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!
Bai Xiong and Song Xuan exchanged a glance.
In such a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse, the only person who could still afford to be cute was undoubtedly who you would expect.
Song Xuan was initially startled, but then she thought of Chen Xiao and relaxed, "Well, it looks like our captain has wandered off again while playing. Let's go find him."
Having said that, she moved past Bai Xiong's body... however, Bai Xiong did not budge.
"You... are you really going to look for him?" Bai Xiong said flatly.
Song Xuan was taken aback, "?? What do you mean?"
"I don't know who sent you to monitor him, Mrs. Liu? Mr. Zou? Or some higher-ups? I don't care what their purpose is, I just want to remind you, do you really understand Chen Xiao?"
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Song Xuan fell silent for a moment, somewhat perplexed, "Of course I don't know him, but that's quite normal, isn't it? Even he doesn't understand himself."