I’m In Charge of SCP

"Who is in charge of investigating Will Smith? Can you explain the situation and how can you lose him?" Zhang Jue asked.

"it's me."

A colleague with long beards stood up, and it was obvious that he looked a little depressed.

Du Jingtian introduced to Zhang Jue: "This Stevenson is an agent dispatched by the Foundation. He has always been in charge of Smith's related work."

Zhang Jue nodded.

This agent named Stevenson had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary name. He belonged to the kind who would disappear when he was put into a crowd.

However, this kind of person is more suitable for the work of an agent.

Like 007, whose appearance is very attractive and eye-catching, too much attention will add unnecessary trouble to one's work.

Zhang Jue didn't know that the foundation had started the investigation of Will Smith a long time ago.

To be precise, the Foundation has already started this work after he provided the video tape.

Unlike Zhang Jue, the Foundation has a huge global presence. It is not too difficult to find a person after knowing their name and appearance. It took less than two months to lock in Target.

Besides, the name Will Smith is already well-known in the underground boxing circles of Mei Country.

Defeating several powerful opponents one after another made his worth skyrocket.

But so far, he has had absolutely no connection with the Foundation.

I don't know how he joined the foundation within three years according to the established development, and set up his own Black Pearl team.

After discussion, the top management of the Foundation unanimously decided not to change Smith's life and let nature take its course, which is more conducive to seeing his ability.

And the reason why he took such a lot of trouble was to analyze from the side what kind of tasks he might be assigned to perform, so as to analyze the reasons why he was able to survive three years later.

Then guess the truth of the so-called "end of the world".

Therefore, apart from sending people to monitor and protect, the Foundation did not initiate any contact with Smith himself.

Stevenson is also at this time,

took over the task.

This task sounds easy, as long as Smith's basic necessities of life are under the supervision of the Foundation.

However, things turned out to be far more challenging than Stevenson imagined.

Smith himself is a black boxer, with a very complicated social circle and many enemies, so he has very strong detection and anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

This brought many difficulties to Stevenson's work.

Several times he was almost spotted by Smith.

Fortunately, the agents of the foundation are by no means ordinary people, and they have been able to save themselves from danger several times.

But Smith himself has also raised his guard.

Zhang Jue listened carefully to Stevenson's account of his battle of wits and courage with Smith, wondering whether the "weird" thing Smith said had something to do with the Foundation's investigation and surveillance of him.

"...Half a month ago, Smith played his last game. After he entered the apartment, he never came out again. I contacted the landlord, pretended to be a staff member of the water company, and knocked on his door. There was no one inside. It's gone too."

After Stevenson finished speaking, an uncontrollable disappointment still appeared on his face, obviously very dissatisfied with his performance.

He didn't know what Smith meant to the Foundation, but it was unacceptable for the target to slip under his nose.

Although the Foundation did not actually punish him, he was still very depressed.

After listening to Stevenson's narration, Zhang Jue nodded.

In fact, before coming here, Zhang Jue had already asked Leshan for a report on this matter.

But the paper report is not always as specific as Stevenson's personal explanation.

From Stevenson's mouth, he can roughly infer Smith's character.

Like most people in the rivers and lakes, Smith is cautious and loyal, but also has the cunning of the market.

Ordinary people can't gain his trust, but once he regards someone as a brother in his heart, he will give his back to the other person without hesitation, even if he is betrayed.

After Stevenson finished speaking, Zhang Jue fell into a long silence.

All eyes were on him.

The other colleagues sitting here are basically front-line employees, their rank is not high, and they don't know Zhang Jue.

It can only be seen from Du Jingtian's attitude that Zhang Jue's status is very high, but they don't know how high it is.

Even Du Jingtian, some of them saw it for the first time.

Not to mention Leshan and Zhang Jue.

The reason why Du Jingtian brought them was also to let Zhang Jue know the first-hand information, which would be more helpful to his judgment.

Zhang Jue didn't know that he had become the focus of everyone's attention, but he was just sorting out the clues he had so far in his mind.

There was no one in Smith's room, and all his clothes were gone. He should have left by himself, and he didn't know where he hid.

Whether the reason for his departure was because of the Foundation is unclear.

His identity is complicated, perhaps because of other reasons.

But the auto-reply email he set up was very strange.

The Foundation just took surveillance and didn't hurt him. There was absolutely no need for him to say such extreme words.

Zhang Jue felt that there must be something else that made Smith feel in danger.

And that thing was absolutely extraordinary.

Smith has long been used to the life of fighting and killing, and ordinary things may not scare him.

However, there is no evidence so far, everything is just speculation.

The most direct way is to visit his residence.

Zhang Jue shared his thoughts with Du Jingtian and the others, and everyone naturally had no objection.

But it was getting late at this time, so I decided to go again tomorrow.

After dinner, Du Jingtian still had something to do, so he left first.

He was busy with affairs, and it was not easy to spend an afternoon with Zhang Jue.

Several foundation colleagues bid farewell to Zhang Jue one by one.

That Stevenson was stopped by Zhang Jue.

"Dude, do you have time tonight?"

Stevenson was stunned for a moment before realizing that Zhang Jue was talking to him, and he was flattered.

"Yes, what's up with Consultant Zhang?"

"You have been monitoring Smith for a while, and you should be familiar with the place where he punched. Can you take me to see it?"

"Okay, no problem." Stevenson hesitated for a moment, and said, "However, there are a lot of people of different religions and high-levels in that place, and fighting is common. Consultant Zhang must be prepared and be careful."

Zhang Jue is from the East, and he looks harmless to humans and animals. Stevenson was afraid that something would happen to him, so he reminded him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jue laughed.

"To tell you the truth, I'm very good at fighting things like this. Today, that boy Du Jingtian ruined a good thing, and my hands are very itchy. If there is really a bastard with no eyesight who dares to provoke me, then You can only blame him for being unlucky."