Hugo finally escaped from the cafe.
Although the Bamboo Orchid Champion was decisive in killing, he still had his conscience and did not order Biting Lu Shark to attack his own brother.
At that time, the detective who was in trouble suddenly stood up, grabbed the back of the chair and flipped out of the seat, got rid of the encirclement formed by the bamboo orchid, biting land shark, and the wall, and flew out of the door of the cafe, like a Pokémon with the "Escape Foot" attribute He ran away in a panic like a dream.
The blond champion watched this scene calmly and said nothing. He just picked up the glass of smoothie, drank it expressionlessly, and then paid a large tip to the dumbfounded waiter.
Opening the suitcase, Zhulan looked at the three Pokémon inside.
These are already the three elves with the best personalities among the elves she personally selected at the Yamanashi Research Institute. How can she make that guy Hugo accept them?
Liebite Lu Shark tilted his head, completely ignorant of the current situation. After so many years, it still hasn’t figured out the subtle relationship between the siblings...
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Outside the cafe.
After twists and turns, the detective who confirmed that he had escaped the pursuit of the champion sister was panting in the deep alley.
At this moment, the cell phone vibrated in his pocket, and a melodious and weird ringtone rang.
When I opened the screen, I saw a call from the police, Ms. Junsha from Feiyun City Police Department.
"Hey, cough, cough, cough...this is Hugo."
"I'm Junsha. There was a murder case near Exit 3 of the sewer. The body was burned and could not be identified. There were no valuable clues at the scene. Is it convenient to come to the scene now? Hello, you don't sound well?"
Hugo quickly glanced at the timetable next to the subway station and replied: "It's very convenient. I'll be there in eighteen minutes. I'm panting because I just ran out of the house at a sprint speed to buy ice cream with a limited time discount."
"Ice cream? Is it Feiyun Ice Cream? But today is not Tuesday."
Junsha's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, and her attention seemed to be easily diverted by the ice cream.
Feiyun Ice Cream, a local specialty, is so popular that it is usually only available on Tuesday, the day it is restocked. In addition, ice cream shops are closed during the winter, which makes Feiyun Ice Cream, which is already in short supply, increasingly difficult to buy.
"No, it's an ordinary variety found on the street. Do you want to bring one for you?"
Out of politeness and to curry favor with his precious connections in Feiyun Police Station, Hugo asked casually.
"………………"
The police officer on the other end of the phone was in deep psychological struggle.
After the twenty-second long test was over, a reluctant tut came from the phone: "No, if there is a policeman eating ice cream next to the burnt corpse, it will not have a good impact."
I hesitated for too long! Hugo complained silently in his heart.
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Eighteen minutes later, taking the subway in Feiyun City, a detective in a shabby white suit arrived at the murder scene. I saw Miss Junsha, who was wearing a beige police uniform from the Hezhong District, and the charred corpses inside the blockade.
"It turned out that there was an injured cool leopard here. It was also damaged by fire, but it was only slightly injured. It has been sent to the elf center for treatment."
Taking a break from her colleagues who were collecting evidence, Junsha explained the case to the detective who was putting on white rubber gloves.
This Miss Junsha is a senior police officer from the Feiyun City Police Department. She usually presides over public security cases. For some reason, she came to preside over the murder scene today.
"There are an unusually large number of conflicts in the city today, and the police department is temporarily unable to allocate manpower."
Junsha saw Hugo's doubts and took the initiative to explain.
"Forced duels, retaliatory battles, capture rights disputes, using powerful skills in public places... Feiyun City has become increasingly chaotic recently, and trainers often get into fights over trivial matters."
The police officer spread her hands and continued to explain the current incident.
"We only heard that there was a vicious Pokémon battle here at first. When we arrived at the scene, we found that someone was dead. The follow-up investigators have not yet arrived. The identity of the deceased is unknown, and the murderer is probably escaping, so I thought you would come first. Help investigate the scene."
Junsha's decision was very wise. The detective who was invited nodded in agreement and looked around at the same time.
The crime scene was near the sewer entrance, surrounded by a wasteland with obvious signs of fire.
A charred corpse of a man lay in front of the entrance to the stairs, his body completely covered in darkness. The ground in front of the corpse had claw marks, craters from the impact, and fan-shaped scorch marks caused by the Pokémon's fire breath.
Looking at the corpse again, his eyes stayed on the face of the deceased for a moment, Hugo asked Junsha: "Burn the body after death?"
The police officer nodded: "There are no goose-claw-like changes in the corners of the eyes, and the eyelashes are burnt inside and outside. It is very obvious that the body was burned after death."
People close their eyes tightly before being burned to death, which will cause goose-claw-like folds to appear at the outer corners of the eyes. Similarly, the burnt condition of the tips and roots of the eyelashes will also make a significant difference - there is no abnormality in the outer corners of the eyes of this corpse , the eyelashes were evenly burned from the outside to the inside, indicating that the deceased's eyes were in a relaxed state when he was burned - so he must have been killed and then burned.
"How was the body found?"
"Two hours ago, the police station received a report from a public phone booth, saying that they witnessed an overly intense elf battle. A gangster and a college student fought with Cool Leopard and Chao Chao Pig respectively. The college student seemed a little emotional. Excited, he instructed Chao Chao Zhu to directly attack the trainer. The reporter felt that something was wrong, so he stayed away from the scene and called the police."
Junsha brushed her short dark green hair under her police hat and recalled the situation when she received the police report.
"The reporter did not give his name and identity. Although his tone was urgent but not too panicked, he probably was not affected by the murder case." She added.
"Two hours... is enough for the murderer to escape to any corner of Feiyun City..." The detective pondered for a while, and then asked, "Except for sending Ku Bao away, will everything at the scene remain the same?"
"Yes. However, there are no personal belongings left at the scene, and the identity of the deceased cannot be confirmed for the time being. Moreover, the forensic doctor has not yet arrived at the scene, and the cause of death of the deceased cannot be determined. The current direction of the search is to temporarily trust the police call, and search and arrest the deceased throughout the city. The college student trainer who speculates on the pig must never let him escape to other places."
The detective was noncommittal and carefully squatted down in front of the corpse. The charred corpse in front of him was more like a human-shaped ball of black coal than a corpse. Not to mention fingerprints and palm prints, even the clothes were burned beyond recognition.
"Have the on-site investigators from the police department not arrived yet?"
"Still on the way here, the police station didn't expect that there would be a murder... Hey, Hugo!"
Junsha suddenly discovered that Hugo, who was talking to her, was missing.
Looking down, he saw the detective holding his gloved hands on the ground and lying down in front of the corpse.
Almost pressing his face against the corpse, the detective wiggled his nose deeply.
Before Junsha could scold him further, Hugo had already gotten up again, dusted off his trouser legs, and his face showed the joy of discovering prey.
Looking at the detective who seemed to be savoring the smell of the corpse, the police officer sighed: "I finally know why your white suit is always so shabby."
"Now is not the time to worry about what you are wearing. Listen, this is not an accident caused by a battle—"
Hugo stared into the eyes of the senior police officer in front of him.
"But a murder."
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"This is the third trash can we have seen along the way. Do you still want to empty out the contents and check them? What exactly are the things you said the murderer must throw away!"
Junsha folded her arms helplessly and watched the detective's performance. There were already two trash cans on the roadside behind her that had been brutally murdered by the detective.
The Hugo in front of him had just taken off his gloves and was touching his cleanly shaved chin, carefully observing the iron trash can in front of him.
Walking in the direction of the sewer outlet, the trash cans on this road are at the junction of wasteland and residential areas. It is impossible for the murderer to escape outside the city where transportation is inconvenient. If the interpretation is correct...
"Junsha." The detective greeted the police officer and pointed to the end of the alley. "What do you think of this bucket?"
"What?" Junsha was confused. She began to regret following the detectives and leaving the scene. She searched the streets for trash cans. Are they broken bags that feed on garbage?
"First of all, it is broad daylight, and the trash can should be in use, but at this time the lid is tightly closed on the bucket; secondly, although this area is remote, there are cleaners who come to handle sanitation regularly, and this There are some scattered wet garbage next to the trash can, with wet water stains still left on it. These conditions did not appear in the first two trash cans we inspected..."
"This trash can has been turned over!" Junsha reacted.
"Smart. Remember to test the handle of the bucket lid for fingerprints later." The detective warned, "But now that the murderer is at large, please allow me to be rough first."
He put on his new gloves again, handed the round cover that tightly covered the top of the trash can to Junsha beside him, and then grabbed the handle of one side of the trash can without ceremony and turned it over completely!
All kinds of domestic garbage were scattered on the ground, emitting a stench that turned people off.
"……ah!"
The scene before her was already the third time, but Junsha still instinctively turned her head to avoid the smell. However, when her peripheral vision glanced at something rolling out with the pouring garbage, she couldn't help but choked and turned around. Exclamation of shock.
Avoiding the surrounding garbage, the detective carefully picked up the object——
The red and white one is the same as the one in the suitcase of Cafe Zhulan, a Pokémon Poké Ball.
"It's Chao Chao Pig! The Pokémon that killed the deceased. It seems that the college student deliberately discarded it in order to destroy the evidence!"
The sharp-eyed Junsha instantly recognized the Pokémon in the ball and told Hugo her speculation.
"The fried pig is now in a coma. He should have passed out from exhaustion after the fight... The facts of the case are basically clear. The fried pig lost control during the fight, killed the victim, and then burned the body. And the college student was on the run. Abandoned his Pokémon out of fear, after all, it had killed someone before."
"Big mistake!"
Hugo put the elf ball into the evidence bag and threw it to Junsha unceremoniously, interrupting her flawed reasoning.
"The person who kills is not a pig, and the one who burns the body is not a pig."
The detective bent down again and picked up something that had spilled out of the trash can along with the Poké Ball—a rectangular water bottle.
After unscrewing the bottle cap, Hugo sniffed the mouth of the bottle and showed an expression that was indeed the case.
"It's not the Pokémon's move that burns the corpse—"
The mouth of the bottle is facing down, and a few drops of yellow and transparent viscous liquid are slowly dripping.
"But burning gasoline."
