Pokémon: I'm a detective, not the sixth one.

"Damn old man."

Mewtwo stood there with a frown on his face, staring at Xia Bo hesitantly.

It decided to lend a helping hand temporarily, because Xia Bo's body was still warm at this moment. With its super recovery methods and many magical powers, there might still be a chance of rescue.

But if we leave it alone and miss the golden time to save his life, then even if we send him to the Pokémon Center right now, it will be too late to save him.

Thinking of this, Chaomeng wrapped his palm with a warm regenerative force and gently placed it on Xia Bo's heart and abdomen. When the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, it squeezed out some sticky liquid from its body in a magical way.

It seemed to be its unique blood, or like the source of energy that was transported into its body through countless pipes during the time when it was imprisoned in a container by Team Rocket for research.

In short, as this sticky liquid flowed into Xia Bo's body like a "blood transfusion", the latter's face actually became much rosier!

Compared to him, Mewtwo's already gray face gradually became even paler!

"Um……"

Old Master Xia, who was lying in a pool of blood, groaned in a daze.

He slowly raised his head, revealing his face covered in his own blood, and looked around in confusion.

As his pupils gradually focused, he saw the humanoid creature in front of him and was immediately extremely surprised!

"Huh? Mewtwo?? Why are you here?"

Hearing Xia Bo's question, Chaomeng glanced at him with a pale face.

"I am free to be wherever I want to be. Do I have to report to you like before?"

Xia Bo was stunned for a moment, then scratched his bald head awkwardly.

"Haha... look at what you said. I didn't mean that. I was just impressed that you came here to save my life!"

Hearing this, Mewtwo looked at Xia Bo expressionlessly, feeling that he had recovered his strength and didn't need his help with the rest.

"I have your blood flowing in my body, and today, I give it back to you."

After saying that, Mewtwo turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Xia Bo.

"Wait, what do you mean by 'returned to me'?"

Xia Bo tried to get up from the ground, but he had only saved his life. His energy and blood were still severely deficient, and he soon fell again due to weak legs.

"Ouch!"

The old man's falling movement was a little funny, but it also attracted Mewtwo's attention.

He simply sat on the ground, rubbing his buttocks, and continued: "My blood is already self-sufficient in your body, and what you give me is just a small part!

You are so arrogant and say "give it back to me". Do you think you are cool? Unless you squeeze all the blood out of your body and die on the spot, what is the meaning of "give it back to me"?

Blood can be regenerated over a long period of time. Can you repay it in this lifetime?"

Hearing this, Mewtwo was immediately furious. This old man's mouth was still as annoying as before!

"So what do you want? Do I owe you more after saving you?"

Seeing that Mewtwo was a little unhappy, Xia Bo suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, you seem to have changed a lot! I remember that you used to hate being dragged out by Sakaki to fight every day, and you always came to me to seek death, asking me to destroy you as soon as possible!

At that time, you can't die, you can't find an opponent in a fight, and the boredom with life in your heart is all written on your face!

But now, I told you to return the blood to me, why are you acting like you didn't hear me? In the past, you would have wanted to die right there in front of me, right?"

Being teased by Mr. Xia, Chaomeng frowned and rolled his eyes at him.

"I don't want to die now. I still have a lot to protect."

"Yo yo yo! 'I~ still~ have~ a~ lot~ of~ things~ that~ need~ to~ protect.'" Xia Bo stretched his neck and repeated Mewtwo's words in a nasty tone. His expression was simply that of a frivolous old man.

There was no way, he and Mewtwo were too familiar with each other. For Xia Bo, Mewtwo was not only the result of his life's research, but also had another meaning similar to his "child". He liked to play with it when he had nothing to do.

"...You damn old man!" Chaomeng glared at him, exhaled heavily, and then said coldly: "Humph, haven't you changed a lot? You even participated in the police team's operations. I really look at you with new eyes!

Why, do you know that you have committed serious sins and want to do good deeds in this way?"

Xia Bo was retorted by Mewtwo, but there was no displeasure on his face. Instead, he laughed even louder.

"Hahaha! Do I still need to do good deeds? I have already created the perfect you! And you, have many things that need to be protected!

As long as you live well and help those weak Pokémon, when God calculates your merits, can I be left out of your share?"

After hearing this, Mewtwo really couldn't stand this damn old man anymore.

It no longer wanted to be long-winded, because it could never get the upper hand over this old man every time!

"I really regret resuscitating you. It would have been more pleasing to the eye if you were lying on the ground motionless!"

Mewtwo complained harshly, then left the laboratory without looking back.

After he left, Xia Bo quickly stood up with the help of the table and looked around for the USB flash drive he had plugged into the device.

He soon breathed a sigh of relief. The masked man who assassinated him did not take the USB drive and seemed to have no interest in Team Rocket's secret information.

Xia Bo carefully analyzed the other party's identity and purpose, but at this time, a shout came from outside the corridor.

"Grandpa! Where are you?"

Hearing Lu Yi's voice, Xia Bo immediately wanted to respond, but he suddenly remembered all the regrets before his death, so his heart ached and he lay back in the pool of blood silently.

He wanted to take this opportunity to have a good chat with Lu Yi and speak out the words that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time.

……

The outer corridor of the study room.

Lu Yi stood there with his eyes wide open, staring at the big sign in front of him, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Lak, Rotom... I think we've walked this road before? Did you see the sign for this laboratory before?"

"No! Loto!"

Rotom's face was also filled with shock, and both of them felt as if they had seen a ghost!

"What's going on!" Lu Yi couldn't understand it at all. With such a big room, how come he was like blind and couldn't see anything before?

He took a few quick steps, then suddenly remembered something and looked down at the shadow under his feet.

"Did you do this?"

Lu Yi's first reaction was that the mischievous Dieshi board had secretly played a trick on him. Otherwise, how else could he explain what was happening before his eyes?

However, as Lu Yi raised the question, Dieshiban suddenly ran out from the shadows with his teeth bared, like a wronged child!

Its coffin-like body was shattered and tightly bound by thick black lines, squeaking and screaming non-stop!

That expression seemed to say:

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