The fake file twisted and deformed in the flames, eventually turning into vanishing ash.

Before the fire caught the attention of the officers, the smoke alarm on the ceiling of the hallway detected the anomaly.

A shrill buzz sounded, and a mist of water sprayed out in the shape of an umbrella, falling over the heads of the two little ones and the Seven Sages cadres.

Smura's face turned pale, and the palm of the hand that was about to touch the Poké Ball even trembled.

This old man is accustomed to hiding behind the scenes, is good at manipulating people's hearts and words in secret, and is good at using asymmetrical information to play with opponents...... But the two Sinnoh beginner elves in front of him seemed to have completely seen through his plan-

They are so confident that, the moment they perceive their tracks, they realize that the most important value of this document is not its content, but its existence.

It was on the premise of recognizing this reality that the little flame monkey destroyed this document without any attachment; Bogaman, on the other hand, also had a look of wisdom in his hand, nodding happily like a commander, without any entanglement at all.

Smra has never hated his keen insight so much.

If he was more stupid, he wouldn't have cared about the two weak elves that sprang out; If he could not perceive the psychology of Bogaman and the little flame monkey, he would have contemptuously dismissed the planned accident as an accident of bad luck, rather than being swept over by the frustration of complete defeat as he is now.

Yes, this "propaganda work" in Smra has been a complete failure.

The two elves that appear here are ironclad proof that the opponent is superior in chess.

It's like a murderer who has worked so hard to hide all the incriminating evidence, and when he comes home and opens the door, he sees the police sitting on his couch!

It stands to reason that the actions of this Seven Sages were carried out completely secretively, even within the plasma group, only a few high-ranking people such as Quitches knew about his arrangement, and the specific details of the actions were even known to him alone.

Even if an outsider could detect the explosion at the Lai Chung power plant, it would be impossible to notice this small fuse in the police station for the purpose of a large-scale riot......

But this happened, and a mysterious figure who was even stranger than him saw all this, and even the Pokémon who was in charge of executing it under the other party clearly understood his intentions.

What kind of trainer can raise such an astute Pokémon? And how do they see through their almost seamless arrangement?

The old man's thoughts were fluttering, and the footsteps around him had already sounded.

No matter how much the police in the United States tried to eat on their bodies, they could not ignore the riots that took place in front of their homes.

The first to arrive at the scene was the officer on duty in the evidence storage room, the young police officer who had twice let outsiders enter the warehouse, finally arrived in time and witnessed the burning of the files by the little flame monkey.

Facing Simra, who was looking at him, and the two elves who were extremely proud, I saw Mr. Constable take a deep breath and burst out with an imposing shout-

"Someone has attacked the evidence storage room!"

In an instant, the officers who had not yet left the police station sped up their assembly, and in an instant, they surrounded the narrow corridor, trapping the two elves and Smra in the middle. Because they were in a cramped room at this time, the police did not release the hand-held elf at the first time.

Looking at the assembled sea of beige people, Smura's brows, which were almost squeezed into walnuts, suddenly relaxed-

The ranks of the officers were a little messy, and there was obviously no police officer in command. It's normal to think about it, after all, it's off-duty time, and the privileged police station leaders have already gone home early. Someone in the rear of the police called anxiously, but then showed obvious disappointment, which further lowered the morale of the officers.

It seems that the police will not be able to carry out effective arrest operations for a while. Looking at the human wall made up of police officers, Smura's eyes swirled and turned in the wrinkled eye sockets, and seemed to ignite the fighting spirit again.

The defeat is not irreversible - although the other party saw through his arrangement, he made a fatal mistake, that is, to send two weak elves to deal with him!

The weakness of the enemy gave him a huge amount of room to maneuver, and as long as Smra sent his own combat power, those two beginner elves would not be able to cause effective entanglement at all. Although the intervention of the police has amplified the risk and chaos, the risk and chaos have always been the props that Simra plays with wantonly!

Now you can use some of the two-headed beginner elves to entangle them with the police in a hurry to break through, and you can re-infiltrate the empty evidence room to place new evidence. Although the printed archival materials are still burned, if a handwritten report is left, it can also make N's case for invading the city a little tougher.

The plan was rapidly taking shape in the old man's mind. At this time, he didn't know that the duel that took place on the outskirts of Liyong City was still waiting for the army of wild elves led by the king of the plasma regiment himself......

"Those two elves are the prisoners who invaded the archives! I watched them come out of the evidence room with their papers, catch these two thieves! ”

The withered index finger pointed at the little flame monkey, and Simra cried out almost bewitchingly.

He could feel the hesitation of the officers, but this hesitation would eventually become a mechanical follow-up of the crowd, and he could see the anxiety in the officers' eyes, which meant that as long as a seemingly firm voice sounded first, it could temporarily lead the flow of this emotion!

This is the root of inferiority that lurks deep in the soul of all human beings! It is difficult for individual humans to tamper with their ideas, but when they form a group called the "Masses", they become dull and informative, and the wise can mislead and lure them at will.

The old man knows exactly what the police officers will do next, and macro psychology predicts the future with arithmetic precision.

The contrast between his trembling white beard and his beige police uniform made the hoarse rhetoric particularly convincing.

The policemen looked suspiciously at the little flame monkey and Bogaman, and many of them leaned forward, as if they were about to pounce...... Chaos was about to erupt as Smra had expected, and the old man had already figured out his next move......

This time, however, Smra's "propaganda manipulation" did not produce as much as it did in the past.

The reason is the actions of those two hateful beginner elves at the same time!

I saw the little flame monkey and Bogaman look at each other, nod their heads together, and then jump almost at the same time.

But their landing point is not the gap in the loose formation of the policemen, but in front of Smura!

No one gave the order, but the two Pokémon skillfully unleashed their own moves, the blue and red moves lit up, and the foam and fire intertwined, shooting out in front of Bogaman and the little flame monkey in a fan......

Smura was taken aback, could it be that these two elves were going to attack him? At such a critical juncture, they don't choose to flee? Could it be that he misestimated the strength of Bogaman's battle with the little flame monkey?

But he guessed wrong.

A strange scene appeared before Smura's eyes.

Although the momentum of the two moves was amazing when they erupted, they were interrupted after they were released, and they didn't hurt anyone at all.

Not only that, but the powerful "bubble rays" and "sparks" did not fall on the old man, but were released from the direction of Simra towards the opposite police.

The two Sinnoh beginner elves stood tall as if they had spread their wings to protect their cubs, and actively turned their backs in front of Smura, shouting an unkind warning at the menacing police.

They're acting!

The old man looked at everything in front of him in shock, he was in the "protection" and had no sense of security at all, and only felt like falling into the abyss.

The policemen were also taken aback by the elves' moves, but then they all focused their eyes on the same place - it was Simra, who was protected by the two elves.

Like a piece of yellow mud falling in the middle of his pants, the two beginner Pokémon used their own defections to deepen his suspicions.

At this moment, no one would continue to believe the words of the master of deception, and the emotional currents that Smra had desperately created earlier seemed to be reversed towards him in an instant.