Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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In a private house in Rockshade Town, several people with Black suitcases expressed solemn expressions.

On the computer screen on the desk, Evergreen was wearing a white research uniform, looked back at them sitting in the front of the neck, and slowly took off the gloves.

“Everything has been explained clearly. You are all experienced people. If you are caught by Alliance or Interpol, I don’t need to say more about how to deal with it.”

“The Boosters provided to you are all the latest research results. Although there are some minor flaws and cannot be used for a long time, it is enough to deal with the normal situation.”

Taking a sip of the lemonade, Evergreen put his chin on and looked at everyone: “After tonight, I will not contact you unless you need to communicate. The action time is Sunday. Now, if there is anything else you want to ask, please.”

Several people looked at each other hesitantly, and a person who seemed to be the leader of the team asked.

“I want to know, is this action really necessary?”

The smile on Evergreen’s face did not change, his fingers tapped the table rhythmically: “Do you think it is unnecessary?”

The leader swallowed his saliva, and simply swallowed it.

“Sunnycore City is the site of Cynthia. She is active locally. This is the place where Sinnoh has the largest flow of people. The Interpol is stationed and the Alliance is heavily guarded. Their Pokemon is well-trained. Once the organization has speculated that others, they will be stared at entering. on…”

“I don’t doubt the meaning of the organization’s decision-making, I am just curious, is it really necessary to save two abandoned children who are of no use to the organization with such a lineup?”

“They are neither the researcher who holds the data, nor the senior who holds the secrets of the organization. They are completely two marginal people. Please forgive me for not understanding the meaning of this action.”

Evergreen clapped after listening.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

“I heard Mira said that you and she cultivated elites. My view of elites has always been that they can play, but their brains are not good, but you all look good.”

“Indeed, they are two marginal people. They have no effect on the organization, and they don’t hold secrets. It can even be said that they are just two cannon fodder specially found by the organization.”

The leader clenched his fist and wanted to say something, but then calmed down. He wanted to hear what Evergreen wanted to do.

“We all know that they are cannon fodder, you said…Do Alliance and Interpol know?”

The leader was stunned: “But you call that person personally and ask him to hold Cynthia.”

Evergreen coldly snorted: “Do you think I was at a disadvantage last time.”

“Don’t dare.”

“You are not alone in the organization. Don’t hide it.” Evergreen seemed indifferent. “A bunch of scary stories, a dying man who was sent back, I admit, I really don’t understand him. What kind of person he is even instinctively scared.”

“But it doesn’t matter, I know that he is not a fool. He is very smart, knowing that his greatest value lies in his closeness with the champion, so he threw a sweetness to me at that time, and I was indeed attracted by this sweetness. .”

Evergreen drank the lemonade and dangled the glass.

“When did you have the illusion that I can’t solve Luther?”

The cup fell, and the crisp sound made everyone tremble.

“A madman has no value to me, as long as I want to solve the problem of how much effort he takes. He can live and talk about the price with me is nothing but that he can really help me get the champion.”

“A corpse and a bunch of broken stories are indeed scary, but they are only scary. What if they are not useful, so scary?”

“He wants Revenge me? hahahahaha, where is he going Revenge me?” Evergreen laughed abnormally Power Trip, “Nerium hates me to the bone, did she find me?”

The leader, in a cold sweat, said in doubt: “Luther is ours?”

Evergreen looked at the leader displeased: “I just said that you have brains, but now you don’t have them?”

“People know better than you, what he showed is to make us feel that he can work with us, whether it’s a madness or the Present, but it is releasing a message-we are all the same.”

“What you want is to survive in the end. You can understand the essence of what he did that day by looking at this level. Swagger is just to achieve the final message-I can help you contain the champion.”

The leader felt that he understood a little bit, hesitated, and decided to ask.

“But you are still testing him?”

Evergreen glanced at the leader: “Do you treat me as a 100-subject book?”

The leader shook his head in panic.

“It’s okay for you to know what I’m saying. It’s stupid to circulate less stories about him in the organization.”

“Get your tools ready, I will repeat your task again and let Alliance think we really need those two people.”

Evergreen directly clicked to disconnect the communication.

Under the dim light, Evergreen sighed helplessly.

Twenty years of latency, smooth operation, continuous funding, and successful penetration are just for the thunderbolt blow.

But what exactly is this now?

Fresh blood in the entire team didn’t know the purpose of Mob. They only came for strength, but they were never attracted by the organization’s own philosophy.

The group of Old Gramps on their heads are already very old. The original think tanks each and everyone can’t keep up with the times. When they are here, only Mira can keep up with their own rhythm.

The group of people trained by Mira is already elite, but even so, even understanding a fighting intent picture requires repeated explanations by yourself.

Is giving Alliance a smoke bomb so difficult to understand?

Is it a very profound strategy?

Such a decision will have to go through two summit meetings, so a gathering of leaders can make a decision.

It took another full week for the leaders to gather. In order to postpone this week, Evergreen’s strategy almost fell through, but the old leaders only had a word.

“This is the rule.”

When can this stubborn thinking like Primal be changed?

Now that communications are so developed, why keep this retro way of making decisions offline in the form of roundtable meetings?

Does he have any use other than looking handsome?

Evergreen picked up the book on the desk, slammed it fiercely on the ground, and stomped on it.

“Trash, reckless, pedantic, foolish fools, a bunch of old fogey who think they are in control of the times. It’s not that your starting point is high, you don’t even have the qualifications to infiltrate Alliance!”

With every foot, Evergreen felt like he had stepped on the faces of the old leaders.

After struggling to vent, there was endless emptiness. He slowly sat on the stool, looking up at the wall lamp emitting faint rays of light.

“Alliance has Cynthia, Adu, Alder, Diantha…”

“Hahahahahaha, I only have Booster, only Mira, and a bunch of pedantic old fogey!”

A heavy gasp echoed in the secret room, and a crazy idea popped up.

He appeared in Evergreen’s mind more than once, but never like this time.

The lingering thought convinced Evergreen that this is what he desperately needs.

“Mob, let the more outstanding people lead.”