After being countered by Bogaman and the Little Flame Monkey, Smura immediately chose to flee.

It doesn't matter what the plan is, the key is that as a Seven Sages, you must not be caught!

With such a firm belief, the old man burst out with a speed and courage that is rare in this life, without dragging the mud and water at all, and turned around and ran neatly. even overturned the two police officers behind him one after another, and forced out of the gap in the crowd.

After all, not everyone in the police department is a front-line police officer, and many of the police officers gathered at this time are civilian personnel who have only received basic training, and their actual combat ability is not much better than that of ordinary people.

And no one expected that this thin old man with a large white beard could burst out with the same indomitable momentum as a rugby player in an instant.

Hallways, corners, halls, main entrances......

After breaking through the encirclement, the old man risked his old life to run wildly, tearing over tables and chairs all the way, and from time to time releasing half-truths and half-truths to confuse the public and deceive the police officers who came up from the new encirclement.

Although his athletic ability was not as good as that of the young police officers chasing after him, he was better than having a clear mind and planning an escape route in advance, and Smura actually escaped outside the police station.

However, at this moment, a sharp monkey cry sounded in the ears of the Seven Sages.

Simra turned his head suddenly, only to see that less than a meter behind him, the little flame monkey that had been overwhelmed by the crowd had reappeared at some point, and was hanging in the air like a swing clutching the door frame. He was still shaking and accumulating, as if he wanted to swing it to the old man's body in one fell swoop.

"Damn, I don't have time for you."

Smura, who is accustomed to using his intellect to solve problems, has no patience at this time. He reached for his waist, trying to send a powerful Pokémon to finish the damn tail in one fell swoop.

But it was empty.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of the little flame monkey's mouth, and the two little tiger teeth were particularly conspicuous.

This is exactly the handiwork of it and Bogaman - when they were besieged by police officers in the corridor earlier, the two little ones took advantage of the moment they got close to the old man's body and took each other's Poké Balls.

At this time, those hand-held elves had already scattered in the corners of the police station, and even if the Pokémon inside jumped out of the ball by themselves, it would not be too late to support here.

The old man who lost his hole cards instantly broke out in a cold sweat, so he had to rely on this old pair of legs and feet to continue running, trying to shake off the hateful little flame monkey, and the police officers who rushed out after the little flame monkey-

The damned fire beginner elf kept a short distance from Smura as if teasing its prey, neither rushing to catch up with the panting old man nor slowing down, the flames rising from behind him stood out in the dim evening and showed the way for the policemen......

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"When the first little magneto came to me, I didn't realize what was going to happen next."

In Director William's house, a tall middle-aged man has a depressed and sluggish look in his eyes, and his resolute chin is closed one by one, describing the specific situation of the incident to Bilan, Douzi and N.

"An engineer named Arno once warned me that if the electric elves were allowed to burst out of power, it would cause great physical and mental damage to those Pokémon. But I didn't listen to her advice and abandon this plan, on the one hand, I thought that the advanced medical and cultivation program could offset the adverse effects of long-term self-detonation, and on the other hand, because no company at the time considered the health of Pokémon as a concern, and I actually held the same view as them. ”

"The life of a Pokémon is insignificant—such a statement would be criticized now, but in the old days when Pokémon labor laws didn't exist, it seemed like common sense. I'm not a moral deviant who would rejoice in mistreating elves, but now that I think about it, when faced with a choice, I do subconsciously look down on Pokémon, and I selectively ignore the elves' spiritual feelings—presumably to blame me for this negligence, and fate has punished me. ”

In front of three strangers, William dissected himself honestly and openly.

"Pokémon's calls for higher pay come up almost every month, especially at the Lichong Power Plant. The benefits of human employees in our factory are very high, with a long vacation and countless employee bonuses, so many Pokémon will protest because of this. But companies are still profitable after all, and we can't meet all of their requirements. ”

"And in response to the Pokémon's protests, we also have a basic understanding of their behavior patterns. Compared to the human parade full of anger and malice, the Pokémon's protests lack a connection, and are basically petty fights, and sometimes even closer to a kind of coquettishness. Pokémon don't speak, and their requests for raises are often conveyed by an employee, with humans listing conditions and elves nodding or shaking their heads to express their attitudes. The company will answer the requests made by the agents, and sometimes it will actually give them a little more treatment, but if you want to calm the rioting elves again, you still have to rely on the agent that the Pokémon found to comfort you......"

"In our company, the person who played the role of agent most often was Arnault, who often left her job before the fatal production accident and led the elves to make all sorts of unreasonable demands on the factory. She even led the group of little magnets and lightning balls to propose the abolition of the night shift system for Pokémon - we are a power station, and a regular shutdown of one department could destroy an entire quarter's production capacity. ”

"So you think that this bombing is actually a continuation of Ms. Arnault's past activities?"

Bilan reacted quickly: "But at the time of this explosion, Arno had a perfect alibi. Various evidence also suggests that the demonstrations were spontaneously caused by the electric Pokémon. ”

"This is what puzzled me the most, because the agent didn't show up, and it wasn't until the last moment that I understood the intentions of the group of electric Pokémon - when seventy-one electric Pokémon lined up in a neat array in front of me, and the self-destructing magnetic monster led by me placed an alarm clock in front of me, and silently brewed the white light that was about to perform the "Big Bang" move, I finally realized my ignorance of the past——"

William sighed deeply: "Pokémon who are accustomed to using the 'Big Bang' skill to generate electricity, don't think that a collective self-explosion will be such a terrifying thing at all. ”

"Why don't you grant all the elves' requests at once?" Douzi asked bluntly, "So that the crisis can be temporarily resolved." ”

"Because by then it's too late." The middle-aged man shook his head heavily, "The first time the little magnet came to me, it tried to show me its intentions, but at that time, I didn't want to refuse its request. Then I saw that after the elves began to brew a collective self-explosion, no matter how much they changed their words, they would not listen to what I said. The only mercy they have given me is the countdown of that quarter of an hour......"

"During those fifteen minutes, I did my best to minimize the damage from the impending explosion. I evacuated the staff in a timely manner and notified the police and fire brigade. As soon as the explosion occurred, I contacted Arnault, on the one hand, to confirm with her whether she was responsible for the incident, and on the other hand, to ask her to temporarily conceal the effectiveness of the power plant so that the unemployed employees could find jobs again...... I did everything I could. ”

"But those Pokémon's behavior is completely unreasonable."

At this time, even Douzi saw the abnormality.

"Normally, shouldn't you show your force first, and then negotiate and negotiate? And if they don't recognize the power of the Big Bang, why would they set aside time for the factory manager to evacuate the employees? Right? ”

The conversation fell silent, and neither the parties involved nor the assistants who had been instructed by the detectives could answer these two questions.

Just when the atmosphere is about to freeze -

"Don't you understand?"

The green-haired youth stood up and threw a cold shout. His face was already full of grief and indignation.

"You still treat the explosion as if it were an accident, as if it could have been avoided if nothing had been done. But don't forget, the essence of this explosion is a long-standing revolution, and the elves have never been valued and treated equally by humans! ”

"You're still wondering why the elves didn't take the maximizing strategy to the point where they lost their lives! But you don't know, they just want to use this earth-shattering explosion to prove their existence! We exist here! We want equal treatment! We may be so good that we can stand out from the world, or we may be too stupid to be stupid, but we also want humanity to hear our voice! Even if this wail is written by life! ”

N pulled the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly: "I'm just too stupid." I worked hard to investigate the incident and find the truth, and I always felt that as long as I found out the truth, I could make the concept of equal treatment of elves enter the hearts of the people. But until now, the few people in the city who know the most about the incident have come together and still realize what the dead Pokémon are saying. ”

"N, what the hell are you trying to say?"

Turquoise became alert, her tan eyes staring at the titular leader of the Plasma Regiment.

The traces of the rainstorm a few days ago have completely disappeared, and now, the cold winter wind blows over the city of Lichong, and countless columns of smoke stretching into the sky change direction with the direction of the wind, but there is no one that belongs to the Lichong power plant.

Inside, the confusion in the depths of the green-haired youth's eyes had disappeared. He stood in front of two young girls and a bankrupt entrepreneur, announcing his judgment on the old world, as if standing at the center of the world—

"Smra is the right thing to do. Compromise and forbearance can never be exchanged for respect. ”

The world needs a little hustle and bustle.