As a trainer, he has the rain trait

Zhilin and the police officers properly placed the injured Pokémon and organized and recorded the clues and evidence at the scene for subsequent investigation and analysis.

After everything was settled and the mess was cleaned up, Zhilin and Peng Yao returned to the police station together, where they patiently waited for Xu Qingyan's return.

A few hours later, Xu Qingyan returned to the police station.

Zhilin stepped forward and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xu Qingyan shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly, "I didn't catch up. The little Yinglong was like a fish in water on the ocean. It was extremely fast and very familiar with that sea area. It quickly got rid of me."

After hearing this, Zhilin frowned, "It seems that the Fuhai Clan's lair is very likely on the sea."

Xu Qingyan nodded, "I think so too."

Zhilin pondered, "Since the Fuhai Clan are active in the Jiangnan area, why don't we go to the Jiangnan Gym and ask the owner about the situation? Maybe he can provide us with some useful information."

Xu Qingyan agreed, "Okay, let's set off now."

......

Jiangnan Taoist Temple is located in Taihu Lake, blending in with the surrounding lake and mountain scenery and complementing each other.

The architectural style of the Taoist temple is unique, with white walls, black tiles, flying eaves and brackets, full of the charm of the Jiangnan water town.

Zhilin and Xu Qingyan walked into the gym, which was filled with a faint scent of tea.

Wei Zhen, the owner of Jiangnan Taoist Temple, was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, sipping tea leisurely.

Seeing Zhilin and Xu Qingyan coming, Wei Zhen stood up slightly and greeted them with a smile.

"Welcome King Xu and friend Zhilin to visit the Jiangnan Dojo!"

"Master Wei, you are too polite." Xu Qingyan nodded in return.

Zhilin also returned the gift.

Wei Zhen led the two to the stone table and poured them two cups of tea. "The best Taihu Green Bamboo, please try it."

Zhilin took a sip and said impatiently, "Master Wei, we are tracking down the Fuhai Clan. We now suspect their lair may be along the Jiangnan coast. Do you have any recent leads?"

Wei Zhen gently put down the teacup in his hand, nodded, and slowly said: "I already know your purpose. I did find a clue, but I can't confirm its authenticity."

Xu Qingyan's eyes lit up. "It's good to have a clue. We'll find out if it's true or not after we investigate."

Wei Zhen nodded and continued, "In recent months, someone has purchased a large amount of daily necessities and rented ships to transport them to the sea. I suspect there are a group of shady rats hiding on an uninhabited island at sea.

They always choose new suppliers and ships, and they are very cautious. To avoid misunderstandings or alerting the enemy, I am still waiting and watching."

Xu Qingyan tapped the stone table with his fingertips, thought for a moment, and said, "It's indeed possible that it's the Fuhai Clan. The Alliance is keeping a close eye on them inland, so they can't hide, so they've taken to the sea."

"But after all, there is no definite evidence, so it is impossible for me to conduct a large-scale investigation on the sea." Wei Zhen sighed.

Zhilin's mind flashed back to the human skin mask he had used before. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Master Wei, if that's the case, can we disguise ourselves as crew members on the cargo ship and sneak in to investigate?"

Wei Zhen frowned slightly, and after a moment's contemplation, he said, "It's theoretically feasible. But how to pretend is a problem. Even if you can get away with it, the subsequent lurking is very dangerous and requires strong strength as support, if it is the Fu Hai Clan."

Xu Qingyan listened from the side, looked at Zhilin, frowned and said, "You want to go?"

Zhilin nodded, "Yeah!"

Xu Qingyan frowned even more tightly and said worriedly, "This is very dangerous. Think carefully."

Zhilin smiled, looked at Xu Qingyan and said, "As a Rainbow Warrior, you must do what a warrior should do."

Xu Qingyan sighed softly, "Then I will meet you in the nearby waters. If there is any danger, notify me immediately."

A warm feeling welled up in Zhilin's heart. "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Wei Zhen nodded and stood up. "Now that you have made up your mind, I will help you collect information about the crew of the cargo ship."

"Thank you, Master Wei!"

In the next few days, Zhilin repeatedly practiced the crew's behavior and communication methods, waiting for the day when the cargo ship would depart.

......

February 12, afternoon.

Zhilin stood in front of the mirror, slowly put the mask on his face, and gently pressed the edges with his fingers to ensure a tight fit.

Then, he began to adjust his expression and temperament, imitating the image in the crew information provided by Wei Zhen, and tried to bring out some vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

The rough fabric of his crew uniform rubbed against his skin, giving him a strange feeling.

The clothes had a faint smell of the sea, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After getting dressed, Zhilin came to the dock where the cargo ship was docked. He walked towards the cargo ship with a slightly casual pace but with the habit of living at sea for many years. His shoulders swayed slightly, as if he was already accustomed to the bumps of the waves.

Zhilin came to a pile of cargo. Relying on his daily observation of the crew's work and last-minute learning, he successfully mixed into the team carrying cargo. Although his movements were a little unfamiliar, they did not arouse suspicion from others.

The cargo ship slowly left the dock with slight bumps, and its huge hull broke through the calm sea surface, splashing layers of white waves.

Zhilin had already sneaked into the cargo hold while the ship was setting sail.

The warehouse was filled with a stuffy atmosphere caused by being closed for a long time. Zhilin found a relatively secluded place in the corner of the dim warehouse and curled up.

There were a wide variety of daily necessities piled up around him, including boxes of dry food, barrels of drinking water and various canned foods. These supplies became his food at this time.

Because he might not be able to find food later, Zhilin rummaged through the pile of supplies and found a pack of compressed biscuits. He opened it and took a bite. The dry taste and faint wheat aroma spread in his mouth. Although it was not delicious, it could effectively relieve hunger.

He found another bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and took a few big gulps. The cool water flowed down his throat, making him feel a little more refreshed.

In the somewhat lonely warehouse, time seemed to stretch exceptionally long.

Zhilin could only lie on the cargo box with his eyes closed to rest, conserve his energy, maintain the release of his mental power, and vigilantly pay attention to the movements outside the cargo hold to avoid being discovered by the crew.

In this way, after more than a day of sailing, the ship finally slowly reached the shore.

Zhilin heard the heavy sound of the anchor being thrown into the water, as well as the busy footsteps and shouts of the crew on the deck.

Zhilin slowly stood up, rubbed his legs which were slightly numb from curling up for a long time, quietly approached the warehouse door, observed the situation outside through the crack in the door, and prepared to find the right time to walk out of the warehouse.