Tokyo Unnatural Forensics

Chapter 204, Newcomer of the Special Forces
That night, the forensic beauty took heavy steps and slowly took the tram back to her temporary residence.

Satomi Mikoto, or after giving up her husband's surname and changing back to Ishihara Mikoto, the forensic beauty finally decided to seize this opportunity and join the Tokyo Medical and Dental University. Although this does not quite fit in with her purpose of living independently and focusing on her career after divorce, the premise of women's independence is to be financially independent, and the premise of being able to focus on a career is to have a career!
Now I work as a dispatched employee, a contract doctor for small clinics, and have to see corpses part-time from time to time. What prospects and career do I have?
This was something Ishihara Mikoto had never thought of.

She got married very early. After graduating from the Department of Forensic Medicine at Osaka University, she met her ex-husband after working in Osaka for only one year. For this reason, she gave up her career (although there is no career to speak of in forensic medicine) and followed her ex-husband to Gunma Prefecture for work transfer.

However, life after marriage was not as good as she had imagined. Her husband's work was very busy and boring, and the two had no common topics. The husband who once vowed to "support his other half's dreams" was eventually found to have only copied sentences from the "Practical Handbook for Men's Blind Dates".

As a compromise, Mikoto chose to work as a school doctor at Tokiwa High School in Gunma Prefecture, hoping to support her husband in the best way possible. However, her husband wanted her to be a full-time housewife. When Ishihara Mikoto came home every day, her husband would just lie on the sofa waiting for her to cook. There were piles of clothes in the laundry basket and the table was a mess. Even so, her husband repeatedly complained about the hard work and let Mikoto be a full-time housewife. He also said righteously that I am a regular executive, so of course you should do it. Should I do it?

The escalating verbal violence was unbearable for Mikoto. She had once been a promising doctor at Osaka University and had made great concessions for her family, but it was not what she had hoped for. And to be fair, her housework skills were not very good.

Fortunately, the husband is very busy at work and actually doesn't care about his wife's emotions at all. He just wants to vent his unhappiness in his career. The two sides maintain a very fragile balance.

Things took a turn when Mikoto accidentally discovered that her husband was cheating on her with a female worker dispatched by her husband's company. Besides being young and pretty, all this temporary worker did was remind her husband that a button had fallen off and said she would help him fix it. Then she took him home and naturally had physical relations with him.

Mikoto couldn't understand why her husband's infidelity came so naturally and so easily. She didn't understand why she was inferior to the temporary employee who was not as pretty as her and did not earn as much as her.

An argument broke out between the two sides, which then evolved into a fistfight. During the fight, the husband finally told the truth.

"Compared to her, you are not even a wife, or even a woman!"

Mikoto finally understood the nature of this marriage.

So the two parties agreed to divorce. After the divorce, Mikoto burst into tears, went back home drunk, and went to the wrong floor. She forcibly knocked on the door of Uesugi Sosetsu's room downstairs, and even went up to touch Uesugi Sosetsu, who was still a high school student.

Everything happened inexplicably and naturally. Mikoto was furious when she woke up, but she soon realized that she was divorced, and out of some kind of revenge, she became excited.

If we really call the police, they will definitely arrest her.

After hanging out like this for a week, Uesugi Sosetsu's confession actually awakened her reason. She began to realize the meanness of her revengeful heart and the badness of toying with the feelings of an innocent little boy, so she chose to leave without saying goodbye.

The only thing that Mikoto didn't expect was that it was extremely difficult to find a job in Tokyo. Hospitals were reluctant to hire female doctors unless they were recent graduates. Women in the 1990s and millennials had already cut down the trees for future generations by constantly making trouble and looking for excuses for their superiors to sexually harass them, or getting married and having babies as soon as they got hired, or taking unpopular and difficult positions and immediately making trouble to request a transfer after joining.

Helpless, Ishihara Mikoto could only work as a temporary employee in some small clinics in the western Tama area outside the 23 wards of Tokyo. The contract was signed for two to three years. This was because she had forensic skills and could help with autopsies and examine corpses.

So in the end it turned out like this, the poor forensic sister sold her body in exchange for a job from her celebrity brother.

Damn, what has he been through all these years.

When Ishihara Mikoto got off the train, her face was full of radiance and smile.

Because the wages of dispatched workers are very low, Mikoto Ishihara can only live in the attic of an oden restaurant.

The name of this oden restaurant is "Shiba Daisho", the owner is Shibata Daisho, both old couple are very nice people.

When Ishihara Mikoto lifted the door curtain, the boss was giving change to a regular customer: "Hey, here's 114.514 yuan! Rounded up to 120 yuan!"

"Shouldn't it be 110 yuan if you round it up?" The regular customer laughed and said, "It's just ten yuan, no need to give me the change!"

"That won't do. If you hadn't been taking care of our business, we would have closed down long ago!" said the boss with a smile.

"I'm back~"

"Oh~ Welcome back!" The boss and the boss' wife, as well as a row of regular customers sitting at the bar, mostly middle-aged and elderly men, greeted together, and each of them was very kind.

People who are familiar with Japan know that people in Tokyo are really cold, but in the economically backward communities in the Tama area, if you get to know the neighbors, you will find that the Japanese are actually quite warm.

"How did the interview go?" the boss asked casually.

"Maybe it will work~" Ishihara Mikoto smiled proudly: "Finally I'm going to be hired!"

"Oh? Really? Xiao Meiqin, I think you said the same thing last time." The boss laughed: "Dinner is almost ready, will you eat with us today?"

"Okay, I want a big bowl with onions and eggs!" The forensic beauty shook her head casually and went straight upstairs.

"Remember to wash your hands!"

Going upstairs and unlocking the attic door, what comes into view is a very small attic room of no more than ten square meters, but it has all the necessary facilities, including a kitchen, bathroom, bed, sofa, refrigerator, etc. There is also a dressing table in the narrow room, and a row of succulents on the windowsill. Various colorful fashions are hung everywhere in the house. In addition, half of one wall is covered with fashion magazines, and the other half is covered with various forensic books and anatomical files, which are filled with bookmarks and colorful sticky notes.

After kicking off her high heels, Ishihara Mikoto sat on the sofa, put away her smile and lost herself in thought, feeling the remaining moving afterglow in her body. She didn't know if her choice was right, but people are realistic after all.

Getting married?
Haha, this thing is too luxurious for me!

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Two days later, at the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters in Kasumigaseki Sakuradamon, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

With a head of soft, slightly curly brown hair draped over her shoulders, a small oval face with clear contours, long eyelashes and clear, beautiful eyes that flickered, and a pair of pink, moist, and slightly thick lips under her delicate nose, Ishihara Mikoto arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department to report as scheduled.

She was wearing a light yellow and lime elegant literary American intellectual skirt with a black leather jacket on the outside. Her curvy figure and well-proportioned chest were perfectly highlighted against the fashion. Ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her slender white legs stepped on high heels, outlining her perfect leg shape, which was really white, tender and sexy.

The forensic beauty attracted the attention of everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department as soon as she appeared.

The Japanese have always emphasized commonality and identity. In front of the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department, there were either police officers from the department wearing standard clerical uniforms or people who came to do business in formal suits. At this time, the only person in the room who was wearing flashy fashion was Ishihara Mikoto.

Who is she? What is she doing here?
However, Ishihara Mikoto ignored all the attention and came to the front desk to ask naturally: "Hello, I am Ishihara Mikoto who has an appointment! How can I get to the Investigation Section 1?"

Over the years, I graduated and lost my job, got married and divorced, and moved around a lot. What kind of storms have I not seen? Now I only live for myself!

"Huh? Huh!" The two female police officers at the front desk were stunned. They were stunned for several seconds before they said where the search section was.

"Thank you~ And please take care of me from today on!" Ishihara Mikoto asked and then extended her hands to the two receptionists: "Please take care of me!"

"Please... take care of me." The two female police officers at the front desk didn't understand anything at all.

What on earth is this woman doing here?
But Ishihara Mikoto had already walked away in a cool and elegant manner, her high heels clicking.

Taking the elevator to the upper floors, Ishihara Mikoto walked through the solemn carpet-covered corridor with curiosity. The suit-clad police and clerical police coming and going along the way couldn't help but look at her.

It was not until she reached the door of the First Investigation Division that Ishihara Mikoto was secretly shocked. She thought to herself, is this the face of the Metropolitan Police Department, the last line of defense guarding Tokyo, the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department that specializes in handling various major murders and cases?

I will work here from now on!

The induction door rang, and inside, a large group of people in suits were sitting at their respective workstations discussing issues. At this moment, Ishihara Mikoto strode in and shouted loudly, "Excuse me!"

All the police officers at the scene, including the first, second, third, fourth and other investigation departments, all of them in suits stopped what they were doing and looked at her strangely.

No one to lead the way or introduce us? Just barge in and search the place? What is this woman doing here?

"Hello everyone, I'm the forensic assistant of the Special Investigation Division of the First Investigation Division. I'm the one who will be working with you from today. My name is Ishihara Mikoto. Please give me your guidance!"

After saying that, the forensic beauty bowed deeply, bending at 90 degrees.

After the result was said, everyone in the Investigation Section looked as if they had seen a ghost. They all looked away and continued with their actions.

"Huh?!" Ishihara Mikoto was stunned.

Why does this seem different from what I imagined?

Isn't it said that Uesugi-kun is the trump card of the Metropolitan Police Department? Isn't it said that the Special Mission Department is the most precious treasure in the bottom of the box of the Investigation Division?

Why are you all so cold?
And what about others?

No one paid any attention to her; everyone was busy.

At this point, Inspector Sho Shiratori of the Second Division finally couldn't stand it anymore. He handed the document to his subordinate and said politely, "Um..."

"Huh?!" Ishihara Mikoto wanted to leave a good impression on these elites of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Well, the Special Mission Department is not here..."

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)