Tokyo Police

"Lin Xiuyi, will you investigate the case? You actually let so many police officers be tricked by a pen! You know how those guys laughed at us on the TV show a few days ago..."

Even through a wall, the roar of the room still spread throughout the corridor. Genzhizhu leaned against the door of Sato's criminal minister, smiling and listening to the reprimands in the room.

Half an hour later, when Lin Xiuyi carefully walked out of the office, he couldn't help stroking his chest and let out a long breath.

"Huh! This level is finally over!"

"Xiu Yi-kun?"

"Nani?"

When Lin Xiu heard the sound coming from behind him, he turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

"Inspector, Abu, it should be called Your Excellency Chief Inspector! Why are you standing here?"

"It's alright, I heard that you took a week off after the last case was over. I was wondering when will you come here to listen to Minister Sato's teachings?"

Seeing how Lin Xiuyi was being reprimanded just now, Yuan Zhizhu's heart was actually overjoyed. No matter what, there was always something that Lin Xiuyi couldn't resist in the highly-ranked Police Department!

"So, you came here on purpose to hear me being reprimanded?"

"No, I remembered something I wanted to discuss with Minister Sato, but when I walked to the door, I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say. Forget it, I'm going to get off work soon, are you interested in going with me? have a drink!"

"Eh... But I just went to work today, and the District Prosecutor's Office is still waiting for us to hand over the relevant information of the case?"

"This kind of thing, it's better to leave it to your capable female subordinate. Anyway, during your absence, there has been no trouble in the special search department!"

...

"Ah!"

Miki, who was working diligently at her desk, sneezed involuntarily. Then he glanced at the thick documents placed in the pending box on Lin Xiuyi's desk, and then looked at the time displayed on the wall, feeling a little helpless. shook his head!

...

Lin Xiu, who was blocked by Yuan Zhizhu, was taken to the parking lot downstairs before he could speak to Miki. After he was unable to resist and was stuffed into his car by Yuan Zhizhu, Lin Xiuyi could only give up his plan to reject Yuan Zhizhu.

After the car pulled out from Sakurada Gate, it drove all the way to the Shinjuku area. This is a place where Tokyo's nightlife is extremely rich, and finding a place to talk and drink is the easiest thing.

After Yuan Zhizhu parked his car steadily in the underground parking lot of a building, he and Lin Xiu took the elevator to a Japanese-style teppanyaki restaurant called Kintei inside the building.

"Come here for a drink, have you made a reservation before?"

"Yes, two people!"

"Okay, two gentlemen, please come with me to the box here!"

...

When Lin Xiuyi followed Yuan Zhizhu into a decorated and simple and elegant box, he saw a huge ukiyo-e painting, which was the scene of Mount Fuji under the snowy night. In the middle of the room is a special dining table with a large iron plate. On one side of the dining table are two chairs for guests. The other side is where the chef cooks the food.

"Looks like I'm going to cost you again tonight!"

"It doesn't matter, the Marunouchi case was successfully solved this time, and thanks to Xiu Yijun's efforts to turn the tide at a critical moment, he finally saved face for the Metropolitan Police Department!"

"Inspector, you really did a great job! In this case, I also relied on the accidental discovery of my subordinates to finally find the murderer!"

"So, that star named Chiba was really killed by his accomplices?"

Yuan Zhizhu picked up the wine glass, and then asked casually.

"No, Masakazu Hibuka kept Chiba Ryoshin's suicide note. Strictly speaking, Chiba-kun should actually be considered suicide. It's just that the lady he was guilty of was deceiving him from beginning to end for other purposes. , To be honest, I often feel deep regret for Chiba-kun's death."

"Oh... Listening to you, is it really not an easy case? But if there is just a suicide note, isn't the evidence a little thin?"

"On this point, it's not up to the people in our class. It's not up to us to decide what crime to be charged with and the final outcome of the trial. We just submit the facts we have discovered to the It's just the prosecutor in charge of this case."

Lin Xiuyi raised his glass to have a drink with Genzhizhu, and then he took another opportunity to ask about the police officer Shenmu who was in charge of the Marunouchi case.

"Inspector, please forgive me for overstepping. I don't know what kind of punishment the Shenmu Police Department who handled this case before me will receive in the end?"

"Oh! You're talking about the original head of the Seventh Department! That guy is about to retire, right? So I don't plan to do anything to him this time!"

"Eh? Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, looking for a suitable receiving unit for a person who is about to retire, the Criminal Department will really give me a problem, why not let him work in the search class until he retires?"

Yuan Zhizhu frowned, then he picked up the freshly roasted wagyu beef and put it in his mouth, the fresh taste made Yuan Zhizhu nod his head repeatedly.

Hearing that Yuan Zhizhu didn't plan to take Senior Shenmu, Lin Xiuyi's previous worries disappeared. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of wagyu beef in front of him, and was about to put it in his mouth when Yuan Zhizhu suddenly asked him in a low voice:

"How did you think about the thing I told you last time?"

"Nani?"

"It's the matter of leaving the Criminal Department~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and coming to help me! You should have thought it through now, right? No matter how strong your ability is, it's just to accumulate qualifications for Sato Masayoshi. , on the contrary, if something goes wrong one day, those guys will put all the responsibilities on your head in minutes. So... it is better to let people like you slowly wither in a search class. Come to my police department's monitoring room to help me..."

"I reject!"

"Why? Haven't you had enough of these incompetent bureaucrats?"

"It is precisely because you are so talented, Inspector, that I feel that the Inspectorate is not suitable for a guy like me. After all, under the leadership of a strict boss, I am afraid that every day I have to pay 12 points. Let’s deal with work. Thinking about it this way, it’s more in line with my heart to have a leisurely special search department!”

"Hey! Hey! For an elite bureaucrat like you, if you don't have the appreciation of your boss, I'm afraid that police surveillance is the limit of your promotion! Don't you dare to be interested in promotion?"

"It seems... the Inspector understands me best! Please allow me to give you a toast, and congratulations on your successful appointment as Chief Inspector of the Metropolitan Police Department..."