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Roy teleported more than a dozen times in a row.
Every time was the maximum distance; as soon as he finished flashing, he immediately adjusted his direction and flashed again.
The consumption of his Psychic was becoming greater and greater, his head began to spin, and his temples throbbed.
But the feeling of being tracked from behind still remained.
Those people from the organizations were like dog skin plaster; he couldn't shake them off no matter what.
Roy flashed again, then leaned against a tree, gasping for breath.
The rain was getting heavier, and rainwater mixed with sweat flowed down his face.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Master Ball.
He was also using his Psychic to suppress the energy of Zapdos.
The electric arcs on the surface of the sphere had faded significantly, and the struggle of Zapdos inside had also lessened quite a bit.
Almost there, almost there.
Roy took a deep breath and forced himself to activate teleportation again.
...
Inside the car, the Man in Black stared at the instrument screen.
Suddenly, the light spot on the screen flickered again.
After this flash, the light spot didn't jump again; it disappeared?
"Hmm?" The Man in Black was stunned for a moment. "It's gone?"
"Quick! Speed up!" the Man in Black shouted. "Zapdos should have stopped!"
All the vehicles accelerated at the same time, their tires making harsh friction sounds on the wet and slippery road.
A few minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of a villa courtyard.
The Man in Black pushed open the car door, rushed out, and used the instrument to scan the surroundings.
On the screen, the light spot was right in front.
He looked up at the building in front of him.
It was a luxurious detached villa, European style, a three-story building, with a large courtyard surrounded by an iron fence outside.
The courtyard was planted with various flowers and plants, and there was a small fountain.
The lights were still on in the villa's windows; it looked like someone lived there.
"This is..." The Man in Black stared at the villa for a few seconds, then his pupils suddenly contracted.
"The Youle Family's residence?"
Someone nearby recognized the place, their voice carrying a hint of wariness.
The Youle Family was one of the top prestigious families in Kanto.
Their businesses spread across all industries; offending them would be very troublesome.
"What should we do?" a subordinate asked in a low voice.
The Man in Black gritted his teeth, staring at the instrument screen.
The location where the light spot finally disappeared was indeed in this villa.
It meant that Zapdos was very likely here.
Should he just give up the piece of fat that had already reached his mouth?
He was unwilling.
But the Youle Family's reputation was here; if he forced his way in, the consequences would be very serious.
Just as the Man in Black was hesitating, a few more cars drove over.
The Team Rockets arrived.
The purple-haired woman pushed open the car door and stepped out. Seeing the villa in front of her, she also frowned.
"The Youle Family's residence?" she said in a low voice.
Immediately after, the ninjas' vehicles also arrived.
The middle-aged leader got out of the car, took one look at the villa, and his expression was equally unpleasant.
The three groups of people stood in the rain, looking at each other, none of them moving first.
The atmosphere froze.
At this moment, a few more cars drove over.
Leading them was a middle-aged Man with Glasses; he scanned everyone present and pushed up his glasses frame.
"Everyone, this is the Youle Family's private residence." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried weight. "What are you all gathering here for in the middle of the night?"
The Man in Black gritted his teeth: "We have reason to suspect that someone stole our important item and hid in this villa."
"Your valuable item?" The Man with Glasses sneered: "You want to search the Youle Family's residence without solid evidence? You have quite some nerve."
"This..." The Man in Black was speechless.
The Man with Glasses looked at the others: "Do you all think so too?"
The purple-haired woman from Team Rockets was silent for a few seconds, then put away the instrument in her hand.
"Sorry for the disturbance." She turned and left, straightforward and decisive.
It wasn't that she didn't want to pursue, but the Youle Family was indeed not to be trifled with.
Moreover, the energy fluctuation of Zapdos had already disappeared; even if they went in to search, they might not necessarily find it.
She only came this time because she didn't want to waste the resources the boss had arranged.
Now that the boss was still being detained for the molestation charge, if she couldn't get Zapdos, so be it; if she offended the Youle Family on top of that, the big boss would probably abandon their Lightning Team.
So, she wisely chose to retreat.
The middle-aged leader of the ninjas also hesitated for a moment, but finally waved his hand and retreated with his people.
Seeing this, people from other small organizations didn't dare to act rashly and left one after another.
Although the Man in Black was unwilling, he looked at the bodyguard-like people behind the Man with Glasses and backed down.
"Let's go." He gritted his teeth and said, then took his people into the car.
Soon, it became quiet in front of the villa courtyard.
Only the Man with Glasses and a few bodyguards were left standing in the rain.
"Send people to keep an eye on the surroundings; report immediately if there is any movement." The Man with Glasses ordered in a low voice, then turned and walked into the villa.
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Inside the villa.
Roy had teleported ultra-long distances consecutively, and combined with suppressing the energy fluctuations of the Master Ball, his Psychic was almost completely exhausted.
His head was dizzy, and his vision was a bit blurry.
He must have a good rest now before he could teleport away again.
Fortunately, the Master Ball was no longer making a fuss.
The electric arcs on the sphere's surface had completely disappeared, and Zapdos inside had also calmed down.
It must have completely exhausted its stamina.
Roy put the Master Ball into his system backpack, and only then did he truly feel at ease.
He rubbed his temples and looked around.
This was a very luxuriously decorated room.
European-style furniture, a large bed, a vanity, a wardrobe, and a small sofa.
There were a few oil paintings hanging on the wall, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet.
The curtains were dark-colored and drawn tightly.
Only one bedside lamp was on in the room, and the light was a bit dim.
When Roy teleported in just now, he didn't pay any attention to where this was.
He just wanted to find a safe place to hide and hadn't had time to use Aura to investigate.
Now that he relaxed, he realized something was wrong.
This room...
Someone was here.
Roy's Aura instantly became alert.
Right in front, behind the corner of the wardrobe, someone was slowly walking over.
The footsteps were very light, but they couldn't escape Roy's perception.
He narrowed his eyes, his body tensing slightly, ready to strike at any moment.
The next second, a figure turned out from behind the wardrobe.
It was a woman.
She was wearing a silk nightgown, deep purple, with the hem reaching just to the middle of her thighs.
At this moment, she was holding a table lamp in her hand.
A crystal one, the kind that was very heavy.
She was walking toward Roy, with a nervous and fearful expression on her face.
But there was a kind of determination in her eyes, as if she were prepared to risk her life.
Roy didn't move.
He just stood there, watching this woman approach step by step.
When the woman walked up to him and raised the table lamp to smash it down, Roy reached out and grabbed the lamp.
The woman's strength was not small, but compared to Roy, it was far inferior.
The table lamp was held firmly in Roy's hand, motionless.
The woman pulled it hard twice but couldn't move it, and her expression became even more flustered.
She opened her mouth, wanting to call for help.
Roy's other hand was already raised, ready to knock her unconscious.
Just at this moment, the woman saw Roy's face clearly.
Her hand suddenly froze.
Her eyes widened, her mouth opened and then closed.
"It's you?" The woman's voice was full of surprise.
Roy's hand stopped in mid-air, and he frowned.
This woman knew him?
He looked carefully at the woman's face, his mind racing to recall.
But after thinking for a long time, he still didn't remember where he had seen her.
"Who are you?" Roy asked in a low voice, his hand not stopping, ready to knock her unconscious at any time.
Before the woman could answer, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Madam Yasuyo, a thief just snuck into the villa."
A man's voice came from outside the door, his tone respectful.
"There was a sound in your room; is there any situation?"
Roy's frown deepened.
He looked at the woman named Yasuyo in front of him, his hand still raised, ready to strike at any time.
Yasuyo also looked at him, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.
She was silent for two seconds, then took a deep breath to calm her emotions.
"No, there is no situation in my room." Yasuyo's voice returned to calmness, with a hint of laziness. "I just got up to eat something; I was hungry."
Roy's hand froze in mid-air.
This woman... didn't expose him?
The man outside the door hesitated for a moment: "Oh, do you need me to tell the chef to make something for you?"
"No, I have food in my room." There was a hint of impatience in Yasuyo's voice. "Hurry up and go check other rooms; don't let the thief steal the villa's valuables."
"Yes, Madam." The man outside the door replied, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
The room became quiet.
Only the sound of rain came from outside the window, along with the breathing of the two people.
Roy still didn't lower his hand, his eyes fixed on Yasuyo.
Yasuyo also looked at him; the fear from just now was gone from her eyes, replaced instead by something indescribable.
"You can put your hand down," Yasuyo said softly. "I won't call for help."
Roy didn't move.
"If I wanted to call, I would have done it just now," Yasuyo added.
Roy stared at her for several seconds, then slowly lowered his hand.
Roy still remained vigilant, ready to strike again at any time.