Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

&34;This Transfiguration Dragon...&34;

Tian Mengru stared at the transparent figure that kept twisting in the lavender superpower light net, her brows almost twisted into a knot.

Gardevoir maintained its mental strength, and the lavender energy band bound the Hidden Dragon tightly.

Lin Yi squatted down and took out two Poké Balls: "It has this in its arms."

&34;What Pokémon is inside?&34;

&34;Double-bomb gas and naughty mines.&34;

Lin Yi rubbed the patterns on the Poké Ball with his thumb, his tone calm but with a hint of coldness.

Hearing these two names, Tian Mengru's face turned pale instantly: "Could it be..."

&34;That&34;s right.&;

Lin Yi nodded, "They were ready to explode the moment I released them, but I was prepared and put them back into the Poké Ball before the explosion."

&34;This is too dangerous.&34;

There are dozens of lives in the cabin, and half of China's scientific research community is on this plane. If an accident occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

"I was careless, I reflect on it."

Lin Yi rarely refuted and said solemnly, "What should we do now?"

&34;Talk to Dr. An.&34;

Tian Mengru took a deep breath and said, "She is the nominal and actual leader of our team."

"That's fine."

……

An Qing pushed open the metal door leading to the changing room, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at the invisible dragon that was restrained by Gardevoir's superpowers with sharp eyes.

The hidden dragon closed its eyes tightly, and looked as if it was ready to be dealt with. Its scales glowed with an eerie transparent luster under the cold light of the cabin.

&34;Don't you think it looks a bit like Cassian's cloaking dragon?&34;

An Qing tapped her chin with her slender fingertips, her tone a little playful.

Tian Mengru narrowed her eyes and looked closer:

"Indeed, it is very similar to Cassian's main force, the Metamorphosis, and its tail is much longer than that of ordinary Metamorphosis."

Lin Yi frowned slightly: "Cassian? Who?"

An Qing put one hand in her pocket, the metal watch on her wrist flashed a cold light, "One of the Four Heavenly Kings before Lao Mei, Connor is dead, right? Cassian is the newly promoted Four Heavenly Kings of the General Department."

"The main force of the Four Heavenly Kings of Lao Meixin is only level 34?"

Lin Yi stared at the level data on the system panel with a somewhat strange expression.

It's not that level 69 is not high, but as China's backup king, he is well aware of the strength of this level. Put it in the lineup of the Four Heavenly Kings, especially the Four Heavenly Kings of a big country like Lao Mei, it does seem a little insufficient.

As China's candidate king, Tian Mengru's main Pokémon are all above level 70.

Tian Mengru stroked the Poké Ball on her waist and said in a deep voice: "I don't know about that."

An Qing raised her lips in a cold arc, and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the metal dial of her watch: "Laomei, what a great gift..."

Before he finished speaking, the air pressure around him suddenly dropped, and the aura under his professional attire seemed to become real, filling the small dressing room with a chill.

She narrowed her eyes, her gaze as cold as ice: "Don't make this public, don't let anyone else know, I will report this to the alliance."

She glanced at the Hidden Dragon, and her cold eyes made the Hidden Dragon tremble unconsciously, "As for this Hidden Dragon, keep an eye on it and don't let it run away."

"I understand." Tian Mengru and Lin Yi responded in unison.

……

Outside the Lame International Airport, the sun blows in with the warmth of early summer.

The senior officials sent by the US-China Alliance were dressed in neat suits, and the uniforms of the honor guard behind them shone with metallic luster in the sun. They were waiting in an orderly manner for the research team headed by An Qing.

"Dr. An Qing, long time no see!"

Mr. Smith, the leader, came over with a big smile on his face and even opened his arms for a hug.

An Qing's eyes darkened slightly, and she took a half step back calmly, her heels making a crisp sound on the ground.

&34;Excuse me, Mr. Smith,&34;

The accompanying translator immediately stepped forward to help, saying in a professional and gentle tone, "You know, Dr. An is more accustomed to expressing friendship with a handshake."

An Qing led several senior researchers in the team forward, and their fingertips gripped each other with moderate strength.

Smith's eyes stayed on her young face for a moment, and suddenly smiled:

"I've long heard that Dr. An is a legend in the academic world, but today I realized that the rumors were wrong after meeting her - she is no longer a serious scholar, but a beauty who walked out of a painting."

&34;You are so kind.&34;

An Qing raised a formal smile and stepped aside to let the boy next to her out. "This is my son, Lin Yi. This time he will be the accompanying security guard as the candidate for the king."

&34;It turns out to be the rising star of Huaxia Meng! &34;

Another official immediately showed an approving look, "Mr. Lin is truly a hero at a young age, having been selected as a candidate for the title of Heavenly King."

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and nodded without saying much.

An Qing glanced at her watch, and her fingertips gently brushed the institute badge on her cuff: "Everyone, with so many of us stuck here, I'm afraid it will delay the airport operation. Why don't we move to the institute to discuss in detail?"

&34;You should!&34;

Smith raised his hand to indicate the direction of the convoy, but his eyes fell on An Qing's hand hanging by her side again.

The silver ring gleamed coldly in the sunlight, just like her aura that always kept people at a distance.

As the group passed through the special passage, the guard of honor suddenly played a welcoming song.

An Qing did not stop, looking through the glass curtain wall at the distant clouds, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the ring.

The convoy rolled over tiny spots of light on the winding mountain road, and the bulletproof glass filtered the roar of the engines into a muffled sound.

An Qing half-leaned on the leather seat, her fingertips tapping lightly on the leather handbag on her knees. As she closed her eyes to rest, the broken diamonds on her earrings drew cold arcs of light as the car body bumped along.

Lin Yi sat diagonally in front, his eyes scanning the window, with a Poké Ball in his hand.

He had been feeling uneasy ever since he spotted the Metamorphosaur on the plane.

Suddenly, a silver-blue flash of lightning rose between the mountains and forests.

There were more than thirty thunder zebras marching parallel to the convoy, following crackling arcs of electricity. The electric current jumping between their manes illuminated the surrounding grass and trees.

In the sky, several prima swans spread their pure white snow wings and circled. The patterns on their tail feathers flowed in the sunlight, like floating gold fragments.

"strangeness……"

Tian Mengru looked around and muttered.

Lin Yi looked at her, "What's strange about that?"

"It's really unusual. In the past, when Dr. An came to Laomei to participate in joint projects, there would be at least one Four Heavenly Kings-level trainer leading the team, but today..."

She looked out the window at the symbolic flock of birds patrolling low in the sky, "The ones responsible for security are just a group of professional trainers, not even the candidate king has shown up."

……

When the group arrived at the headquarters of the Prison American Alliance, dusk was gilding the neon lights of the city that never sleeps.

The staff led the crowd through the revolving door. Under the 20-meter-high dome of the hall, the crystal chandelier refracted tiny spots of light, making the marble floor sparkle.

"What a luxury..."

Lin Yi looked at the dazzling crystal chandeliers and the glittering dome, and a slight sneer escaped from his throat.

He had been to the Huaxia Alliance many times and had seen the solemnity and majesty of the alliance headquarters, but he had never seen such luxurious decoration.

The offices of the Four Heavenly Kings are just simple walnut furniture and plain carpets, which are nothing compared to here where even the columns are carved with gilded patterns.

The staff of the Prison American Alliance led everyone to their respective rooms.

Tian Mengru, the bodyguard responsible for protecting An Qing, naturally lived in the same room with her. Lin Yiben should have followed the same security standards, but he stopped in front of An Qing's door and tapped on the door frame with his fingertips.

An Qing raised her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes, which were always filled with coldness, suddenly curved, as if she tacitly agreed to something.

She knew that Lin Yi came here not just to serve as her bodyguard.

After An Qing and Tian Mengru closed and locked the door, Lin Yi stroked the Poké Ball on his waist with his fingertips, turned around and went downstairs to find the receptionist Smith, and deliberately mixed a lazy and dandy air into his voice:

"Mr. Smith, it's boring to be stuck here all the time. What's so good about the city that never sleeps?"

In the eyes of others, he, Lin Yi, is just a second-generation official who relies on his parents' protection to get a good resume, so it is normal for him to be "playful" at this moment.

Smith's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible smile, and he immediately called over a young blond woman with blue eyes:

"This is my secretary Mary. She knows the city that never sleeps very well. She will accompany you throughout the trip."

Mary walked forward in her high heels, a standard professional smile on her lips. The scent of jasmine perfume in her hair mixed with the sandalwood note of the room fragrance, weaving an invisible net around Lin Yi's nose.

He narrowed his eyes, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, even if he pretended to be an unlearned idiot, the American Prison Alliance would not let him act alone.

"Thank you, Miss Mary."