There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

A figure was flying rapidly over the vast sea of ​​forests.

The man with a resolute face and fiery red hair suddenly said, "Kuailong, stop."

His eyes were deep and his brows were slightly furrowed.

He stared at the flashing red dot on the watch on his right wrist, and after confirming it several times, he spoke again.

"The source of the signal is nearby."

Du, who was entrusted by Professor Oak to come to the rescue, patted Dragonite's neck and said, "Go down and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Dragonite lowered its body and dived down.

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"It actually... succeeded?!"

Sakuya Ye looked at the Poké Ball disappearing in his hand in surprise, and couldn't help muttering, "Isn't that boy... its trainer?"

He bent down slightly, picked up the round object on the ground, and held it tightly in his palm.

Shuo Gu Ye stared at the beautifully crafted broken bell. Through the gap, there seemed to be a black iron sheet on the top.

Could this be the bell made by Mr. Kato?

Shuo Gu Ye frowned and thought.

The meowth that follows Kato Arashi may evolve into a cat boss during the journey.

And Kato Arashi...

He recalled the semi-mechanical face and compared it with the boy in the family photo displayed in the Kato couple's home.

It seems...there are indeed quite a few similarities.

But according to the Kato couple, shouldn't Kato Arashi have spoken to them on the phone before he showed up at their home?

That is to say, at least during that period of time, Kato Arashi was still alive.

And that boy...is too young.

According to the Kato couple, many years have passed since Kato Arashi left home and went on a training journey with Meow Meow.

If we subtract the time according to the boy's age, he would have been traveling when he was only about 7 or 8 years old?

This is absolutely impossible.

Shuoya breathed a sigh of relief and put the bell into his pocket.

Then the only explanation is that Cat Boss and Meowth are not the same Pokémon.

And this bell is probably just a coincidence.

Sakuya Ye stood up and waved his hand to signal all Pokémon to follow.

Then he looked for the exit in the specimen room.

However, Shuo Gu Ye, who was walking forward with the help of the wall, always felt depressed.

Mrs. Kato's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

As for the bell, it was made by my husband himself;

It should be considered unique.

Shuo Gu Ye's heart trembled, and the light sound as if a feather brushed past echoed in his mind.

Really... isn't it?

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Sakuya Ye, who was traveling in the airship with his Pokémon, was standing in front of the girl whose cheeks were red and swollen and whose expression was dazed.

The green vine snake that had been whipping the vine hard coughed lightly, and the vine whip that was waving in the air with its claws and fangs bared suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Only Bulbasaur, who stretched out his whip at the same time but reacted a beat too slow, stared blankly at the trainer who was slowly standing up with his head down and a low pressure all around him.

"Ha! You little rascal!"

Fujino Sakura, whose cheeks twitched in pain, raised her hands and rubbed Bulbasaur's cheeks, complaining, "Isn't it just that I got up a little late? The way you called me is too rude, isn't it?!"

Every time Bulbasaur, whose cheeks were ravaged, opened his mouth with difficulty to say something, Fujino Sakura rubbed it back the next moment.

The girl raised her head contentedly only after she had satisfied her desire to use her hands. She stared blankly at the pile of Pokémon in front of her, and at Sakuya Ha who was standing in front of them and making eye contact with her.

Fujino Sakura: ...Wait, something's not right with the plot?

It was not until the boy stepped forward and briefly explained the situation to her that she realized what a huge misunderstanding it was.

Seeing Bulbasaur turning back angrily, she rushed over and apologized in a low voice against his cheek.

He even pulled Bulbasaur's vines to his face, as if he was being avenged by it.

Bulbasaur, who was not angry to begin with, just let the confused girl go.

After realizing the urgency of the situation, Fujino Sakura immediately stood up with her fists clenched.

He shouted that he would wipe out Team Rocket in one fell swoop!

Then, he and Sakutani Ye followed behind Ditto, who had transformed into Growlithe and was now sniffing the ground.

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In the office area where the tense atmosphere is spreading, a woman wearing a cute cat ear headband seems so out of place.

Not only did she hum a little tune, her fingers tapped casually on the keyboard, but she would occasionally look up and give a soothing smile to colleagues passing by.

Until the man next to him screamed.

She raised her eyebrows with interest, then quickly put on a concerned look and quickly stood up and asked.

"what happened again?"

"There are... 121 Pokémon with weak vital signs." The man's voice trembled, "No, I'm not sure whether they have lost their ability to fight or are in critical condition."

“Only 121?” The woman opened her mouth in surprise. Before her colleague could give her a hostile look, she continued, “After all, our opponent is Latios! A legendary Pokémon!”

As soon as these words were spoken, many people not only withdrew their gazes, but also nodded in agreement.

As for the legendary Pokémon...it's a miracle that only 121 Pokémon were consumed after such a long time.

"no!"

The man shook his head in panic and stood up, wishing he could stuff the display screen into everyone's eyes.

"The vital signs of the Flying Pokémon fighting Latios are generally normal..."

He swallowed and continued, "Those with weak signs...are the Pokémon that were sent out to intercept that brat!"

what? !

When these words were spoken, almost everyone gasped.

Some even picked up their notebooks and ran to farther places.

After all, the specimen room is not far from their office area!

It’s almost like it’s just a few walls away!

"Don't panic!"

At the critical moment, the woman spoke in time to stop the chaos in the office area.

As everyone turned their attention to the woman, she continued.

"Aren't there still so many Pokémon that can be put into battle? Can't we just control them to intercept them?"

"How can it be that simple?!"

The man hammered the table hard and roared, "One device can only control 100 Pokémon at most. 500 Pokémon will require 5 devices!"

"We already have so many of them," the woman pointed at a palm-sized machine in the corner. "Total of these things, let alone 500, we can control more than 1000 of them!"

"The authority has not been fully released!" the man said, "Do you think I don't want to release all the Pokémon to fight? The superiors only gave one person in our department the authority! We only have the right to control 100 Pokémon!"

"show me!"

The woman seemed stunned by this bolt from the blue. She stretched out her hand in a hurry. "Is our department's equipment with you? Let's take a look..."

The man who was also caught in the crisis was too lazy to worry about so much.

He even forgot the order from his superiors not to give the equipment to others and handed it over casually.

After all, it seems that they are the only departments on the front line.

The man felt a little resentful.

Therefore, he muttered impatiently, "Just show it to you! Anyway, all the Pokémon we can control have been defeated! It's just a pile of scrap metal!"

The woman quickly raised her hand and took the device.

The other hand, placed under the partition, passed stealthily behind the equipment.

From the man's perspective, the woman, who knew nothing about this stuff, just glanced at the device casually and lost interest, then handed it to someone else.

Unfortunately, before the next person's hand touched the device, the man seemed to have regained some of his senses and hurriedly straightened his upper body to take the device back.

"It's enough if someone has seen it!" The man quickly stuffed the device into his inner pocket and zipped up his jacket to cover it up. "Anyway, you won't understand it anyway... I'll break it later..."

"It's over, it's over..."

Many people have no time to pay attention to the man's inconsistent behavior.

Some people cried and held their heads in their hands, while others turned and ran away.

The woman just slowly sat back in her seat and took out her cell phone from her pocket.

"Bingo."

The woman's white fingertips swiped across the screen.

The same operating platform as on the men's device appears on the phone.

"Let me see how many are left in the warehouse..."

The woman's raised eyebrows made her look more heroic.

"678? That's more than I expected."

Then the woman put away her phone, her rosy cheeks turned pale, she picked up the notebook with trembling arms, and ran away with the crowd like other colleagues.

Until passing a corner, the cat ear headband that was particularly conspicuous in the crowd suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The surveillance camera that was constantly scanning overhead only captured the scene of the woman sticking out her tongue in provocation.

The next moment, a hunched man wearing thick round-framed glasses walked tremblingly towards another passage with fewer people.

"What should I praise you for?"

The man used a folder to hide his smile from under his heavy glasses, and murmured in a low voice, "Xiao Lingyou, Xiao Lingyou..."

"You really are very smart."

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Right now

Kitazawa Reiyu's wrists were firmly fixed to the iron platform with strong iron handcuffs.

Sweat slid down his forehead, a few drops hung on his eyelashes, and every breath was accompanied by a violent rise and fall of his chest.

His muscles were tense beneath his skin, and his sweat-soaked shirt hem was slightly lifted, revealing his strong and muscular abdominal lines.

He spoke slowly under Cole's cold gaze.

Cole frowned, "Louder."

Kitazawa Lingyou made a hoarse sound, and the corners of his lips curled up noticeably.

He spoke again in a hoarse voice.

“…You lose.”