Rebuild SCP to Save the World

"Josh, inspect the 25th to 30th floors. If you encounter a bodyguard who has fainted, settle down first and keep it secret." Dylan contacted his butler alone again.

"Yes, Master Dylan." Josh didn't ask anything, and executed it when he received the order.

At this time, Hei also stopped the finger that pulled the trigger.

"Your butler is trustworthy."

"I still have this vision." Although Dylan said so on the surface, what he thought in his heart was unknown.

"This gun, unlimited bullets?" Dylan returned the topic to the gun in the black hand.

"Not only that, Mr. Dylan."

He stepped closer to the sofa and moved the sofa away from its original position.

Dylan leaned forward and saw clearly that there were no bullets there.

"The name of this gun is called Invisible Bullet."

"Yes, those things called anomalies, such things are extremely rare as far as I know, and each of them is absolutely confidential. Just bring them with you?"

Hearing that, Hei smiled slightly and pointed the pistol at his chest.

Dylan didn't even have time to start the organization, so Hei pulled the trigger again.

Afterwards, Hei's hand lowered, revealing where the shot was shot. The suit was still new and smooth without any traces.

"Your clothes are also abnormal!" Dylan's face changed again.

"As you can see, Mr. Dylan, we, Artison, the real foundation, in another world."

He followed what Dylan expected to hear, and constantly induced Dylan.

"So, what is the relationship between you and UIU."

If Sophia was asked to answer this question, it would be impossible to answer it.

Now in San Diego, there has not really been an investigation into the official containment organization of Eagle Nation.

But there is 001 black in my mind, but it is easy.

It's just that the black can't investigate at will. At this stage, if the alarm is triggered or the trace is left, it is not worth the loss.

In view of this, UIU's information is incomplete, and Hei has not uploaded UIU's information to the Foundation's database for the time being.

For such a thing, it is natural to wait for the best opportunity.

However, Black's understanding of UIU is at least better than that of Durando.

"They are in the light, we are in the dark, this is the relationship."

"Oh, this is not safe. UIU will not allow other similar organizations to appear, unless you are foreign forces." Dylan seems to have caught a little weakness of the mysterious and powerful Artison in front of him.

"With regard to foreign forces, Mr. Dylan, you can rest assured that we are indeed not as strong as you think, otherwise, we will not find you to cooperate."

"Hahaha, really honest answer! Mr. Black, but how should I believe what you say!" Dylan's heart was already moved, but he still had to take the final insurance.

"In other words, what do you have to do, Mr. Dylan, to believe me?"

"I actually know that Artison is not a **** that the Rockefeller family can throw to deal with me. Therefore, Mr. Black, I just don't want to be an enemy of this country."

"Mr. Dylan, it seems that only by starting cooperation can you know whether we are right."

Hei unhurriedly said.

"This..." In the end, there is still no proof, then this is a gamble.

And gambling, isn't it what the people who inherited the Rockefeller surname are least afraid of!

Dylan's heart had long been persuaded by everything the black showed.

"Okay! I promised! Mr. Black! I will work with Artison to create the future of Rockefeller! Create the future of this country! Hope, you won't let me down!"

Dylan's gaze was suddenly firm, his hands opened, as if he was hugging something, and he said boldly.

"Happy cooperation, Mr. Dylan. Next, I think it is time for us to talk about some specific matters of cooperation."

"Of course, it shouldn't be too late!"

This collaboration, which was discussed after only one meeting, seems to be so scribble at all times, but now it is indeed reasonable.

The black chose this day and came to negotiate. It was no accident that Dylan or Rockefeller had already seen the essence of the black.

Seeing Dylan, who was enthusiastically discussing the cooperation details with Hei, looked at the opposite side, Hei's heart was as clear as a mirror.

Dylan's despair after the blow, and himself, it was the light that made Dylan have to catch it.

And all those actions of the consortium, in the eyes of the black, have already witnessed, but I don't know how many.

To say how dark this world is, the foundation as a barrier is always witnessing, and Hei is the rebel and leader of all this darkness.

Now, the future of mankind is once again in the hands of Hei, and He will never let it disappear again.

After a long absence, there was a violent emotional fluctuation, and a hint of gray in his eyes flashed by.

The strange feeling came to my heart, and disappeared quickly.

It was the memory of that person that merged with the black again.

"Mr. Black, look, how about this!"

A few seconds later, the black voice came as usual: "No problem, this will lead us to victory."

"Yes, Mr. Black, this will definitely be a win-win situation, so look forward to it! My performance by Dylan Rockefeller!"

"Yes, Mr. Dylan, we will win both sides."

A win-win situation means I win twice.

Hei silently added a sentence in his heart.

......

The conversation between the two continued for several hours, and finally, when Dylan was exhausted, it ended.

"I think it's time for me to leave, Mr. Dylan, but we will meet again soon."

"It's necessary, Mr. Black, goodbye." Dylanyi stood up still unfinished. This was Dylan's most happy day in this period of time.

"I believe Mr. Dylan is capable of finding me. If you need to contact me, you can notify me directly." Hei said as he walked to the door.

"No problem, Mr. Black!"

"Goodbye."

As the black voice fell, Alina went online.

‘Dear Mr. Dylan Rockefeller, Alina, I will serve you wholeheartedly. ’

Dylan also knew that the black had revoked control of the building.

Thanks to Hei smiled and sent Hei out of the door.

"Alina, set the black identification to advanced."

‘Yes, Lord Dylan. ’

Dylan relaxedly said to his artificial intelligence.

"As long as you can win, what is this." Looking at the sofa full of bullet holes, Dylan finally said to himself.

When he walked out of the room, he saw his agent confronting Dylan's butler.

Hei passed by, bowed amicably to Josh, and left here with the agent.

Afterwards, Josh, seeing the backs of the two disappeared before his eyes, knocked on the door and entered Dylan's room.