Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

After the officer saluted, he turned around, and trotted all the way to his car, ready to bring some of the SCP Foundation's specialty—D-class personnel.

Although he had a very bad hunch about the black fog, it was better for a D-class person to die than to let him or his subordinates write a report with blood.

The order is issued, but the round-trip also takes time.

Wingate sighed and took another step, the anxiety in his heart not only did not go down, but rose sharply.

don't be alright...

"Report! There is a change in the southeast of the target Black Mist! It is suspected that the internal passage is open!"

"!?"

The long drought met the nectar, and after another ten minutes, in the mood that Wingate was about to kneel, the long-lost good news came from the walkie-talkie.

Kevin heard it too.

Putting down the computer and opening the car door, the two elderly people, who are almost two centuries old, rushed to the report position despite the danger and the rain.

From a distance, Wingate saw that the space was torn open from the middle like a curtain, and the soldiers were nervously holding semi-automatic rifles, waiting for the monsters or their own people to emerge from it.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes... Two figures, one big and one small, walked out of the gap in the space.

The steady pace, Rope's iconic handsome face, and the azure blue eyes were all clearly seen by Wingate.

The old man was overjoyed.

"Look, Mr. Rope, it's all right. As the upper "Site Director" of the SCP Foundation, you are more lively than the baboons in the zoo. I really don't know if you have lived on dogs all these years. "

Kevin used the same way to ridicule Wingate, but he was relieved.

Han Yu made the old man with glasses sneeze. He immediately gestured with his eyes to the soldier next to him, who reluctantly took off his body armor and used it as a prop for Kevin to cover the rain.

——I knew earlier that I should bring an umbrella.

"Haha, Your Excellency Rope really makes me wait."

Wingate laughed twice, raised his hand to let the soldiers put down their rifles, and walked towards Rope.

"Although I absolutely trust your Excellency to solve this crisis, I should sit in the office drinking coffee and wait for your good news, but I can't feel at ease when I think of only you running around outside."

What do you mean by putting gold on your face?This is putting gold on the face.

Mingming was worried that Rope would not be able to do it, but as soon as he saw the main owner, Wingate immediately changed his attitude, as if he was just here to greet him.After Kevin saw it, his evaluation of Wingate dropped by a few percentage points - even though it had long since fallen below negative.

"...You are waiting for me in the rain like this? Don't you bring an umbrella?" Rope asked with a raised eyebrow.

"These are little things."

Wingate waved his hand and gently lifted it.But that sloppy look doesn't have the majesty that a "Site Director" should have, it's very funny.

Rope sighed.

"Thank you for welcoming me, Wingate. I've finished the emergency and can get off work today."

"Is 173 still in this space crack?"

"...Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Rope stared at Wingate in disbelief, and pulled out the Chafa girl in his suit jacket behind him.

In an instant, everyone was stared at by a lion—no, a creature more terrifying than a lion.Driven by this inexplicable feeling, all the humans present fixed their eyes on the brown-haired girl, daring not to move away, as if their necks would be twisted if they moved away.

The girl was expressionless and did not move.

After a while, Wingate loosened his tie and swallowed.

"Is this lady a friend of Your Excellency Rope? Very powerful..."

"She is SCP-173, the statue."

"...Who?" Wingate changed his face.

"SCP-173."

The brunette youth repeated.

Feeling the murderous intent of the evil thing, Luo Pei squeezed 173's arm and gave her a threatening look not to mess around. The latter immediately settled down for the sake of his life.

"Something went wrong," Rope said. "When I was re-contained, I broke the outer statue of 173, and this and that... It turned out to be what it is now."

Inside the statue of SCP-173 is a little girl?

Wingate was stunned for a moment, and then the salary thief who didn't know anything about it turned to look at his most knowledgeable subordinate, Dr. Kevin Holard.But the old man with glasses also shook his head frantically, saying that he didn't know such explosive information at all.

"...Are you serious?"

Wingate stared at the poor girl, and subconsciously wanted to touch his jacket pocket.

——Well, I touched the empty space.

He has never been sick, and naturally he has not taken quick-acting heart-relief pills.

"...Your Excellency Rope, do I need to do a psychological evaluation?" Wingate touched his forehead.

"Why do I feel as if my spirit is affected and I have hallucinations..."

First, SCP-682 "Immortal Lizard", then SCP-173 "Statue", how did the monsters who were insanely murdering in the headquarters turn into girls one after another?Could it be that SCP-049 "epidemic doctor" is also...