward.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'm going to shoot you. Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?"

It had come to this point, and Zhang Jue could only resign himself to his fate.

He looked directly into Yang Xue's eyes, "Dr. Yang, it doesn't matter if you don't remember me. I can prove that I'm not lying, that we were indeed very good friends, and that your memory has been tampered with."

Zhang Jue's eyes were sincere and did not seem to be fake. Yang Xue was faintly shaken. In her memory, there was no such person as Zhang Jue. But there seemed to be a force in the underworld that made her want to hear what he had to say.

"How can you prove it?" She asked.

Zhang Jue immediately seized this fleeting opportunity because things seemed to be on his odds.

"Yang Xue, female, 26 years old, graduated from Jiangzhou University, has a double doctorate in Biology and Organic chemistry, joined the drama club when she was in college, then sought medical attention for malnutrition, has an asshole senior named Zhang Shijia, favorite fruit is mango, favorite color is purple, your father Yang Wensong has been missing for over ten years, only you and your uncle remember him. You like to watch horror movies, afraid of ghosts, but not afraid of things like zombies. There is a red mole at the back of the neck, bust size about C-Cup although a little bit empty, as for the color of your underwear...."

Zhang Jue said as he thought without hesitation. His speech was extremely fast, spewing a lot of things. Even if he let Yang Xue speak for herself, he might not be able to find so many details. He and Yang Xue got along for more than a year. Yang Xue generally does not go home. Everyone ate, drank, hung out, and worked at the same site as she would know some of the details like that.

When he got to the last sentence, Yang Xue decisively interrupted him. "Stop!" Yang Xue's face is slightly red, "No need to say anymore. I believe you."

"Well, it's good to know." Zhang Jue smacked his lips, not yet finished.

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue for a long time before she opened her mouth and asked, "Advisor Zhang... As you said, we came here together, and then I forgot about you?"

"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded his head.

Yang Xue's voice suddenly became a little shaky. "Can I ask, what exactly is our.... relationship?"

"Ha, so that's what you're asking about." Zhang Jue casually waved his hand, "I told you earlier, we are very good friends."

Zhang Jue deliberately put the accent on the word "very good". Yang Xue nodded her head, not knowing where to go. In fact, the reason why Yang Xue believed Zhang Jue so quickly was not just because of the details Zhang Jue said.

It was because since the first moment she had met Zhang Jue, she had inexplicably felt a sense of affinity for him. However, she had forgotten the information about Zhang Jue as a person. But the feeling that Zhang Jue brought her had formed her sense. Even though her mind had forgotten it, her body was still honest.

The two of them sat down. Zhang Jue told Yang Xue a little about how the two of them had arrived here. Although Yang Xue still hadn't let his guard down, he had basically believed Zhang Jue's words. The reason is that every detail that Zhang Jue said was very detailed. Even what they ate was clear.

When he heard that his father might still be alive, Yang Xue pursed his lips and could see that her heart was more or less excited.

After finishing what he encountered on his side, Zhang Jue asked, "What about you? I put you in the safety pod. How did you get out?"

Yang Xue shook her head, "I woke up in that room just now, and I have no recollection of what you said. But I have a dream. There was a man in uniform who carried me out of something."

Zhang Jue cupped his chin and nodded slowly. He spoke a moment later, "So, we probably have a few more tasks now."

"First, and most importantly. Figure out what the hell is going on here. If SCP-3125 is really making a comeback. We have to stop it, or humanity will end."

"Second, find the whereabouts of your father, Yang Wensong. Whether he's still alive or not, I have a hunch that he must be carrying many secrets."

"Third, if possible. Find the Gray, his daughter, and those researchers. They have not been missing for long. They may still be alive if we're lucky. There are only a few people left in this Antimemetics Division. We can't afford to lose now." Zhang Jue's thinking has always been clear.

After listening to his words, Yang Xue suddenly said, "I've already found them."

Zhang Jue "Hmm?" Zhang Jue said, "Found who?"

"The ones you mentioned, Gray and the researchers from those sites." Yang Xue said, "I've already found them. They're down there."