I created a foundation

The eyes of many police officers are still filled with confusion and anxiety.

Science? Logic?

When a person can appear at the same time in different locations tens of kilometers apart, and when her face, clothes, and even subtle expressions are exactly the same, where is the so-called science and logic?

The young police officer who first discovered the clue of "Tomie Kawakami" kept his head down from beginning to end, silently listening to Inspector Megure's reprimand without expressing any opinions.

There was not much expression on his face, as if he was just an ordinary police officer who was doing his duty and waiting for instructions from his superiors.

As night fell, most of the lights in the Metropolitan Police Department building gradually went out.

After a busy day, the police officers dragged their tired bodies off work one after another, with fatigue and depression that were difficult to conceal on their faces.

The "Tomie" case is like a huge rock, weighing heavily on the hearts of everyone in the First Investigation Section.

The young police officer also mixed in with the crowd and left the office building.

Instead of going straight home, he turned into a secluded back alley.

The lighting here is dim, and the trash cans emit a faint odor, which forms a sharp contrast with the solemn atmosphere of the Metropolitan Police Department.

After confirming that there was no one around, he took out a black communicator that looked like an old flip phone from the inconspicuous compartment of his backpack.

This communicator feels cool and heavy to the touch, completely different from any other mobile phone on the market.

He skillfully pressed a series of complex button combinations, and the communicator's screen lit up, with a faint blue light illuminating his young and resolute face.

Unlike his silence in the police station, at this moment, there was an indescribable light burning in his eyes, a flame mixed with reverence, fanaticism and absolute loyalty.

He straightened his back, like a soldier undergoing inspection, and whispered into the communicator in a steady and powerful voice, completely different from his usual voice in the police station:

"Report to the supervisor."

"This is the undercover D-7 team, codenamed Justice."

His voice was clear and firm, and every word was full of power.

"Target codenamed Tomie has been confirmed to be directly linked to at least thirty-seven recent cases of missing and mutilated adult men in the Tokyo area."

"Preliminary investigations indicate that the target possesses anomalous properties that cannot be explained by existing scientific theories, including suspected unlimited proliferation or the existence of multiple isotopes."

"The Metropolitan Police Department is in a difficult situation. They have classified this case as a top priority, but the investigation is still limited to conventional criminal investigation methods and the true nature of the target is still unknown."

The young police officer reported in detail and accurately all the key intelligence he had obtained inside the police station today, including the content of the surveillance video, the police's speculation, Inspector Megure's attitude, as well as the current personnel deployment of the Investigation Section and the next investigation plan.

He has an amazing memory and is very organized, able to keep large amounts of information in good order.

If this information were known to the top brass of the Metropolitan Police Department, it would be enough to cause an uproar.

A spy lurking in the core department, an "insider" who has full knowledge of all the police movements.

He is an important pawn planted by the SCP Foundation within the Metropolitan Police Department.

This young "Justice" had long since become the Foundation's most loyal servant under the power of Lin Qing's [Mind Mastery]. In his mind, the Foundation's instructions had supreme priority.

Everything he did was for the benefit of the foundation and for the god-like president.

"There has been panic speculation about supernatural phenomena within the Metropolitan Police Department, but it was forcibly suppressed by the captain of the Megure First Squadron, who demanded that his subordinates seek breakthroughs from a scientific perspective."

"I judge that in the short term, the Metropolitan Police Department cannot pose a substantial threat to Tomie. On the contrary, its reckless investigative actions may further irritate the target and expand the scope of harm."

"The above is all the important information for today."

"Please ask the supervisor for instructions."

The report is completed.

The young police officer spoke respectfully, bowing slightly. Even though the other party was far away on the other end of the communicator, he maintained absolute respect.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communicator.

A few seconds later, a cold and quiet female voice sounded, carrying an unusual weight:

".knew."

"All original data, including but not limited to surveillance video backups, case file photos, and police deployment maps, will be immediately uploaded to the designated server via A encrypted channel."

"Remain in a hidden state. Unless necessary, it is strictly forbidden to actively reveal your identity or take any action that may arouse suspicion."

"Wait for further instructions."

"Yes, supervisor!"

The young police officer responded firmly.

The communication was immediately cut off, and the faint blue light on the screen went out.

He carefully put the special communicator back into the compartment of his backpack, straightened his collar, and the fanaticism and reverence in his eyes slowly faded, and he returned to his usual slightly dull and ordinary appearance.

It was as if the reporter who had spoken clearly and with a firm tone just now was not the same person.

He walked out of the dark back alley and merged into the bustling crowd of Tokyo at night, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, no longer distinguishable.

At the same time, in the basement of Feng Zhiqi Academy, in the temporary headquarters of the SCP Foundation, in the central command room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down the special communicator in her hand, which had an elegant shape but an internal structure far beyond the technology of the time.

Her fingertips unconsciously brushed against the cold metal shell, making a slight friction sound.

The lights in the command room were bright, and a huge electronic screen was scrolling with complex data streams and real-time monitoring images of various areas in Tokyo. Dozens of staff members in Foundation uniforms were busy and orderly at their respective posts.

However, at this moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha was not paying attention to these.

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the thick walls and the cold screen, and was cast on the endless darkness outside the window, which was illuminated by the neon lights.

In her deep eyes, there was a thick haze, which spread quickly and silently like ink dripping into clear water.

"Kawakami... Tomie."

She uttered the name softly in an almost inaudible voice.

That cold voice carried an unprecedented cold scrutiny, as well as a hint of...almost imperceptible, deep fear.

This normally intelligent and calm genius writer, the foundation's core think tank, now had a rare frown on his face.

Chapter 80 S-Class Containment Order

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down the communicator.

The cold metal shell touched her fingertips, bringing a chill.

The lights in the command room remained brightly lit, data streaming across the giant electronic screens, weaving into the veins of Tokyo's night. Dozens of Foundation members busied themselves at their respective posts, the clacking of keyboards and the whispered commands blending into a tense and efficient rhythm.

But Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart could not integrate into this orderly environment.

She walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside was a specially processed simulated night sky, as deep as the real universe. However, her eyes seemed to penetrate this disguise and saw the real Tokyo, dyed with neon lights and despair.

"Kawakami... Tomie."

She whispered the name, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, but with an unprecedented solemnity.

The calmness and composure she had always possessed was now replaced by a gloomy haze. She frowned, a sense of foreboding swirling in her heart.

This is no ordinary abnormal event.

Although the description of "Tomie" in the "Justice" report was restrained, the strange characteristics revealed between the lines have exceeded the scope of conventional abnormalities.

Infinite proliferation.

Multiple isotopes exist.

Each of these words points to an unimaginable horror.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath, suppressing her uneasiness. She quickly walked towards a red encrypted phone inside the command room, which was directly connected to the highest authority in the Foundation.

She must report this matter to Lin Qing immediately.

At this moment, Lin Qing was in his private villa area located in the basement of Feng Zhiqi Academy, in a carefully tended indoor garden.

The garden simulated natural sunlight and ecological cycles, with exotic flowers and plants growing quietly in the ideal temperature and humidity. He held a pair of quaint gardening shears in his hand, intently pruning an exotic plant with faint blue flowers.

His movements were graceful and rhythmic, as if he was not pruning branches but carving a work of art.

Since obtaining the [Mind Net], 043's perception of the surrounding environment has become more acute, and he enjoys the tranquility of interacting with subtle things even more.

Suddenly, the special communicator on his wrist vibrated slightly.

It is the highest priority communication request.

Lin Qing paused slightly in his pruning movements, and the scissors stopped next to a new tender leaf.

He put down the scissors and answered the communication.

"President."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's cold and slightly hurried voice came from the communicator.

"speak."

Lin Qing's voice was calm.

"D-7 Team Justice has received urgent intelligence: The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is investigating a series of serious cases involving an anomalous entity named Kawakami Tomie. The target is suspected of possessing the ability to multiply infinitely and exist in multiple isotopes. This has resulted in at least disappearances and dismemberment cases, and the Metropolitan Police Department is helpless."

Kasumigaoka Utaha reported the core information at an extremely fast speed.

When the name "Tomie Kawakami" was clearly heard by Lin Qing from the communicator, his calmness that seemed to be able to embrace everything in the world began to waver for the first time, which was extremely subtle and almost imperceptible.

His pupils shrank almost imperceptibly.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Fujiang.

This name, like an ancient mark buried deep in the depths of memory, quietly emerged with a cold and sticky touch.

He knows better than anyone else in this world what this name means.

It wasn't simply a matter of strength, like the Deep Sea King's destructive power, which could move mountains and fill the sea. Nor was it a matter of rules, like Miss Mary's cursed phone call.

What Tomie represents is a nearly unsolvable, virus- and meme-like, conceptual-level pollution and proliferation.

Every cell in her body is an independent source of malice.

Her beauty is a deadly poison that lures her prey.