Chapter subtitle: Only a can defeat a ...... Says who?!

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The stocky young man stood up with some difficulty, his right hand shaking and gripping the doorknob.

He took a deep breath, as if it was all he had to use to turn the handle.

"Click."

The gears turn.

"Squeak......

The door opened.

The first thing he saw was a very young and handsome yellow man sitting behind his desk, concentrating...... Play. And next to the yellow man sat a tall masked man, who looked like he was napping.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two uninvited guests raised their heads at the same time to look at the stunned young man.

I saw a standard commercial smile bloom on the yellow man's face, and he said enthusiastically and enthusiastically like seeing a big customer who would bring him huge profits: "Mr. Hoover, are you back?" ”

John Edgar Hoover, the current attorney for the U.S. Department of Justice, asked in a shrill voice, "Who the hell are you?!" ”

The yellow man frowned, plucked his ear with his little finger, and blew into the tip of his little finger. Then he shook his head and said, "Mr. Hoover, do you think this is a good question on this occasion?" ”

"Who are you? Get out of here, or I'll call the police! The future FBI director was in a state of confusion at this time, and he didn't notice what the other party was saying, but shouted again.

"Call the police? Mr. Hoover, you're going to call the police! "Yellow race...... In fact, it was our Master Yuan who nodded and said, "I'll call for you." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the phone on his desk and dialed 0...... Naturally, there was no 911 in those days, and the vast majority of calls were transferred through operators.

It didn't take a few seconds for him to say to the receiver, "Hello, operator." Please help me pick up the police station ......"

"Wait a minute! Please wait a moment! "Mr. Hoover, too, is a very human being. When he saw Yuan Yanqian's fearless look, and then thought of the photo in his hand, he instantly understood why the other party could be so arrogant, so he immediately stopped it.

But Master Yuan didn't put down the phone, only heard him say into the microphone: "Hello, I'm John Hoover." Excuse me......"

And at this time, the real Mr. John Hoover had a blue face.

"Is my evening dress ready? What the...... You're not a laundromat but the D.C. Police Department?! ”

Hoover, who almost collapsed to the ground, shook his body, but fortunately he held on to the door in time to prevent him from falling.

"I'm sorry, sir. It must be the damn operator who got it wrong......"

"Boom!"

Yuan Yanqian hung up the phone and smiled at the future mastermind behind the scenes: "Mr. Hoover, you are indeed a smart person. ”

"Humph!" Hoover snorted coldly, straightened his clothes, and walked to the wine cabinet next to the study door, looking like he wanted a glass of wine to calm down.

Our Master Yuan sighed when he saw this, but he didn't make any moves, just pouted and said, "Mr. Hoover, my companion and I want to give you a piece of advice......"

"Shut up! Tell me who you are and what your purpose is in my house. Otherwise, you will not be held legally responsible for killing the intruder. ”

As a smart person, a smart person who is very careful, he will naturally prepare some small means at home. So Mr. Hoover took out a small emergency pistol from the secret of the wine cabinet, turned around and pointed the gun at the two intruders.

At this time, the sharp weapon was in his hand, and his heart was also put down for most of it.

"Mr. Hoover, don't remind us, we know you're a lawyer. But you should listen to our advice, it's time to take care of your gun. Yuan Yan shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly.

"Hmm......" Hoover looked at the two uninvited guests, who were loose and not nervous at all, and quickly withdrew from the magazine and glanced at it......

Sure enough, it was empty.

Our Master Yuan said in a childlike tone, "Alright, Mr. Hoover, don't make trouble. Please sit down. Otherwise......"

He gave the masked man next to him...... In fact, it was Mr. Aiden who gave a look, and the latter, somewhat reluctantly, took a pistol out of his coat pocket, flipped it in his hand, and then took it back.

Faced with such a situation, no matter how smart Hoover was, he had no choice but to sit down obediently according to Yuan Yanqian's "suggestion".

He walked into his desk only to find that the yellow man was not playing ordinary poker but a deck of tarot cards, and this guy was very familiar......

"I remember! As soon as the words "you are, you are, you are ......" came out, he thought that if the other party knew that he recognized his identity, he might kill him, so he swallowed the second half of the sentence stiffly.

"It's an honor, I didn't think Mr. Hoover knew me." Yuan Yanqian didn't mind and said, "That's right, I'm the NY of NY." Nice to meet you. ”

In fact, contrary to what he thought, our Master Yuan never thought of concealing his identity at all.

First, it is precisely because the old man Hoover is a smart man that the more fearless he is, the more jealous the other party will be.

Second, Hoover was only useful to himself when he became the director of the BOI. And when he is really in such a key position in the future, it will not be difficult to find out who he really is. Perhaps, this guy will be able to discover his identity with the resources he has now.

Three ...... It's unpleasant to wear a mask when pretending to be forced.

"By the way, let me introduce you." Yuan Yanqian pointed at Mr. Aiden and said, "This is my companion, Mr. Sword 10." Mr. Hoover, don't worry, Mr. Sword 10 is a good guy. As long as you're not as bad as you were just now, he won't do anything to you. ”

Again, in order to maintain mystery and security, it is better not to reveal Mr. Aiden's identity.

"Humph!" Hoover snorted coldly, sat down and said with a cold face, "Mr. Yuan, what is the matter with you coming to me?" And ......"

He held back his anger so that he didn't throw the photos in his hand in the face of the hateful yellow-skinned monkey, "What's going on with these pictures?" ”

Yuan Yanqian showed a very subtle expression, smacked his lips and said, "Mr. Hoover, you are also a gentleman...... Well, although the interest is a little weirder, but as a gentleman, it doesn't make sense for you to say that. Don't you know what these photos are all about? ”

"FXCK, of course I know what's going on, but ......" Hoover couldn't help himself, he jerked to his feet, brandished the pictures in his hand and snarled, "These pictures are fake!" Fake!! Fake !! ”

"I've never worn these clothes......"

That's right, this dude is a transvestite. It's a pity that he is not as handsome as Xiao Lizi, who later played him, so the women's clothing photos are a bit miserable. (Author's note: DiCaprio starred in "Hoover" in 2011.) ）

"I don't know the person in the photo at all......"

"Oh, this gentleman's name is Billy Herrington." Our Master Yuan interrupted, "I thought you'd like him?" ”

"Hell! How could I like him, what I like is ......" The realized something and forcibly changed his words, "Well, woman." I like women! How could I like men?! ”

Yuan Yan said: "Yes, I also wonder why some men like men? You and I are both men, and it's disgusting to know that men are creatures. Mr. Hoover, let me tell you, I get goosebumps all over my body at the thought of sleeping with a man......"

Fortunately, it's 1921, not a hundred years from now.

At that time, even in a big country in the East, they had to talk about political correctness, and no matter how much they hated, everyone had to put on a posture of "I am a civilized person, I understand homosexuality." "POSE.

Our Master Yuan has really worked hard to become a "civilized person", such as watching some Billy Herrington films. It's a pity that he really can't understand it, not psychologically, but physiologically.

And a hundred years ago, he could have made "politically incorrect" statements with impunity.

"Shut up! What I'm asking you is where did these photos come from?! Hoover, who couldn't bear it, interrupted his rambling.

"Mr. Hoover, what do you say these photos......" Yuan Yanqian seemed to suddenly realize.

After half a year, he finally understands that in addition to those unscientific elements, "can you become a master when you cross over?" What is the most powerful feature of the "Go to the Ball" system. That is to generate any written material he can imagine.

Human beings are really intelligent creatures who are very good at inventing and creating. Along with the invention of photographic technology, PS technology was also created.

The former Soviet Union was particularly good in this regard, and even set up specialized technical schools. In fact, the big countries in the West and a certain big country in the East are not bad.

How to say it, Internet celebrities who are responsible for the audience have to be able to wear makeup even if they don't have plastic surgery, and a country that is responsible for history also needs a Ministry of Truth.

And he's now the Humanoid Ministry of Truth, and it's easier to fake a few photos than to drink water. For example, generate a few photos of Mr. Hoover and the muscular brothers doing unspeakable things.

For Yuan, the hardest part is to endure physical nausea.

"Da!"

Our Master Yuan snapped his fingers, and poor Mr. Hoover was horrified to find several even more indescribable photographs suddenly appearing on the desk in front of him.

"You're dad, you're dad, you're ......" he couldn't even say a whole sentence as his teeth fought.

Mr. Aiden, who was sitting on the side, sighed in understanding. When he saw this scene last night, he reacted similarly to this young man.

However, the photos he saw were all about him torturing Lin Dengwan and Zhuang Kunlun to extract confessions. At the time, he also saw that the photos were fake, and although he did do these things, it was not as exaggerated as the photos.

And the "Fool-sama" taught the "Sword 10" some life lessons, that is......

"Mr. Aiden/Hoover. These photos are fake, of course, but these things are real. Human beings only want to see what they want to see, so what does it matter if the photos are fake or not, or even if the things are real or not? ”

"Whew, whew, whew......" The future FBI director took several deep breaths before he barely calmed down.

"What do you want? Mr. Neo Yuan, is the money ......"

"Hahaha......" Yuan Yanqian laughed so much that tears were about to come out, he waved his hand and said, "Mr. Hoover, Mr. Hoover, do you think I need your money?" ”

"You may be seated, Mr. Hoover. Let's have a good chat. ”

Instead, he stood up, walked over to the wine cabinet, poured a glass of whiskey, stuffed it into Hoover's hand, and said, "Mr. Hoover, please cheer up." Know that today is a crucial day for you......"

"March 4, 1921 is either the beginning or the end of your life!"

Of course, this sentence is scary. It's not that our Master Yuan is soft-hearted, but that the S value generated by killing this benevolent brother can make him explode on the spot.

Hoover drained half a glass of whiskey in one gulp, and his brain was indeed reactivated by the alcohol.

He also understood now that this Neo-Yuan was definitely not a good type, since they had all broken into their homes, it was not impossible to do even more terrible things, and even kill themselves.

And he also holds his own secrets. The photos were indeed fake, but he knew they were true, he had worn women's clothes and had male companions.

But what is this Chinese looking for himself? If he doesn't want money, the only thing he deserves attention to is his official position.

But he is only a middle-level bureaucrat in the Ministry of Justice, and if he is a spy, he should pay attention to the military department or the foreign department. How many secrets can a Justice Department official know, and those secrets are of a to foreigners.

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked. Hoover pointed to the photo on the table and said, "Mr. Yuan, I don't know how you did it." But I know that you can do this kind of thing, and you must have come to me for a special purpose......"

"Then could you please tell me what you came to me for?"

Yuan Yanqian poured two more glasses of whiskey, handed one to Mr. Aiden and said, "Mr. Sword 10, as I said, I like to deal with smart people. ”

He took the wine glass, sat back on his original throne and said, "Mr. Hoover, since you are so happy, then I will not hide it from you." It's not me who came to you, I came to you on behalf of my organization. ”

"Mr. Yuan, can you tell me what kind of organization it is? Are you working for the emperor of your country? ”

"Hehehe, we don't have an emperor in China now, just like you...... only the president," Master Yuan said angrily and funny, "Well, I'm not working for my country either." And the organization I belong to is called the SCP Foundation......"

"Foreign Object Containment Procedures Foundation? Mr. Yuan, are you kidding? After hearing the full name of the SCP Foundation, Hoover couldn't help but protest.

"Tom, tom, tom."

Our Master Yuan tapped his knuckles on the desk three times, and three more indescribable photographs popped up on the table.

"Mr. Hoover, if you don't believe me, you have to believe your own eyes."

"It's a shame that the SCP Foundation is really not a joke!"

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If there is something in the evening, I will change it today.

Everyone can rest assured, Murong has spent the holiday in advance, so he will concentrate on writing at home during the eleventh long holiday.