"The reason why I say there is a murderer is because after the explosion, I bypassed the police blockade and sneaked into the burning factory - where I saw a hellish scene."
Mr. Delt lowered his voice and slowly told the three people around him, as if expecting some reaction of surprise and fear from them.
Unexpectedly, not only the detective opposite, but also the two girls were completely uninterested.
The chestnut-haired girl wearing a sunhat was minding her own business writing something in her notebook, and didn't even raise her eyelids when he tried to show off; the one with black hair and high ponytail was even more outrageous, staring blankly while still performing " The ancestral bird that "cleared the thick fog" made no secret of its disinterest.
The trainer regretted not driving away these two listeners at the beginning. Are they really members of the detective gang who are investigating the case?
"Can you tell me specifically about the scene you saw?"
Just when Delt almost fell into the awkward position of talking to himself, Detective Hugo continued to ask questions in a gentle tone.
"In addition, I also want to know why you didn't tell the police about this afterward. If it is convenient, please explain it as much as possible."
"No problem. But before that, I want to confirm, have you ever seen the corpse of a Pokémon?"
The Beard Groomer prepares the detective for the words he is about to say that may shock some tender souls.
"I've seen some of them."
For some reason, Hugo recalled a certain sentry rat that had died in a car accident.
Junsha once told him that the formula for identifying the time of death of a Pokémon has been confirmed by experts, and the paper has been uploaded to the forensic internal communication database. Although no one has solved a case using that formula yet, it is still widely recognized by experts.
What surprised Hugo was that because the name he gave to the corpse transformation curve of ordinary Pokémon was too long, the name was changed to "Sentinel Rat Curve" when it was included, completely eliminating the author of the paper. The traces can only be said to be caused by fate.
"Where are the two ladies over there? Don't you think that Pokémon will turn into shiny points of light floating in the air after they die?"
"Don't worry about them, just keep talking." Hugo urged sincerely, tapping his knuckles on the table.
Although the source of the information was somewhat unreliable, they and their party had already known what was inside the factory, and the detective couldn't bear to watch Delt continue to lie about it.
He even began to reflect on himself - is it so annoying when he usually finds important clues hidden?
"Alas..." Delt sighed heavily and finally got to the point——
"Those electric Pokémon that I had been with for more than half a year died neatly in the power plant that exploded, and their bodies were charred and charred. When I saw them, they were still glowing with fire, but they were already dead. If you don’t move, it looks like there’s no way to save him.”
Bi Lan's note-taking movements, Dou Zi's absent-minded look, and the detective's fingers tapping the table, froze at the same time.
After casting "Clear the Fog", the Ancestral Bird was still outside the Poké Ball. It trembled uneasily when it heard corpses and deaths, and its eyes became increasingly dull.
Although I didn’t witness it with my own eyes, the scene Delt mentioned was really terrifying...
Finally, it was Bilan who had been doodling in her notebook who broke the silence——
"Mr. Delt, I remember you said before that there were seventy-one Pokémon in the factory. Did they all... die there? Did you count them on the spot?"
"Does this still need to be counted?"
The bearded breeder squinted his eyes, as if the scene he described did not touch his soul at all, and he said disdainfully——
"I have been managing those elves there for almost a year. I can tell at a glance whether they are all here. Seventy-one of them, neatly arranged, all dead. There can be no mistake."
Delt's answer was a bit far-fetched, but the girl didn't dwell on this question for too long, and immediately asked the next question——
"You mentioned Naughty Bullet and Magnemite before. Are these the only two types of elves in the factory?"
"To be precise, there are two types of Pokémon families. There are five types of Pokémon: Thunderball, Naughty Bullet, Magnemite, Three-in-One Magnemite, and Self-Destruct Magnemite. The power plant only uses these types of Pokémon. It is said that It's because they have the highest power generation efficiency. Let me tell you the number of these Pokémon by the way. Go and write it down in your little notebook——"
The breeder's tone was as mocking as ever.
"There is one self-destructing magnet monster, five naughty bombs, five three-in-one magnet monsters, thirty small magnet monsters and thunder balls in the factory. They will line up in a neat formation when they discharge, and they will also do the same when they die, so I just said that I can tell their number at a glance."
Bi Lan silently added up the numbers in her mind, and there were indeed seventy-one in total.
"So, who owns these Pokémon? Whose corresponding Poké Balls are there?"
"The owner is this factory." Delta replied with his eyes closed. "Their elf balls are locked in a safe in the factory warehouse. Only the factory director has the key and will not use it unless there are special circumstances. In the factory The staff on shift will take them out from my breeding area every day and use the power of these elf electric moves to assist in the work."
"Do they like life in the factory? Are they treated harshly by employees at work?"
"Like it? I don't think anyone or Pokémon would like their job. Labor is painful, oppressive, and helpless. Those electric elves stay in the same place all day long. They only generate electricity. I can't I don’t see anything to be happy about in their lives…”
Delt's words surprised everyone, but he immediately changed the topic and denied what he said——
"But the elves themselves may not feel the same way as I do. Even if they are released into the wild, the naughty bombs will still only jump around and release electric shocks in the ravine grass; the little magnets will still be in the cave. Just like that bird over there, floating around with dull eyes? Maybe they live in a power plant without worrying about food and drink, and maybe they are quite comfortable."
You are not a fish, you know the happiness of fish. I didn’t expect this rough guy to think a lot...
Bilan wanted to ask something else, but was stopped by the detective. Hugo had asked something before, and he wanted to confirm the answer to this question first.
"Mr. Delt, why didn't you report this situation to the police?"
"Humph, report?" The breeder showed an obvious look of contempt——
"Didn't those policemen already know about this situation? Otherwise, how could the pile of corpses disappear quietly? They were buried by the police! Detective, do you know how they characterized the explosion?"
"As far as I know, it was an accident with unknown cause." Hugo answered according to the information provided by Junsha.
"They told me more when they cross-examined me." Delta smiled sarcastically——
"The police said that the newly built factory inadvertently created a special magnetic field. This magnetic field subtly affected the minds of the little Magnemite and Naughty Bullet, driving them crazy, their nerves became tense, and finally in a A chain of self-destructions occurred in a work accident.”
"They said Pokémon are mentally ill? Ladies and gentlemen, don't you think this is a ridiculous reason?"
