Let's move our gaze back to the city of Nibi again. Because of going to the Nibi Gym to find two unlucky people who fell asleep, Merlin finally had to stay at Xiao Gang's house, although he had Qing Zhi as his companion, but in the process of cooking dinner, eating dinner, and cleaning up the dishes, Merlin suffered from the discomfort caused by the contrast of Xiao Gang's huge image.

The once tall image of Xiao Gang inevitably collapsed with a bang and then shattered into powder.

Occasionally, Merlin and Kiyoshi would glance at each other and exchange ideas about the indescribable experience.

But in all fairness, Merlin benefited a lot from the conversation with Xiaogang after dinner

Early the next morning, Merlin hurriedly said goodbye to Xiao Gang before breakfast, and hurriedly embarked on the journey.

"Don't forget to check out the museum!" Xiao Gang's voice admonished behind him.

During the conversation in the evening, Xiao Gang mentioned many times that he had a good impression of the Municipal Museum, whether it was the spacecraft models on display, the mysterious meteorites from outer space, and the fossils of ancient Pokémon, he was fascinated, so he also highly recommended Merlin to go there to see. He even mentioned that he occasionally helps local researchers and diggers to find fossils in the Tsukimi Mountains.

Merlin, who was also introduced by Xiaogang and aroused his interest, finally decided to go and see it.

The museum is located in the northwest of Nibi City, and although it is far from the city, it is still one of the city's landmarks, so it is easy to find. On the way to the museum, Merlin bought some daily necessities by the way, and even focused on buying some of the city's specialties. Finally killing time and when it was time to open, Merlin was the first to walk towards the museum.

Rumming through the museum brochure he had picked up from the billboard, Merlin muttered; "Fast food restaurant, gift department, screening hall on the first floor, aerospace exhibition hall on the second floor, meteorite exhibition hall on the third floor, fossil exhibition hall on the fourth floor, ancient real scene exhibition hall on the fifth floor, Nibi City History Exhibition Hall on the sixth floor, and scientific activity center on the seventh floor......" turned a page casually, "the aerospace simulation hall on the first floor, the picture exhibition hall on the second floor, and the special exhibition hall on the third floor......" turned another page, "the research center is open for visitors to visit on the third and sixteenth of each month......"

Closing the booklet, Merlin suddenly remembered that it was number two.

Suddenly, a huge poster was posted outside Merlin's current ticket window, which read, "Life from the Ancients, Ancient Pokémon Research Latest Present Exhibition." It will be held in a special exhibition hall from March 1 to 17. ”

Putting the brochure in his pocket, Merlin smiled and prepared to buy a ticket. This is the only time he doesn't complain about his small size, because his height can be explained and he can buy a half-price child ticket without explanation......

After taking the ticket and the special tour guide from the aunt who was verbose, Merlin Tong guò the ticket gate and officially entered the museum.

"Well, let's go buy some souvenirs first, then go directly to the third, fourth, and fifth floors to have a look, and finally go to the special exhibition hall to have a look, and forget the rest......" Merlin muttered and walked straight to the gift department to choose a souvenir for himself.

After choosing for a long time, Merlin bought a set of professional books "Ancient Pokémon Full-color Illustrated Book", a popular science "Falling Objects from Space - Meteorite Detailed Explanation", a biographical "Ancient Roar", two meteorite souvenirs and a complete set of paper simulation fossil models.

After all these miscellaneous things were in his bag, Merlin began to visit the museum in earnest.

His first stop was the meteorite exhibition hall on the third floor.

Walking around here and there, the number of people in the museum gradually increased, and the time was soon approaching noon, and Merlin, who was still touring on the fifth floor, was going to the fast food restaurant to eat some junk food to fill his stomach before continuing the next journey.

Riding the rolling escalator to the first floor, he walked into the fast food restaurant and bought two burgers, and while he took out one and nibbled on it, Merlin strolled to the back building.

Just when it was quiet and normal, Merlin suddenly heard a series of Pokéballs falling to the ground and releasing Pokémon behind him, and when he turned his head to see what was going on, an almost deafening noise suddenly reached the ears of everyone present.

Caught off guard, Merlin made a decisive move, and the noise in his ears tormented him, causing him to crouch down with his head in his hands.

[What, what's going on!? Merlin asked.

[There are attackers!] Vizl's answer was also surprising.

[Attacker? Who would do such a thing in broad daylight? Merlin was stunned.

"Everyone! Squat with your head in your arms and don't move! "A voice came out of the museum's radio loudspeaker, it was a man's voice, a somewhat yin and yang movement.

"No noise! Don't run away! Be obedient and cooperate well, and no one will get hurt. ”

With the sound of horns, the people in the museum began to scream in panic, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came and went.

"Dada-da-da!" Suddenly, a flurry of sounds that seemed to be guns overwhelmed the noise everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, a male voice shouted: "Give me silence!" If you don't want to die, just squat on the spot for me! ”

Merlin raised his head slightly, only to see a large number of guys dressed in black and wearing black covered velvet hats and a large number of Pokémon of various colors poured into the hallway, all of whom were dressed in black with guns in their hands.

"I'll repeat it again." The yin and yang weird movement on the radio began to speak again, "Squat with your head in your hands and don't move, you won't get hurt if you obediently cooperate with our work, and if you dare to resist, you will be killed." ”

Accompanied by the sound of the radio, gunshots and screams were heard throughout the museum.

[Let's wait and see what happens, but how can such a large number of militants attack the museum?] Merlin soon decides to continue disguising himself as an underage child, watching the situation change and waiting for an opportunity.

"All of you, follow the command of my comrades, come together, you will be tied up, but as long as you cooperate with our work, I guarantee only in my personal name that you will not be injured and that we will not encroach on your property and life. I repeat, we won't hurt you, as long as you cooperate well......"

Before the words fell, a gunshot rang out directly from the loudspeaker.

"Otherwise, you may have to see blood today." After saying this, the horn fell completely silent.

"Come over here." An armed man with a pistol in his hand stepped forward and pointed a gun at Merlin and motioned for him to go to the pool in the center of the first floor.

Merlin pretended to be panicked, and even threw the burger on the ground and crawled over. It just so happened that the ticket aunt who sold him the ticket this morning was also escorted over, and when she saw Merlin's appearance, the ticket seller aunt who had already squatted stretched out her arms and hugged Merlin into her arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." She whispered comfort to Merlin.

Merlin nodded as he pretended to tremble.

"You two, separate!" An armed man with a rifle stepped forward and kicked Merlin to separate them.

Merlin and the ticketing aunt had no choice but to comply.

At this time, there were about twenty or thirty people gathered by the pool, including the uncle of the gift shop, the sister of the fast food restaurant, the security guard with a big belly, and the old cleaner, and the rest were tourists, some middle-aged couples with children, some young people, and a few teenagers who seemed to be in their early teens and some children.

"Tie them all up." said the militant with a rifle.

Then, out of nowhere, five or six balls of thread hung down from mid-air.

"Ahh A woman let out a scream.

"Want to die?" The rifle man walked up to her and pointed his gun at her. Her boyfriend hurriedly covered her mouth, which was still screaming.

"Stretch out your hands and feet, and you can tie it more comfortably." said a militant.

The hostages hurriedly complied.

The balls of thread had a clear division of labor, and they spat at the hostages' hands and feet with a few spits, then tied their hands and feet with tough, sticky silk threads, and then silently ran away along the almost transparent silk threads.

"Be honest and don't move. Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite. The man with the rifle was probably the leader, and he threatened the hostages, and then called his companions to the gate, leaving only two militants and four Radhas to guard the twenty or thirty hostages.

The four Radhas each knelt to the side, staring at the hostages. According to Merlin's eyes, the level of these Lada is too inferior, the coat color is not bright or soft, they are not well cared for at first glance, they are not very good, and it seems that their strength is definitely average, the only thing that Merlin cares about is the hateful eyes when they stare at humans.

The two militants sat on a bench a little farther away, seemingly unconcerned.

Faintly, you can hear an alarm bell ringing outside the museum.

The eyes of the hostages suddenly lit up, but then there was a fierce firefight, which was mixed with the roar of Pokémon, and then soon several explosions were heard, and the alarm bell was completely extinguished, and by the way, the hope in everyone's eyes was extinguished.

"Who the hell are you!" After a long silence, the cute aunt who sold the ticket finally spoke, and she said to the guard a little farther away, "Why do you do this kind of thing? ”

"Shut up!" said one of the militants.

"Aren't you ashamed to do such things? You are all good young people with sound limbs, why don't you go to do some work and come to the museum to do such a trick, do you think you can escape? The ticket sales aunt continued, "It will only take a little while for a large number of police officers to come, and even the officials of the alliance will come......"

"I'll shut you up!" The militant was clearly angry, he slammed up from his stool, stepped forward, and said viciously as he loaded his pistol: "Shut up, don't you understand!" Suddenly put the pistol to the head of the ticket sales aunt.

The ticket sales aunt glared at him angrily.

"Ah Cheng?" Suddenly, there was a noise in the crowd.

"Who!" The militant seemed even more annoyed that his identity had been revealed, and his eyes were on fire as he stared at the hostages.

"It's me, it's me," moved out of the crowd a man who seemed to be a thug dressed in a flowing amo xigan, "Ah Cheng is me, Gao Zai." ”

"You've mistaken someone." The militant glanced at the thug, put away his pistol, and said.

"It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, I remember your voice, it's me......" The little thug continued to entangle, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"I said you recognized the wrong person!" He pulled out his pistol and put it on top of the thug's head.

"It's me who admits it, it's me who admits it!" As soon as the cold muzzle touched the headless scalp, the thug immediately softened, and hurriedly said in a pitch-changing voice, "You're not you, it's me who admits my mistake!" ”

"Give me peace and quiet!" The militants put down a sentence and walked back to the stool and sat down.

[Even if you are recognized, you won't extinguish your mouth? Merlin said secretly, "What the hell are they trying to do? Isn't it hostage-taking in preparation for ransom? 】

While Merlin was figuring around, more sirens came from all directions, and there was a faint sound of Miss Junsha's distinctive voice, but Merlin couldn't hear it clearly.

[It's broken, the hearing aid is distorted by the shock.] Merlin complained.

Don't look at Merlin's seemingly able to communicate with people normally, in fact, it is all thanks to the hearing aids that are stuffed in his ears and eyes. He was born deaf in both ears and barely able to hear, but he finally got better with continuous treatment, but now he can only "hear" with the help of high-power hearing aids. However, there is also the benefit of wearing hearing aids, which is that it converts sound waves that are indistinguishable to the human ear into reincognizable sounds.

But now, under the impact of the sudden noise just now, Merlin's hearing aids seem to be damaged, and the guide is not very sensitive.

Listening to the unreal gunfire in the distance, Merlin pondered how to deal with the predicament in front of him.

As it stands, it is wisest to continue to act as pigs, and only need to wait for the police to rescue them, or wait until the militants need to use hostages as shields or simply kill hostages to vent their anger because of the defeat of the war.

In his heart, Merlin didn't take this incident too seriously.

He is still more inclined to think that it is a group of local thugs and thugs who are tangled together, and I don't know where to get a batch of light and heavy weapons, and then prepare to take hostages for ransom.

It's not very common, but it does happen occasionally.

Because of the alliance's policy of encouraging trainers, many young people have abandoned their studies to devote themselves to the trainer tide, but many more have given up halfway before they reach the finish line. However, they are often accustomed to a free and unfettered life, unwilling to go back to school to study, and have no skills to support themselves, so they often gather together to become ruffians, hooligans, gangsters, and villains who do evil and break the law.

The more famous ones such as the mobs and thugs are the main culprits in endangering local law and order, and although they have not yet reached the point of armed confrontation with the authorities, it seems that it is only a matter of time before they are concerned.

Those who abandon the Trainer early will become evil parties, while those who stick around without seeing hope and eventually despair will join the evil organizations that use Pokémon for evil. For example, the Rocket Corps, which is entrenched in the Guancheng and Cheng areas, and has been semi-publicized, is a place for many trainers who have not been accepted by the Alliance.

Naturally, Merlin has not yet connected the Rocket Legion with this incident, but the facts have just proved that the Rocket Legion, which has been dormant in the shadows and grinding its minions, is ready to show the world their sharp fangs and claws, and is ready to defeat the Alliance and establish its own glory.

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On the third floor of the back of the Nibi City Municipal Museum, the special exhibition hall is where the latest exhibition of ancient Pokémon research is being held.

The original tourists and staff had been escorted away by armed men with loaded guns, and all the people here were all dressed in black uniforms, with a crimson R tattooed on the chest of the uniform. Unlike the loose militants, these men in black appear more capable and disciplined.

And compared to the masked guys, these men in black don't seem to mind revealing their faces at all. Most of them were teenagers or young people, both men and women, dressed in black, they did not have the vitality that should have been vigorous, but they all looked gloomy and cruel.

"Those old things don't even know the true value of these exhibits!" A man in black with a pair of purple eyes crossed his arms as he watched the other men in black and some fighting Pokémon busily carrying the exhibits. On his left shoulder was a ball of red thread, opening and closing his mouthparts.

"Captain Saemon, the team that raided the research center has received news that they have succeeded. The device and the actual records are all in hand and are being loaded. All of the researchers were captured and escorted. The warehouse is also being cleared. Behind him, a man in black with a headset said to a man in black named Saemon.

Saemon casually asked, "How's going on outside?" as Saemon watched the last box of exhibits being packed and transported away by four heroes, "How's it going outside?" Can those guys be trusted? ”

The man replied, "Very well, with our weapons arming them, they should be able to hold out until we evacuate safely." Since there is no official gym in Nibi City, there are no large number of people directly under the alliance, just some police forces to maintain local law and order, and they are enough to deal with it. ”

"Hmph, that's all that scum." Saemon snorted heavily.

"Plant the time bomb, destroy all the evidence after evacuation," he instructed the men in black who were still on standby around him, "The boss said, it's not yet time for us to be officially exposed, so be cautious and erase every trace as much as possible." ”

After saying that, he turned and left.

"That's right." As if he remembered something, he stopped and said to the person with the headset behind him, "Burn the whole institute and throw a few more corpses inside." ”

"Got it!" The man in black replied, and began to whisper into the headset.

"It's almost there, it's almost time for our rocket corps to walk in the sun!" Madness flashed in his purple eyes, and Saemon shouted arrogantly.

"I think it's better for you to stay in the dark forever!" Shi Ren said with a wicked smile on his face leaning against the door of the exhibition hall with a knife, and Miss Misha with a pretty face covered with frost was standing beside him.

"Sure enough, it's still here." Saemon smiled slightly, not particularly surprised by the appearance of the two, "But it's a pity that you're still late!" The smile suddenly widened, and Saemon stared cruelly at his former rival and now his mortal enemy.

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I'm trying my best to write the next plot.,But I always feel like it's hard to write everything I want to express...... Sure enough, the pen power is limited~~

Bear with me, everybody.

The above is a sub-fan who burns in his heart but is very distressed by the typed words.

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