After being cultivated all night—now smelling Wade's scent up close—this mature maid let out warm breaths—closing her eyes and leaning against Wade's shoulder like a large female cat.
To Jenny—this was undoubtedly an even more dangerous signal.
"Hehehe—Miss Jenny—if you don't come for lunch soon—I will also…"
At this moment—Wade—who had returned the sleeping silver-haired maid to her room—walked out.
He looked at the untouched dishes on the dining table—and the green-haired, cold, alluring older sister standing dazed—a smile playing on his lips.
Saying this—he took a spoonful of thick soup—and gently fed it to the police officer—who was full of fear.
Seeing the police officer staggering—as if truly about to be drugged and at the mercy of the farm owner for training—Wade finally couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Alright—I'm just kidding. Cogita is my personal maid—and there are no sedatives in the food."
"It's getting late—come and sit down to try some~"
Wade gently pressed his hand on the shoulder of this still-dazed, green-haired older sister—making her sit down.
Since their relationship was quite good—he wasn't worried she'd pull out silver handcuffs and invite him to a League communal meal.
Rather than honestly explaining himself like a criminal—it seemed more fun to go with the flow and scare her a bit.
"…"
Jenny—realizing she had not only misunderstood but also been played—bit her cherry-red lips tightly.
She took the Slowpoke stewed tenderloin that Wade had picked for her—her charming red face turned away—unsure if it was due to anger from being scared earlier—or unconscious shyness from being watched by the farm owner.
"Darn it—if I had known… hmm—I would have handcuffed you just now!"
Jenny—with a mouth full of delicious food—mumbled.
"Woof woof~"
Beside her—Growlithe—looking at its stubborn Trainer—mercilessly chose to expose her.
After eating and drinking their fill—Wade—as host—took the police officer on a tour of the farm.
Whether the Leppa Berry grain fields—exuding an enticing wheat aroma.
Or the pastures—where dozens of plump, cute Miltank lived.
Or the gracidea flower fields—which would make many girls jump with joy.
Each one brought immense shock to Jenny—who had lived in En City for many years.
Of course—the river that had been found polluted this morning—was also among them.
"Miss Jenny—have you received any complaints or reports from residents recently?"
Wade stopped by the foul-smelling river—turned to ask.
Though he suspected Poison-type Pokémon like Muk had occupied the river—without large amounts of man-made wastewater and garbage—those Pokémon would not specifically migrate there.
Moreover—this river flowed through a vast area—spanning nearly three or four towns—if he and Gardevoir traced the source little by little—just identifying the pollution would take a lot of time.
Jenny—also followed—looked at the turbid, black river water—her brows furrowing.
All regional Leagues had regulations—requiring industrial and agricultural wastewater to be treated before discharge—to avoid affecting ecosystems and wild Pokémon lives.
Minor violations—seven days at the police station shelter.
Serious ones—more than ten years of League communal meals.
She thought carefully—then gently shook her head.
"Hmm… En City Police Department probably hasn't received any relevant reports in the past few days."
"However—I will communicate with other police departments as soon as possible—to try and determine which section of the river was polluted."
After a moment—Jenny pulled out her communicator—swiftly began contacting the police departments in the towns along the river.
For such a highly righteous, dedicated officer—even if Wade hadn't brought it up—she wouldn't stand idly by.
Only a dozen minutes later—the police departments sent their replies—one by one.
To Wade and Jenny's surprise—neither Snowpoint City nor Flower Garden Town had received any complaints or reports regarding river pollution.
"Wait a moment—there is one suspicious message!"
Unlike the inexperienced farm owner—this green-haired, cold, alluring older sister—after continuous investigation—used her keen intuition to lock onto a seemingly inconspicuous piece of information.
A report received by a Flower Garden Town officer in recent days.
The reporter—a Ranger working in Eterna Forest—during this time—often heard unusual roaring sounds coming from the western side of the forest.
However—due to patrol area and difficulty pinpointing the exact location—he ultimately chose to report this to the local department.
Wade nodded inwardly.
Hidden deep within the dark, secret, unnoticed parts of the forest—a group of evil individuals secretly dabbling in producing strange things—then casually dumping large amounts of environmentally polluting waste into the river.
He was very familiar with this kind of plot development.
"Grrr~"
The Houndoom Leader—sensing there might be another fight—barked twice.
"Eterna Forest is too vast—and its environment is quite complex."
Unlike the eager Houndoom—Jenny—as a police officer—was clearly much more cautious.
"If we enter rashly—not only is there a high probability of getting lost—but it's also very easy to be attacked by the many aggressive Pokémon along the way."
Reality is different from games—venturing into a wild forest is not a fun game of make-believe.
Not to mention the Pokémon hiding in shadows—ready to attack at any moment—just the complex forest paths alone—could give many Trainers headaches.
"Therefore—I think we can fully entrust this to the Flower Garden Town police department. If multiple officers and local Rangers go together—they will surely be able to solve the source of the river's pollution."
Normally—professional matters should naturally be handled by professionals.
However—to Jenny's surprise—the Black-haired Youth before her did not agree like a carefree manager—but directly chose to refuse.
"Thank you very much for your suggestion, Miss Jenny—but there's no need to trouble the local police department. I'll handle this matter myself."
Wade just shook his head slightly—calmly.
The reasons were simple: complete the system task—and conveniently beat up the culprit who poisoned the Miltank.
Making a special trip to solve it—wasn't too much trouble.
"…"
At this moment—looking at the farm owner—Jenny was slightly dazed.
She didn't know why—but she inexplicably recalled the figure who had repelled the beast horde alone—amidst the swirling snow.
He was probably just as calm and confident—as if he could solve anything, right?
"Alright—then I'll go with you."
The police officer's cheeks flushed slightly—and she brought out the shield of absolute justice.
"After all—this is also part of my duty."