"What do you want to do... ？”

Shigeru Miyamoto stared strangely at the fat-headed, big-eared Pikachu.

Although he asked, he didn't expect an answer, after all, it was just a Pikachu.

But a sense of absurdity rose in him.

Look at this Pikachu's move... Does it have to write?

How is this possible?

How could Pikachu write?

Under the gaze of Shigeru Miyamoto, Pikachu spread the notebook flat on the bed, and then hugged the ballpoint pen with two paws, as if playing a game of pen fairy, and began to draw with the pen with difficulty.

Shigeru Miyamoto's eyes widened suddenly, and he read out the two words that Pikachu had written.

"You, want to..."

Although Pikachu's writing with a pen is crooked and looks like a loose font written by a child who has just learned to write, it is undeniable that it is definitely a recognizable "text"!

Under Miyamoto's shocked gaze, Pikachu slowly and leisurely wrote two lines of ugly characters in his notebook.

Then Pikachu shook the pen in a chic manner, put his hands on his waist, nodded with satisfaction, and pushed the book in front of Shigeru Miyamoto.

Shigeru Miyamoto took the notebook, recognized the crooked words on it, and read it out completely and coherently, and was so shocked that he could hardly believe his eyes.

"Do you, think, understand, white, live, live, righteous

Shigeru Miyamoto felt that his brain was running out of ideas.

Even if Pikachu could write... But is this something that Pikachu can write about?

“··· The meaning of life, to be truly alive?

Shigeru Miyamoto continued to chew on the words written by Pikachu in his mouth, and looked at Zhao Pika, who was fat-headed and big-eared, again, and the expression on his face had completely changed.

Fear, doubt, incomprehension, and even fear converged on Shigeru Miyamoto's face, and now, he once again felt his strangeness to this Pikachu.

"Pickup pickup!"

(Hurry up and answer!)

Zhao Pika continued to let out a cute cry, and stretched out his paws again to click on the notebook.

The urge to make a choice is already quite obvious.

Shigeru Miyamoto hesitated, his mind was so muddy that he couldn't think about it at all—this Pikachu was weird enough to write, how should he answer?

Just as the stunned elementary school students and the fat Pikachu stared at each other, a strange sound suddenly came from outside the window of the small room.

Plop, flutter –

A burst of sounds that seemed to be birds flapping their wings came, this sound was not small, it was definitely not something that one or two birds could make, Miyamoto Shigeru and Zhao Pika quickly turned their heads to look, but they didn't see anything, outside the window, it was pitch black.

By the way, it's nearly 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and this apartment is in Zhengxin City, how can there be birds and elves flying out of the window?

"I—I'm going to close the window first..."

Shigeru Miyamoto seemed to explain to Zhao Pika, and as if to say to himself, or maybe he was just trying to find a topic, break the strange silence of the current star, and at the same time stand up and walk, and take a look at Pikachu's ability to write, and also sent him a philosophical question.

Nancy's rented apartment is on the fifth floor, consisting of two bedrooms and one living room, and the small room where Miyamoto Shigeru now lives is the smallest of them, and it is now spring and summer, and the weather is neither hot nor cold, so the windows are usually open.

Shigeru Miyamoto walked to the window, leaned out of the window slightly, stretched out and touched the window, his eyes casually glanced out, but his complexion changed greatly.

Through the light of the street lamps on the road, he saw two men standing under the apartment building next to his window.

The distance from the fifth floor to the ground was not too far, and the light of the street lamp was quite bright, Miyamoto Shigeru could barely see that the two men were wearing the same black suit uniform, there seemed to be a red symbol on the left chest, and they both wore a soft hat on their heads, and the two seemed to be holding a walkie-talkie in their hands, talking something.

And the two men in black suits were looking at the window where he was with their eyes wide open, and now, their eyes were all focused on him, Miyamoto Shigeru was sure that he was absolutely right, that is, "six eyes opposite"!

Just for a moment, it was like a thunderclap that exploded in Miyamoto Shigeru's heart.

If he guessed correctly, the red symbol on the left chest of the two men in black suits should be an "R" shape.

This means... These people are the same "terrorist organization" that he has been hiding from for ten years!

It is this terrorist organization that killed the genius elf trainer, who is also his best friend and rival "Xiao Zhi" more than ten years ago, killed his grandfather, the famous elf doctor "Miyamoto Daiki", and killed him and Xiao Zhi's girlfriend "Xiao Xia" all turned into a ten-year-old child!

This is the underground terrorist organization "Team Rocket" ten years ago, and now the world's largest market capitalization, the giant business empire "Global Rocket Group" spanning many fields!

"Oops, how could it come so quickly!"

Shigeru Miyamoto reacted suddenly, let out a low snort, quickly grabbed the window and closed it, and the whole person quickly retracted into the room, leaning against the wall and squatting.

It's just that at the time when the window was closed, fine beads of sweat oozed from the face of Shigeru Miyamoto, who had shrunk back, and the expression on his face changed greatly.

He won't admit that he is mistaken, it is definitely those guys from "Team Rocket", but how can it come so quickly?

In the past ten years, he has also had some accidents that have attracted the attention of the rocket team and may reveal their identities, but even in the "Yuhong City", where the headquarters of the rocket group is located in the Guandu area, as long as it is not a particularly major incident, then it will not be until at least the second or third day before they can react and send someone to start investigating.

This is the problem of bloated institutions brought about by the huge organization, or the problem of reduced efficiency, which also leaves Miyamoto Shigeru and them a chance to escape in time, according to the experience of the past ten years, the Poké Ball incident that happened today, generally at least until the day after tomorrow, the Rocket Group will officially send someone to start an investigation!

But now, only half a day has passed, and Team Rocket has already touched the downstairs silently!

"I don't know if Dr. Naruya and Xiaoxia have been found..."

Shigeru Miyamoto whispered in his mouth, and his heart was even more anxious.

What happened to cause the other party's efficiency to suddenly become so high, Miyamoto Shigeru doesn't think about it now, and the top priority now is to find a way to escape.

Miyamoto Shigeru's mind was in a hurry, he didn't think about the emergency plan in the worst case, there was still a chance to escape at the moment, although the other party came quickly, but the number of people would definitely not be too much, maybe just the two people downstairs, he had to act immediately.

"I'll go to the top floor first, use the jumping ability of the "super power shoes", jump to other apartment buildings, and then find a way to get back to the ground..."

Shigeru Miyamoto quickly stood up, put his bag on his back, and prepared to run out of the room.

As for the magical Zhao Pika, who can write, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it - it's already a matter of life and death.

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