Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

After getting out of the car, several police officers skillfully put up warning signs, set up cordons, and then stood outside the alley to block people who wanted to watch the fun.

Two policemen holding Poké Balls slowly entered with the lights on. It was obvious that they were investigating the situation inside.

Uncle Qing stood next to Qing Muji and took a quick look. Although he didn't know the specific situation inside, it didn't stop Uncle Qing from teasing his nephew.

"Since you came here, things have happened one after another. You really are not the reincarnation of a disaster star to cause trouble for me."

Uncle Qing smiled, Qingmu Tsugumi was helpless.

"Maybe it's because I'm excited that something may not really happen. There's also the matter in the sewer in front. Even if I don't report this matter, you will find out sooner or later. I just play a role in accelerating it."

Qingmu Tsugumi looked confident when he said this, because most of the things were indeed not his, and these things happened naturally and it was absolutely not his fault.

While talking, the two police officers who had just entered came out and came directly to Uncle Qing to report.

"There was a lot of blood at the scene, mostly on the back side of the trash can, and there were no signs of a fight."

Uncle Qing nodded, and the environmental investigators would come over later to investigate the details of the scene.

Information about the trash cans in this alley was also sent here. Because it is in the corner, people living nearby seldom throw garbage here. Most of them are thrown in the trash can in front, because there is also a trash can in front.

Just beside the road.

Several people wearing white protective clothing went in one after another. They wanted to investigate the environment inside. Knowing that the elf was definitely seriously injured at the time with such large-scale bleeding marks, this could be regarded as a big case.

Qing Muji felt that he had nothing to do with him here, so he nodded. Today, he heard that the volunteer department asked them to get off work early because of this matter, so this evening is his free time.

Uncle Qing waved his hand and did not stop his nephew from leaving. Although the person at the first scene of the crime had to take notes, he trusted his nephew's character. Besides, the situation at that time was that his nephew did not directly enter the crime scene but stood at the scene.

If you smell something outside, you will call the police, so even if you ask, you won't be able to find out anything.

Soon the on-site investigators came out to report.

"There were indeed no traces of fighting or human footprints at the scene, so there was indeed only one elf who was seriously injured and was hiding here to recuperate."

She looked like a young girl, probably an intern, and the old man next to her was his master.

"The report doesn't mention the key points. Hey, let me go back and read more books on this subject.

First of all, there are large-scale friction marks at the scene, and the marks are winding, so this may be a snake-shaped elf. There is a corner of the scene where the dust should have printed the pattern of the elf when it crawled. We have obtained photos to prepare

I went back to compare the patterns and also collected a little blood."

Uncle Qing looked at the photos taken at the scene and thought about it carefully.

"I know, thank you for your hard work. Notify the cleaning department to clean the traces on the scene and clean all the blood. Don't let ordinary citizens see it to avoid causing a certain amount of panic."

The police car came and went quickly, but two or three policemen still stopped at the scene and waited for the cleaning team to arrive.

After Uncle Qing returned to the office, he sat directly on the chair and pulled out a folder from the document pile. It was one of the folders created during that day's operation.

Turning to a few pages, Uncle Qing fell into deep thought. Above were several photos of the scene.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the office door, and Uncle Qing was suddenly awakened. He closed the folder and said softly, "Come in."

The wooden door was opened, and the person knocking on the door was the policeman who was beginning to enter his semi-elderly years.

"The test results are out. The inspection department has compared the friction patterns and blood at the scene to confirm the identity of the elf. This is the report."

As a result, when Uncle Qing flipped through the folder he was handed over, he saw a picture of an elf.

It has a slender and stout body, and its colors are dark gray, yellow and lavender.

Dark gray occupies the whole body with yellow as its pattern, a little purple stripe on the tail, eyes and under the body, two long blood-red tusks and a blade-like tail.

"The rice spoon snake? Why did it appear here? Was it abandoned?"

Uncle Qing knocked on the table, then took out the blue folder he just closed, opened one of the pages and fell into deep thought again.

"Come over and take a look, compare it, and see what you think of."

Uncle Qing suddenly waved the old policeman over, pushed the two documents over and placed them in front of the old policeman.

One of the documents contained several photos, all of which were of several different people, each with a different appearance, but without exception they all had one characteristic: pale skin all over their body and a huge scratch on their throat.

The old policeman's eyes slightly wrinkled. These were the members of the processing factory. However, the difference was that when they broke into the processing factory and subdued the processing factory members, they found them above the beams. When they asked the other members, they were completely dissatisfied.

Know when it is.

The wound was a cut, and there were many things that caused it, but such a huge cut could not be considered to be caused by humans, it was the hand of elves.

Considering that their bodies were found above the beam, it was first speculated that they had the ability to fly and could use their own body parts to cause cuts and wounds, and then the trainers who fit the characteristics of the elves focused on monitoring them. Of course, all this was done silently

conduct.

"Now that I see this photo of an elf, all my thoughts and conclusions have been overturned. After all, you don't need to fly but you can also crawl."

He was now a little unsure as to why the elves would take action against humans.

“Post a report to warn citizens to stay away, and organize a manpower search immediately.

No matter what the reason is for that elf to take action, it must be controlled, after all, we don’t dare to gamble.”

Uncle Qing didn't dare to bet whether he hated the processing plants or humans.

On the other side, Qing Muji was humming happily. He planned to ask Charizard to accompany him to work tomorrow. The situation in Feiyun City is not right now. He has encountered many things in just a few days. To be on the safe side, he should ask his supporter to accompany him as a precaution.

Just in case.

(How should I put it? I also wrote this with mixed feelings. This is the second partner in the true sense, or the third, and Ibrahimovic is currently taking the second place.

You only need to know that the processing factory is the second chapter that prompts the protagonist to strengthen his beliefs and find his own direction, and at the same time, the tragic experience of the third person is about to be slowly revealed.)