Could it be Team Rocket taking action?

Did Giovanni send someone to sneak in?

What is the purpose?

The Elite Four?

But given that Team Rocket would choose to make themselves so inconspicuous, this was obviously unlikely.

And given Giovanni's personality, he would not choose to take action at this time.

Aoki guessed that Koga had to come because he received an invitation.

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Although Steven and the others did not like Heba's attitude, they did not think about it as carefully as Aoki.

After all, they had not experienced what Aoki had experienced.

Aoki extended his psychic powers to see if there was anything unusual in the entire venue.

A quick scan revealed nothing.

But the more normal it seemed, the weirder the situation felt.

From Professor Oak's expression, Aoki knew that he also felt something was wrong.

But now Professor Oak had long since given up on the affairs of the League and the fighting.

This time, they did not bring many Pokemon with them, obviously because they did not expect any special circumstances to arise in this kind of intra-League competition.

But Aoki still calmed himself down.

Since Professor Oak had also discovered the oddity, it was estimated that the top leaders of the Kanto League would soon pay attention to it.

It would be best if he did not have to interfere in the rest of the matters.

...

At the same time.

On the commercial street of Mt. Silver, the bustling avenue was filled with people coming and going.

In a secluded cafe.

A lady in a white dress and a white hat on her head was sitting alone by the window, holding a cup of coffee in her hand and savoring it slowly.

From time to time, she glanced at the expensive white watch on her wrist.

Apart from her, there was no one else in this remote coffee shop.

Not long after, a man in a black coat pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced around the entire cafe, saw the woman sitting by the window, and immediately trotted over.

He took the seat in front of her.

"White Messenger--" the man called out, and then noticed a cup of coffee placed in front of his seat.

Without any hesitation, he poured the entire cup of coffee into his mouth in one gulp, just like drinking water.

The lady in white frowned subconsciously when she saw the visitor's behavior, but soon relaxed again.

She looked at the watch on her wrist and said, "You are quite punctual this time."

The visitor smiled awkwardly, secretly complaining in his heart.

Knowing that you were the one coming this time, who would dare to be late? It was a matter of life and death.

"How is it? Did things go smoothly this time?" asked the woman in white.

The middle-aged man in black nodded repeatedly. "Do not worry about us. However, this is clearly a major event for the League. If we intervene like this... would it not be premature to expose our presence?"

"This is not something you need to worry about because of your identity. As long as you complete this task well, you will receive corresponding rewards." The white woman said lightly.

Hearing this, a hint of excitement flashed across the face of the middle-aged man in black. "Yes!"

"However, there are some changes in this mission. Here is the mission card." After saying that, the woman in white stood up from the chair and slowly walked towards the door.

The middle-aged man in black looked at the back of the woman in white who was slowly walking out the door. He took the task card, and a hint of hidden anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

But just as he was about to suppress this thought, he discovered that his body was unable to move.

His body was surrounded by a layer of white energy.

Psychic power!

If Aoki were here, he might be able to identify it as a psychic power.

Obviously, the middle-aged man in black also knew what it was. Suddenly, an expression of horror appeared on his face and his eyes widened.

He was unable to speak.

The lady in white walked to the door and slowly turned around. Her eyes had turned completely white, with psychic power surging within them.

She said coldly, "Be mindful of your humble status. If you let me notice that look next time, you will not live to see the sunset tomorrow."

Hearing this, a look of pleading appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black.

He could not move his body or speak, otherwise he would have already knelt on the ground.

"Consider this your punishment." The woman in white said the last sentence lightly and disappeared at the door.

Click——

The middle-aged man in black had his arms twisted into a very strange angle.

Suddenly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he did not shout out. He clenched his teeth, and a lot of blue veins appeared on his neck.

Obviously, the pain of the broken arm was unbearable for him.

At the same time, the psychic control was released and he fell directly from mid-air to the ground.

At this moment, there was no longer any disrespect in his eyes.

With his other hand, he grabbed the task card on the table and stumbled out.

He soon disappeared into the crowd.

...

The moment the woman in white disappeared.

Aoki, who was sitting in the venue watching the game, frowned.

"Was that... a space fluctuation?" Aoki thought secretly to himself.

Originally, Aoki was still a little unsure, but the Unown on his wrist confirmed that his previous perception was not wrong.

At this time, there were already nine Unown on Aoki's wrist, which accounted for one third of the total number of Unown.

With such a dense number, given their perception of spatial energy, there was certainly no mistake.

"Teleportation? I wonder if it has anything to do with this Champion selection competition."

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

He originally thought it was just a formality and a mission trip to relax, but now it seemed like something uncontrollable and unknown had appeared.

This made Aoki, who originally had an information advantage and liked to control everything, feel very uncomfortable.

It was like a layer of fog had appeared in front of Aoki's eyes, making the things that were originally very clear gradually become blurred.

The morning's competition was over.

Lance, who had finished his fight at the very beginning, was now sitting with everyone else, watching the matches below.

Aoki had to admit that his prediction was quite accurate. After watching the matches of Koga, Flint, and Lorelei, Lance felt a little pressure.

Everyone prepared to leave for lunch.

"Aoki." A figure appeared.

They were stopped by someone.

It was none other than Professor Oak, who had been sitting behind Aoki and the others watching the game.

Everyone looked at Professor Oak.

Professor Oak smiled and said, "You guys go eat first. I want to talk to Aoki for a few words."

Hearing this, everyone said nothing and walked outside together.

They waited until everyone had left.

Only Professor Oak and Aoki remained.

"You felt it too, right?" asked Professor Oak.

"Is it... Heba?" Aoki hesitated for a moment, still a little unsure.

It was rare to see such a serious expression on Professor Oak's face.

"Well, although I do not know what the situation is, the appearance of this person is indeed a bit unusual. With your ability, you should be able to see something fishy." Professor Oak said.

After all, Aoki was the chief investigator.

Besides Lance, the only person present with that level of authority was Chief Investigator Aoki.

But Lance had to participate in the competition, so he could not be distracted.

Therefore, Aoki might need to put some effort into investigating this matter.