"Miss Junsha?"

Azisa seems to have gained some confidence in Detective Junsha, and at this time she asked for her help.

Junsha was stunned, she looked at the pink ocean in front of her, and then at her Pokémon, and was stunned, how can this be good, is the black history of Detective Junsha about to be born!

She had already imagined that after she became famous, there would be reporters asking about it, how should she answer, and for a while, Miss Junsha was immersed in her own brain and couldn't extricate herself.

Diandian sighed, this time he couldn't assist.

"Dream Demon, stop playing, go find that glutton."

The ghost system or dream demon recognizes people not simply from a person's appearance, but from a deeper emotion or inner recognition.

Therefore, even if there are countless shuttlecock grass in front of him, but for the dream demon, all shuttlecock grass is different, and although it is not very easy to find the shuttlecock grass in the temple, it does not mean that it cannot be done.

I saw that a black shadow spread around the dream demon's body, and then quickly wrapped it and spun it, and when it reappeared, it returned to its original state.

"Dreams!"

As if to say that it had made a magnificent appearance, the dream demon flew around for a moment, and then flew towards the pink ocean.

Even if it was a dream demon, it would take a while to find the gluttonous ghost in there.

"Catty dog, come back."

Miss Junsha finally came back to her senses, first took back the catty dog, and then shouted to the shuttlecock floating in the wind on the side: "Shuttlecock Mian, you go and ask the shuttlecock grass to see if there is a single shuttlecock grass added to them recently." ”

"Wow."

The shuttlecock screamed and flew towards the shuttlecock grass.

The hall looked at this Junsha with some surprise, this time he did a good job.

In fact, if you think about it, this Miss Junsha's handling method is still very sensible, but sometimes she has to play a detective game.

Azisa bit her lip and waited anxiously.

Although she didn't accept the shuttlecock grass, she already regarded it as her own family from the bottom of her heart.

While the three of them were waiting silently, a commotion suddenly sounded in the shuttlecock grass not far away.

"Naa."

"Nah?"

"Naa, naa."

Many shuttlecocks began to talk to each other, and then slowly cleared a path.

"Na Song!"

A walking grass squeezed out with great difficulty, followed by a cute shuttlecock grass.

It swayed, seemingly confused, but when it saw Azsa, it immediately became happy and pounced.

"Naa!"

"Shuttlecock, I've finally found you!"

Azsa hurriedly caught the shuttlecock grass that flew and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I'm really worried about you." ”

"Miss Junsha, you made people cry."

The temple said coldly.

"Eh......"

Junsha bowed to Azsa almost instinctively, and at first glance she was an elite person with professional training.

It was only after she did that she came to her senses, "No, this matter is satisfactorily resolved, why should I apologize!" ”

The temple quickly turned its head as if nothing had happened.

Calculate the time, those two big foodies should also come out.

Sure enough, a very happy dream demon and a shuttlecock grass bound in black shadows slowly flew out of the pink ocean, and both Pokémon were gulping down the pink fruit in their hands.

On the side is Miss Junsha's shuttlecock cotton, which also holds a small pink fruit in its hand.

"These two foodies ......"

The hall sighed helplessly.

At this moment, a violent whirlwind suddenly blew from a distance.

The originally cool wind had a little fragrance, and there were wisps of mania.

But when the strong wind hits the shuttlecock grass, it becomes very gentle.

"Na Na ......"

The shuttlecock grass rode away in the wind, and gradually gathered into a long ribbon of pink in the air, swaying in the air, and transforming into various shapes.

Soon, the original pink sea was gone with the wind, and all that was left was the grass swaying in the wind.

"What a beautiful ......"

Azsa's eyes were full of fascination, and she was completely immersed in the beauty of nature.

However, a trace of guilt suddenly appeared in the corner of her eyes, "Shuttlecock, do you want to go to your paradise with your companions?" ”

Azisa looked at the shuttlecock grass in her arms, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for her to do this.

"It's likely that it just smells of the fruit."

Temple picked up a pink tree fruit and handed it over, "I guess this should be their favorite food." ”

Sure enough, the shuttlecock grass in Azsa's arms immediately took it, and then ate it happily.

After Azisa saw it, she also became happy, "Thank you, my name is Azza, and I work at the nearby weather forecasting bureau. ”

"Temple, Pokémon Trainer." The temple briefly introduced himself, and then turned to see what the detective Junsha was doing.

After all, she didn't say anything from just now to now.

At this moment, Miss Junsha was squatting gracefully on the grass, as if she was secretly doing something.

"Wow."

After Shuttlecock Mian saw someone coming, he said hello, and it seemed that he was also a Pokémon who was not afraid of life.

The temple nodded, and then poked his head to see what Junsha was doing.

Whew......

The pen walks the dragon snake, and the dragon snake flies.

Junsha held a black pen in one hand and a cap in her mouth, and quickly wrote lines of small words in a small notebook.

The temple silently read a paragraph.

Relying on Detective Junsha's keen instincts, Boy A and Azsa of the Weather Bureau regain their lost Pokémon.

The two of them were grateful to the famous Detective Junsha and could not repay it, while the famous Detective Junsha shook her head, signaling that she didn't need these mundane things, as long as there was a case, there would be her......

He's got black lines all over his head, what the hell is this.

It's not a rewrite, it's already a tampering.

Also, that notebook, if he didn't guess wrong, should be Junsha's office book used to record confessions and case facts, is it appropriate to use it to write an autobiography?!

Suddenly, the temple noticed that one of the words was written incorrectly.

"The seventh word in the third line in the middle is written incorrectly."

"Oh! Thank you! ”

Junsha was overjoyed, and quickly changed it, and then went back again, ready to write again.

Click......

Her pen stopped, and then, like a robot, she turned her head slowly, only to realize that the temple was behind her, and very close to her.

Woooooooooooooooo

It was as if the temple had heard the chirping of a train.

Jun Sha's heroic face immediately turned red, and then she ran away quickly, covering her notebook to her chest, pointing to the hall, trembling all over, unable to speak.