A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

In an abandoned industrial park in a province and city in South China, there is a hidden underground flat layer.

At this time, in the underground floor, a man wearing a black cyberpunk-style helmet was in front, followed closely by two burly men in black suits. They were holding a Southeast Asian man with handcuffs, a dark complexion and a dead look in his eyes, and walking forward.

They walked into a separate sealed room. It could be seen that this room had been specially modified, and the materials used were so strong that even ghost-type Pokémon could not penetrate it.

Two men in suits threw the East Asian man to the ground. The man did not resist or struggle to stand up, but lay prone on the ground.

Then the two men in suits retreated respectfully and closed the special steel door in the interrogation room.

"Alright, for a bandit like you who lives on the edge of a knife, family affection is a joke. It's just that your son died, so there's no need to pretend like that."

An electronic sound modified by the helmet came, stimulating the man lying on the ground.

The man lying on the ground was Rizki, who had lost his son. His eyes, which had been as dead as ashes, suddenly flashed with anger and he struggled to stand up.

The helmeted man, who exuded a cold aura, quickly kicked out, and this kick, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, kicked straight at Rizki's abdomen.

There was only a dull "bang!" sound, and Rizki had no time to react before he was hit hard by this extremely ferocious kick.

In an instant, a wave of severe pain swept over him like a tide, and Rizki couldn't help but let out a shrill wail: "Ah~"

His body involuntarily fell forward. Since his hands were still handcuffed tightly behind his back, he was completely unable to use his hands to support his falling body.

Rizki's dark face slammed heavily onto the hard, rough ground in an extremely embarrassed manner. The moment it made contact with the ground, a cloud of dust rose up.

The helmeted man showed no mercy. He slowly raised his right foot and without hesitation, slammed his specially made leather boot down hard on Rizki's face.

The unique and complex pattern on the soles of his shoes rubbed mercilessly against Rizki's cheeks, causing him unbearable pain.

"You landed in China secretly and tried to capture the beast without telling us. And to save your own life, you even dared to hand over our freighter to the Central China Champion? You're really brave."

This time, it is impossible for Xiaoying's cargo ship to be robbed by pirates at sea alone. There must be external forces from other countries involved.

Even if they were caught by these bandits by chance, they could not withstand the wrath of the world's superpowers.

So the interception of this freighter was nominally the work of the Water Blade Group, but in reality it was the result of the top combat forces of other countries.

"Okay." Suddenly a voice came from all sides of the closed room.

In the dim room, a huge curtain appeared, emitting a cold light. Two figures appeared on the curtain. One of them sat upright on a chair, half hidden in the shadows. His face was never seen. Only the outline of the person sitting on the tall chair revealed an awe-inspiring mystery.

The other figure was slender and obviously a woman. She was standing nearby holding a stack of documents. The curtain was blurry and only the silhouette of the person could be seen, but not her face.

The figure sat upright, fingers rhythmically gliding across the sun elf's fur, the movements soothing. The sun elf being caressed lay quietly on the figure's thigh.

The man in the helmet stared at the projection on the screen respectfully, not daring to breathe. The whole picture was filled with a depressed mood.

The voice from the curtain came again, mixed with echoes, reverberating in the closed room.

"Forget it, open the handcuffs and return the Poké Ball to him. He can still be of use."

Hearing this, the helmeted man threw out a Poké Ball, which was none other than the same Garagara that had previously killed the Nine-Tailed Fox and severely injured Cheng Feng. Garagara swung the bone club in his hand, and a powerful gust of wind whistled, directly shredding the handcuffs.

He took out the Poké Balls of Squidward and Scythehelm that had been sealed on the island in the middle of the lake from the bag, took out an equipment to remove the electromagnetic chains on the Poké Balls, and then threw the two Poké Balls in front of Rizki.

Only the Chinese government has the means to seal and eliminate this kind of thing, so this person may have an inseparable connection with the Chinese top leaders.

After the helmeted man finished everything, he looked up and asked, "What about the freighter?"

At this moment, the woman who had been standing behind the curtain responded to the helmeted man with a cold female voice, without using any electronic equipment to change the tone.

He said, "Fishing requires bait. Our people will be mixed in with the alliance team. When the time comes, we will join forces with the Water Blade Group in the South China Sea to attack and eliminate those diehard followers of Li Xingeng."

"Do you need me to provide support?"

"No need. As long as a champion-level trainer doesn't show up, Li Xingeng won't even be able to get the freighter, and all the manpower he's trained will be lost."

The helmeted man pointed at Rizki, who was kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with his arms, and said, "What should we do with this Indonesian monkey?"

"Let it go."

………………

Inside the prison hospital

Zhang Heng walked into the operating room at 2 a.m. to assist in the surgical operation.

It is now around 4 a.m., and after nearly two hours of surgery, the vital signs of the Damo baboon have been basically saved, helping it out of danger.

Of course, the key to the success of this operation is inseparable from Zhang Heng's assistance, but the surgeon, Dr. Qiu, is the key to this treatment.

After the two put down the surgical instruments in their hands, they walked out of the operating room, and the remaining suturing, disinfection, and bandaging were left to the assistant doctor and the nurse.

Dr. Qiu spoke to Zhang Heng while taking off his disposable sterile surgical gown and disinfecting it.

"Xiao Heng, your composure is enough to qualify you for the position of assistant physician. Do you want to take over Mr. Zhang's job in the future?"

"Uncle Qiu, the road ahead is long, and I haven't made up my mind yet. Of course, it would be better if I could develop comprehensively in multiple directions, but first I need to learn more from senior doctors like you who have superb medical skills."

"Haha, you're so young, but your eloquence is already as good as your father's."

Uncle Qiu, who was ten years older than Zhang Heng's father, was a renowned top surgeon.

"Xiao Heng, there are no outsiders here. Tell me, is there anything in this prison that Lei Yuan is interested in?"

"Do you know what kind of electric Pokémon is guarding this prison? And where is it located?"

After hearing what Zhang Heng said, Dr. Qiu was also stunned for a while, considering that Zhang Leiyuan was an electric-type trainer.

Then he asked Zhang Heng, "Is your dad... okay? He wouldn't have set his eyes on the electric-type Pokémon guarding the prison, would he? It's already owned and can't be captured."