“If you don’t want this month’s salary, just tell me and I’ll help you spend it, okay?!”
At 12:17 noon, inside the temporary office area of Department 3 of the Metropolitan Police Building.
The furious boss of the third series, Megure Thirteen, pointed at the embarrassed subordinates in front of him and roared, his voice almost piercing the ceiling above his head: "Speak! Why, everyone is mute now?! In front of Odagiri before
Aren’t the police chief’s faces all very lively?!
"It's not like we got to the parking lot in time and we were demolished by you guys. You're capable, right?!"
"..."
All the police officers who were reprimanded were as quiet as quails, shrinking their heads and not daring to refute, despite the cold expressions of Mengmu Shisan. Even Katsumi Uehara, who was the victim, was no exception. He stood aside obediently, with the expression on his body
The messy and unsightly clothes are enough to illustrate the "abuse" he has suffered before.
"And you, didn't you ask for leave to rest? This is your leave to rest? The three-series office area has been demolished, you want the parking lot to be with you, right?"
After reprimanding the three-series people who had been sneaked back by him, Memu Thirteen turned his gun and cast a sharp look at the powerful general hiding behind him who was grinning and making faces at the group of masterminds behind the scenes, and his face darkened.
: "Do you think that the reward you received for solving a major case is too much, and you plan to hand it over to the Metropolitan Police Department for repairing the parking lot?"
"I am innocent police!"
Upon hearing this, Katsuki Uehara's eyes suddenly widened, and his words were filled with unspeakable grievances: "I just came to the Metropolitan Police Department to pick up Miwako after get off work and go to have lunch. You know, Miwako and I are together.
"Then I was blocked by a lot of people in the parking lot. How could I bear this? After all, I am also Miwako's boyfriend. If I give up, how can I still gain a foothold in the Metropolitan Police Department in the future?"
"Really? But judging from the record, it was you who provoked me first."
"Slander, pure slander!"
Katsuki Uehara was filled with indignation: "Police department, you know me. My graduation score from the police academy ranked third in combat scores. How could I dare to provoke so many people?"
"General Affairs Department Publicity Section, Equipment Section, Police Department Personnel Section 1 and 2;
"The Ministry of Transportation, the Ministry of Security, the Ministry of Regional Affairs, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and even the Department of Organized Crime Countermeasures, all the police officers involved in this farce are slandering you?"
Megure Thirteen put his hands behind his back and laughed angrily: "You are the first Uehara in the history of the Metropolitan Police Department to provoke people from so many departments at once."
Upon hearing this, Katsuki Uehara immediately raised his head proudly and glanced provocatively at the group of old fritters who were bowing their heads to be scolded.
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Megure Thirteen took a deep breath, his temples on both sides of his forehead twitching: "Others leave, Uehara stays."
"Huh? I stay? I'm a victim, the police department——"
"Shut up, do you think I don't know what you are showing off?" Megure Thirteen, a person who has been here, glanced at Ai Jiang and waved his subordinates to leave: "Just wait here for Sato to come over.
"
"oh."
Uehara responded with dissatisfaction and rubbed his shoulders, straightening his wrinkled collar. He raised his buttocks and sat down on the desk closest to him.
"Did you know that what you did just now was very dangerous? If someone from that mysterious criminal organization sneaks in and shoots you, you won't know how you died."
After all the other subordinates of the three departments left, Mumu Shisan glared at his beloved general with hatred.
"Didn't Minister Odagiri remove all the nails in the Metropolitan Police Department?"
Uehara Katsumi's playful response made Memu helpless: "Now, no more than before, you have to pay more attention to your image Uehara. The media outside are staring at us."
The Metropolitan Police Department was bombed, and the official response was that it was a terrorist attack. They also took action to improve public security in Tokyo. During this time, the outside media had been focusing on the Metropolitan Police Department, which was on the cusp of the storm. This matter had to be spread to the higher-ups.
The loss of face is even greater.
Others can still understand the fight against crime. For a female police officer, a "mass fight" occurred in the Metropolitan Police Department. This is somewhat of a black humor.
"Don't worry, police department, I'm measured."
Seeing the serious look on his boss's face, Uehara Katsumi lost all intention of joking, shrugged and said: "They are also sensible, they are just joking, but this time it happened that Minister Odagiri bumped into him."
"It's best not to do this again."
Knowing that he could not persuade him, Megure Thirteen glanced at him, then took out a folded white envelope from his pocket and handed it to Uehara's eyes.
"This is?"
"The things that Minister Odagiri gave me were passed to him by the police. He asked me to pass them on to you. Otherwise, why do you think Minister Odagiri was with me before?"
"The police asked for help to transfer it?"
Uehara Katsuki raised his eyebrows as he reached out to take it, then as if he thought of something, he opened the envelope without hesitation——
A dark golden key that was broken into two parts but stuck together with tape fell accurately into his palm.
The moment they saw this thing, both of them looked startled. After seeming to understand something, Mumu Shisan sighed, raised his hand and patted his subordinate's shoulder heavily to express comfort: "There is no need to be so fast.
When you come back, if you're in a bad mood, go outside for a walk."
"Fortunately, when Oikawa Kunihiko chose the path of public security, I warned him to be careful about dying on the street. I can only say that his death method is at least more dignified than what I said."
Uehara Katsuki, who gripped the key tightly, lowered his right hand, took a long breath while looking up to the sky, blinked very quickly, and then his head fell back to the position and he looked at his immediate superior: "Is this all?"
"Um."
Megure Thirteen nodded: "According to what Director Odagiri said, there is a senior undercover agent from the public security side who is embedded in that mysterious criminal organization and has not been exposed.
"When he was helping to sort out the belongings, he found the key that Oikawa Kunihiko had hung in the stronghold's bedroom. It was the only key there besides documents, so he kept it quietly.
"Oh, by the way, there is also news from the police undercover that the criminal organization has sent people to Tokyo to take over the mess left by Gin and others, and the leader is codenamed Ireland.
"I don't know exactly what the undercover police officer looks like. They have met before and there are no photos or anything like that that can be transmitted.
"But he is trying to find a way to take pictures of this mysterious Ireland so that we can be mentally prepared."
"Ireland?"
Katsuki Uehara, who put the key in his trouser pocket, frowned and frantically searched for the name of the drink in his mind——
Wait a minute……
Isn't this the unlucky guy who found out that Edogawa Conan was Kudo Shinichi, but chose not to report it because he hated Gin?
If I remember correctly, it was caused by Gin's helicopter shooting at Tokyo Tower?
Oh no, Pisco is not dead yet.
Thinking of this, Katsuki Uehara slapped his forehead and updated the version information.
Pisco, whom Ireland regarded as his adoptive father, not only survived, but was also sent away from Tokyo early by Gin. This means that Ireland now not only has no hatred for Gin, but may actually feel grateful in his heart.
"Okay, don't worry too much, brother Uehara."
Seeing Ai frowning, Mumu Shisan couldn't help but expressed relief: "The undercover police officers will also mediate this time. That organization doesn't have the energy to target us now. After all, they will not offend the Metropolitan Police Department."
It’s so nice.”
Gin bombing the Metropolitan Police Department in order to escape this time is enough to be regarded as a provocation.
Although the Metropolitan Police Department is always ridiculed by the outside world, it is a real agency of state violence, and provoking it has to pay a price.
What people in the upper class value is face, face.
Even if you blow up the Tokyo Tower, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it is the Japanese government that is embarrassed, and it has nothing to do with the Japanese police. What's more, the height of the Tokyo Tower is just a landmark and has no substantive political significance.
The Metropolitan Police Building is completely different from Tokyo Tower.
ps: Climbing mountains is so tiring. The mountains and forests are so steep that if you step on the wrong foot, you will fall. It’s very scary.