Chapter 25 Mr. Poirot's Deduction Time



After much effort, Yoruichi Toyama finally figured out Akechi's logic.

In Japan's police system, there are two completely different career paths.

One example is the career group of Mingzhi, who reached the middle management level before the age of 30. It can be said that his life is a process of climbing to a higher position.

Another category is non-professional groups like Megure and Kenmochi, who are stuck working on the front lines their entire lives. However, if they die in the line of duty, they will be promoted two ranks at once, reaching the pinnacle of their lives.

The vast majority of grassroots police officers fall into the latter category, meaning they have virtually no hope of promotion.

Therefore, those with professional ethics will work diligently, while those who are a little less diligent will gradually become wage thieves, lacking both the necessary qualities and a positive work attitude.

In comparison, detective Yokomizo's shortcomings are simply due to limited abilities, so his work is already quite good.

As for training within the system, it is also difficult to implement.

On the one hand, lecturers like Mingzhi, who are professionally qualified but too young, are not very convincing to veteran criminal police officers who have spent their entire lives working at the grassroots level.

Even his direct subordinate, Inspector Kenmochi, was initially extremely resistant to him, but gradually softened his stance as they worked together.

On the other hand, young elites rarely pay attention to specific events.

Japan is a class-based society. Climbing to a higher level means a wider and more powerful network of connections, a more authoritative social status, and the ensuing wealth and extravagant privileged life.

How many of them truly "serve the people"?

Therefore, Akechi, an elite member of the gold watch group who graduated from the University of Tokyo and should naturally be mingling in high society, is quite conflicted because he also wants to be a good policeman who upholds justice and benefits the people.

No matter how outstanding he is, he still cannot escape the influence of the "rules" and eventually enters a class that contradicts his ideals of justice.

If he is unconventional and insists on sticking to his original aspirations, he may betray the small group he belongs to, resulting in being abandoned by the group and then quickly marginalized.

Neither side is a good fit for me.

That's probably why he suddenly changed his expression and wanted to push Yoruichi Toyama away.

It has to be said that this genuine top student, a young master, thinks more than the average person.

They are also more prone to self-inflicted distress than the average person.

Yoruichi Toyama couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"In short, what I mean is that future high-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department don't intend to get too close to a small-time detective like me."

"It would be best to wait until we get back and explain everything clearly, then we can part ways and not get in each other's way, right?"

Mingzhi showed no agitation or defense against what was clearly a provocation.

"...If that's what you want to say, then it's not entirely wrong..."

"Hey, Akechi!" Yoichi Toyama interrupted him before he could finish speaking, his smile growing even wider.

It's less about being angry and more about finding it funny.

"Do you not know how to make friends?"

I knew it! We were having a great chat, but then someone got angry and said they didn't want to see each other anymore. You only have that kind of attitude towards "friends".

If we weren't considered "friends," we wouldn't have said so much.

Tsk, you wouldn't guess that Young Master Mingzhi is quite old; he's still rather arrogant.

"Look at what you're saying, talking about gold watch groups and bureaucrats, what does that have to do with the matter at hand?"

"You're just angry because those police officers are so incompetent, and you want to vent to me, right?"

"Go ahead and vent, there's no one else here. I won't tell your colleagues, don't worry!"

As Yoruichi Toyama spoke, she reached out and patted Akechi twice on the shoulder.

On the contrary, Mingzhi was momentarily caught off guard and showed an unusual blank expression.

"Did you... even understand what I said...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yoruichi Toyama had already moved closer and hooked her arm around Akechi's shoulder.

"Hey, you..."

Mingzhi, who had never been so intimate with anyone in his life, was stunned.

"Of course I understand. You're just complaining that there aren't many people doing the work in the Japanese police force!"

Yoruichi Toyama continued to pat Akechi's arm with a cheerful smile, as if determined to pull this proud peacock-like young master down from his cloud and let him play in the mud with Peppa Pig.

“I’m telling you, as a criminal investigator, you shouldn’t be so aloof.”

"Putting everything else aside, when staking out a suspect overnight, it's not uncommon for them to relieve themselves in their car using a mineral water bottle, right?"

Because she was so close, Yoruichi Toyama immediately caught the fleeting blush on Akechi's face, followed by another mischievous chuckle.

"So, you yourself are a person who likes to do practical things. You look down on those so-called elites who only talk the talk, and you also look down on people like Officer Yokomizo who want to do things but can't do them well."

"You just brush people off when you dislike them!"

"If you think they're not doing their jobs properly, then go and scold them!"

"I bet Inspector Yokomizo has learned his lesson this time. These things always get better with practice; he'll probably do even better next time!"

"Instead of lamenting about bureaucracy here, you should give these incompetent police officers a good talking-to. That might have some effect, don't you think?"

Mingzhi was silent for a moment, but his expression was much calmer than before.

Then, with an elegant and natural manner, he shook off Yoruichi Toyama's arm around his shoulder and casually pushed up his glasses.

"So," he said, "you've also done things like using a mineral water bottle to solve them?"

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