The Strange Trainer of the Elven World

Chapter 125 Unable to speak

"What time is it now?" Woke up from the hospital bed, Blake covered his eyes, the feeling of sleepiness was still entangled in his mind like a haze, his eyes were stung by the sunlight coming in from the window, he couldn't help but look at the people beside him asked the man.

Huaide held up the pillow behind him for him, helped him to lean on, and said in a warm voice: "You have been sleeping for three days, do you feel okay now?"

"Three days?" Black froze, then he rubbed his eyes, exhaled, and said, "I've slept for so long."

"So, Amin, has he gone back?" As Black's mind became clearer, his five senses gradually recovered, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of Liming.

"Ah, um, I just left this morning. For the past three days, Senior Xiaoju'er and Senior Wanlong have been accompanying Amin to visit the Hezhong area." When Huaide heard that Black had just recovered from a serious illness, the first thing he thought of when he woke up was unexpectedly The man felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he still said patiently.

"Oh, that's good." Black nodded, showing a trace of regret, and asked again, "By the way, has he met Dr. Yew in Luzi Town?"

"I've seen it. Originally, Heilian wanted to take Liming there, but he suddenly remembered that there was a murderous old father-in-law in his hometown, so he didn't dare to go back." Huaide seemed to recall some interesting scene, and couldn't help Puchi smiled.

Black also raised the corners of his mouth, silently expressing his strong blessings for the love affairs of his childhood sweethearts.

After Blake woke up and enjoyed a half-filled meal, Blake regained his strength.

After dinner, Huai De couldn't help asking Black: "By the way, do you still remember what happened in the dream world?"

Black thought for a while, and a few memories suddenly flashed back in his mind. He was about to speak, but suddenly his face became tangled, and he suddenly felt a biting cold on his arm.

Seeing Black's hesitation and frown, Huai could think that Black didn't want to mention what happened in the dream world.

Maybe something bad happened, or this failure was too embarrassing to mention it.

She was very gentle and didn't continue to ask, but said: "It's okay, I'm just curious, by the way, do you want to eat some fruit, you have been lying down for so long, adding some vitamins will be good for your body."

As she spoke, she picked up the hat on the table, stood up, and said, "I'll go downstairs to buy some fruit for you. You should lie down for a while."

Black stretched out his hand to stop the other party, and wanted to tell the other party that this was a misunderstanding and there was some other reason, but he couldn't say anything, and could only watch the other party walk out of the ward.

He was silent for a while, and tried again whether he could tell what he saw and heard during a certain period of sudden waking when he was trapped in the dream world, but found that he really couldn't say it, as if he was hypnotized by something, Hinted, which made it impossible to say anything about that.

Black's heart sank, and then he got out of bed slowly, walked into the bathroom, looked at the front mirror on the sink, hesitated for a while, took off his upper body hospital gown, and slowly turned his left arm to the mirror, Then I was shocked.

I saw a black "屮" tattoo on his left arm. He tried to rub it with water and hand sanitizer, but found that he couldn't wash it off, and when he tried to reveal that memory again, the tattoo would spread out The piercing coldness seemed to have played a magical role, stopping his actions.

"Senior Black." Just when Black was a little distracted, the door of his ward was pushed open, and Heiji, who was also wearing a hospital gown, walked in and walked towards the balcony step by step.

Black hurriedly put on his clothes, but was surprised to find that after staring at his left arm, the other party also took off his upper body clothes at the same time, revealing the perfect figure of Mr. Perfect.

However, Blake has no time to appreciate and envy the other party's body curve, and his attention is completely attracted by the "屮" tattoo on the same left arm of the other party.

Heici is also the same as himself.

"You too?" Blake asked seriously.

Heiji seemed to understand what Black wanted to ask, and he nodded, "Sure enough, we have fallen for someone's ability."

The two looked at each other, and their memories were gradually brought back.

After being trapped in the dark space, the two who fell into a forced sleep once woke up briefly. When they woke up, a gap of light was opened in the dark space, and then they were poured out. In a space like a sea of ​​stars, surrounded by a dreamlike myriad of universes, the stars of the universe are close in front of them, as if they have entered a space-like place.

Darkrai, who released the two and their Pokémon from the dark space, was leaning on an invisible wall covered in bruises at the moment, and it nodded apologetically to the half-awake two. nod.

Immediately afterwards, a standing Maneyan werewolf walked up to them and broke into their sight. It first asked them curiously and kindly "how are you?" .

After all, at that time, ignorance was greater than sobriety, and as soon as the other party spoke, they became confused.

A talking mane rock werewolf?And not by so-called telepathy.

This is the first time in the world!

Anyway, if you are ignorant, you remember that the other party seemed to say something like "the bad guy has been defeated", "you can go out later", or something like that.

After that, he passed out again, and when he woke up, it was today's event.

"Meteorite, did you say this at the time? What meteorite?" In the interrogation room of a branch of the Interpol, a middle-aged man with thick brows and big eyes spoke to the closed-eyed prisoner who was being interrogated in front of him with a deafening voice. questioned.

"Answer me! Queches!" The middle-aged man slapped the table and shouted loudly.

Queches remained silent, not because he didn't want to say it, but now he couldn't even taunt and tell the truth from the side. It seemed that the tattoo on his forehead was exerting its power to forcibly control He tried to look as natural as possible, not revealing any of the weird events he had experienced.

"Handsome?" Queches smiled and said, "I'm hungry, and I want to eat pork chop rice."

"Would you like rock candy elbows, please?" The handsome guy's forehead was bulging with veins. If it wasn't for the companion pulling him by, he would have hit the opponent's face with an elbow.

After being dragged out of the interrogation room, an officer said to the handsome guy through the anti-see-through glass: "Keep calm, handsome guy."

The handsome guy slowly relaxed and adjusted his breathing, then sighed, and said: "This subordinate has lost his composure, but there is really nothing he can do about it. This is already the fourth day of interrogation, and he still refuses to reveal anything."

"The thing that can be determined at present is that the original plan of Quecchis was about to succeed, but he was interrupted under the interference of someone or something. No, it should be said that he was defeated by unexpected people and things, and destroyed He and Sarge's plan." The officer said indifferently, his old eyes that seemed to have been weather-beaten and see through everything glanced at the quiet Quecchi in the room.

Hearing this, the handsome guy frowned and said, "That is to say, there is a third-party force involved?"

"Well, and it is likely to be a third-party human force." The officer speculated.

"But judging from the traces left in the dream world, we haven't found any abnormalities. They are all traces left by the trainers and their Pokémon who participated in the search and rescue mission. It doesn't seem like a third party has intervened. signs."

"There are many ways to not leave any traces of action, and many ghost-type Pokémon can do it." The officer shook his head, he was silent for a while, and then asked, "Which one was killed by Quecchis and Thatch?" Darkrai who controls, have you found it yet?"

"After unlocking the sleep effect of Dark Two and Champion Black, Darkrai left on his own. Presumably he got out of control."

"Hmm..." The officer nodded, then rubbed his chin and said, "Then you can ask Quekis and Thatch one by one later, how did they control Darkrai, what happened to Quekis later, You can let it go for now."

"Hey, isn't this very important?"

"Yeah, it's very important." The officer smiled slightly and said, "If Thatch and Quecchis controlled Darkrai with a special instrument... As far as I know, no one who controlled the instrument was found at the scene. The fragments, then, where did the fragments go?"

"If it is true, it can prove that there is a third party involved, and they took away the fragments, right!" The handsome man finally understood the intention of the officer, and he was extremely submissive in his heart.

(End of this chapter)