Chapter 207: Poaching Gang Targets Elves

Isn't that solved?

Chen Xizhou tilted his head and glanced, but didn't say anything.

At this time, silence is better than words, and the effect of silence is more significant.

At Fang Ling's signal, Niu Dazhong opened the door of the detention room and asked his Caterpie to pick up all six Poké Balls.

"Even so, I still trouble you to stay here for a while." Fang Ling put away the Poké Ball and shouted to the Murkrow in the detention room, "If you have any needs, you can tell us. If there is a way to meet them, we will try our best to meet you."

Actively returning stolen goods can be punished leniently within the legal scope, and the current behavior of the three Murkrows meets the requirements.

However, the specific sentencing needs to wait until the rest of the poachers and Pokémons are brought to justice, the law enforcement department completes the investigation, and the relevant departments review and prosecute before the trial can be carried out.

"Yadong——"

The honest voice sounded with the red light released by the Poké Ball, and six pink Pokémons appeared in front of Chen Xizhou and Fang Ling.

Chen Xizhou looked at the Slowpoke in front of him, and then at the Slowpoke beside him.

It turned out to be your fellow tribe!

However, the tails of these six Slowpokes were all broken!

Why were they broken?

Chen Xizhou suddenly remembered that in the entry for Slowpokes, their long tails were often pulled off. This kind of tail that would break and fall off naturally is an easy-to-obtain and very valuable ingredient.

It can be inferred that the other party must have done this for the tail of the Slowpokes.

However, was it naturally detached or cut off manually?

Chen Xizhou looked at the broken marks on the tail of the Slowpokes, and it was obvious which method the other party used.

Fortunately, the Slowpokes are dull, and they will not feel pain even if their tails are eaten, and they will not even notice that new tails have grown.

After the Slowpokes conducted a detailed examination of the six Slowpokes and confirmed that they were not affected by the broken tails, they were relieved and told Chen Xizhou the results.

Chen Xizhou's hanging heart was also relieved.

At this moment, a sudden idea came to Chen Xizhou's mind.

If a few more Slowpokes who can speak human language can be cultivated, the work efficiency of institutions such as the Law Enforcement Bureau, the Research Institute, and the Tree Fruit Laboratory will be greatly improved.

The only question is, does every Slowpoke have the ability to speak human language?

"I'll take these Slowpokes away first. If you need any help, come to my office."

Chen Xizhou gave instructions, collected the Slowpokes with the Poké Ball, and got on the special car back to the town. The follow-up of this case will of course be followed up by the General Law Enforcement Bureau.

...

Meanwhile.

At the foot of Yan Gui Mountain, a winding river flows through the forest, with clear waves rippling the river bank, and the sun shines through the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows.

Four poachers wearing tattered cloth and holding hunting rifles by the river are painstakingly repairing their guns and preparing for rescue work.

Although the river water is clear, there is no one on both sides of the river bank, and it is extremely quiet. Only the occasional cry of crows makes the river seem more mysterious.

The water source is often the safest place in the entire jungle, and the water source coast is also a place where all elves tacitly prohibit conflicts.

It is not known whether this rule is unique to the jungle of Langqi Island or exists in the whole world. The thieves do not care because it does not prevent them from staying safe by using this rule.

There are many elves quenching their thirst by the stream, but even the elves in the upper and lower levels of the food chain are in a silent state of not interfering with each other.

For this group of outsiders, the wild elves here just pretend not to see them.

The poachers did not and dared not disturb these elves drinking water, they exchanged information with each other.

Obviously, they had already discussed the rescue plan.

The poachers have given up the two companions in the city hospital, because as long as they can rescue all the dark crows in the elf detention center, the poaching operation can continue.

Suddenly, a crow elf wearing a big gentleman's hat on his head suddenly flew out of the woods.

It stroked the white feathers on its chest with its wings, looked at the four poachers under the tree with cold eyes, and while making a strange cry, it took out a pink tail from under its wings.

It was the tail of Slowpoke.

The Crow Pokémon flicked Slowpoke's tail into the air, then opened its beak, waited for Slowpoke's tail to fall into its mouth, and swallowed it.

Although it swallowed it whole, the sweetness from the tail still made the Crow Pokémon unable to stop.

No!

I have to have another one!

The Crow Pokémon took out another Slowpoke's tail from under the other wing and enjoyed the delicious food in the same way.

The only bald man with a red headband was the leader of the theft gang. He stood up and asked the other members: "How is it, are you ready?"

"Alright!"

"My big dick is thirsty!"

"It's OK."

The headband leader nodded, glanced at the Crow Pokémon on the tree, and waved his hand and ordered: "Let's go!"

As the poaching gang left, the Crow Pokémon, who had a burp, began to follow slowly. A Murkrow flew out from the tree behind it and followed behind. That was its little brother.

The poachers relied on the river beside them to avoid disturbing the creatures in the forest. There was no doubt that as long as they acted carefully, they could successfully rescue the three dark crows.

When the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was a night of murder and arson.

At this time, the sunset had already fallen into the sea, and Yan Gui Mountain was shrouded in a dim atmosphere. The poachers' pace became more and more rapid.

"Boss, there is a harvest!"

One of the thieves who was exploring the way suddenly sent a signal.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and it was a pink and fat Pokémon.

If it wasn't Slowpoke, which Pokémon could it be?

What should we do now?

Everyone and the Pokémon looked at the headband leader, and he needed to make a decision.

What is his gang doing?

Why go to the detention center to save three Murkrows?

Is Slowpoke worth money?

The three self-questions directly made the headband leader change the original plan, and the team stopped where they were and began to make a new plan.

The Slowpoke not far away was sleeping on a protruding rock by the river, and had no idea that danger was approaching him.

This can't be blamed on this silly Pokémon.

The rule of "no conflict at the water source" is deeply rooted in the hearts of every wild Pokémon in this forest, and it does not think that it will be in danger on the shore.

The headband leader and the team members made a plan together, and the crow Pokémon and his younger brother Murk Crow also patrolled the woods under the moonlight.

As long as they act fast enough, this Slowpoke can be easily captured.

What the poaching team did not notice was that where Slowpoke slept, there was a black shadow with scarlet eyes lurking in the stream.

Could this black shadow's target be Slowpoke?