American Comics: Containment Foundation from Scratch

Soon Coulson was at the scene of the crime.

“Such a killing method…”

Coulson frowned and looked at Johnson’s wound.

Daniel said: “There are three agents in alley 96, and the wounds on their bodies are similar to this. ”

“It seems to be a real SCP.”

Coulson stood up and said to himself with a dignified look.

The ability to assassinate a top agent under the eyes of dozens of agents can only be explained by the supernatural.

“Well… What are the characteristics of SCP this time? ”

Coulson was there to think about it.

According to the Foundation’s popular science, buying an SCP has its own ability, or rather, has its own rules.

SCP-307, for example, has a rule that he never preys on cold-blooded animals, has a soft spot for animals that are thermostatically succumbent, and devours his opponents through vines.

Attack type?

But not really…

Coulson looked at the window that had been opened.

Extremely fast? Good at using a relatively long weapon, this wound, should be caused by what cylindrical type of artifact, stick? Or something else?

So regular?

Coulson began to think about the characteristics of the 4 dead including Johnson’s bringing.

Skin color?

Probably not, one of the 4 people is black.

Coulson only felt some pain in his braincase.

Without understanding the SCP, it is simply too difficult to know the laws and characteristics of SCP killing.

“Mike was twisted from behind by something, right?”

Coulson’s eyes lit up.

Coulson suddenly realized something very frightening.

That is, there may be more than one SCP but two kinds of SCP appearing in Hell’s Kitchen.

One is to like to twist people’s necks behind the back of fans, and the other is unclear.

“This matter has to be reported!”

After the seriousness of the meaning, Coulson did not dare to stay long, and directly turned away from the crime scene.

He had to report the matter to the director in person, and then to the young president of the foundation.

If this thing is true, it is too terrible.

Coulson, unaware that he had passed by Death again, returned to his office.

But Daniel, not so lucky.

“The computer is on?”

I remember Johnson was preparing to sort out the video of the case.

Curious Daniel, turned it on, because it had been a long time since the laptop that had been discharged.

The computer was turned on, and a horrified and indescribable face appeared on the screen.

Seeing this horrible face, even Daniel, who had excellent psychological qualities, was shocked.

“Fark! What is this thing? ”

“Johnson this bastard isn’t hiding in the dorm room watching horror movies, is he?”

“Wrong! It seems to be a surveillance video on a combat helmet, isn’t it…”

Daniel pulled out his chair and sat down, then opened the video file and began to confirm the cut.

I see!

The murderer in Hutong 96 is actually a monster, is such a deformed monster an experimental product of a laboratory?

Johnson wouldn’t have been killed because of this, would he?

But it is not right, if it is a murder to kill the mouth, why not destroy the evidence?

As far as Daniel analyzes the cause and effect of the matter.

A light wind struck, followed by a strong wind towards the neck.

As a top agent, Daniel reflexively lowered his head and dodged the sneak attack of the object behind him.

“Boom!”

The laptop in front of Daniel’s eyes flew out and slammed into the wall not far away.

The sound of the notebook shattering to the ground, thrilling the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who had come to collect Johnson’s body.

“There’s a fight going on inside! The attackers haven’t left yet? ”

Several agents instantly pulled out their pistols and broke through the door.

Daniel, who had dodged SCP-096’s fatal blow, immediately shouted, “Fark! It was this monster, it was this monster that killed Johnson them. ”

“What kind of monster is this?”

Seeing the ugly SCP-096, everyone’s heart twitched.

“Bang, bang, bang…!”

Without hesitation, 4 agents emptied a magazine in an instant.

Then there was another clip.

Daniel also took the opportunity to run out of the room and hide behind the 4 agents.

“This monster looks so ugly!”

One agent made a testimonial while changing into a magazine.

Daniel reminded: “The bullets don’t seem to have much effect on this monster, and we call for support!” ”

“Then report to the boss quickly!”

An agent urged impatiently.

In the face of this kind of monster that is not afraid of bullets, it is definitely false to say that it is not nervous.

How many normal people can remain calm in the face of monsters that can’t be killed by bullets? After all, no matter how well trained the agent is, he is only a mortal after all.

Daniel quickly pulled out the contact device and prepared to contact Coulson.

Unfortunately, Coulson is reporting to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters at the moment, and the liaison is occupied….

Daniel, black-faced, could only reassure: “Fark! The boss can’t be contacted now, you hold out for a while, such a big gunshot, support should come soon. ”

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