Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Wingate showed a malicious smile: "I hope nothing will happen to that plane. Before landing on my island, the failure of containment has nothing to do with me..."

"...Wingate, are you really the Site Director of the SCP Foundation?"

"Your Excellency, I am a Site Director who is "afraid of trouble" and "retirement". "

Rope shook his head speechlessly, Wingate's bad character, I really don't know how he bought the members of the O5 Council to sit in this high position.

"I'll worry about it in the afternoon."

Rope put down the paper cup in his hand.

"Did Miss Makase Kurisu also go with Kevin?"

"That little red-haired girl. She's not here, but she's not here either. Kevin assigned her to the research institute in the Eastside, and she's probably packing up her job now... There's been a certain "Anomalous" there five months ago. It has been in a state of abandonment since its containment failure, and it will take some work to get it back to normal. "

Rope knew that this was tidying up the venue for himself.

It seems that the doctor who wears glasses is unexpectedly interested in his curiosity, and he still hasn't put aside Makase Kurisu's "research topic" in his busy schedule.

But it's okay, this is also an excellent way to enhance the relationship with Makase Kurisu.

"Since that's the case, I'll go to 682 first. Finishing that irritable little lizard early will also give you a sigh of relief to deal with the new SCP project."

If the person you want to see is not there, Rope will naturally not stay.

Standing up from the hot chair, the black-haired youth planned to finish his first job of the day before going to Makase Kurisu's place.

"Thank you for everything you do here."

Wingate solemnly bowed his head and thanked him.

Rope shook his hand with his back to the old man and said indifferently.

"Responsibility and what you need."

……

The containment site of SCP-682, Kevin really disappeared as Wingate said, but fortunately there are not many researchers in the facility.

They had already received Kevin's order and fully cooperated to meet Rope's various requirements.

Looking at the blonde loli who broke free from the torture of the "laughing collar" and was bored playing with her tail, Luo Pei asked the female researcher who had a relationship with her.

"Is the new room ready?"

"Yes."

The female researcher nodded, looking at the form in her hand and said.

"The [-]-square-meter new containment room is divided into one room, one living room and one bathroom according to the normal human residence. The floor is covered with hand-woven silk carpet, the metal walls are pasted with pastoral wallpaper, and the furniture is fully furnished, plus a D A small window for the daily delivery of food by grade personnel..."

The more Luo Pei listened, the more bizarre he felt, and he interrupted the female researcher's report.

"Is this what you've prepared for one night?"

The female researcher straightened the strands of hair hanging from her ears and smiled wearily.

"...Compared to risking your life every day, the hard work of staying up all night is nothing. You were able to calm down 682 in this way. All the researchers are thanking you. Advisor Rope, you want to open the SCP now. -682's cage? The task force is already in place."

"Let them out."

"……what?"

"Show me where the new room is, including you, everyone here goes out," Rope said.

"You don't want 682 to suddenly kill one or two people on a whim after seeing the most disgusting humans?"

"……I understand."

The female researcher glanced at the alien girl on the screen with fear.

"Five minutes later, we will be fully evacuated. The new containment room is here on the basement level, and you can see it after exiting the elevator and turning left through a metal partition door."

"Ah."

After the researchers retreated, Rope flipped all the door switches lightly.

This time, unlike usual, they won't close again.

On the screen, SCP-682 was alerted the moment the door began to rise upwards, but what puzzled Loli the Lizard was that no one appeared from behind the door, just fresh air pouring into the room through the ventilation ducts.

Rope said into the microphone on the table.

"Little lizard, it's time to come out and relax."

The blonde loli raised her head, glanced at the loudspeaker at the top of the room, and then walked out of the filthy containment room where she had been confined for more than half a month with her tail wagging.

The whole way was unobstructed, and when Ropey came out of the office, 682 was standing in the center of the original researcher's studio.

Rope opened his hands with a smile.

"I'm here to fulfill my promise."

"...you didn't lie."

With a sweet childish voice, SCP-682 looked at Rope with a strange expression.

"I thought that after you tortured me to my heart's content, the bullet in that pistol was still waiting for me."