dmims Chapter 129 Gengar, Clefairy, and Hide and Seek
Chapter 129 Gengar, Clefairy, and Hide and Seek
Chapter 129 Gengar, Clefairy, and Hide and Seek
Around 10 a.m. the next day, the detective, who had been sleeping in late at the unfamiliar hotel, was woken up by a violent shaking.
I thought I would see a little fire monkey, but when I opened my eyes, I was met with a pair of ferocious scarlet eyes.
Hugo yawned, probably because he had been too tense during his confrontation with the King of Plasma Group last night, which caused him to have nightmares.
He lifted the blanket, as if to lie down again.
As a result, two rows of pearly white teeth suddenly appeared beneath those large red eyes. The jaw opened, and a pink tongue, cool and inviting, stretched out like a spread-out blanket towards the sleepy person on the bed.
But the tongue did not manage to lick the detective's cheek as desired.
Hugo's hands, which were pulling the blanket upwards, suddenly changed direction, whipping it upwards so that the blanket flew up, blocking the uninvited guest's view in an instant.
When the blanket was pulled down, Hugo, who had been lying on the bed, had disappeared.
This uninvited guest then revealed its true form: a dark purple Pokémon with short arms and legs, a round body, pointed ears, and spikes on its back—it was a Gengar.
At this moment, the Ghost-type Pokémon that had wandered in floated above the room and looked around curiously—where did that human go?
The single room was very cramped, with only three places to hide: under the bed, behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and in the bathroom next to the entrance.
Gengar first reached its short arms towards the bed, penetrating the blankets and bed frame to reach underneath, grabbing at it many times as if catching fish, but it caught nothing.
So it simply stuck its head under the bed to see if anyone was hiding there. The result was still disappointing – the area under the bed was empty.
The fat purple ghost was annoyed, but then floated to the window and suddenly pulled open the curtains that were hanging to the ground—unfortunately, there was no one inside.
Gengar puffed out its cheeks and menacingly approached the bathroom entrance. With a whoosh, it pierced through the door and peered inside, its large face contorted into a wicked grin.
Now there's no escaping it, is there?
However, it was just an ordinary bathroom with nowhere to hide. Even the separate shower area was only covered by frosted glass, so there was no detective inside.
Now it was the Pokémon's turn to panic. It had only meant to play a prank and scare someone, but now it had made a huge mistake, scaring the person away. How was it going to explain this to its owner?
It struggled to pull its head out of the door, and as it turned its head, it saw a scene that the ghost would never forget—
Bathed in the morning light, a pale face was gaunt and bony, with large whites of the eyes seeping bloodshot from their deep sockets. A gruesome, gaping wound marred the face, as if something had viciously gnawed at it, and half of the tongue dangled precariously from the corner of the mouth, swaying precariously with the heavy, labored breathing of a broken bellows...
The creature in front of them was still vomiting large amounts of a mixture of blood and saliva from its mouth, as if in a convulsive manner.
"Geng Ga!!!"
Gengar was startled and momentarily forgot to materialize, crashing into the bathroom door behind it with a thud. Then, for some reason, just as it was about to make a move, it slipped and fell due to dizziness.
Landing on its bottom, it was utterly terrified. Forgetting all about the dignity of a ghost Pokémon, it scrambled to the only bed in the room, burying its head in the soft blankets like a frightened Dudu, its short tail sticking out and trembling uncontrollably.
In the entryway, only a detective remained, his clothes stained with artificial blood.
Using his fingers to lift his eyelids and return his eyes to their normal position, Hugo put his hands on his hips, both amused and annoyed. To try and play tricks on this detective was utterly foolish.
After lifting the blankets, Hugo first hid behind the floor-length curtains, then moved back to the bedside while Gengar was shoving its head under the bed. Seizing the opportunity, just as the purple ghost was about to pull its head out, Hugo rolled under the bed almost simultaneously, easily completing a standard disappearing act in a locked room.
Seeing that Gengar only wanted to play a prank, and now it was lying in the blankets with a somewhat submissive and coquettish attitude, the detective immediately understood where this Gengar came from.
So I simply left it behind, took a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
As Hugo stretched out his tongue to wash off the edible ink used to create optical illusions, hurried footsteps sounded outside the single room.
Before anyone could knock, the detective opened the door and found Azure looking completely overwhelmed, along with Chimchar and Piplup who had been running around helping her all morning.
"Hugo, have you seen a Gengar?" the girl asked anxiously.
"Catch up on your sleep over there." The detective pointed to the bed behind him. "By the way, how many are you still missing?"
"I'm still missing Clefairy. It used 'Shrink' and disappeared somewhere... Wait, how did you know what I was looking for?"
"You saw N's posture yesterday and thought it was going to be a decisive battle with Team Plasma, so you planned to gather your team in case of any unforeseen circumstances. This kind of hotel is not a professional Pokémon Center, and the Pokémon transfer device is a bit unstable. The newly delivered Pokémon are affected by the radio waves during communication and sometimes they can break free of their Poké Balls and run around freely for a while. The fact that you asked Chimchar and Piplup for help means that you have more than one lost Pokémon."
Hugo casually guessed what the girl had experienced that morning and then commented, "I am not against solving problems with force, but the situation is not as serious as you think."
"You're right, that's exactly what happened this morning... but why wasn't it that serious?"
While using a black and yellow Ultra Ball to put Gengar into a Poké Ball, Azure asked the detective with a puzzled look.
"In this Liyong City, we don't need to face a plasma team as large-scale as the one that was deployed at Qibao Museum. In this investigation, we will only face one opponent, N."
"You mean, he doesn't command his Team Plasma members?"
"That's natural. I could probably guess what he'd do next. He'd follow that flawed line of reasoning and investigate the factory manager and the Liyong City Police Department, which would inevitably lead to a conflict with local law enforcement. That's why I said he'd be going to jail. By the way, you should have noticed the contradictions in N's reasoning, right?"
“Yes. I figured it out yesterday.” The girl nodded. “The biggest problem is that his reasoning contradicts Mr. Telt’s testimony. The Pokémon couldn’t have come from different factories because the breeder secretly went back to the explosion site after the incident and personally confirmed the identity of the dead Pokémon.”
“Yes.” The detective sighed. “N’s oversight was that he was more willing to believe the opinions of Pokémon on the street than human testimonies. However, Pokémon and humans think in fundamentally different ways. Many things that are obvious to humans are overlooked by Pokémon, while many things that seem suspicious to Pokémon are perfectly normal to passersby.”
"His calculations are distorted." Hugo picked up the little Chimchar and Piplup from the ground and continued speaking to himself—
"For example, if N were to follow the local newspaper in Liyong City, he would see that the visit of the League official to the Liyong City Power Plant was a perfectly normal inspection, and it even took up a small section of the newspaper that day. In other factories, when Pokémon witness their companions disappear, it is very likely that the Pokémon living in the factory have escaped and never returned. It's just that Pokémon are simple-minded, so they often use conspiracy theories such as disappearance and death."
Azure had fully understood, but the detective insisted on adding more details—
"This is what is called a perspective problem. When you focus on things on the ground, it is difficult to distinguish the patterns on the ceiling. The more you pay attention to your surroundings, the easier it is to ignore the discordant things in yourself."
“It’s a matter of perspective…” The assistant sighed deeply, but then suddenly moved—her right hand shot up like lightning and covered something on the top of her sun hat.
"They actually went to this extent to remind me? Don't they have any faith in my abilities?" Azure complained to the detective, slowly opening her right hand, which was clenched into a fist and holding something.
In the palm of my hand is a Clefairy that has shrunk to the size of an eraser using the "Shrink" skill.
It stood there, small and delicate, looking at the two humans who were as big as hills, jumping and hopping around indignantly, as if it were cursing.