บท 30: Chapter 30 Ghetto (rewrite)
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The next day
Morning light penetrates the night sky.
A street full of abandoned houses at the western end of Saffron City.
Natsu arrived here early in the morning with Weedle.
Looking at the rows of ten-story old residential buildings that had been abandoned for an unknown time, it could be seen that no one had lived here for a long time.
As the largest city in the Kanto Region, Saffron City may appear beautiful on the surface, but there are actually many impoverished areas that people don't want to see.
For example, Natsu before, was the lowest being in Saffron City, like a bastard, and no one cared about his life or death.
And the area he was currently in was an area where the typical low-level residents of Saffron City were active.
As known as.
Ghetto.
Wearing the outfit that Kenji had arranged yesterday, his eyes were hidden under the brim of his hat, looking around the area that looked like dead silence.
He couldn't help but frown.
"He's actually here, so it's really troublesome to find him."
He was holding onto the mission information given to him by Director Rotto yesterday. Description of Pokemon, how dangerous it is and what to look out for.
The task is to clean this Pokemon.
The cleaning this time was not as simple as expelling, but really cleaning.
"It really is a familiar feeling."
Natsu muttered.
His predecessor was active in this area, and he was relatively familiar with the environment here.
Knowing how complicated things are here, finding hidden Pokemon is definitely not easy.
At the same time, Natsu could clearly sense that there were many eyes lurking in the darkness watching him in the seemingly empty space.
Hostile and greedy eyes.
With his current attire, it was indeed somewhat out of tune with this environment.
"Of course, I'd better ask someone about the situation first."
Get rid of the file.
There are only descriptions of Pokémon missions, and only the approximate area where the other party is hiding is known, and his exact location cannot be determined.
Tuk Tuk Tuk-
Stepping on the crushed stone slabs, gravel and gravel everywhere made the sound of footsteps a little dull.
Straight to the dilapidated house.
His sudden action startled the person hiding in this room and was silently observing Natsu.
He tried to leave in a panic, but heard Natsu say;
"Stop him."
Whoosh--
A crystal clear thread of bright white silk oozed out from Weedle's mouth, instantly entangling the ankles of the man who wanted to run away in shame.
He looked panicked and tried to break free, but he didn't move, and instead he got closer and closer to Natsu.
With Weedle's current String Shot, it was impossible for a normal human to break free.
Natsu stared at him blankly, meeting his panicked eyes.
Seeing this person's appearance, Natsu was slightly surprised, then quickly recovered, and said lightly: "Sanfu."
When he heard his name being called, that person was also dumbfounded.
Natsu did not expect, when he wanted to ask someone casually, he actually met his predecessor's "acquaintance".
It's just that he's changed so much now that Sanfu doesn't recognize him at all, and even if he feels familiar, he won't think of the real Natsu at all.
"Yes, Sir."
Sanfu shouted obediently, knowing that he could not escape.
One of the rules of survival in the underworld, if you meet someone who is clearly not your opponent, you have to admit it.
Natsu took out twenty Alliance coins from his pocket.
"Answer my question, it's yours."
Seeing the money, Sanfu's eyes lit up.
Don't underestimate twenty Alliance Coins, to him, it might be food security for a week or so.
He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"
"Recently. Are there any Pokemon in this area? A special place or a special event?"
"Pokemon of this area, Special event."
Sanfu blinked, lost in thought.
Immediately, surprise, quick reaction, and hurriedly said: "Recently, Scarface in the southern corner died suddenly..."
"It's not this one."
Before he could finish, Natsu interrupted.
Scarface was the one who wanted to snatch his Weedle from the start. It was estimated that after being hit by the Poison Sting Weedle, his body fell into a brief weakness, and he took the opportunity to be killed.
This is common in slum areas.
Not a big problem.
"Not." Sanfu mumbled in a low voice, and then he seemed to think of something, "In the abandoned garbage dump in the west, there have always been some strange vehicles dumping trash recently. The garbage dump There are also some strange Pokemon in it, some people say that it's a Pokemon called Grimer"
"Not." Looking up at him, he emphasized: "I'm talking about special things, things that shouldn't have happened or happened."
Scarface's death and Grimer's appearance in the landfill are routine events.
It had nothing to do with the mission.
Sensing Natsu's eyes, Sanfu's body trembled slightly, sweat dripped from his dusty forehead, leaving traces, and his mind began to spin rapidly.
Natsu wasn't in a hurry, just held his hand and waited silently.
After a while, Sanfu said in a hesitant tone: "West Point. Asef at West Point arrested Rattata. Was that an event that shouldn't have happened?"
Before Natsu could speak, Sanfu seemed to understand that such a thing might not be special to Natsu, and immediately added: "Asef doesn't have a Poke Ball!"
Hearing this, Natsu narrowed his eyes.
Give him the money and leave immediately.
It should.
There he is.
West corner of the Ghetto.
"Woo!"
Weedle, who had been sitting on Natsu's shoulder, suddenly stood up and looked at the dilapidated residential building not far away.
"You feel it?" asked Natsu.
"Woo-"
Weedle was a little confused, it was uncertain, just a sudden strange feeling.
"It should be here."
Natsu made his guess even more certain.
Quiet residential building, walking straight with raised legs.
"Who?!"
Suddenly.
As they approached, a voice rang out in the corner of the first floor.
Natsu saw a figure slowly walk out from the corner, followed by the thin and not very strong Rattata.
But that's a little surprising.
Asef and Rattata, who came out, looked a bit sluggish and their eyes were dull.
It's like a doll.
Something seems to be controlling them.
Natsu wasn't surprised at their appearance, but he was 99% sure of his guess.
His eyes looked around and saw no one.
"You, who are you?"
Asef asked again very bluntly, and Rattata beside him was even more arrogant.
"Woo!!"
Weedle echoed.
Whoosh--
Rattata seemed to have been stimulated by something, and rushed forward with all four of his limbs.
"End him," Natsu said calmly.
Weedle understood and jumped out of his shoulder, his open mouth shining with cyan, and he bit Rattata's body.
With one move, this skinny Rattata lost his ability to fight.
At the same time, Asef held a wooden stick out of nowhere, and was about to smack it into Natsu's head.
Whoosh-
But before he could approach Natsu, Weedle turned around and spat out a silk thread, tying his leg.
bang!!
Suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Weedle then added a few more threads to completely subdue him.
But Asef was like a madman, constantly struggling and roaring, he didn't look like a human at all, but a bit like a mad beast.
"Let's go, he's here."
Natsu glanced at Asef on the ground and said to Weedle.
Weedle was woven back up the shoulders.
Climb the stairs, to the top of the dilapidated residential building.
But as soon as he stepped on the stairs, he heard
rumble-
The stairs began to shake slightly, and countless footsteps came from above, accompanied by a large number of "squeaking" sounds.
Immediately after.
A tiny figure that was moving densely appeared in front of him.
Rattata!
The countless number of Rattatas, ran frantically down the stairs.
And the targets were Weedle and Natsu who entered.
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(end of this chapter)
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