Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 120 SCP

Chapter 120: Chapter 120 SCP

Zhu Qipei embraced the lifelike doll and walked into the adjacent room, closing the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Wen Wen put on his headphones, took out a detective suspense novel called "Green Meadow," and began to read attentively.

He enjoyed this type of novel, and although as a professional detective he found many of the plot points dubious, Wen Wen still managed to learn many clever tricks from them.

Ever since he acquired the black briefcase, Wen Wen always carried a lot of books with him.

Every time a transaction concluded, Wen Wen had to wait for Zhu Qipei for a period which depended on Zhu’s physiological state; it had almost become a ritual.

About an hour later, Zhu Qipei, his face aglow, came out from the room next door and sat opposite Wen Wen.

"Now let’s talk about the news. I guarantee it’s worth what you gave me. Do you know who Liu Kewei is?" Zhu Qipei asked.

Wen Wen raised his eyebrows and responded, "The CEO of Kowei Company?"

"Correct. He’s been retired for many years and now lives in Furong River City. He has built a private collection museum, containing a lifetime of collectibles."

"And in that museum, there is a very powerful item of Mystery, what you Demon Hunters call a Containment Item."

"A Containment Item held by an ordinary person?" Wen Wen asked skeptically.

Zhu Qipei added, "The item is very hidden, even I can only be certain it’s there, but do not know what it is."

Wen Wen’s face showed even more doubt; he always suspected that Pig Head exaggerated things to fetch a better price.

"If you’re not even sure what it is, how do you know it’s powerful?"

Zhu Qipei’s expression became slightly uneasy as he vaguely told Wen Wen, "Once you see it with your own eyes, you’ll understand why I say it’s powerful."

Wen Wen was left baffled, his mind clouded with uncertainty. After a moment of silence, another thought occurred to him.

"You’re being so vague; it’s not worth the price of that doll you’ve set. Do you know how much it cost me to get that doll? As compensation, answer some questions for me," Wen Wen suggested.

Zhu Qipei, feeling guilty, agreed without protest, unaware that the material cost of the doll was actually only the price of two sows.

"Superpower users, the residents of the Inner World, Containment Items, and Supernatural Weapons—how exactly are these categories distinguished?"

Wen Wen thought he understood these distinctions, but after encountering an entity like the Human-Headed Dog, his clarity wavered.

Zhu Qipei looked at Wen Wen in surprise and remarked, "Tsk, with your ability, you don’t know this?"

Wen Wen touched his nose; as a freelance superpower user without any organization, he truly wasn’t aware of all the intricacies.

"I’ll explain it simply for you. Whether it’s a person or a wild beast, as long as it’s dominated by Supernatural Power, it’s a superpower user. This is the same for the residents of your world and ours," Zhu Qipei explained.

"Those that contain decipherable Supernatural Power, with stable properties, which users can easily control, are Supernatural Weapons."

"Those containing undecipherable Supernatural Power, and are dominated by that power, with inconceivable abilities, are Containment Items. In other words, whether they manifest as a person, object, or wild beast, as long as it’s closer to the essence of Supernatural Power itself, it’s a Containment Item.

Wen Wen cited the example of the Human-Headed Dog, "But I’ve encountered a dog that was indeed using its will to exert abilities, yet it was classified as a Containment Item..."

"Either that classification is wrong, or that dog you saw is an external manifestation of Supernatural Power, not a real dog," Zhu Qipei asserted.

"But how could Supernatural Power be a dog?" Wen Wen still found it hard to believe.

"Who told you that Supernatural Power can’t be a dog?" Zhu Qipei challenged.

After some thought, Wen Wen felt that Zhu Qipei’s point was not without merit; even a superpower user needs to eat, drink, excrete, and sleep.

However, the Human-Headed Dog did none of those things, remaining in such a cramped space without showing signs of loneliness...

Subsequently, Wen Wen asked several more questions that Zhu Qipei considered foolish before leaving Furong Kitchen.

Having gotten the news, it was time to take action.

Now, he needed to plan his theft of the Containment Item from the private museum of Zhang Kewei.

Wen Wen had some understanding of Zhang Kewei.

Because of his wealth and power, he was an ideal employer for private detectives like Wen Wen.

Regrettably, Wen Wen had never been hired by such high-level tycoons...

Zhang Kewei, male, seventy-five years old.

At eighteen, he embarked into business on his own and built a huge fortune from scratch.

The company mainly deals with various electronic products and communication devices, having its reach in many sectors, with the Kowei Group still among the Federation’s top 500 enterprises.

In his own hands, Liu Kewei held more than sixty percent of the group’s shares.

He no longer managed the company, but no one dared to belittle him.

After becoming a freelance Hunter, Wen Wen knew that tycoons like Zhang Kewei usually received special attention from the Hunters Association and might be involved with the world of superpower users.

After all, if such prominent individuals were easily attacked by Supernatural Powers, the ensuing damage and chaos could be far more severe than the Furong River Amusement Park incident.

So, stealing from his private museum required more tact than simply charging in headfirst.

He needed to identify the target first, then find an opportunity to infiltrate and escape immediately after securing the item.

But the museum was only open to individuals of certain status—officials, artists, educators, big businessmen, and the like.

Clearly, Wen Wen, a "Great Detective," wasn’t on the invitation list...

Utilizing the channels of the Hunters Association would grant him access, but if a theft were to be discovered, it could cast suspicion on him.

After some thought, Wen Wen turned on his computer, logged onto a website, and began a covert transaction.

In the website’s upper right corner, three large letters were displayed: S.C.P!

It was a company inaccessible to ordinary people, known only to detectives and secretive operatives like Wen Wen.

Its full name was Super Copy Paper Company.

Simply put, it was a company that created fake documents and fake information for those in need. After becoming a freelance Hunter, Wen Wen learned they also helped superpower users create false identities.

Beyond that, the company accepted jobs forging documents, proving to be a valuable aid for people like Wen Wen.