The day after the secret room incident was resolved... Well, in fact, the incident was not considered a solution at this time.

Detectives can see through the truth in the fog at a glance, but behind every case, there are countless pains waiting to be healed.

Feiyun City Police Department is still busy with the follow-up of the case. Although the case has been transferred from the police station to the prosecution department of the procuratorate, the police station still has countless docking work to do.

It will take at least half a year to wait until six criminals pass the court and are sent to prison, and this matter will come to an end.

In addition, the telephone fraud incidents involved in the murder case are also very complicated.

Recovering stolen money, searching for victims, banning upstream and downstream illegal profit-making organizations, the police still have various troubles to deal with... Miss Junsha probably can't sit in the office every day to drink tea and blow water this month.

In terms of unrelated to the case, the adoption of Pokémon left by Mr. Greta has also been progressing very poorly.

Everyone has their own opinions on the final destination of the Sandstorm team, but it is not that anyone is eager to take the opportunity to make a profit, but they only have their own ideas.

The families of the deceased hoped that they could stay in their hometowns as the spiritual sustenance of the families to mourn the dead; the deceased's combat companions believed that it would heal the trauma by allowing them to re-enter the arena; and these elves themselves seemed to want to stay in the room where their master died for the rest of their lives. Everyone was quarreling and had no consensus yet.

And not only are the members of the six-handed sandstorm team, this star trainer also stores a lot of Pokémon in the backyard and breeding house of his hometown. It is a time-consuming and laborious project to find suitable new owners for them one by one, not to mention that most of the Pokémon are also quite unstable and are likely to be in a state of inadmissibility for a long time.

However, these things are handled by the omnipotent elves. They have a set of bureaucracy that is so complicated that they can deal with any situation. It is also considered to be a fight against the poison by pushing these troubles to them.

In short, the subsequent resurgence of such bad cases has nothing to do with Hugo and Cyber ​​Blue. Today, Hugo Detective Office has started its weekend holiday.

The courtyard of Hashisu residence has a sign that is closed on weekends. If there is an important incident, you can only make an appointment by contacting or email.

The director of the firm strongly recommends the latter.

As a port city, Feiyun City in autumn does not have the sultry and humid summer. The temperature is very similar to that in spring, but it is drier and clearer.

Just after the morning, Cyberian and Ibrahimovic finished their weekly physical training at the battle club, took a comfortable shower in the club's bathroom, and returned to Hashisu's residence with a refreshing breath.

As soon as I opened the door to the office, the detective assistant on vacation saw an amazing scene and almost thought he had come to another world.

Hugo, who usually drinks tea and reads books or studies inexplicably on weekends, found a game console from somewhere and connected it to the largest LCD TV in the office. He then played games with the little flame monkey around him.

The huge screen is divided into two sides, with the operating perspectives of Hugo and Little Flame Monkey. It can be seen that it is a game similar to racing, but the means of transportation that gallops are not vehicles, but Pokémon running.

The little flame monkey rides a very classic flame horse in the game. The burning flame mane floats behind the horse's pale yellow body and drags out a cool track. However, it has been thrown away by the detective on the other end of the screen for nearly half a circle of the track.

On the other side of Hugo... Grainlan looked at the other end of the screen, and she couldn't hold it back at that time-

The detective controlled a Meli Sheep with only four short legs, which was not the same style as the flame horse next to it. Moreover, the sheep in the game still jumped forward with one jumping and one jumping forward. If you ignore the background of the rapid regression on both sides, Cyril felt that the Meli Sheep was not as fast as the disabled wheelchair.

"Oh, it's blue."

Meli Yang ran on a straight road, Hugo took the time to look back at the door, then turned around and continued the game while actively explaining what he was doing.

"I'm doing an experiment to study the problem that the Pokémon around me always loses its chain. I didn't hold a Pokémon before, so I haven't done this kind of research."

"Cool." Zhulan sighed.

It turned out that she was studying experiments, and she suddenly felt that the upside-down world had returned to normal.

The girl quietly whistled an unsuccessful whistle, and looked like she pouted funnyly. Although she seemed a little embarrassed, Hugo had already entered the corner at this time and was concentrating on using Meli Sheep to drift, and did not notice her.

The detective's ears moved: "I heard a short airflow sound. Cybernet, are you going to whistle? Judging from the sound, the reason for the failure of the voice is probably because the air outlet is not maintained between the lips. The airflow pressure is not enough, so the sound cannot be made. You can try to press the tip of your tongue against your chin while opening your mouth."

Zhulan blew a successful whistle in response with an ugly face, and was not very happy. When the detectives lost their jobs as a substitute, they would be keen to educate others with such unpopular knowledge that is useless.

The detective continued to explain: "Pokemon always makes all kinds of bad luck around me, so I want to test whether they have lost their luck or experienced a full-scale decline from intelligence to coordination in a short period of time."

Grainlan glanced at the little flame monkey's record that was nearly a circle behind, and then said bluntly: "I guess it's the latter."

After spending more than a month with the detective, she has used all her words to complain about the detective's physique. To this day, the assistant lady has fully recognized that "Hugo and Pokémon are not dealt with" is an iron rule of nature.

It will rain, apples will fall to the ground, people have two legs, carp king lives in the water, Pokémon will use moves, Hugo will fail to use moves, and Hugo will command Pokémon to use moves. That's it.

"I'm not sure yet." The detective's Melisy Sheep arrived at the finish line. He put down the handle and moved his wrist. "Can you take my place to do a control group?"

"I mean, let me play with the little flame monkey and see if its results are different?"

"That's true." Hugo said sincerely, handing the handle to Cybernet. "This game is called "Pokemon Horse Racing 8". It is a game that Miss Junsha strongly recommends. I seriously suspect that this is the source of all evil that she drifts while driving."

Looking at the little flame monkey looking at the TV screen with dissatisfaction, the assistant lady nodded: "Yes, yes. But I have never played this game. Maybe the technology is outrageously poor. Will it affect the experimental results?"

"No, I just need to look at the length of time and the luck when getting props." Hugo said, picking up the form on the table next to him and filling in the battle situation information of the previous game. "Of course, if any of you can break the record, I hope you can do something for me."

"What's the matter..." Bilan was about to ask, but suddenly a commotion came from her shoulder.

"Buyi Buyi!"

Ibrahimovic on the girl's shoulders began to get angry-

Why can other people's children play games on weekends, but they can only accompany Cybernet to run on the training ground? It also needs to be a control group and play games.

"There is also an old handle in the box. It doesn't matter if Ibrahimovic wants to use it. The game can be divided into up to four perspective panels." The detective filled in the form without raising his head.

Zhulan then took out the old handle from the box and stuffed it into Ibrahimovic's two small claws.

"Buyi!"

Touching the handle, the little guy seemed to have discovered the truth of the world, and immediately collapsed, his ears drooped, and his spirit suddenly became visible to the naked eye-

It turns out that Ibrahimovic's little claws cannot control the complex buttons on the handle, and the game controller based on ergonomics does not support biological play outside of primates.

Little Ibrahimovic looked at the ten sound fingers on the little flame monkey's hands with enviousness, and looked at his own - only six in total, and they all shrank into fluffy meat balls.

Amid the strange gazes of the detective and assistant, Ibrahimovic had tears in his eyes, held the handle and put it back on the box, then hid in the corner of the wall of the Hashisu residence, shrank into a ball alone, and fell into autism.

Hugo and Blue's eyes became even more bizarre.

Ibrahimovic, who was in autism, suddenly felt something was wrong, as if there was something around him that could feel the body temperature of a certain creature.

It looked up and saw two figures of blue and green in the dark.

It turned out that the grass seedling turtle and Pogaman also curled up and hid in this corner.
Chapter completed!