Pokémon Master from Another World

"Well, what the captain said doesn't seem to be a strange move?"

Yabeth asked back in a not very strong tone, as if hesitating a bit.

"Like? Is there any?"

Supporting his chin with both hands, if Pondrake was wearing glasses, it would definitely reflect unscientific mirror light at this time.

"I, when I was helping the captain tidy up the room, I accidentally saw a stack of contestants' information in the captain's room, and there were some red circles on it..."

"The target circle? I see. This is an important clue." At some point, he picked up a pen in his right hand, and Pangdelac wrote back and forth on the note.

"By the way, can these materials still be found now?"

Halfway through writing, Pangdelac raised his head again.

"This... I, I don't know very well, if the captain didn't destroy those materials." Abeit lowered his head, slightly uneasy, but it was much better than the nervous look just now.

"Really? That's right." He said to himself, and Pangdelak continued to record something.

"Okay, then I would like to ask you to keep things here temporarily secret, is that okay?"

"Hey?"

"It's not suitable to expose these things now, otherwise it will cause uneasiness to most people, especially those contestants." Pondrake briefly explained.

"I see, I'll pay attention."

As if he just noticed this detail now, Yabate's expression became serious. If he clenched his right hand into a fist and put his left hand behind his chest at this time, he might be able to shout loudly: Give your heart to mankind !

"Nice expression."

Pondrake nodded.

"Then, let's continue discussing in detail."

"Yes, sir."

Chapter 180 Fifth Intermission Part Two

What Pondelac and Abeth talked about has not been communicated, and these are always caused by very serious things, even some people who are well-informed dare not say anything at this time.

Of course, their ensuing conversation must also revolve around Captain Abbeyt's matter.

"What do you think, Jorak?"

"What do you think? Is that the little guy?" A faint black shadow emerged from the window, gradually condensing into a clear body, that is, Jurak, the dark prisoner of Kermos' friend.

"What do you think I'm talking about?"

Pangdelak kept recording while asking.

Floating to Pangdelak's side like a ghost, Jurak said: "You are still the same, you like to use this kind of note paper to record things, and you always have to write full before you stop."

"Hehe, there's no way, it's an inadvertent habit."

"Are you used to it? It's good to have a habit."

Taking a leap in the air, Jurak sat down on the only desk in the room.

"In the end, it's still the same. I obviously haven't written anything, but I keep writing."

"..." The tip of the pen paused for a second, and then moved on the note again.

"The question has not been answered."

"Ah~ah~ is this rigorous attitude again? That's why you lost your childhood sweetheart to others!"

"Ahhh, shut up! Other people's black history can't be exploded indiscriminately like this!" Pangdelak's hands and feet panicked, and it seemed that his character also collapsed.

Actually, to sum it up, this classmate Pangdelak has a crush on his childhood sweetheart who grew up with him, but the childhood sweetheart has a private life with a man he doesn't know at all, and finally has an elopement scene.certainly.It turned out that the childhood sweetheart had only approached her for the fun of trying to have a relationship with her.

So, the childhood sweetheart...killed the object, then continued to return to a normal state as if nothing had happened, and then continued to fall in love and get married normally—but the object was still not him.

Classmate Pondrake.Lovelorn - it turned out to be so easy.

As for the note paper habit?In fact, it was caused by pretending to be a literary boy in front of childhood sweethearts.

"He's a strange young man." Jurak smiled, and didn't continue to tease Pangdelak.

"Really? You think so too?"

"Oh, what do you think?"

"Obviously I was asking you, but now it's you asking me?" Pondrake said while writing, "Come on."

"Yes, Lord Pondrake."

The door of the room opened.A man in military uniform walked up.

"Go and send someone to follow the man who went out just now. Also, I need to collect information about that young man. I need it urgently."

Hearing Pangdelak's instructions, the man in military uniform gave a military salute and silently retreated.

"Do you doubt that young man?" Jorak asked.

"Don't you think so too?" Pangdelak asked back, "The captain of that little classmate of Yabate's died. But before his death, the news that Yabate discovered that the magic power locator was abnormal was circulated cryptically. Do you think this is Why? You know, according to the situation at the time, Yabate and his captain were alone together? If someone eavesdropped—well, let’s assume that someone overheard it and spread the word Come on. But, that Albert's reaction...is still too weird."

"Really? I can smell a strong dead breath from him." Yurac said casually.

"Death? Do you mean he touched a corpse? Or did he—dead?"

Pangdelak instantly thought of two possibilities.

"I don't know. It doesn't feel like he was infected with the breath of a dead person, but he died. However, I still have a feeling that he is not dead... very uncoordinated, that's probably it." Jurak shook his head, " That's why you called me here? Besides, I think you, who interrogated the experts, should have learned more information, right?"

"Oh, why do you say that?" Looking up, Pondrake's pen still didn't stop.

"Although I don't know, but my intuition tells me what you found. Otherwise, why would you let people follow that little guy?" Nodding his chin, Yurac suddenly made a cute gesture, "This is probably the so-called' Don't know what's going on'? Hey!"

"Hey, you big-headed ghost!" As soon as the tip of the pen was pressed hard, a small hole was cruelly poked out of the note paper.

Sighing, Pangdelak said: "It's nothing. It's just some basic questions."

Yurac asked cooperatively: "Basic question?"

"When I was talking to him just now, I said 'the corpse was treated extremely cruelly', and then I repeated the sentence 'judging from the condition of the corpse, the corpse was treated extremely cruelly'..."

"Is there anything wrong with these two sentences?"

Looking at Jurak's pretended puzzled expression, Pangdelak didn't try to find out whether he understood or not.

"There is no problem with those two sentences. The problem is the answer given by Yabate—"Does the captain not let the corpse go after death?" He paused, "When most people hear what I said, Their first impression is that the victim was abused during the death process, or that abuse was committed during the commission of the crime.

However, Yabate's answer was too clear!He sounded agitated, and looked so, but told me plainly that he knew the captain had been tortured after his death.In fact, it’s just dismemberment, but this undoubtedly shows a point..."

"Is that Albert lying? Although I think so too, but these alone are not enough to explain anything?"

"I understand, so I didn't move him, but let people follow him. However, you are wrong about one thing. The problems he revealed are not only these."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it." Jurak shrugged.

"I think that the matter of the magic power locator should indeed be discovered by Yabate, after all, he made this. But I doubt that the pile of so-called materials circled in red will be discovered by him—— If the captain is really a spy or something, will the information be placed in his room openly? I think even a rookie spy would not do that! Most importantly, I don't think 'they' Killing is killing with a purpose, I think they should kill with a purpose, but the goal of achieving the purpose is random, that is, they are just killing the contestants they encounter at random."

Pondrake methodically stated the problems reflected in the previous conversation.

"Hands start to show tension, but legs are close together without any intention of spreading - people who like to play psychology will always say 'the liar will always spread his legs in this situation' what what Yes. But in fact, many superficial phenomena can be covered up, and it is very common to deliberately make some actions to mislead people.

That guy was nervous on the surface, but his steady feet showed that he was actually very at ease, without any fluctuations.In other words, everything is false.

He knew what happened and what he was doing - but if it was a lie, why didn't he spread his feet or something?So we can't treat everyone with general inferences, because all possibilities exist! "

"Okay, okay, a lot of incomprehensible words, it's really you!" Yurac spread his hands, expressing admiration, "Then, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do? I can only wait for the other party to show his feet. Although it is basically certain that this guy's problem is, I probably have guessed what the other party is."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Hehe, don't you know that too?"

Pangdelak looked at Jurak with a smile on his face, and the other party would also smile.

"Really? Then it really is that one?" Yurac jumped to the floor, "Is this college competition... no, it should be said to be Conferred God Continent, is it about to start?"

"That? Which?"

"It's coming again, really, and I'm also pretending?"

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

It looks like a room full of smiles, but actually implies a deep sense of heaviness.

God, is that about to change?

Or……

ps: I'm sorry, I wasted some time when I met a guy who posted a brain-dead comment in another book of mine-Dianniang, it turns out that blacklists can't ban others?Hey……

Chapter 180 Six I Have an Ambition

Location: Eternal Ruins Field

Under the influence of Deedlit, the elves chose the No. 3 red team, which is Ye Bainian's team, which made Deedlit's good friend Athena wink.

"Oh oh oh, you are Edward, right? Hmm, you are indeed the person we care about for the delicate flower of the elves. You are indeed a talented person, eh!"

Feeling left and right, Athena is like a serious detective, with an inquiring look on her face.

"Uh..." Ye Bainian didn't know what to do at this time, so he could only look at Deedlit with a wry smile.

"Ah, Athena! What are you doing, you idiot? The race is about to begin!"

A small face was blushing, and Deedlit shyly grabbed Athena's hands to prevent her from moving again.

"Yes, yes, since my Dido said so, then so be it." Athena shrugged, and enough was enough.

"Hi, I'm Dido's friend Athena? Ellia, just call me Athena." The elf girl smiled and stretched out her hand. Obviously, this is a sunny girl-type elf, and she is not repulsive. The elves of communication.

"Athena? My name is—"