Chapter 296

Yoshikage Kira pressed his thumb calmly, as if pressing the button of a detonator.

"Click——"

In just an instant, Robert, this Foundation Level 4 agent, disappeared from the spot.

"!!!"

"No, Robert!"

"This is...... did he kill someone directly?"

Yoshikage Kira patted his suit, smoothing out the subtle wrinkles, just as he smoothed out other factors outside of his daily life that disturbed him.

Everything around must remain normal, walking on the track called "daily life".

This is crucial for "SCP-1915", the "Maintaining the Status Quo" named Yoshikage Kira.

Subsequently, he walked toward his sanctuary calmly, inserted the key into the lock, and turned it sharply, making the door lock emit a pleasant sound.

The door opened, and the dim light outlined the shape of the door frame and the tall figure.

The room was dim; as far as the eye could see, it was the dining room facing the door, where a wooden dining table was placed, chairs were placed around it, and further away were the stairs leading to the second floor.

Moving the gaze to the left, the line of sight fell sequentially on the living room, bedroom, and study; the things inside were neat and tidy, without any signs of being rummaged through.

Except for the sliding window left open in the living room, everything was normal.

Wasn't it a thief breaking in? Could it be a newly appointed salesman...... Yoshikage Kira was a bit puzzled; he had never seen this man in this small town before.

This man was wearing a meticulous suit and seemed to feel good about himself, but in Yoshikage Kira's eyes, it was like a large penguin.

Habitually raising his left hand, he touched the switch and pressed it.

"Click——"

A cluster of bright light spread from the chandelier on the ceiling, the filament quickly became hot, the light penetrated the transparent bulb, passed through the colored lampshade, and spilled warm light all over the lonely room.

This time, Yoshikage Kira searched the entire room seriously, not letting go of possible details.

Although his schedule was regular, his life was rhythmic like a machine, and he didn't have a hand fetish, nor would he get an erection when seeing the "Mona Lisa".

But thinking that bugs or video recorders might be placed in the corners of his home, Yoshikage Kira felt a chill in his heart.

Walking while giving a thumbs-up.

In the end, there was still nothing to be found.

"What on earth did he come to do?"

Yoshikage Kira stopped, frowned, and whispered silently.

Then, he sighed helplessly, because he remembered a possibility that he had deliberately ignored but had always been possible to happen——

The peculiarity about him had been discovered.

Steadying his mind, Yoshikage Kira walked into the washroom, turned on the faucet, supported his hands on both sides of the sink, looked at his reflection in the mirror, and then scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.

Perhaps I should have extracted more intelligence from his mouth before disposing of him. Now many situations are unclear, especially the other party's identity......

Is it a civilian organization? Or an official investigator? Does he have accomplices? Should I run? Where can I run to?

Amidst the flurry of thoughts, Yoshikage Kira wiped the water droplets from his face with a towel, walked into the living room, turned on the TV, and looked at the sunset that was about to fall.

The trees outside the window were dark, with only a few scattered leaves outlined by the sunlight, making them look like they were smoldering.

How long had he possessed this magical power?

Yoshikage Kira suddenly couldn't remember when he had acquired this power.

What he could be sure of was that since acquiring the power, he had always lived a peaceful life, and so had the residents of the entire town.

Even if vicious events occurred in other towns in the country, and irresistible natural disasters appeared.

Only the town where he was located had always maintained a stable status quo, just as he had expected.

At the same time, Foundation Site-17.

In the Foundation's internal establishment, Site means this is a covert facility, but it is usually built in a location relatively close to a population center, and usually has a disguise with government or subsidiary background.

Site-17 is the Foundation's second-largest containment facility, housing hundreds of researchers and containing more than twice as many anomalies.

This place focuses on containing low-risk humanoid containment objects, including "SCP-073", "SCP-105", "SCP-343", etc.

Its permanent staff includes a large number of medical and psychology professors.

The part of Site-17 located underground is the true main body of this site.

"Da da da—〃〃 —"

Short footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Following closely behind were the sounds of air pumps working as several gates opened in succession, and three compact knocks on the door.

"Knock knock knock——"

"Come in!"

After receiving permission, the researcher in a white lab coat pushed the door and entered, placed an electronic screen on the desk, and said concisely:

"Director, Agent Robert's vital signs have disappeared."

Opposite the desk sat a man with a somewhat out-of-shape figure.

The other party was resting his two feet on the desk, smoking a cigar, making the entire office filled with smoke, yet not turning on the exhaust fan.

He had a double chin, a receding hairline, and obvious arrogance and ruthlessness in his turbid eyes; that was a manifestation of thinking he was superior to others.

"Disappeared......"

The Director frowned slightly, took the electronic screen, unlocked the authority with his ID card, and looked at this report.

Although Robert was nominally his subordinate and under his jurisdiction, his authority level was the same as his.

The death of any Robert is not a small matter and cannot be treated like a disappeared D-class personnel.

The Hume index in Morioh has shown anomalies......

Agent Robert went to this place to conduct initial intelligence gathering, judging what kind of anomaly appeared in Morioh......

While conducting a building-by-building search, Agent Robert's vital signs and positioning suddenly disappeared......

This is unusual.

Foundation agents are not fools; on the contrary, whether it is confirming anomalies or containing anomalies, most of the work is related to agents.

It can be said that agents are one of the important forces in the Foundation's "containment" link.

They are experienced, proficient in combat techniques, can drive most vehicles, and each is a master in the field of firearms.

There are not many things that can make an agent evaporate from the world: some containment object with an extremely high danger level, or a Level 3 reality bender......

The Director pondered for a moment and looked at the researcher who was still waiting on the side.