Metropolitan Police Department, 10th floor, Investigation Division 1, First Criminal Investigation Office.
Takagi Wataru, who had just finished surveillance, walked into the large office to report with dark circles under his eyes. He walked to his workstation with a slightly hunched back. Before he had time to sit down and close his eyes to rest, he was frightened by a colleague's shout and trembled all over. If the chair had not been under him, he would have fallen to the ground.
"What? The newly reorganized office is going to be used by the Special Investigation Department 7?!"
The loud-mouthed colleague stared with eyes wide open in disbelief. You know, the Metropolitan Police Department wanted to set up an elite team in the First Investigation Division a few years ago, but the plan had never been implemented. Now that it was launched, it meant that the right person in charge had been found.
I don’t know who will be the person in charge. It can’t be an airborne soldier.
The buzz-cut police officer who had just entered the door pointed to the house number posted opposite, scratched his ear, and said calmly:
"Look, the doorplates are already up, and we don't know who will be chosen... Speaking of which, you saw this purple-haired guy from the Metropolitan Police Department just now. I don't know if he's a police officer or someone's family member, but he went straight to the 19th floor."
"We're not blind, of course we saw it. Hey! Takagi, you were waiting for the elevator with that purple-haired guy just now, right? Didn't you chat with him?"
The loud colleague yelled but got no response. Seeing that Takagi Wataru was leaning back in his chair, lost in thought, he didn't bother him. He waved his hand cheerfully.
"Hey, I think that guy is probably not a policeman, but if he is, he can go directly to the 19th floor. He must be from a very important background. Could he be related to the Special Investigation Department 7?"
"Tsk, if a guy with that hair color can be related to this matter, I believe I can become the Chief Superintendent of Police tomorrow!" The police officer with a crew cut showed a disdainful expression. He didn't believe that such a person could be a policeman. Normally, he disliked those policemen with long hair, let alone dyed hair.
Bang!
A stack of documents hit the desk with a loud noise, and Takagi Wataru, who was about to fall asleep, was so scared that he jumped up on the spot. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the saliva that might be at the corner of his mouth, and tried to concentrate and stand straight.
However, the visitor was not some big shot, but his senior police officer who guided him - Yin Dahang.
Yin Dahang, who usually wore a bright smile, now frowned with an unhappy expression. His eyes were like sharp swords piercing the two gossiping police officers, and he said in a harsh tone:
"Don't look at strangers through tinted glasses. Have you forgotten what you were taught in police academy? Besides, it's none of your business to judge his hair color. Getting to the 19th floor is his skill. What are you all nagging about?"
"Yin Da, are you okay? I'm your senior. Are you getting too powerful by talking to me in this tone?!" The police officer with a crew cut looked at Yin Dahang unhappily and scolded him coldly.
The police officer with a crew cut had always disliked Yin Dahang. Ever since his junior Yin Da was transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department a year ago, he had been frequently criticized by his superiors, who simply said that his ability to handle cases was not as strong as Yin Da's, and that he was not as careful as Yin Da when handling cases.
As a senior, he was always compared with the juniors, and he was never convinced. In his heart, he always felt that his boss was partial to Yin Dahang, so over time, his relationship with Yin Dahang dropped to freezing point.
The loud-mouthed police officer standing next to the crew cut officer had no intention of trying to stop the fight. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he hoped they would make a bigger fuss so that there would be two fewer "competitors" and his chances of promotion would be higher.
Fearing that the two would fight, Takagi Wataru woke up from his sleep in an instant. He hurriedly ran between the two and tried to stop the fight. He didn't want the office to become a mess before Inspector Megure arrived.
"Um, Senior Yin Da, Senior Okaan, I have some chocolate here, would you like some..."
"Whoever wants to eat chocolate, get out of here!!"
Before he could finish his words, Takagi Shigeru was pushed by Senior Okaan. When he leaned back, he always tried to find a support point, but before he fell back far, he felt someone grabbing his collar.
Then a force pushed him upwards, and Takagi Wataru stood steadily on the ground. He looked to the side, and before he could see who the other person was, he quickly determined the other person's identity from the dazzling purple.
No way! The person involved shows up at this time? Damn it—this is definitely going to get out of hand!
After leaving Odagiri Toshio's office, Fujiwara Yu walked downstairs with the file bag to the door of the large office. Just as he was about to go in, he heard someone mention him. He wanted to continue eavesdropping for a while, but Yin Dahang directly "attacked". Fearing that a fight would really break out, he had to step forward and, by the way, rescued the young police officer who was about to fall.
After he saw the young officer's face clearly, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Did this count as saving the person who was about to become his subordinate in advance? It was quite a coincidence.
In order to project a bit of the air of a superior in front of his subordinates, Fujiwara Yuu deliberately kept his face stern, eliminating the slightest hint of a smile. His eyes, tilted upwards, also held a hint of coldness at this moment.
"Do you have a problem with me?"
"Yes, so what?"
Okaan looked like he had given up completely. He knew that there was no way he could escape unscathed at this point, but if he gave in right now, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of the Metropolitan Police Department, so he had no choice but to hold on.
Fujiwara Yu raised the corner of his mouth with a forced smile, and took out a remade police officer's ID from his suit pocket. The word "Inspector" was clearly written on it, and the English word below was not spelled wrong either, it was indeed "polispector".
The loud-mouthed police officer felt a tightness in his heart when he saw the word "Inspector".
Such a young police captain can only be from the professional team. Could he have heard what I just said?
"I'm the newly appointed Chief of the Special Investigations Division 7." Fujiwara Yuu looked at Officer Okaan, whose forehead was covered in sweat, with interest. As he put away his police ID, he jokingly asked, "Will I see you appointed Superintendent tomorrow?"
Gudu.
Officer Okaan was so nervous that he swallowed hard. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he didn't know how to take back what he had said. How could he have imagined that the head of the Special Investigations Section 7 was an airborne soldier? Even if he had, he wouldn't have thought of Zimao!
Just when Officer Okaan was in a state of panic, the voice of the savior appeared.
"Huh? What's going on? What are you guys doing here? Discussing the case? No... who are you?"
Fujiwara Yuu turned around and saw a familiar figure. His clothes had changed slightly, but his appearance remained unchanged. Of course, if you had to say there was a change, it seemed that his belly was a little more prominent than five years ago.
He straightened his back politely, offered his dominant hand, and smiled sincerely.
"Hello, Officer Megure. I'm the newly appointed Chief of the Seventh Special Investigation Division, Takashi Sousuke. Thank you for your guidance."
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