Chapter 103 Information Exchange

For Feng Bujue, reciting the information of ten SCP projects completely was no difficult task... even when considering the factor of "future."

Anyway, he had information on more than two thousand SCP projects in his mind, so there was a wide range of choices.

He only needed to pick out some "SCP projects that were almost impossible to change with the passage of time" and then summarize them.

Of course, Brother Jue was also careful when narrating... although he could recite the entire file verbatim from beginning to end, he didn't do that.

He deliberately used a very simple and highly generalized way to describe the project information he knew.

For example: SCP-173, Brother Jue described it as "a concrete creation that will instantly move over and snap your neck as soon as it leaves your sight"; and SCP-222, Brother Jue said it was "a sarcophagus located in a mountain tunnel in the Dolomites (white dolomite mountains, located in Aviano, Italy) that can replicate living people"... he only mentioned the number and characteristics of such examples, and never mentioned the project level.

This approach was undoubtedly a reflection of Feng Bujue's meticulousness.

Although the things he picked out were already projects that were unlikely to be affected by time, after so many years, the files on these projects would have been revised several times to some extent.

Perhaps some of the wording in the document would be modified, perhaps a few experimental records would be added to the document, or perhaps... after sufficient research, the project's level would be raised or lowered.

These... Feng Bujue had also taken into account.

Therefore, when reporting information to Dr. Cox, he generally used a more general way of speaking.

Originally... even people inside the Foundation couldn't possibly know all of these files (the files of many projects have viewing level restrictions), and even if they knew, no one would memorize the entire document in detail; basically, everyone would just remember a "concept" after reading it. Therefore, as long as Brother Jue's project number and basic characteristics matched, the other party wouldn't be able to hear any flaws.

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"Okay... I've already said more than ten. Do you want me to continue?"

Two minutes later, Feng Bujue had already spoken about the characteristics of more than a dozen projects in a rapid-fire manner like crosstalk. Throughout the entire process, he had been staring at the changes in Dr. Cox's facial expressions; when he finished the twelfth project, he felt that the other party must have believed him, so he stopped and asked this question.

"This information..." Dr. Cox's expression was very solemn, undisguised and undeniable solemn, "...where did you get it from?"

"Since your Foundation can do extradimensional research, then individuals or organizations in other dimensions... can naturally come and study you." Feng Bujue gave another ambiguous answer.

"It seems..." Cox asked tentatively, "your research on us is quite thorough..."

"No comment." Feng Bujue imitated the tone of D19 before and gave this answer without thinking, and immediately changed the subject, "Anyway, I have proved that I don't need to spy on your intelligence; as for whether you let me see the observation records of SCP-3232... to be honest, I don't care." He paused, "You asked me to explain the principle of 3232, and now you don't provide me with the necessary conditions for explanation, so that's your problem."

Although Feng Bujue added a "to be honest" to this passage, what he said was basically not the truth.

He really played the art of confusing the public and bluffing to the point of perfection.

And the demeanor and behavior he displayed... were indeed the appearance of "not caring", which was very convincing.

"Hoo..." Cox let out a long breath when he heard this, and leaned back on the chair.

At this moment, she raised her hand and gently pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, looking at Brother Jue's face with a burning gaze, without saying a word...

Obviously, she was thinking, hesitating...

And Feng Bujue continued to respond to the other party's every scrutiny with a profound, yet cheeky smile.

"Answer me one more question." After a while, Cox reopened, "If your answer is reasonable, I'll show you the observation records."

"Ask." Feng Bujue replied.

When he said these two words, Brother Jue had already prepared himself to deal with various questions.

"Why do you want to cooperate with me?" A second later, Cox asked, "Since you can leave our dimension at any time, what reason do you have to stay here and negotiate with me? What benefits can you get from it?"

"Ha..." Feng Bujue laughed, "I thought you were going to ask something..." He picked up the coffee on the table and drank the last sip, "It's very simple, because SCP-3232 suggested that I do that."

This time his answer was a mixture of truth and falsehood, and... he didn't need to do further explanation, because he had said before that to specifically explain the principle of 3232, he had to see the data first.

Therefore, this answer, once again, put Dr. Cox in check.

In this round of communication, Feng Bujue only reported a dozen pieces of known information that were meaningless to both sides; and through a series of lies that were logically tenable and could not be verified and exposed for the time being... he successfully forced Dr. Cox to submit.

"Okay... I can show you the observation records." Dr. Cox said, standing up, "But we have to go somewhere else."

"Alright~" Feng Bujue also stood up, "Anywhere is fine."

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Dr. Cox didn't directly take Brother Jue out of the office, even if she wanted to, it wouldn't be in accordance with the regulations.

In the end, in the eyes of the doctor, Feng Bujue was still an "SCP-3232-1", no matter how eloquent he was, he was still a project, or rather, a derivative of a certain project.

Therefore, the doctor still had to follow the procedures...

First, she issued an order to the outside world through the communicator, summoning several guards responsible for escorting the object.

Then, she greeted Brother Jue and quickly left the room.

In the next few minutes, Feng Bujue and the guards stared at each other in the office, waiting for the doctor to arrange the next arrangements.

A few minutes later... Dr. Cox returned to the office and called on Feng Bujue. At this time, the two of them, accompanied by the guards... set off towards their destination.

This time, at the doctor's request, the guards didn't put handcuffs on Brother Jue.

In this way... everyone left the office, walked for a while, and entered an elevator; the elevator finally stopped on the second floor above the ground (it was on the fourth floor just now). Afterwards, still under the leadership of the doctor, they walked into a cylindrical corridor that was transparent on three sides (except for the bottom).

When passing through this corridor, Feng Bujue saw the scenery outside the building through the glass around the corridor (it may not be glass, but other transparent building materials).

Within the range of sight, he saw a forest; although the forest was not dense, it could be seen that... this place must be a wilderness far away from the city that normal people would never set foot in their lives.

In addition, it could also be seen that... the top, bottom, left, and right of this corridor were all exposed outside the building, and the two ends of the corridor were connected to two large buildings hidden under optical camouflage.

"I see... using such a passage to divide the base into two parts, so that... in the event of failure to contain certain projects, the loss of facilities and casualties can be minimized." Before they finished walking this section, Brother Jue commented.

"Hmph... to put it bluntly, isn't it just that all personnel and equipment in half of the base can be abandoned immediately in an emergency?" Dr. Cox replied, "I personally strongly oppose this approach, but unfortunately most of the senior management... or rather, most 'men'..." She raised her hand and made a quotation mark gesture here, and turned her head to look at Brother Jue, "... think this design is 'the most reasonable' and 'the most rational'."

The doctor's tone clearly revealed dissatisfaction; even the guards could see the difference between her and the decision-making level, and that she had a certain degree of subtle discrimination against women...

"Heh..." The next second, Feng Bujue sneered and replied, "Dr. Cox, do you think... this approach is a bit lacking in human touch?"

"Isn't it?" Cox asked back.

Feng Bujue didn't answer the other party's question, but instead replied: "In that case... when an emergency occurs, the decision of whether to blow up half of the base... is not made by 'people'."

"Huh?" When Dr. Cox heard this, she realized something, "You..."

Although she had realized that Brother Jue was testing her, and had adjusted her expression before turning her face, unfortunately... the three guards standing to the left, right, and behind Brother Jue had already given Brother Jue the answer with their expressions (the guards were not assault team members and did not wear helmets).

"How did I know?" After completing the test, Feng Bujue wanted to show off, he quickly took over the doctor's words and said with a smile, "Hehe... isn't this obvious?" He paused for half a second and continued, "In an emergency, it is undoubtedly unreasonable to let someone or a group of people outside this base decide whether to blow up half of the base. At that time, it will be a problem to report the situation here smoothly and in time; not to mention... even if it is reported in time, people outside this base will not know the specific situation here, and their decisions are likely to be wrong."

As Feng Bujue spoke, he made a spreading gesture. This action made the three guards nervous for a while, almost picking up their electric batons and inserting them...

Fortunately, they soon discovered that Brother Jue was just using body language to cooperate with the narration...

"Then, is it okay to give the decision-making power to destroy half of the base to someone inside this base?" Feng Bujue's words continued, "Without a doubt... that's even worse." He turned his head and looked at the guard on his left, "For example, this brother, if I give you this right, what will you do when an emergency occurs... if you are in the facility where the containment accident occurred?"

The guard naturally heard Brother Jue's question, but he ignored it; according to regulations, he had to avoid communicating with this kind of escorted person or thing unless absolutely necessary.

"For example... you are not in the facility where the containment accident occurred, but 90% of the other personnel are all on the opposite side, there are your colleagues, friends, or other people you care about... what will you do?" Feng Bujue added, but he didn't intend to listen to the other party's answer, because it was the same whether this question was answered or not, the point was clear.

"So... it is not possible to let people from this base make the decision." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue read out confidently.

"Hmph... okay, I guess you're right." At this point, Dr. Cox had nothing to hide, anyway, Brother Jue already knew, "The base's self-destruct program is completely controlled by the computer, the computer will not hesitate, as long as the 'trigger condition' is met, it will immediately start the corresponding process."

This... was very important information.

It was also the biggest breakthrough Feng Bujue had made so far in terms of probing and intelligence gathering.

After knowing this information, the plan that originally had many variables in Brother Jue's mind instantly became clear...

"It's not my habit to rely on guessing." Two seconds later, Feng Bujue said to the doctor in the same deliberately pretentious tone as before, "I call that reasoning... do you understand reasoning?" When he said the last half of the sentence, he also used the Shanghai dialect plus the Sichuan dialect, and the strange accent added a bit of cheekiness to him.

"It's just guessing one among a limited number of assumptions, and seeing from the guards' reaction that you guessed correctly." Dr. Cox was not willing to be outdone, she glanced back at Brother Jue and said, "Anyone can do this kind of reverse reasoning and self-justification..."

"Aiya ya... you saw through it." Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue actually smiled shyly and admitted it.

His seemingly ever-changing and eccentric personality really made Cox very depressed... because she never knew what reaction the other party would make next time.

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Not long after, the doctor led the four men behind her to finish that corridor.

After passing through an electronic door, they entered the "left half" of the facility.

And just five seconds after they entered that area, suddenly...

"Ah! That's right!" Feng Bujue suddenly stopped and said loudly.

The doctor and the guards were all on guard, suddenly turning their heads to look at him... the three electric batons had already been raised.

"That..." Brother Jue looked at them, putting on a very serious expression, "I... want to go to the toilet."