Pokemon Dawn

At night, in front of the temporary prison.

The guard guarding the door looked sad, as if he had been hungry all day and had his dessert taken away, leaving only spicy dishes to eat.

Seeing the two people walking towards each other, the guard's eyes lit up, "Head of the Patriarch"

"Thank you for your hard work." The red-haired pseudo-boy smiled and nodded to the guard, "How is the situation?"

"That little girl still refuses to speak."

Ye responded, "I know, let's go try to talk to her."

"Oh, please come in."

The guard stepped aside from the door in confusion, looking curiously at the outsider following the clan leader.

He had seen the young guest fighting last night, and he also knew that he had captured the young thief with the gun. Just why did the patriarch take this child with him?

Could it be that this guest is also a master of torture?

The guard was so frightened by his own imagination that when Xiaoye walked by and nodded to him, he jumped three feet away, making Xiaoye and the young clan leader look at each other blankly.

"He probably has purple phobia, don't worry about it, just go in." Ye may have been trained by the clan members who are always making fools of themselves. He was stunned for a moment before calmly opening the door and calling Xiao Ye into the house.

The reason was so bad that even the Pichu on the girl's shoulder was whispering "What the hell is purple phobia?"

The two of them walked underground together, and the rare cool air of the Southern Islands filled the cellar that had not seen light for a long time.

The man with a depressed look stood up and said, "Chief, she refuses to say anything."

Xiaoye looked at the black-haired girl opposite the man, her hands tightly tied behind her back, her head lowered and her expression unclear.

She had just stood still, as if her senses other than vision had already locked onto the identity of the visitor, when the girl suddenly raised her head and her eyes struck Xiao Ye fiercely.

Sensing the deep hatred in those eyes, Xiaoye completely understood the meaning of why Karma brought her here.

The Wind Thief has always been cunning, and has been enemies with the Fire People for many years. He would rather be beaten several times than reveal even a word of information to his enemies.Therefore, the left-behind team focused their energy on interrogating the underage child.

It's just that Feng Thief's hatred education for children seems to be very thorough. The girl has been silent since being imprisoned in the temporary prison. No matter whether the interrogator threatens, insults or tests, no one even knows her name.

However, when the person in front of her is the culprit who put her in this situation, can a child under ten years old still remain calm?

"It's better to forget it, clan leader." Xiaoye's tone changed. She was always gentle and calm when she spoke, but now there was a hint of edge in her tone, more like what a young man of this age should look like, "A little girl who can do such a stupid thing as rashly sneaking into the enemy camp, most likely I don’t know any useful information. As long as Feng Thief still has brains, he won’t tell her the information, right?”

The black-haired girl blushed instantly.Before she could yell, she heard the annoying dwarf patriarch agree, "What you said makes sense. We need manpower in too many places, and we don't have time to waste time here."

"Why don't I go out and throw them all into the police station, so as not to waste manpower watching."

The purple-haired girl said casually, glancing at the young Feng Thief out of the corner of her eye, turning around and talking with a smile about which dish was more delicious at today's dinner, as if the little thief she caught casually was not as good as the dinner. Just as important. And the provocation and contempt revealed in that faint glance completely angered the poor man.

"If you can, call the police. Why are you dragging me? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The girl suddenly stood up and knocked over the table in front of her. "Even if your ancestors were killed by hitting their heads against the pillars of the police station, I wouldn't tell you." You don’t have any secrets”

The young patriarch secretly praised the tourist's acting skills in his heart. He could see that Xiaoye was a kind-hearted person, and he was originally worried that he would not be able to anger the Wind Thief girl.

The purple-haired girl squinted her eyes and looked at the angry little Feng Thief.Before she spoke the predicted lines, she suddenly caught the deep fear hidden in the girl's eyes.

However, the wind thieves have clearly always disdained the small local police station, and even brazenly declared that "even if they are caught a hundred times, they can escape." Even Xiaoye, who first arrived here, had heard of how good they were. of lawlessness.

Xiao Ye had an idea, and Fu Zhi mentally took out a dark device from his coat pocket.

That was the walkie-talkie she and Yang Yu saw in the mountains. She covered the damaged part with her palm and said into the intercom, "You heard me? According to the agreement, I have proved that her life is safe. If you want to take her back, please carefully consider the conditions I proposed. "

Ye turned his head in surprise. Before he could say anything, the girl's expression suddenly changed.

"No, don't tell that adult. If the trouble I caused is exposed, he will kill us."

The cellar fell into a brief silence.

The girl's tears have come to her eyes.It wasn't until she saw the eyes of the two people opposite her looking straight at her that she realized that she had said something she must never say.

The young Feng Thief's face turned pale.

After that, no matter how sarcastic or coercive, the Wind Thief girl refused to speak again, she just sat there with her head hanging down, as if she was trembling slightly because of the chill in the cellar. None of the people present had much experience in interrogation, but even the inexperienced person could tell that at least there was no useful information that could be asked for now.

Or rather, the information that you most want to verify has been obtained, and there is no need to continue to struggle.

After leaving the temporary prison, Xiaoye handed over the broken walkie-talkie that had contributed to the crime to the young leader of the Flame Nation.

The young patriarch still had no airs of elders and showered the tourists with gushing praises for their acting skills and adaptability, until Xiaoye was so praised that she couldn't stand it and begged for mercy.

"Mr. Ye, you really don't have to do this. It doesn't matter if you don't want to explain what happened just now. I have no intention of asking."

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Yes."

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Perhaps because being the leader of a remote mountain nation does not require too many twists and turns, this patriarch has a clear mind and feels guilty when he wants to hide something. He can only use a set of compliments to make the children happy while getting by. Unfortunately, the business He was not very skilled and used too much force throughout the whole process. The child who was being coaxed felt horrified as if he was going to be deceived into offering sacrifices to heaven in the next second.

In order to prevent Ye Zai from racking his brains to come up with any strange ideas, Xiao Ye decisively said goodbye to him and set off on the road back to his residence.

There is no doubt that the words of the Feng Thief girl revealed an important piece of information. It was not the Feng Thief who started this chaos, but "someone" who was hiding behind them and instructing them to do things, and he was by no means a kind-hearted person. Xiaoye didn't know much about the Fire People and didn't know what enemies they might have, but judging from the reaction of the practitioners, perhaps the clan leader had already made a guess in his mind.

The topic of "enemies" has always been a very sensitive one. Even if there was no nonsense from the clan leader, Xiaoye would not explore it randomly.

The message she saw at the Alliance National Library a month ago emerged in Xiaoye's mind, along with all the trivial information related to it.She felt that after this incident was over, maybe she should have a good talk with Huo Yuanye, the leader of the "Fire People" in this era.

By the time Xiaoye returned to Yongzhen's house, the night was already very late.

The training for the Dance to Welcome the Gods has ended. Yang Yu knew that Xiaoye had been called away by the clan leader to attend to errands, so he accompanied the Pokémon in training in the open space in front of the door while waiting for the guests to return.

"I see, that means that the culprit is actually someone else."

Yang Yu paused while cleaning the feathers of the strong chicken, then raised his head in surprise.

Xiaoye saw the obvious confusion on his face, as if he didn't know who his family had offended, so much so that the bird-specific bath liquid in his hand spilled all over the strong chicken. It wasn't until the bird Pokémon let out an aggrieved "coo" sound that he apologized as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Mr. Ye and the others seem to have an idea. Maybe they will be able to know the details of the enemy in a while." Xiaoye jumped down from the big stone covered with scorch marks and easily dismissed the topic, "It's already been a long time." It’s late, let’s rest”

Yongzhen was still coughing due to the poisonous smoke. In order to prevent his son's friends from being disturbed and staying up all night because they lived in the same house, his parents suggested that Xiaoye and Yang Yu temporarily change their residence. The candidate place was naturally Yang Yu's house next door.

The layout of the two residences is basically the same, except that Yang Yu's house does not have so many rich furniture and furnishings, making it seem a lot more empty and deserted.

"My parents both work in the Hezhong area and are very busy at work. I usually live here alone, or in other words, I don't live here either."

When Xiaoye saw Yang Yu's eyes drifting to the next door, she immediately expressed her understanding. Given how lively Yongzhen's family is, they would definitely not let go of the neighbor boy who lives alone.

The red-haired boy squinted and smiled, taking Xiaoye's backpack and hanging it on the shelf with his feet, "Please sit wherever you want. Although I don't live here permanently, I have already cleaned the room, so don't worry there won't be any dust."

Xiaoye didn't know whether to say "thank you" first, "actually there's no need to go to such trouble" or "I'm not worried about this", so she simply gave the Pichu lying on her head pretending to sleep to the boy running around.Sure enough, Yang Yu, who was about to run to the kitchen to cut fruit, immediately froze in place. He only dared to carefully stroke the fur on the mouse's back, for fear of waking it up if he moved too much.

Although there were fewer people living in the Haruyu family than next door, the Pokémon that jumped out of the balls one after another quickly filled the gaps, and soon the residence became a lively place like the Fire People.Xiaoye had no intention of rejecting this habit, but many of the Pokémon in her hands were too big, and in the end she only released a few that were small and not afraid of heat.

"When I was young, my parents were rarely at home. Uncle Jingmu took care of me. He said that if he felt lonely, he would fill the room with Pokémon." Yang Yu explained the reason for his behavior casually, showing a helpless look. "It's just that I don't feel lonely in the Valley of Flames."

Xiaoye looked at the resident opposite who was leaning out his head to wave to Yang Yu, and nodded in agreement.

Yang Yu didn't like chatting as much as Yong Zhen did, so he took Xiao Ye to the guest room seriously and said good night. Before changing into pajamas and lying down on the cool bamboo mat, Xiaoye glanced at her phone.

The time is approaching eleven o'clock, and the Valley of Flames, which is always full of energy, has gradually quieted down. It is a suitable time to think.She opened the photo album and looked at the photos she had taken before turning in the walkie-talkie.

Even if she already knew that there was a mastermind behind this matter, Xiaoye could get too little information. She thought that the walkie-talkie that had been confirmed to be owned by Feng Thief might be a key point, so she tried to browse the styles of military walkie-talkies online.

And unsurprisingly it ended with nothing after an hour.

Most of the military equipment that can be found on the Internet are old versions that have been eliminated, and there are countless types. It is too difficult to find a walkie-talkie of unknown model among them, not to mention Xiaoye is not sure whether the one she picked up is an obsolete model.

The search lasted until twelve o'clock, and Xiaoye, who was feeling overwhelmed, finally gave up this hopeless method of investigation.

She hesitated for a moment, then clicked on the line icon to open the chat interface with Xiaotian.

After the two became friends, they didn't talk about many topics. There were only a few sparse scenery photos shared in the records, but the group chat called "The Four Elders of Dawn" was filled with a sea of ​​messages from the golden retriever brothers and sisters.

Soon, new information popped up in the private chat interface.

Xiaotian, I remember you mentioned a military equipment website that only trainers can log in and view.

Can you send me the URL? Thank you very much.

Xiaoye knew that her captain did not have the bad habit of staying up late. After seeing the message sent, she put the phone aside and stopped using it.

Her Pokémon had long since finished playing around.Pichu's entire rat was missing, probably because he pretended to be sleeping in Yang Yu's arms until he actually fell asleep.Forest Lizard and Ghost Stone each occupied a corner of the room, while Riolu leaned against the door and slept lightly, his ears trembling from time to time, as if he was always alert to what was happening outside the house.

After noticing that the puppy opened its eyes and looked over, Xiaoye smiled at Riolu and finally lay down quietly, emptying her mind and letting her consciousness sink into the darkness.

The next morning.

Ten minutes before the drum sounding the wake-up call sounded, sunlight filtered into the bedroom through the cracks in the curtains, waking up the stranger.

The purple-haired girl sat up in a daze and glanced at the screen of her phone, which was hot from the sun.

It had already lit up, displaying a new message, a URL, received a few minutes ago, and the questions that followed.

What happened to you?

small theater:

Charizard: I feel wronged and want to go out and sleep with my master. Why am I so big? Qaq

Gyarados: Aloof. Fortunately, I'm such a big one. I never want to see any redheads again.

Dabi Bird: Pretending to be calm, I don't mind staying in the ball, but the berries on the table look delicious. Maybe it would be better to be smaller.

Snow Boy: Crying, I want to play with everyone, and I don’t want to be afraid of the heat. I’m obviously not big at all just qaq

Pichu trapped in Yang Yu's arms: The dead fish eyes want to return to the ball, the hot rat Qiu.