Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

"Damn it, cooperate a little, kid!" A male reporter complained dissatisfiedly, with shameless anger in his eyes. In front of him stood a boy about five or six years old. The boy was crying loudly, and his little friend seemed to have run far away because of fear.

"How rude." The woman agreed and looked at the other man next to her, "Hey, Leeson, how's the shooting going?"

"Almost done... let me adjust the color." Li Sen, who was holding the camera in his hand, fiddled with it for a while and then made an OK gesture, and the other two also nodded in satisfaction.

"Hey! Hey!" A furry ball less than one meter tall was trying its best to stand in front of the boy. The shrill cry seemed to be trying to drive the three people away.

"Asshole, I've been putting up with you for a long time, do you know that?" The man who didn't take the photo said unhappily, while throwing the Poké Ball in his hand, "Golbat, teach him a lesson!"

However, before he finished speaking, the noise here caused a young boy who was passing by and looked listless to stop in his tracks. Even the hungry little Snorlax that looked like a zombie also stopped behind him. The boy's blue eyes shifted and looked in the direction of the few people, saying, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Where did this little brat come from? Leeson, Bailey, didn't you say that there was no one on the streets here during this period? Never mind, it's just a little brat." The man who released Zubat was still shouting, not noticing the change in the boy's expression after he saw the situation clearly. "Zuzbat, teach this little brat a lesson for meddling in other people's business."

The other two did not refute, because there were usually almost no people on this street at this time, and their main target of this trip was the orphans in the orphanage, and the old lady on the road was an unexpected surprise.

Looking at the man's familiar arrangement, he must have done similar things many times. Of course, the man didn't think that the kid opposite had the strength to resist. Could it be relying on that little Snorlax?

"Wait, something seems wrong..." The pupils of the woman named Bailey shrank. She had been sizing up the boy carefully since she first saw him. She felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

The boy had black hair and blue eyes. He wore a red hat on his head and a matching red scarf around his neck. With the black and white short-sleeved shirt and his somewhat silly face, he even looked a bit silly.

It is also worth mentioning that the boy only has five Poké Balls hanging around his waist.

Suddenly, Bailey had an idea in her mind, and she finally remembered who the other person was. That unique temperament and dress, wasn't he one of the only two Sinnoh illustrated book holders, the Person of Feeling, Diamond?

"Ante, wait a minute..." The moment she reacted, Bailey wanted to stop Ante's actions. The strength of the three of them was okay, but it was far from the point of provoking the holder of the illustrated book. But her words were a little late after all.

"It seems that the Alliance still has a long way to go in its legal education work..." Diamond sighed, looking at the arrogant man in front of him and the Zubat that was flying towards him without even a dodge.

But before Snorlax could make any move, a flash of lightning suddenly came from the sky and knocked the Megaterenchus down with just one strike.

"...Thank you, Rotom." Diamond was slightly stunned, but soon reacted and thanked the air beside him.

"Lotom~" A cheerful cry came from the empty air. This was Rotom's response to Diamond.

At this moment, Aislo, Mary and Pal, who arrived late, saw the situation and surrounded the three reporters to prevent them from escaping.

"I've already called Junsha. They should be here soon." Aislo raised his phone to signal Diamond over there, and also gave his own name. Although they had already recognized each other, the most basic procedures still had to be followed. "Nice to meet you. My name is Aislo."

"My name is Mary." The girl nodded slightly. Morubeko on her shoulder looked at the three people not far away vigilantly, with a strong electric current ready to go.

"Hello, my name is Diamond, you can call me Diamond." Diamond smiled and saw the boy who had stopped crying. He squatted down and carefully took out a lollipop from his arms. This was his last stock. He originally wanted to eat it when he was too hungry, but Diamond still handed the candy over, "Here, this is for you, don't cry."

Diamond's gentle smile was as attractive as Eslo's. The boy walked over tentatively and took the lollipop.

"It's okay. Go find your friends first. They're waiting anxiously over there." Diamond stroked the boy's back gently. The boy looked in the direction Diamond's gaze led him. Sure enough, a group of children were looking at this place nervously and did not leave for a long time.

After watching the boy go away, Diamond stood up again. Recognized by the God of Emotion, Emrido, he possessed delicate emotions that even Scarlet Sun would express his sincere feelings for. His Pokémon team also seemed to imply his tolerant and gentle character, but this did not mean that Diamond was a fool who only knew how to endure.

As for the three reporters in the middle... they are not feeling very well now anyway. Lison even complained wildly in his heart. A divine messenger, two illustrated book holders, and a star trainer, how could these three of them be so valued.

The three of them exchanged glances, as if discussing what to do now. You know, what they had done before was not easy to check, but in the end, the three of them came to the same answer unexpectedly: just leave it alone. What else can they do? They can only admit defeat.

After a brief stalemate, Miss Junsha finally arrived. After understanding the situation, she thanked Aislo and others, and left with the three dejected reporters.

To be honest, the reason why they didn't catch these three reporters for such a long time was actually to see if they could follow the clues to catch a big fish. After all, it is really delicate to stir up conflicts and relations between regions in such a sensitive period of time. But it doesn't matter if the plan is interrupted. Anyway, they have roughly locked on the suspect behind the scenes, that is, the president of the Changlan newspaper. Now they just need to confirm the clues.

After waving goodbye to Junsha from Zhuqing City, Aislo, Mary, Pal and Diamond also gathered together.