Chapter 115

If his eyes were red, it would perfectly fit the vampire image in the story.

"SCP-083-D."

Before long, the door opened.

Walking into it was a man wearing a white research robe, who brought in a folding table and two chairs.

Dr. Kondraki.

He wore a director's hat, his hair was very wild, sticking out stubbornly from the hat and behind his neck.

His temperament didn't have much to do with a doctor, more like a war correspondent, a photographer for the Foundation.

He put the three things down and sat on the chair at one end.

Afterward, he folded his arms across his chest and looked at the decor in the room casually.

It seemed as if he was the owner here, and "SCP-083" was just a tenant.

"Hmm, what a nice place. They treat you quite well, Duke, it's exactly the same as written in Bram Stoker's novel."

"SCP-083" pulled the chair and sat opposite him, not angry either.

"Well, it seems I must have done something recently... you know, I don't think I've seen you at Site-19."

"Yes, of course you haven't seen me. Now, let's continue the interview immediately, I have more important things to do than chat with a vampire."

"Hahaha, hehehe—"

"SCP-083" laughed for a while.

"I didn't limit your diet, did I? Besides, this interview was requested by me; you should know that I always get what I want here."

"SCP-083" brought a hint of threat into its words and began to show off its status at this site.

This vampire really seemed to think of itself as a duke.

Dr. Kondraki was too lazy to care what this vampire was thinking.

Because it was about to die.

"Yes, yes. Although I remember you wanted a woman, I hope you're not too disappointed, Count."

Saying this, Dr. Kondraki lit a cigarette and took out a container filled with a specially treated liquid.

In the report before the execution, he didn't explain it in detail for confidentiality reasons.

"SCP-083's" expression was slightly displeased:

"I can't say I'm happy to get a rude human like you, especially after I've tasted the flavor of a beautiful girl."

"But don't worry, Miss ██ will satisfy me after we're done."

Dr. Kondraki unscrewed the container lid and placed it on the edge of the table.

"SCP-083" shrank its body and leaned away from the container.

It seems its taste is very special.

Next, Agent Infred stepped forward to search Dr. Kondraki and found a pistol.

The agent put the pistol into a transparent plastic bag:

"Sorry sir, this is unauthorized."

"Well, whatever. So, why don't you tell me about yourself, Little Dracula?"

"...Are you a mysterious dark force that tortures the human soul? Or just a spoiled brat playing vampire games?"

"SCP-083" was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it immediately lost its good expression:

"I don't think I like your attitude, or your lack of upbringing."

Facing "SCP-083's" anger, Dr. Kondraki's choice was—

Blowing a puff of secondhand smoke at it.

"Interesting, I don't care what you think."

Before the words fell.

Dr. Kondraki suddenly attacked.

He grabbed the container with one hand and splashed the liquid inside at the vampire.

In an instant, the vampire was covered in a yellow liquid.

That colored liquid didn't look like a good thing, and the smell was strong.

At least it had something to do with one of the "shit, urine, and fart" items.

The yellow liquid flowed down the vampire's gorgeous coat to the floor of the room, incidentally washing away its disguise of elegance, dignity, etc.

Now, in front of Dr. Kondraki, there was only a dirty vampire, no duke.

"SCP-083" wiped its face with its fingers, looking at the liquid on its hand in disbelief, showing a quite disgusted and angry expression.

"You... what the hell did you splash on me?"

This human!

This human!

How dare he!!!

"Cat urine and garlic juice, Bat Boy, and a bit of silver nitrate."

Dr. Kondraki kicked the vampire, knocking it and the chair to the ground.

Next, taking advantage of the fact that the other party hadn't reacted, Dr. Kondraki lifted the folding table and smashed it on the other party.

And pulled out a pistol from behind, pulled the hammer with his belt, relied on intuition and experience, instantly completed aiming, and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One silver-white bullet after another flew out, piercing the vampire's neck, breaking its cervical spine, opening its chest cavity, causing its roar to drop rapidly, the strength of its resistance to gradually weaken, and it lay quietly on the ground.

Lying in a mixture of cat urine, garlic juice, blood, and wood chips.

After firing seven shots, Dr. Kondraki threw the pistol aside, then took out a wooden stake from his lab coat.

In the other party's desperate eyes.

He smashed it into the vampire's heart!

Red blood surged, flowing out along the edge of the wooden stake, dirtying Dr. Kondraki's hands and sleeves.

Finally, Dr. Kondraki wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his hands, and wiped the blood on his white lab coat, both satisfied and regretful:

"I have to cross these off my 'Things I must do once in my life' list."

Watching Dr. Kondraki's smooth execution process, the audience's emotions and blood were instantly ignited.

"Damn, Dr. Kondraki's combat power is off the charts!"

"The power of the Four Doctors of the Apocalypse is breaking through the sky!"

"Is this really a researcher of the Foundation, not some agent or assassin?"

"Got it, as a researcher of the Foundation, one of the required courses is to let the containment object know what respect is through physical means."

"No, Dr. Kondraki's combo was played too well, but why would they say his actions were reckless and caused quite serious losses?"

Luofu Luofu Luofu Xianzhou, Divine Strategy Mansion.

Jing Jing Yuan savored Dr. Kondraki's combo and looked at Seeing Seeing Yanqing:

"Seeing Seeing Yanqing, just practicing swords is not enough; as for what to do, you can learn from Dr. Kondraki."

"Learn his use of various props in the environment, and how to paralyze the opponent."

Somehow, an image of a black-haired person suddenly appeared in Seeing Seeing Yanqing's mind.

The other party was jumping around in a narrow alley, skillfully turning everything they saw into their own weapons, adjusting their position, dodging attacks, hitting the other party...

"Yes! General!"

However, the picture turned, and everyone was stunned.

Just when everyone thought Dr. Kondraki had won a complete victory.

When he was invincible in the world.

The surveillance screen came to a long and narrow corridor.

A man wearing white clothes with large bloodstains on his body was running wildly in front.

Who else could it be but Dr. Kondraki?

And behind him, followed "SCP-083," who should have been dead.

The veins on the vampire's forehead were bulging, its face was twisted, and that kind of rage overflowed the screen through the picture.

He chased, he fled, he couldn't escape!