The entrance to the Pokémon Center in Qianluo Town.

"Dad?" Run looked at the visitor and exclaimed in surprise.

Standing in front of Junsha and the others was a man in his forties, with a big belly, a fat face, a handkerchief in his hand, and a bead of sweat vigorously wiping with joy.

Taki's face was full of black lines, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Junsha, there is a thief who stole Lao Tzu's money!" The money I just earned back yesterday! A big bag! Lots and lots of money! ”

The fat man was angry, but apparently it was useless to yell at Junsha, who was still angry...

Mu Shi had no choice but to step forward, and the young grandmother had a temper, but she couldn't really refuse to report and refuse to work, otherwise she would have a sense of responsibility when she turned around, and the unlucky one might be him.

Sighing, Mu Shi said softly: "Mr. Taki, please calm down first, we are the most professional investigators in the alliance, please trust us." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu! The one who steals the money is the kid who often goes to the police station! That little thug who runs to the tree orchard every day! How can you police deserve it, why are you releasing criminals who have been arrested so many times?! "Taki's fat body trembled.

Jun Sha suddenly raised her head and changed her face, and Mu Shi also frowned slightly.

.........

Five years ago, Junsha had just come to Qianluo Town to take up her post, and Ruosi was only two months later than Junsha.

When I first arrived, although the people of Qianluo Town were kind and gentle, and the law and order were very stable, the warm life could not hide the fact that there was a lack of friends to talk to.

The first prisoner Junsha arrested in Qianluo Town was Ruoji, because he stole the police lady's purse, and squatted at the door of the police station without shame, blowing with a little beauty who sold tofu.

The furious Junsha faced the stunned eyes of the little beauty, and drove a motorcycle to run over and over the face of Ruoji.

Don't fight and don't know each other, from now on, if the temple is idle, he will run to the police station, Junsha once wondered if this kid couldn't help but stand the blow, and his brain was wat.

If the brain is not broken, then it should be a pervert if nothing else, and the three views are normal and can't do this kind of thing.

But although he complained about Ruosi, Junsha already regarded this kid as a younger brother in his heart.

is also a fallen person at the end of the world, if it weren't for the little rabbit cub insisting on living in the broken temple, Junsha even considered relying on Ruosi for his life.

In the past five years, although Ruosi has had a lot of troubles, but his heart is not bad, and no one in the town has ever reported him to see that this kid is very popular, especially with Uncle Gusu in the tree orchard, everyone treats him as their own child.

But today, not only was it reported, but Mr. Taki, who was furious, asked the Qianluo Town Police Department to immediately start chasing the fugitive Ruoji, and at the same time, it has been reported to the Chengdu Alliance Headquarters and a wanted warrant has been issued!

Jun Sha really can't figure out what kind of trouble Ruosi has caused, he can get this honor, the whole Chengdu area plus the Guandu area, except for the high-level of Team Rocket, he is the only wanted warrant, congratulations, the stinky boy is finally famous.

As for the matter of catching Ruosi and sending him to the police station to eat in prison, Junsha said that you come on, and the people of Qianluo Town will definitely make a pennant to show their appreciation after they are caught.

Not to mention Junsha's side, Ruoji never imagined that he would be on the wanted list.

Now he's cooking for his masters, well, Ura and Ghosts.

"Fresh mushrooms ~ Wandouguo ~ grinding and crushing ~ adding flour ~ mixing ~ mixing ~ mixing again ~ I tell you, Wandouguo can be heard when it is shaken when it is just picked, ah, it's a pity that it is cooked and can't be heard. Let's talk about the taste, this fruit is spicy and bitter, and the taste is pungent, and eating it alone is more in line with the taste of fire-type Pokémon. However, after adding the fresh mushroom mixture, the taste becomes light and spicy and slightly bitter, and it has a delicious taste, and the taste is cool, close to the preferences of the ice system and the evil system, and it is specially prepared for you......"

Fura sat at the low dining table, gently wiping the eggs.

I thought I wouldn't come back...

Compared to other trainers, Wakaji was a little strange, and his traveling tables were all different.

The low dining table allows him to sit and eat with Pokémon instead of putting the bowl on the floor like a pet.

He didn't like that feeling.

What Urai didn't expect was that Wakaji would be so happy, this is a rare egg for thieves!

It has seen humans fighting over a Pokémon, and trainers who have brutalized Pokémon, and its friend, the Mighty Crocodile, is a classic example.

In its memory, it seems that no human has respected Pokémon as much as Wakaji, an unusual feeling.

Listening to what Ruoji just muttered, lunch seemed to be a delicacy that suited itself. Ura narrowed her eyes, and the three willow-like red tails behind her swayed.

It's very good!

"It's time to eat!"

............

The fresh mushroom is white and fresh, with a crisp taste in the lubrication, which can be used to add flavor to the soup, not turbid soup, supplemented by Wandouguo to remove its spicy bitterness, and fade out a wisp of fragrance after grinding and stirring.

Wakaji also added meatballs to the fresh mushroom soup, dripping a little shrimp oil, and considering that the eating habits of the mushrooms like eggs, he added a spoonful of egg white to reconcile the taste.

Ura squinted, and the mushroom cube was in the mushroom soup, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

I've never had such a delicious soup! What if it's going to fall? Wait online, it's in a hurry!

As the saying goes, if you want to capture the heart of a Pokémon, you must first grab the stomach of a Pokémon, and Wakaji is very convinced of this.

Looking at the happy little expression of the fox, Wakaji turned his face and smiled sinisterly.

Is that his style to take just one egg? This Tanra was so good to him that he wanted to take it away, of course, the egg and the Tanra together.

The so-called thief does not go empty, and the ghost is not wrong about his evaluation.

The ghost drooped his eyelids, looked at the simple Tsura, and looked at the treacherous Ruoji, lowered his head and continued to eat his lunch, eating extremely seriously, and the sky fell unshakable.

The past is unbearable!

In line with the humanitarian spirit of the dead friend and the poor road, the caravan in front of him looked horizontally and vertically, the length and thickness were just the size of the flicker, and the look of me was a newcomer who came to pit me, and the ghost said that he was happy to see it.

"It's embarrassing!"

Ura drank it and handed the empty bowl to Wakaji, but her eyes were fixed on the mushroom soup in Wakaji's bowl.

Funnily taking the bowl, Wakaji raised his hand and shook it in front of the caravan.

"Don't stare at the bowl of me, I've boiled a lot, you can eat as much as you want."

Hearing this, her ears moved, but her face was an expression of reluctantly eating a little if I gave you face.

Looking at the last line of defense, which was about to be lost, the ghost rolled his eyes and looked into the distance.

The sun is so dazzling...