Ditto doesn't move

As soon as the car door was opened, five or six heroes stepped out, among them a stunningly handsome young man with an icy expression and a style and appearance that surpassed the others.

With the air of a VIP, surrounded by admirers, he greeted the little girl waiting at the door:

"Little friend, don't be afraid, we are the messengers of justice! Where are your parents?"

Looking at the incredibly handsome older brother who seemed strangely approachable, Xiaoxiang from the nursery calmed down, her heart, which had never seen such a scene before.

Fortunately, before leaving, Xia Ming, the Martial God, made a special trip to her; otherwise, the little girl would probably be crying and rushing towards him, begging her big brother to help her find the Ditto that was suspected of being kidnapped by bad guys.

"Grandpa is counting the Pokémon in the backyard. Please, big brother, if any of the Pokémon we're fostering at the nursery are taken away..."

As Xiao Xiang spoke, his nose tingled and he wiped away tears.

Clearly, she was not a completely ignorant child.

Even without specifically asking about the situation, just seeing a little girl living alone with her grandfather, with no other adults in the house, one knows there must be more to the story.

Seeing the adorable little girl looking so upset and sad, the policewoman felt a mixture of pity and anger.

You despicable criminals, if I catch you, I'll slap you across the face and rip your hood off the ground!

After exchanging a glance with her powerful and handsome instructor, the policewoman was filled with confidence. With a fierce and decisive wave of her hand, four or five burly men charged out towards them.

When the group arrived at the backyard of the breeding house and saw the almost horrific state of the place, they became even more convinced that it must be the work of an evil organization.

It is said that criminals are becoming increasingly brazen, especially Team Rocket in the Kanto region.

They practically wanted to announce to the whole world that they were doing bad things, and there were frequent reports of eyewitnesses claiming that the other party used huge robots, hot air balloons, or even airships.

What exactly are the police in the Kanto region doing?

They can't even manage their own household properly, and they keep sending criminals to other areas. They must be severely criticized when we hold a family meeting at the end of the year!

The scene was cordoned off, traces of the disturbance were preserved and evidence was collected, and the entire ranch was searched to determine if any criminals were hiding. The series of actions were carried out smoothly and efficiently, without even requiring Xia Ming's intervention.

But it doesn't matter; as long as he stands there, the surrounding police officers have immense confidence.

Grandpa Xiaoxiang, who had rushed off to count the Pokémon, also returned at this moment. With a mix of doubt, surprise, relief, and embarrassment, he said to the police:

"Great, great! All the trainers' Pokémon are here; none of them are lost."

"Nothing was lost?!"

The policewoman, who was inspecting a crater created by a powerful attack, instinctively shouted out, but then realized that her attitude seemed a bit inappropriate.

But faced with this illogical situation, she still tried to find a reason to explain it:

"Could it be that criminals came to attack, but were spontaneously repelled by the Pokémon on the ranch?"

Having personally inspected these pits, the shattered stones, and the destructive consequences left by the attacks, it is clear that an extremely fierce battle must have broken out last night.

"Grandpa, did you hear anything last night? There must have been a terrible scene, you couldn't have missed a single sound."

Grandpa Xiaoxiang blushed. Anyone else would have been too proud to argue, but having spent so much time with Pokémon, he'd become more outspoken.

"It's a little embarrassing to say, but last night I had some drinks with some old friends, and I fell asleep as soon as I got home."

"The child was sleeping soundly and probably didn't hear anything."

That would be difficult.

The policewoman frowned her pretty brows, as if she had thought of something, and looked at Xia Ming:

"Senior, you are very knowledgeable and experienced. What's your opinion?"

Book 1: Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 38 - Reverse Detective Pokémon Arc

It's my turn to perform.

You ask me what I think? I feel it's not as good as... my brother's chivalry.

Forget it, he's my colleague after all, I should save him some face.

"The current situation is that we've received reports of a suspected attack by an evil organization, but no Pokémon have gone missing, right?"

Xia Ming, the martial god, paced back and forth a few times with his hands behind his back, noticing that some of the unconscious Pokémon were gradually waking up.

The Pokémon that were still unconscious were moved aside by the police and lined up in a row to facilitate treatment.

If a white sheet were draped over it, it would actually give the scene a sense of a major crime scene, given the eerie atmosphere.

To demonstrate his reliability, he didn't rush to reveal the truth he had fabricated. Instead, he pretended to think for a moment and then asked:

"If it is indeed an evil organization that wants to steal Pokémon, they will usually prepare capture tools such as rope nets, electric guns, or cages."

"Based on what you've said, if the Pokémon itself repelled the enemy, then the remains of damaged tools should be found at the scene."

The policewoman nodded. As expected of a senior officer, her words were wise and insightful.

At the order, the officers in charge of sampling at the scene began searching for any possible tool debris, but how could they possibly find it...?

"No?"

The policewoman brushed aside her short brown hair under her police cap and asked with a puzzled look:

"Are you sure the entire scene has been searched? We can't have the time to clean up the crime scene after the criminals have been repelled, can we?"

Since no Pokémon had been captured, she felt relieved compared to her initial tension and anxiety, and her tone became much more relaxed.

"Yes. There were no suspicious items left at the scene. If it weren't for the extent of the damage, I would have thought that a high-intensity Pokémon battle had taken place here."

The reporting officer couldn't help but complain as well.

"Grandpa, are you sure this is an evil organization... Hey, senior?"

The policewoman noticed that Xia Ming suddenly walked up to a Pokémon that had just woken up from unconsciousness.

It was a Sandslash, which is not common in the Alola region. The Sandslash was scratching its head with a puzzled look on its face.

Xia Ming still remembered this Pangolin King. Last night, he planned to kill it directly and complete the mission in one go.

However, they underestimated these trainers' Pokémon. Although their strengths varied, those that trainers could confidently take to other regions to compete must at least have a unique skill.

For example, the Sand King in front of him is very good at the [Roll] move. Combined with its rock spikes, it almost made Xia Ming hallucinate that he was being tested by rolling wheels in the Miasma Valley of the New World.

"Hello, I'd like to ask you, how did you faint?"

"Mountain~ Mountain~ (Ah, so I've been defeated. What a pity.)"

"Oh, so it was a battle? Could you tell me who you were battling? Do other Pokémon also faint because of battles like you?"

A question mark appeared above the policewoman's head, but seeing Xia Ming smoothly conversing with Sandslash, nodding and looking around from time to time, and then asking questions of two or three Pokémon that had just woken up.

The question mark above his head quickly transformed into a light bulb symbolizing wisdom and clarity!

"Senior, could it be that you..."

"Ah, I don't think I've mentioned that before. I'm a Pokémon-human hybrid, so I can understand Pokémon language."

Bang! Bang! Boom!

The policewoman's heart nearly stopped for a moment, and she understood why the other women admired him so much.

As everyone knows, everyone in the Pokémon world is a Pokémon fan, and people who don't carry Pokémon with them are practically like socially awkward oddballs.

This means that most crime scenes will be witnessed by the criminals' Pokémon, and compared to some die-hard criminals, even Dark-type Pokémon are quite simple-minded.

One can easily hear testimonies from them, or obtain evidence based on their testimonies.

However, Pokémon language has always been a major challenge for the research community, as every Pokémon discovered so far has its own unique pronunciation.

But what's amazing is that Eevee, which says "Bu~Bu~", and Pikachu, which says "Pika Pika", can understand each other's meanings even though they have never met before and use different pronunciations.

Pokémon, isn't that amazing!

Such ability... such ability is simply a savior for the police!!!

"Don't you think it's amazing that you just believed what I said so readily?"

Xia Ming thought to himself, but his face remained impassive:

“I’ve already consulted with these Pokémon, and things don’t seem to be as the old man imagines.”

"The destruction we are witnessing is not caused by an evil organization. It seems that powerful Pokémon battled last night, and these Pokémon were ignited with fighting spirit, each launching large-scale battles, which led to this."

Seemingly to echo Xia Ming's words, the Pokémon that had just woken up from their unconsciousness all surrounded him, nodding in agreement.

With these pieces of evidence to back it up, the policewoman was already seven or eight parts convinced that this was probably the truth.

But you can't blame the owner of the breeding center. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. Pokémon sometimes fight each other on a whim and cause a lot of damage.

Grandpa Xiaoxiang was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile:

"So, it's simply because of Pokémon battles?"

The policewoman seemed not to understand the meaning behind his bitter laugh, and nodded regretfully, saying, "That's how it seems for now."

The old man with the white hair opened his mouth, trying one last time to say:

"Can we apply for damage compensation from the Pokémon League for damages caused by spontaneous Pokémon battles?"

That's of course... impossible.

While the requirements for applying for damages from the alliance are not difficult, it often requires first clarifying the cause of the damage.

The damage caused by battles similar to those in regular gym challenges is usually handled by the gym owner at their own expense.

Even he himself didn't have much hope. After all, he had run a breeding center his whole life, and he had paid out of his own pocket to repair the minor damage caused by the Pokémon that the trainers had boarded up with in battles.

However, the destruction caused by this spontaneous battle between Pokémon seems to have gone a bit too far.

"Objection あり!!!"

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An exaggerated voice came from behind.

It's...it's Xia Ming, the Martial God, who pointed his finger into the air!

"Old man, haven't you noticed something?"

Nani!

"While the battles did cause unavoidable damage,... these Pokémon have all seen a significant increase in their strength!"

"If I were a trainer, I would probably burst out laughing when I saw this."

That's right, the hatchery isn't a cheap place. The reason it can charge so much, besides incubating eggs, is...

It's for giving Pokémon experience while they're AFK!

P.S.: I think the most outrageous sensitive word is "evil organization".

Book 1 The Happy Little Ditto: Chapter 39 Occasionally, let's have a serious topic.

How did the industry of animal husbandry farms develop?

This brings us to the question of why trainers can only carry six Pokémon with them at any one time.

The rule that you can only carry six Pokémon with you is said to date back to a time when there was no Pokédex.

The human settlements of that period were called Seishi, which is the ancient Sinnoh region.

In the reception hall of the breeding house, a group of people held teacups and listened to Xia Ming tell a story.

The policewoman interjected:

"I know this."

"Taking care of Pokémon is a very troublesome thing. According to Professor Oak's calculations, if you also have to take care of battles and training, six Pokémon is the limit that a normal person can take care of at the same time."

Xia Ming rolled his eyes at her and took a small cookie from the plate that Xiao Xiang had brought over:

"As you said yourself, this is normal. Throughout history, there has never been a shortage of extremely wealthy people. Since they can't take care of themselves, why not simply let their servants take care of them?"

"Eh???"

The policewoman was clearly stunned for a moment.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that all the wealthy people I know seem to do this.

Build a huge mansion and keep dozens of Pokémon.

The Pokémon's daily life is taken care of by servants and butlers, while the owner and the owner's children are only responsible for enjoying the happiness of being surrounded by cute Pokémon.