The presumptuous words floated through the narrow room, but the detective still spoke non-stop, and every word was like a scalpel to dissect the character of the man in front of him—

"You wear different styles of bracelets on your left and right hands, a classic style of gold square stacked rings and a modern style of track-shaped black bracelets. Does this mean that your aesthetic contains ancient and modern things, so you like this mix and match of fashion style? No, it's not, you're a complete minimalist when it comes to clothing, otherwise you wouldn't have paired a black undershirt with a white long-sleeved shirt. ”

Bilan couldn't help but look at the green-haired young man's clothes, and found that what the detective said was true: although this outfit was very suitable for N's body, and the two different bracelets could even be used as small visual highlights, it really didn't look like a person matching it according to his own aesthetics.

"Then why are you wearing these two bracelets? This is of course because they are important gifts from two people who value their feelings for each other, so they put both bracelets on their wrists in equal positions. Who are these two people? You've said that you only have a decent friend, Douzi, so the person giving the gift doesn't seem to you to be a friend, but these two bracelets are clearly gifts from peers - there is only one theory that can explain this, and that is a gift from two sisters. As for why it's not the elder brother or the younger brother......"

Hugo shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe this argument is a bit arbitrary, but generally only female relatives will give jewelry as gifts, and brothers' words will be biased towards giving more tangible things." ”

Although the detective is unscrupulously talking about his family affairs, in the face of real evidence and logic, N feels a sense of order, as if he is witnessing a carved building erected in front of him.

He couldn't even help but take the initiative to ask-

"Yes...... How did you tell that Babena and Helena were not related to me, even I didn't know that until last year's ceremony. ”

"Ritual?" Hugo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he immediately adjusted his expression and continued to explain-

"Your surname, Harmonia Gropius, is a rare compound surname that contains the names of the two founding brothers of the ancient dynasty of the United Nations, and only the descendants of the heroes are entitled to bear this surname. Combined with the act of the plasma group offering you to the altar, it's not hard to speculate on the moral behind this. ”

"Father said that I am a descendant of those two heroes...... "N's face was in a trance.

"It is possible that you may be the lost heir of the ancient kingdom, but whether it is true or not, it makes it impossible for your two sisters to be related to you by blood—because the heirs of the same bloodline will share the gold content of you, the chosen one, and thus influence the plasma's plan to shape the hero, which cannot be unthinkable with the shrewdness of the person who is behind you."

Hugo pressed his forehead lightly and continued to examine the body of the person in front of him—

"I didn't understand the meaning of the ring-shaped ornament on your chest, but after talking to you, I realized that this is a token of the 'King of Plasma Clusters', right? As an emperor, you must have credentials, and those two blue and yellow star rings are a symbol of plasma-"

"Emperor?"

This time, it was Bilan's turn to watch the psychological profile display for a long time and was puzzled, and couldn't help but ask the detective: "Isn't N the prince of the plasma group?" Didn't you say before that there was an emperor behind him who controlled everything? Why did this emperor become N himself? ”

Now it seems that this metaphor is really inappropriate, the person who controls the prince can be the king, and what should the person who uses the king as a pawn be called? Blue, our reasoning must be advanced as the information is updated, the so-called prince, as long as he has undergone some kind of "ritual", is no longer the same, just like the evolution of the elves, he will become some kind of nobler form. ”

The detective shook his head at the assistant lady and said, "N learned about his sister's background during a certain ceremony, and at the same time, his father told him the mystery of his bloodline. What kind of ritual would it be, you say? ”

"Could it be...... Enthronement ceremony? ”

Blue's eyes widened as she looked at the "King of the Plasma Cluster" who was too young.

N nodded slowly, acknowledging his identity.

"The electrons of the gas are separated from the atoms in the high-temperature state, and the two are separated and recombined to form a plasma-like plasma, which is the origin of the name of your organization, the most common plasma in nature is lightning and flame, which can be referred to by blue and yellow respectively, and also alludes to the black dragon Zezrom with electric attributes, and Reshiram with fire attributes, which is really an ingenious design."

While looking at the pendant on N's chest, Hugo knocked the table meaninglessly with his fingers -

"Speaking of the relationship with the plasma group, not to mention the pickled things that are suspected of crimes. N should fully agree with the plasma group's point of view about Pokémon liberation, right? You don't have any place to put Poké Balls on you, and you release them into the wild after riding a Heart Bat, so you think that such Poké Balls are a symbol of oppression, right? ”

In the middle of the hand, a Poké Ball changed from small to large, appearing in the palm of the detective's hand, and the detective looked at N defiantly.

The red Poké Ball was empty, and the little flame monkey that was supposed to stay inside was poking its head out of the room, next to it was Bogaman, who looked pensive.

N shook his head self-deprecatingly: "I really didn't expect that I was going to say the next words to the person I met for the first time, and I didn't even mention Douzi to her." ”

"I heard that when people face enemies, they are often the most able to dig out their hearts and open their hearts." The detective pretended to be frivolous and said, "This is also the reason why villains often die of talking too much." ”

The green-haired young man sighed softly, but he looked up with a smile and a determined gaze in his eyes—

"When I was younger, I lived with a group of Pokémon who had been hurt, abused, and abandoned by humans. Since then, I have had a lot of hatred for the human species. Probably because of my father's subtle influence, I began to want to change the world—if it was as cold as ice, I would smash it, and if it was as crazy as a flame, I would blow out the fire; If it's as dirty as mud, I'm going to turn it into a clear stream to wash away the darkness. ”

"The world isn't always like that......" Bilan couldn't help but retort, "Good people still make up the majority." ”

"Yes, that's right." The king of the plasma cluster, a man named N, nodded generously.

"In the less than a year of my journey, I've been through a lot and met all kinds of trainers. I've also come to understand that the world is not as dark as I used to think. There are people who fight side by side with Pokémon and challenge their limits, there are people who live with them and pursue art, and there are people who simply play and laugh with the elves. They live happily together, supporting each other and supporting each other...... However, after witnessing all this, I can't help but ask myself, is this really good? ”

"Isn't that bad?" Miss Assistant frowned, unable to understand N's words.

"Aren't we living peacefully with Pokémon now, understanding each other, and living happily? Why are you still starting a liberation movement to break up trainers and their Pokémon? ”

This is actually the most incomprehensible part of the plasma group in Bilan, and now that the girl is facing the leader of the rebel organization, these confusions are naturally not unhappy.

The green-haired young man listened to Bilan's question, and the smile on his face had quietly disappeared, and a touch of sadness appeared instead.

Hugo noticed N's slightly clenched fists at this time, which showed that his mood was not relaxed. The silence is as quiet as before a volcano is about to erupt.

After a long silence, N spoke.

He didn't roar in anger, nor did he raise the speed of his speech excitedly, but he whispered in the same intonation like a breeze—

"But ah, all this which you speak of is nothing but peace based on mercy, understanding between slave and keeper, and a pleasant life at the cost of freedom. In this sweet abyss, the more Trainers and their Pokémon are satisfied with the status quo and contentment, the more the rift of inequality will widen until it cannot be bridged. ”