Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

The construction team quickly cleared away the pile of police debris in a few hours.

Starting from tomorrow, work will be carried out very quickly, and soon a brand new police station will reappear. It can be said that if the old does not go away, the new will not come.

The police rented a house not far away, after all, they needed a temporary office space.

At this time, the house is always lit at night. If a guilty person walks in, it will be very scary, because there are many police inside.

At this time, most of the police officers gathered in this house and they were celebrating.

One of Uncle Qing's hands is still wrapped in a bandage. He is currently speaking on a temporary stage set up. The heroic Junsha and the amiable old policeman stand on both sides of him.

"Today is a happy day. We have successfully taken down a huge gang organization, four dens, seized countless stolen money, and captured hundreds of people. It can be said to be a great victory."

Every police officer had excitement on their face. After all, they were all participating in this huge capture operation. Everyone had a special sense of honor and excitement.

"The Alliance is aware of and approves of this highly successful operation. I believe there will be some movement from above soon. Those who deserve merit will be judged, and those who deserve rewards will be rewarded."

The success of the operation made Uncle Qing, who had always been cold and cold, keep a faint smile, and the alliance police below became even more excited.

"But even though we are talking about celebrating, you should not go up to drink, otherwise as colleagues, we will not be merciful."

Laughter could be heard from below the alliance police. Although every alliance policeman held a cup in his hand during this celebration, it was only a drink. After all, the celebration mouth had to work, and they did not know how to drink.

This time, not only were there a lot of drinks, but a chef with good skills was specially invited to cook a lot of delicious dishes. A lot of delicious dishes were going to be served. It was a pity that there were brothers patrolling outside at this time. After all, it was all night.

Those who go on patrol can only wait for someone to take them over and feed them.

The old policeman did not go down to celebrate together, including Junsha next to him. They still had things to discuss.

"There are still a few people on the run, but the identities of those arrested can be confirmed through their confessions and some lists. They can't escape.

The elf vehicle that also transported the gourmet suspects had an accident.”

Uncle Qing sighed and thought, as expected, Junsha also frowned slightly.

"How is the situation? Is it serious?"

Uncle Qing was worried that the angry Avengers would do something unexpected.

"There were no casualties. The target only destroyed the inventory box at the back and took away the six elves.

Our personnel followed the trajectory of the target's movement and discovered the six Poké Balls. This is a photo of the scene."

The old policeman handed over a document, and Uncle Qing opened it page by page, with an increasingly solemn expression on his face, and handed the document to Junsha.

"According to the on-site observers' speculation, the target should first destroy a Poké Ball and kill it instantly while it is in a trance. Then there will be a big melee. There are many broken body tissues at the scene. After putting them together, it can be said that three of the Arbo Snakes are dead and the remaining ones are

may be seriously injured, and the target we are tracking may also be seriously injured.”

"Have the elves been injured or killed? Damn it!" Junsha closed the file angrily.

"We already felt bad after losing his whereabouts in the first operation. It can be speculated that the target and the gourmet have an irresolvable hatred.

But the operation involved our police force, and we were unable to devote our attention to protecting the transport vehicles. Unfortunately, we thought it was a secret transport but we didn't expect it to be discovered."

Uncle Qing sighed, and Junsha next to him also expressed her thoughts.

"Wait a minute and I will lead people to track it immediately. The target is too lethal and I can't afford to take action against ordinary people. Not to mention that the target is seriously injured now. Vigilance and preparedness are at their strongest at this moment."

"please."

After receiving the handed document, Junsha quietly retreated, and at the same time, two or three special operations team members also quietly left the celebration scene.

"Have you checked the identities of those customers?"

"It's confirmed that most of them are wealthy people and have not participated in the direct sale of elves. However, according to the criminal law, their participation in this kind of gambling is enough for them to eat a pot."

Uncle Qing nodded with satisfaction. Those people at least faced huge fines and nearly a year of prison reform.

He patted the old policeman on the shoulder and whispered "Thank you for your hard work". The latter just smiled kindly and sorted out the documents in his hand.

The lively celebration venue did not make Uncle Qing want to get involved. There were still many unsolved matters on his mind that made him have no interest in participating in the celebration. However, there was another matter that had to be resolved before that.

At the back door, Qing Muji didn't care about the dust on the steps on the back door. He just sat there and looked up at the night sky above the yard.

Although it has been 11 years since time travel, and he has been mentally prepared for this matter, as more and more things unfold in front of him, he finds that his ability to accept them is not that strong.

There are some potential conflicts in the relationship between humans and elves. Some unscrupulous trainers abandon elves at will, beat and scold them, causing psychological harm, regardless of their physical pain just to let themselves win.

At the same time, there are people in the Elf Sanctuary who go out of their way to capture these well-taken care of elves, because these elves are better built and stronger than those in the wild and can be sold for greater profits.

Today, I witnessed a bloody and tragic gambling, where two irrational elves were fighting on the stage, and countless people vented their inner darkness around them. The organizers were seeking profits. There was no psychological burden at all from these tragic scenes, because in their eyes

In my mind, this is just a money-making tool.

Why is this happening? Qing Muji kept asking himself in his heart. He felt very sad, just like a dry hand grabbing his beating heart and squeezing it little by little. It hurt, really hurt.

(The plot advances bit by bit, and Qingmu Tsugumi grows bit by bit. This is both necessary and excessive. I believe most of you already know what the protagonist’s future career will be.)