dmims Chapter 143 As if Lost in a Fog
Chapter 143 As if Lost in a Fog
Chapter 153 As if Lost in a Fog
As dusk approached, Hugo emerged from the shadows of the city.
By this time, the wild battle in the industrial zone had ended. Just as N had previously controlled "Hugo," preventing the two girls from launching an attack, the long-lurking Ditto, after capturing the green-haired youth, caused the wild Pokémon tide, which had been desperately trying to break through the park gates, to stop again and begin to show signs of disintegration.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Azure and Douzi sent out their Pokémon to disrupt the opponent's formation.
Although the wild Pokémon appeared numerous, without a leader, they were clearly no match for the main force of professional players. Furthermore, the strange influence N had previously exerted on them dissipated with his unconsciousness, severing the emotional bond between the wild Pokémon.
Whether human or Pokémon, when they gather in groups, they tend to amplify the good and bad aspects of their emotions. Conversely, when wild Pokémon are no longer united, the deep anger that once burned in their eyes is extinguished. The instinct of fear and the rationality of seeking advantage and avoiding harm overwhelm the long-standing resentment, and their attacks become powerless.
Azure and Douzi didn't let this opportunity pass. Blastoise's "Hydro Cannon" roared, and Serperior's "Leaf Storm" was stronger than the last. In less than ten minutes, the wild Pokémon were routed and scattered in the opposite direction of the wilderness. The two ancient Pokémon were unable to turn the tide of the battle and had no choice but to hide in the distant forests and caves.
Only Zoroark kept transforming into various Pokémon, like a reckless assassin, launching attacks on the two girls holding the green-haired youth hostage with endless methods—until it was hit in the back by a "Focus Blast" from the vengeful Gengar, and then it and N fell unconscious on the ground.
With the battle over, the beast tide crisis in Liyong City was resolved.
Upon hearing the good news, the detective, who had split up with his assistant, looked relaxed. He took off the cheap Bluetooth earphones he had bought from the convenience store, casually stuffed them into the pocket of his white coat, and strolled over to the building.
Before Hugo lay N's original target, the Liyong City Police Department, the intersection of public power and violence in the entire city.
Instead of barging in, the detective went straight to the police officer on duty at the entrance.
The police officer stood ramrod straight, a brown-skinned tantrum perched on his shoulder. The man and his pet kept their eyes fixed on the crowds coming and going outside the police station, looking quite dutiful.
"Excuse me, is Officer Jenny here at the police station?"
The detective in the white coat greeted them naturally and handed over the forged identification.
“I am a columnist for Feiyun City Weekly, and most of the columns I write are related to criminal cases. Before that police officer was transferred to your police station, our publication consulted her about the progress of an investigation into a four-year-old cold case. Recently, there have been some different rumors and clues about that case in Feiyun City, so I came here to the police station where she was transferred to, hoping to hear her professional opinions again.”
Officer Jenny did indeed transfer to the police station from another city two years ago... Listening to the detective's lies, which contained not a single word of truth but were logically sound and full of realism, the police officers on duty initially dismissed them, but by the end they completely believed them.
As the probing mouse on his shoulder stared at Detective Hugo with its large, red and yellow eyes, the officer remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was secretly thrilled to witness a case buried for many years resurface.
Every police officer harbors a dream of becoming the protagonist in a crime drama. Even if they can't become the protagonist, being a likable and righteous supporting character in the story is still pretty good.
So, with an enthusiasm rarely seen in a guard on duty, he immediately responded: "Understood, I'll contact Sergeant Jenny to report this matter right away."
He unfolded a thick telephone directory, preparing to dial the landline in the guard booth.
"Excuse me," Hugo said apologetically, interrupting the other person's actions.
“This happened more than two years ago, and the case itself is four years old. Relying on vague messages from a middleman might not be enough to remind the officer of this case. Could you take me directly to the police station to see her? Moreover, Officer Jenny said back then that this case was of great importance and that she should be informed immediately of any new leads. Although the case has been suspended for four years, the investigation cannot be delayed for even a second. I would also prefer to meet with Officer Jenny directly.”
“I see… But I have to stand guard, and the rules don’t allow trainers to leave Pokémon behind to take their shifts, so I can’t come with you to the police station…”
Confused by Hugo's long speech, the guard was caught in a dilemma, unsure of what to do, while his scouting mouse shook its head regretfully.
When people are confused, they are very likely to follow the steps offered by others.
The detective, adopting a helpful demeanor, suggested, "How about this: when you report to your superior, be vague and just say that someone has obtained important information that needs to be reported. Then, let me enter the police station under the pretext of reporting important intelligence, and go inside the building to find Officer Jenny myself?"
"good idea!"
After thinking it over, the guard found that the procedure was indeed feasible, so he happily adopted the detective's suggestion, picked up the telephone receiver, pressed the buttons on the keypad one by one to contact his superior, and at the same time opened the door of the police station.
He was completely unaware that he was allowing a suspicious individual with absolutely no connection to the police station to enter the police building. Aside from a forged identification document, the individual produced no evidence whatsoever to prove their identity or purpose.
The detective smiled, bowed to the dutiful guard and Detective Mouse, and continued to walk with a light step into the police station.
When the guard opened the contact book earlier, Hugo had already guessed Officer Jenny's office location based on the arrangement pattern, so he walked without any doubt.
To avoid encountering more police officers in the elevator, Hugo deliberately chose to climb the fire escape to the sixth floor where Officer J.J.A. was located.
However, Hugo miscalculated this time; he forgot the chemical reaction fostered by the unique office environment and special architectural structure of civil service units—
Smoking is not allowed in the police station's indoor spaces, but many of the tough detectives are heavy smokers. Therefore, when they have a moment to spare, they need to find a convenient and secluded place, preferably one with a small window nearby, to relieve their cravings.
The fire escape that Hugo was climbing had a small window at each corner of every floor. Because of this, the staircase, which should have been a common route, had become a gathering place for smokers. It was the awkward time before get off work ended, and there were an unusually large number of people slacking off.
And so, the detective, head down, climbing the stairs, would occasionally brush past the police officers who were slacking off and smoking. Most of the latter wouldn't even glance at Hugo, either engrossed in their phones, enjoying the pleasure of the harmful fumes passing through their lungs, or chatting quietly with their colleagues who were also slacking off, puffing away together. But a small number would turn around with interest to look at this figure who had never appeared in the police station before.
In just a few short flights of stairs, Hugo managed to create the feeling of traversing a wild meadow while dodging elf battles.
Fortunately, the police officers who were slacking off at work had no intention of wasting their leisure time, so no one came forward to cause trouble for this suspicious person, allowing him to reach the fifth floor, the target's fifth floor, in front of Officer Jenny's office.
The rank was actually sheriff, and his seniority seemed to be much higher than Officer Jenny of Flying Cloud City... Hugo, who was secretly thinking this when he saw the door number, knocked on the door and carefully entered the office after receiving a "come in" response.
Before me stood an older Ms. Officer Jenny, who, though also wearing the same beige United Police uniform, exuded a much more composed and mature aura.
Despite the absence of any outsiders in the office and the fact that it was nearing the end of the workday, the female sheriff still maintained a solemn demeanor, sitting upright in an armchair behind her dark desk, with neatly stacked folders and testimonies in front of her.
Upon seeing Hugo, she wrinkled her nose, her gaze immediately sharpening. Then, without hesitation, she pressed the detective for answers—
"This is the fifth floor, yet you came up the fire escape. This shows that you neither want to take the elevator and be with the police, nor are you familiar with the daily operations of this police station. So, you guilty intruder, what is your purpose in coming before me?"
The detective suddenly felt a sense of oppression coming from behind him, and turned around to see—
A Gothic lady, resembling a classical maid, appeared behind him, her hands clasped in front of her, her head bowed respectfully, her black skirt precisely pressing down on the detective's shadow cast on the ground.
The "Shadow Tag" ability prevents a Pokémon or human from leaving the battle.
This Officer Jenny is truly remarkable. What is her connection to the factory explosion?
Despite having his escape route blocked by Pokémon, Hugo remained calm and even felt a surge of joy in his heart.
The taciturn and tight-lipped Factory Manager William, the seemingly rough but actually meticulous training consultant Telt, the electrical engineer and advocate for the Elf Liberation Movement Arno, the Alliance official who visited the power plant according to N, the ordinary employee who died in an accident two years ago, the stakeholders of the old-style power plant, and now, the excellent and experienced Sheriff Officer Officer Jenny in front of us...
What kind of drama are these people putting on?