There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

"graduate School..."

Half a day later, Kitazawa Lingyou stood in front of the gate of the research institute with half-closed eyes.

The overwhelming advertisements are still as eye-catching as ever, but the shadows cast by the large billboards under the moonlight are distorted like ghosts.

He let out a chuckle, "I didn't expect we'd have to go inside after all."

"I have provided you with many useful solutions." The voice came from the small headset hanging on the ear, but when you listened carefully, it sounded like that of a child whose voice had not changed.

He muttered in dissatisfaction, "If a few naughty kids explode, not to mention Shaurya, even Latios may not survive."

"Sharia herself is not here." Kitazawa Lingyou walked forward a few steps, stopped in front of the electronic lock screen, raised his right arm, and put the phone on it.

"Paralyze the electricity for a while."

"three minutes."

The child's voice on the other end of the headset was still chattering, the clicking sound of the keyboard mixed with the sound of his voice, making it extremely noisy. "It's so annoying. I finally got a few days off, but you forced me to do hard labor."

"You don't have to tell me that Shauriya planted a bomb on Honglian Island." Kitazawa Lingyouhao took back his phone and leaned against the fence and said without any burden, "Now that you've said it, you know I won't turn a blind eye."

"I told you six days in advance!" The kid on the other end of the headset exploded, arguing, "Six days! Isn't that enough for you to leave Honglian Island?"

"Not enough." Kitazawa Lingyou glanced at the electronic screen that was flashing fluorescent light in the dark, then moved his eyes back to his hands and stared at the time displayed on the top. "Who told you not to know where the Red Lotus Gym is? If you give me a specific location, we can leave in half a day."

"Your request is too unreasonable!" The person on the other end of the headset seemed unable to hear the child's voice, and the last few words were obviously rougher.

But he recovered after a few short coughs. "Even the Pokémon League doesn't have any information about the new address of the Crimson Gym. Where do you want me to find it for you?"

"In short, it's still because of your lack of ability." Kitazawa Lingyou tapped the back of the phone with his fingertips. Before the person on the other end of the headset completely exploded, he said, "Hurry up, it needs to be solved within an hour."

"What? Are you in a hurry to go home for dinner?" The child snorted coldly.

With the last keyboard tapping sound, the entire research institute was plunged into darkness in an instant.

The exclamations and curses of many researchers could be heard through the windows that were never closed.

"Oh my god! I just worked all night to write this proposal! I haven't saved it yet!!"

"Fuck, my data!"

"tmlgbd, the samples in my freezer!"

He didn't even raise his eyes to these screams of collapse.

"Wow..." the person on the other end of the headset sighed, "This trick is really vicious. I can use it in front of Cole some other time."

"Unfortunately, the Rockets' intranet will automatically upload data to the cloud for storage, so there will be no data loss."

Kitazawa Lingyou threw the Poké Ball, and a majestic bird appeared in front of him, spreading its wings.

After some technological assistance and training, during the time he sneaked into the Cole Research Base, all the Pokémon in his hands except Haxorus had evolved to their final form.

The original intention was to deal with the crisis, but it was never used until the end, which is a good thing.

Kitazawa Reiyuu thought as he straddled the back of Pidgeot, who was bending his knees and lowering his body, and pointed at the open window at the top.

Pidgeot understood what he meant, and after letting out a loud cry, he soared into the sky.

“Hello.” The person in the headset spoke up again, “What about the secret infiltration you promised? Pidgeot’s screams are almost making my ears deaf.”

"It is a secret that only you and I know; if we succeed in entering..."

The moment the huge figure of Pidgeot passed by the window, the researcher who was lying in front of the window looking for the loud cry saw a black screen in front of his eyes, followed by severe pain in his face and his brain gradually losing consciousness.

"...that is, infiltration."

Kitazawa Reiyuu slowly stood up from his half-squatting position, and without even looking at the unlucky researcher with shoe prints on his face, he walked towards the half-closed door.

“Okay, your explanation is still so hardcore.” The person in the headset smiled and continued, “But I’m still curious, how did you cut off the backup power supply?”

"Add some water." Kitazawa Lingyou opened the door. The funny rabbit face mask looked particularly scary under the moonlight.

Then he knocked the researcher, who was just passing by but suffered such an unexpected disaster, to the ground with a punch and twisted his wrist.

"It's just a short circuit."

----

"Where's the backup power supply? Why is there no power?"

“It’s flooded!”

"W-what?"

"The room where the power supply equipment is placed was flooded! This is really strange. How could it rain heavily indoors?"

----

"Oh, all right then." The person on the other end of the headset shrugged and fell back on the chair. "I don't have anything to do with you from now on, right? Just try your best."

"There are two more password doors."

Kitazawa Lingyou was like an agile leopard in the darkness, his dark eyes showing a calm expression.

"Their power supply does not go through the research institute, and the password needs to be cracked."

"OK, call me when we get there. Let me get some sleep first."

----

"Report! Junsha, we found the location of the bomb!"

"Where is it?" Miss Junsha immediately put down her work and looked up at the police officer who was running over breathlessly. "Does the number match? Have you contacted the bomb disposal expert?"

"No, no, not yet." The police officer straightened his back and reported, "The location is at the crater. Just by looking at the naked eye, you can see that there are traces of bombs almost all around the crater!"

"Haven't you taken the inventory yet?!" Junsha looked at the young police officer with disappointment and picked up the walkie-talkie at hand to give orders.

"Jun, Junsha, that's not right!" the police officer trembled, "Team Rocket has kidnapped our advance team and tied bombs to them!"

"What!?"

"He, they also said...if anyone is found approaching the crater again, or if a large number of tourists flee...then...then..."

"Just what?" Miss Junsha stared at the police officer angrily, and her voice became louder. "Speak!"

"... just detonate the bomb and take everyone on the island with them!"

"Mad!" Miss Junsha cursed.

But she quickly calmed down, raised her intercom and said, "All police officers, listen up! All police officers who are still near the crater, please retreat to the foot of the mountain! Repeat! All of you, retreat to the foot of the mountain!"

After saying that, she inserted the walkie-talkie into her belt, turned around, put away the five Poké Balls on the table, and rushed out the door.

"Junsha, wait!"

The police officer called Junsha to stop him, and after she looked at him, he hesitated and said, "Well... the opponent's Pokémon is very strong."

"I'm the chief of the Red Lotus Island Police Station." Junsha narrowed her eyes when she heard that. "Do you think I'm just like my sisters, carrying only the Growlithe issued by the Pokémon League?"

"Isn't it?" The police officer swallowed and asked, "Gunsha with a dog...isn't it the standard of the Pokémon League...?"

"I've been in the championship game at the Quartz Conference."

Miss Junsha didn't care what bombshell she had dropped and just turned and left.

Compared to the crisis-ridden Red Lotus Island, what does the mood of this troublesome little police officer mean?

----

Damn, where did this psycho come from?

The members of Team Rocket who were forced to stand in front of the central control screen were sweating all over, their legs trembling uncontrollably as they looked at the evil spirit in front of them.

Nidoking was pounding his fists beside him.

All the team members were knocked down by this man with a few punches. Even if there were some lucky ones who took out their Poké Balls in time when faced with the sneak attack, they could only fall to the ground with hatred when facing Nidoking who was swinging his fist straight into their faces.

Which good trainer can command Pokémon to attack humans?

Except for the Rockets.

As the only conscious member of Team Rocket, the woman fought and retreated, and soon she was leaning on her heels against the console.

She tilted her head and looked at the inconspicuous little red button in the upper left corner.

As long as the masked man in front of me is not paying attention...

"You can try."

The next moment, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against her forehead.

Kitazawa Reiyuu tilted his head slightly, as if giving sincere advice.

"See which is faster, you or the bullet."

The sweaty woman's legs went limp and she fell to her knees.

When did he... pull out the gun?

No, he actually has a gun?!

In Team Rocket, only Team Rocket elites with sufficient seniority will be equipped with firearms.

Not to mention the Pokémon League, which has stricter gun control.

Where did he get the gun? ! !

"Stop the tricks and terminate the bomb."

Kitazawa Lingyou's pure white mask was already stained with a lot of splattered blood, like the occasional snowflakes falling in winter, cold and sad.

"Otherwise, you don't want to know the consequences."

----

"Nidoqueen has lost her ability to fight."

Sitting firmly on the podium, Xia Bo shook his index finger, "Sakuya-san, please send out your last Pokémon."

The unbearable high temperature made the already disadvantaged Shuogu Ye even hotter.

At this moment, he looked across the battlefield, and the old man with the same expression couldn't help but feel pressured.

Even though he sent out Psyduck and Nidoqueen to fight, they were only able to barely defeat one of Chabot's Pokémon.

Faced with the remaining two Pokémon at almost full health, does he really have a chance of winning with only one chance to fight?

Even Fujino Sakura, who was standing behind Sakutani Ye, was distressed by the scene before her.

Of course, she had also heard of Xia Bo's reputation, who was hailed as the number one person under the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto.

But she never expected that Xia Bo, who was entrusted with the mission of being the gym leader, would face the challenger with full firepower and not give him any breathing space.

One flame after another came, and just as the previous one was resolved, the next one was already on the way.

As a gym trainer, shouldn't you give challengers some slack?

Do not!

Fujino Sakura was shocked.

She looked at the leisurely old man across the venue and couldn't help thinking.

Could it be that... this oppressive fighting style is the result of the old man gaining a lot of strength?

Fujino Sakura gritted her teeth and remembered what the other trainers said about the Red Lotus Gym.

The most perverted gym in the whole level!

It is not only a challenge for Pokémon, but also for trainers!

I think… in just a few months, I have developed a shade on anything red.

......

Just being affected by a slight heat wave made Fujino Sakura feel a little breathless.

She couldn't imagine what kind of suffering Xiaoye was going through as she was facing the high temperature at this moment.

Can he...really make a comeback?

"Sakutani-san." Xia Bo looked at the boy on the other side of the field who was breathing very fast, and kindly suggested to him that he might faint from the difficulty breathing in the next second, "You can apply for a ten-minute break."

"Phew... It's okay." Shuoya shook his head and raised his hand to take out a Poké Ball. "There is still one Pokémon. Let's talk about it after the battle is over."

"Do you already have a feeling that you will lose?"

Xia Bo's tone was smiling, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be less.

"Then let Kyuubi help you get some rest."

The Nine-Tailed Fox in the battlefield shook its soft and dense tail, like a piece of leaping flame, full of agility.

"Do not."

Shuo Gu Ye stood in this merciless heat wave, sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the scalding ground, making a harsh "sizzle" sound.

But what made Xia Bo curious was that even though he was forced into such a desperate situation, the boy's eyes were still frighteningly bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and they had never lost their radiance.

His cracked lips opened and closed, and he raised his wrist to throw the Poké Ball.

“Because I got to see it win.”

“Let’s go out, let’s go!”