"...Ah, okay, thank you for your help."
"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Otaki Goro, and I'm your boss. You'll be following me from now on. Let's go!"
Goro Otaki noticed the unnaturalness on Sosuke Takagi's face and thought that he was a little nervous and restrained because he had just started working. He deliberately created a familiar appearance to help him integrate into the big family of the Investigation Section 1 as quickly as possible. As they walked, he said that he would hold a welcome party for him in the evening.
Fujiwara Yuu was not nervous at this moment. He clenched his left hand tightly in his trouser pocket because he knew that he had been betrayed by the old fox Izumitani Toru. He had clearly agreed to give him a sinecure, but he ended up assigning him to the investigation department where he was so busy that his wife and children were separated.
No wonder he smiled when he handed me his identity document. It turned out that this old fox was setting a trap for me and trying to trick me.
As a CIA agent, he worked for the Japanese police "for free", and he never thought that he would have two salaries.
Before entering the large office, Fujiwara Yu did not forget to check his police officer ID. He tore off the film on it and found the words "Investigation Section 1, Assault Investigation Department" written underneath. It seems that the police officer at the door did not have a very good eye.
Otaki Goro pushed open the office door, clapped his hands at the police officers chatting inside, and said cheerfully:
"Everyone, look here. This is our new police officer. Don't underestimate him, he's from the professional team!"
A strong smell hit him in the face, and Fujiwara Yu, who had a keen sense of smell, almost rolled his eyes and made a retching sound. Fortunately, he had the courtesy of a good upbringing and forced himself to endure the smell of cigarettes caused by the fermentation of nicotine and tar in the closed space due to the lack of timely ventilation.
He tried hard to curl the corners of his mouth and smile, but ultimately failed, and said in a stiff tone:
"I'm Sosuke Takashi, 24 years old, from Tokyo. I'd appreciate your guidance, seniors."
"You're actually in the professional group? Looks like you'll definitely be transferring to the Metropolitan Police Department in the future!" A short, stocky uncle chuckled cheerfully, his Kansai accent making it seem like he was speaking manzai. He took a big bite of the crispy croquette and introduced himself, "I'm Ishibashi Ikuji. Just call me Ishibashi, don't call me senior. That's not popular in Osaka!"
"My name is Usuke Sakata, and I would like to thank Mr. Takashi for his guidance." Usuke Sakata looked like he had just graduated from the police academy. With the glasses on, he looked like a graduate student. He was very shy and seemed to be honest in his dealings with others.
"Then your position, Yingsi..."
Ding-a-ling.
The landline phone on the desk made a pleasant sound, and an ominous premonition arose.
Fujiwara Yuu frowned, wondering if he would encounter another case on the first day of reporting. His luck really hadn't improved at all, and it even showed signs of going downhill.
"Hello, this is Otaki. Okay, I understand. I'll be right there!" Otaki Goro instantly stopped smiling. After listening to the call with a serious expression, he picked up the suit jacket on the office chair and said without turning his head, "Brother Ishibashi, I'll leave this office to you. Takashi, come with me!"
"……yes."
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