I Tamed a Pokémon and Traveled to This World

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After paying, Ethan put Magikarp into a Poké Ball, which also meant he had acquired his seventh Pokémon.

Walking through the corridor, the number of tourists gradually decreased. Upon entering the cruise ship's cabin area, even crew members were scarce. It seemed most people were currently concentrated in the main hall and on the deck. After all, they had just boarded, and few would think of resting by coming into the ship's interior.

After circling around, there was no trace of Team Rocket anywhere. And because of the cameras, Ethan didn't dare to wander around too much. He pretended to use the restroom and was about to return to the main hall when he saw a sneaky figure flash past the corner of the corridor ahead.

Is that Team Rocket?

Glancing at Kirlia, Ethan decided to quietly follow. When he reached the corner and cautiously peeked out half his head, he happened to see that figure crouching at the door of a cabin, using a lock-picking tool to try and open the door in front of him.

This was a middle-aged man in a brown trench coat, wearing a suit underneath and a tie. He was of average build, neither fat nor thin. Although his face was serious, it couldn't hide his exhaustion, clearly a result of frequent late nights.

Looking up at the monitor above, Ethan then realized that the monitor had been temporarily shielded by an interference device. No wonder this man dared to be so brazen.

The man concentrated, his lock-picking tool rotating deftly. With a soft click, the lock was picked. However, before he could feel proud, he saw a shadow slowly appear on the door panel in front of him, illuminated by the light! This instantly sent a cold sweat down the man's back.

He put his hand on his waist and quickly turned around, only to find that behind him, at some unknown point, stood a handsome young man around 20 years old, watching him with interest.

"You… who are you?"

Due to extreme nervousness, his accent even changed, seemingly mixed with a foreign cadence.

"Uncle, you're an international police officer, aren't you?"

"Ah?" The man's face drastically changed, his heart almost leaping into his throat. He quickly denied, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm no international police officer."

"Oh? Is that really so?" Ethan said, taking out a wallet from behind him and shaking it in front of the man. "But I just found your wallet, and it indeed has your identification photo in it."

The middle-aged man quickly felt his back pocket and indeed, his wallet was gone.

"Haha, so that's it…" He snatched the wallet back, a polite but awkward smile on his face. "To be honest, I am indeed an international police officer, currently investigating a massive criminal organization. Please, you must keep this a secret for me!"

"Criminal organization?" Ethan asked, "Are you referring to Team Rocket?"

At this, the man could no longer remain calm. He grabbed Ethan's arm and led him to a nearby stairwell. He whispered, "How do you know about Team Rocket!?"

"There's nothing surprising about that, is there?" Ethan said matter-of-factly, "They're infamous here, having been on wanted lists more than once. It would truly be strange if any Trainer didn't know about them."

"You're right," the man smiled, glanced at Kirlia, and then asked, "Are you a Trainer?"

Ethan took out his Pokédex, showing him his identification: "Not just a Trainer, but also a special research investigator for an institute."

"I see," the man adjusted his collar and said solemnly, "Then I apologize for my rudeness. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Handsome. I am currently investigating Team Rocket in the Kanto region to stop their various evil activities."

"Your name is Handsome!?" This time it was Ethan's turn to be surprised. He scrutinized him up and down with a suspicious gaze. "Are you that narcissistic? But your appearance doesn't seem to match 'Handsome' at all."

Perhaps choked by his own saliva, Handsome's face flushed slightly. After a few coughs, he said, "How could we possibly use our real names! Handsome is just my codename, my codename!"

"Even so…" Ethan still stared at him intently, "But to use 'Handsome' as your codename, isn't that still very narcissistic?"

Handsome seemed a bit weary. He didn't explain further but waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I have work to do. Let's part ways here."

"Work? Do you mean entering that room just now?"

Handsome didn't want to involve unrelated people, but remembering that Ethan had already witnessed what happened, he hesitated for a moment and then said, "That's right. I was tracking a high-ranking Team Rocket executive and found that he entered this S.S. Anne. I suspected they might have some designs on this ship, so I followed him here, hoping to enter his room and find some intelligence after he left."

"What a coincidence," Ethan decided to reveal a hint of information to him, but not too directly. "Before boarding, I noticed a group of people disguised themselves and snuck onto this ship. If there's truly Team Rocket here, it must be them!"

"What!? A large group of people!?"

Seeing Ethan nod, Handsome frowned deeply. "This is bad. Something big must be about to happen; otherwise, they wouldn't be acting with so many people at once. It seems I should immediately request backup from headquarters."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than, amidst a loud blast of the ship's horn, the ship suddenly shuddered, followed by a brief sway. He quickly rushed to the window and looked out, realizing that the ship had already left the dock and sailed out of the port.

"This is bad. If I don't contact headquarters now, it will really be too late!"

Saying this, Handsome took out his phone, just about to make a call, when he found that the phone signal was also blocked.

"Damn it!" He seemed somewhat unwilling to give up, walked a few steps, and tried a different angle, but still no signal.

Ethan also took out his phone and found that the signal here was indeed completely blocked.

Sighing, Handsome looked at Ethan, his expression complex. "You should leave here quickly. Next, I need to go to the captain's bridge. The matters below have nothing to do with you ordinary citizens."

When Ethan returned to the main hall, he saw Misty and Brock sitting at a dining table, wolfing down food, while Ash sat beside them, unusually quiet like a girl, looking melancholy.

"What's wrong, Ash? Did you lose the battle just now?"

Looking at Ethan, Ash said in a low tone, "No, I won the battle just now."

"Oh?" Ethan asked strangely, "Then why do you still look so unhappy? Did something happen?"

Ethan has stumbled upon an international police officer, codenamed "Handsome," who is investigating Team Rocket on the S.S. Anne. Ethan's foresight about the ship's fate is confirmed as he realizes the phone signals are jammed and the ship has set sail. He's also reunited with Ash, Misty, and Brock, with Ash surprisingly downcast despite winning a battle.

What do you think is making Ash so sad, and how will Ethan's encounter with Handsome impact the impending events on the S.S. Anne?

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