Chapter 69 In Custody

Steven wasn't stupid; he knew full well...since Feng Bujue had the ***-1998 in his possession, it was highly likely that Dr. Jonathan had already been controlled. As long as he gave the doctor an order like "Fully assist my actions," the doctor would become his loyal pawn.

Therefore, what Steven needed to guard against first wasn't the unarmed Feng Bujue, but Jonathan, who was holding an assault rifle.

"Whoa~ Don't shoot, Steven." As Dr. Jonathan spoke, he actually put the gun down. "Don't be nervous, I haven't been brainwashed." As he said this, he placed the assault rifle in his hand on the floor. "Believe it or not, I found an opportunity to subdue him."

"With all due respect, Dr. Jonathan..." Steven still held his gun up. "Based on my understanding of you...I don't believe it." With that, he gestured to the two security personnel on his right, signaling them to step forward and capture Feng Bujue and the doctor.

"Okay...I can understand." Jonathan raised his hands, showing no intention of resisting.

Feng Bujue simply stood in place, holding the puppet in one hand, his face expressionless.

Before long, both of them were handcuffed behind their backs, kneeling on the ground, with the muzzles of four assault rifles aimed at them from different angles. Billy was taken away by a security guard and placed on a metal table a few meters away.

"Alright, guys, now that I'm cuffed, can I say a few words?" After being subdued, Dr. Jonathan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and he looked up at his colleagues around him and asked.

"Don't worry, Doctor, you'll have a chance to speak." Steven stepped forward and responded, "Considering you were alone with a mind-control-type SCP and an out-of-control D-class personnel for over twenty minutes...we have every reason to put you through a standard polygraph and psychological evaluation process."

"Speaking of that SCP..." Dr. Jonathan then interjected, "It's in my right pocket right now."

Hearing this, Steven's expression changed slightly, and he immediately gave a wink to the security guard closest to Jonathan. The latter understood, immediately walked to the doctor's side, and carefully reached into his white coat pocket.

"Looks like the Doctor wasn't lying." The security guard successfully took out the SCP-1998 and looked at Steven.

"I told you...I haven't been brainwashed." Jonathan followed up. "You can figure out the time yourself..." He paused and explained, "The ray action time of 1998 is about nineteen minutes. After the brainwashing is completed, the affected person will also experience an extremely painful 'trauma period'. It will take at least thirty minutes for the affected person to regain the ability to move..."

"He's right." At this time, Feng Bujue actually chimed in from the side, "From the time I got my hands on 1998 until now, it's only been a little over twenty minutes. Even ignoring the time we spent walking in the tunnel, there's simply not enough time to complete the brainwashing."

"Shut your mouth." Steven glared at Feng Bujue fiercely and shouted sharply, "This is not your place to speak."

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled. "I'm just correcting some basic errors in your reasoning, Steven." He paused for half a second and added, "By the way...you are Steven, right? Sounds like it..."

*Poof—*

An old fist interrupted Feng Bujue's words and also swelled one side of his cheek.

"That's right, I'm Steven." Steven shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Austin."

"Pah..." Feng Bujue spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled, "Heh heh heh...as expected of a deputy cultivated by Kozmo, your way of greeting people is really similar."

Steven knew that the other party was trying to anger him by mentioning Commander Kozmo's name, and he wouldn't fall for it.

"Hmph...Austin, you will pay for your actions, believe me." Steven suppressed his anger, gave Feng Bujue a cold smile, and then looked at Jonathan, "Sorry, Doctor, no matter what, you still have to go through the basic procedure. I can't release you now, I hope you can understand."

"Okay, I understand." Jonathan shrugged.

Seconds later, under Steven's orders, two security personnel helped the doctor up, preparing to take him to be detained separately.

"Wait..." Just as the doctor turned to leave, Steven suddenly thought of something, "Doctor, I want to hear you briefly say...how did you subdue Austin?"

"Uh..." Jonathan hesitated for half a second and replied, "It might be a little unbelievable..." His expression became a little strange, "He tripped..."

"What?" Steven seemed not to understand.

"He was originally walking behind me, holding an assault rifle in one hand and the SCP-1998 in the other, escorting me forward." Jonathan described in detail, "Suddenly, I heard him shout, and then I heard him fall to the ground...and then...the two weapons in his hand slid along the metal floor to my feet." He curled his lips. "So, I picked up the assault rifle and 1998, threw the puppet to him, and then, according to the road signs in the tunnel, escorted him directly here."

This statement...not to mention Steven didn't believe it, no one present would believe it...

"Okay, Doctor, thank you for your cooperation." Steven waved his hand, and the security personnel took the doctor away.

"What?" After Jonathan was taken out of the monitoring center, Feng Bujue looked at Steven and said, "You don't seem to believe the Doctor's words?"

"If what he said is true, then there are only two possibilities..." After these ten seconds, Steven had already done some reasoning in his mind, "First, you were deliberately subdued by the Doctor; second...your luck has been so bad that it makes people doubt your IQ."

"Heh...indeed." Feng Bujue smiled and responded, "As a hijacker, to have a flat-ground fall while escorting the hostage, and to have the two weapons in his hand slide to the hostage's feet...if this situation is not deliberate, then the probability is too low."

"Don't try to change the subject..." Steven's tone changed when he heard this, "Stop talking nonsense, hand over the Level Five access card on your body."

"Access card..." Feng Bujue said in a deep voice, "It's in Billy's pocket." He glanced at the puppet in the distance.

"Hmm?" As soon as these words came out, Steven felt a trace of abnormality. "Why put it in his..."

"Because..." At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded on the broadcast, "I want to play a game with you..."