Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 250: The Return of the Dark Realm (Part 5)
Song Xuan had said that for this mission, the Order Foundation had opened up all weapon permissions, equipping each person with gear up to the highest level they were cleared to use.
Therefore, as a C-level field agent, Chen Xiao was even allocated... a submachine gun with a short handle and a bulletproof vest...
His face turned green with frustration!
"That... whoever you are, look at this V3 bulletproof suit of mine, and then this gun, the only one of its kind in the entire Foundation! It was customized by the most talented in the entire Asian division... blegh... sorry, I mean, I'm actually very strong! So, isn't this weapons equipment a bit..." Chen Xiao said with half-closed eyes, recalling the last time he had fixed the weapons distribution person with the same look.