Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Our police system needs to change now, there's no doubt about it."

In the large conference room of the Metropolitan Police Department, almost all the senior officials in Tokyo were sitting below, looking at the upright old man on the podium. He had a folding fan in his hand and his eyes were bright.

"I think we have a big problem with people in high positions but accomplishing nothing."

Minami Masamune stood up to the two leaders on the left and right: "Director of the Transportation Bureau Masayasu Taigami, and Director of the Security Bureau Shota Mikawa, the two of them can submit their retirement reports as soon as they go out."

"Please wait!"

Seeing that the director of the Security Bureau did not speak, Taishang Zhengkang stood up and slapped the table, startling all the subordinates behind him.

"I cannot agree with what you say."

[It’s really exciting. I didn’t expect to see such a high-ranking person in my lifetime. 】

Mumu Shisan, who was sitting in the last row of the Criminal Bureau Director, was wearing a police uniform. He touched the police badge on his shoulder and felt an unbelievable erratic feeling.

He is also a senior member of the Metropolitan Police Department, although he is from the buttocks position...

Everyone in the conference room looked at Nan Zhengzong on the podium, wanting to see what he would do.

"I think that although I haven't made any great contributions, but you forced me to quit as soon as you took office, isn't it a bit too much?"

Nan Zhengzong looked at the White Horse Police Director at the front and found that he had his head lowered and his face was gloomy and pale.

"Then, I would like to ask you to explain why there are so many unchecked vehicles in Tokyo, and why every time the public security police under the National Security Bureau go out on a mission, they encounter fake cars with no information?"

"What does this mean? How can you not get something like a license plate if you have money? It's easy to just type one by yourself!"

Taishang Zhengkang squeezed out of the seat, took off the armband from his shoulder, slapped it on the table, and unbuttoned his police uniform.

"But isn't it the responsibility of the Transportation Department to investigate these problems? Since you can't control them at a macro level, let those who are capable do it."

The entire conference room became noisy, and the other bureau chiefs were a little embarrassed and nervous. The new police chief's merciless criticism actually slapped the other officials hard on the face.

Ranking based on seniority is an old tradition in Japan. After a person has stayed in this position for so many years, what he wants before leaving is nothing more than kindness and dignity. Once Minami Masamune said these words, when they retire in the future, some people will accuse them of being a vegetarian.

"Sir, what you said is a bit exaggerated. Zhengkang has worked hard for so many years, is it so difficult that he doesn't even have a word of praise?!"

Shio Morohoshi stood up first and bowed, then turned to seriously defend his subordinates and all the top police officers: "From the end of Showa to now, in the decades of Heisei, Japanese society has achieved great stability."

"I know, I'm older than everyone sitting here, and I've been through that period as well."

Minami Masamune slowly walked down from the podium: "From Prime Minister Suzuki after the war to Prime Minister Ooka more than ten years ago, we have been seeking a path of peaceful development, but in recent years everyone's thinking has changed, and so have I. I can understand it, so I have to change it.”

Some people at the bottom took out pens and paper and started recording, while others were indifferent. These Nan Zhengzong all saw it.

"Now is a new starting point and a crossroads in development. Where do our police want to go? I think this issue is worth pondering for each of us."

Seeing that his superior was ignoring him, Morohoshi Toshio had no choice but to sit down, leaving Taishang Masayasu standing alone.

"Currently, there are a total of six chiefs in charge of each bureau, but I had to remove two of them. The director of the Transportation Bureau gave people the green light in private, and the director of the Security Bureau sold his people's information abroad. When he saw these two pieces of information, I’m heartbroken.”

Everyone looked at the directors of the two bureaus in surprise, and at the middle level behind the security bureau, there were already people gearing up, eager to rush up and have a classic fight. "As for other people, whether you are clean or unclean is something I don't want to talk about anymore, and I can't talk about it anymore."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Tetsuo Yoshioka standing outside the door. Masamune Minami didn't stop, but he just spoke a little faster.

"I advise you to take out your police badges, dry them, wash them, and tidy them up! Think of the ruins of Tokyo Tower and the Police Department. Those terrorists are still watching you from the dark! "

The meeting was dismissed, and under the flanking guard of two security guards, Nanzheng Zhengjie walked out of the conference room, told "Follow me", and headed to the office that had been tidied up through the connecting bridge.

“Today was really an eye-opener.”

He closed the notebook full of memories and looked to the front with a complicated expression.

"So, the world is huge and full of wonders."

Counselor Uno Tadayoshi of the Criminal Department turned around and patted the new subordinate on the shoulder, as if to remind him: "You should also pay attention, weren't you very close to those detectives before?"

"This one……"

Megure Thirteen was in a dilemma. Whether it was Kudo and his son or Mouri Kogoro, sometimes they were really needed to solve the case.

"I'm not asking you to refuse the detective's assistance, but to turn the detective chief into a police chief." Uno Tadayoshi said a few more words: "Learn from the practices in Osaka. Sometimes you can't be too weak. Your subordinates will So kind.”

At this point, Uno looked down upon Matsumoto Kiyonaga. The subordinates he trained hand in hand all had a problem, that is, they did not have the absolute majesty of the police.

If it weren't for these previous incidents that forced Meguro to take the position of manager, he would have appointed a dignified person to be the manager of the First Investigation Division no matter what.

[I can only bring in another deputy for him. There is a good one in the file a few days ago. 】

"I understand!"

As the meeting ended, the leaders of each bureau poured out, preparing to return to their departments for the meeting. The Metropolitan Police Building became a little calmer, leaving only two old people who were forced to retire.

"You guys stay outside the door and I'll explain the work to him."

In the chief's office, he put his crutches on the shelf at the door. Nan Masamune looked around the newly decorated Japanese-style room. His peripheral vision fell on the newly laid tatami on the floor. Although he was very satisfied, he still subconsciously sneered.

"To actually install such high-end tatami on the cement floor is a waste."

[You are obviously very happy, what a arrogant old man...]

Mr. Yoshioka lowered his head and waited for a long time. He found that Masamune Minami still had not spoken, so he still asked hesitantly: "I remember at the banquet last night, I heard Mr. Minami said that he wanted to run for prime minister. How could he be the commissioner of the National Police Agency? What about?"

These two positions can be said to be worlds apart. Yuji does not believe that Minami Masamune was worried about not being able to succeed in the election, so he chose this position as the next best choice. With his childhood sweetheart, former Prime Minister Ooka, he could have chosen a better position no matter what.

"I'm getting old."

Nan Zhengzong picked up a tea brush from the tea set on his desk, sat on a chair and started playing with it: "For an old man, he often has to consider the needs of his descendants when making choices."

"Ah...this..."

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the door and curled his lips: "Who makes this position more helpful to my grandson-in-law?" (End of Chapter)