The Tokyo Police Journey Begins with the Ability to See Evil Thoughts

Inside Inspector Sakamoto's private office in the Criminal Investigation Division of the police station.

"Hmm, your arrangement is quite comprehensive, but aren't you a bit short-handed?"

After flipping through the arrest deployment documents handed to him by Muheyou, Sakamoto tapped his fingertips lightly on the wooden desk, his tone carrying a hint of negotiation.

Logically speaking, as a police inspector, he shouldn't need to speak to his subordinates like that.

However, given the impressive background of this police inspector, many things could only be discussed – after all, even Superintendent Saionji had taken leave, and while others might not notice, he had been in the police department for so many years and surely understood the implications.

"Inspector Sakamoto, are you... still short-staffed?"

Muheyou is very serious about her work. Regarding this JCB smuggling case, not only were people transferred from several departments, but even many of her colleagues of the same rank in the criminal investigation department were included in the arrest team, bringing the total number of people to nearly twenty.

If that's not enough, does she have to bring in everyone from the entire police department?

While that might feel good... it's clearly against the rules. I'm just a police inspector, and I'm only the nominal leader of this operation. Ultimately, I have to see how the senior officers operate.

Sakamoto, unsure of her thoughts, recalled the phone call he had received a few days prior and slowly said:

"How about we add Inspector Kamiya to the team? He's quite capable, and the two of you often work together..."

Mu Heyou frowned and interrupted, "You may have misunderstood something. He and I rarely cooperate on investigations..."

Noticing that Inspector Sakamoto glanced subconsciously at the corner of the table, Yuzuki couldn't continue the conversation and her speech slowed down.

There was a stack of case files there, which contained information on cases handled by the police station in the past two weeks. Every case she submitted had the words "Inspector Kamiya assists in the investigation".

After hesitating, Muheyou changed her mind and said:

"Mainly... Inspector Kamiya is busy every day, so I think it's best not to bother him."

"Think about it. These people are enough." Sakamoto smiled and handed the documents back.

"Okay." Muheyou nodded and then left the office.

Sakamoto was a seasoned veteran in the police department. Even without asking around, he could glean the reason from the rumors and immediately knew that the two had a falling out over some private matters.

He didn't intend to make it clear; after all, it was a matter between young people.

……

After leaving the police inspector's office, Muheyou took the documents and went to each of the relevant personnel to confirm the information.

"Inspector Watanabe, we need your cooperation in tomorrow's smuggling case..."

"Inspector Hase, I'll need you to take the men to the east intersection..."

She called on almost everyone in the criminal investigation department who was free.

Takayuki Takeuchi was no exception; although he tried to sneak off to the toilet, he was caught at the door by Yuzuki Kihara.

Only Kamiya Gen... seemed to have been forgotten by Mokuha Yuzu, passing right past him without leaving a word.

After completing all the preparations, she returned to her workstation and continued the work she had not finished.

But when he glanced at someone out of the corner of his eye and saw him get up and head down to the first floor, the corners of his mouth involuntarily drooped down a little.

—As expected… right on time, it’s time to go to the waiting room again.

Muhe You didn't think that Kamiya Gen's actions would affect her mood. After all, the two of them didn't have much of a relationship, and it was his business what he wanted to do.

But I'm just unhappy, and I don't know why.

She picked up the hot water and took a sip, thinking it was probably because her period was about to start.

……

The night in Shibuya echoes my mood.

Rainwater drifts down to the ground in lines, gathers in a low-lying area, carries mud down into the sewers, and then disappears from sight.

At 7 p.m., Muheyou stood at the entrance of the police station, looking at the colorful streetlights in the rain, feeling quite irritable.

How come the weather has to turn like this just because I accidentally forgot my umbrella?

She sighed and could only prepare to return to her dormitory in the rain.

wow-

An umbrella was opened in the night, blocking out the scattered light.

"Why don't we go together?" Kamiya Gen said.

Mu Heyou glanced at him and said softly:

"What are you doing here... Shouldn't you be with Miyazawa...?"

"Send her back quickly. It's one thing for her to pester me for food and drinks, but the main thing is I need to talk to you. Isn't this delaying things?"

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Muheyou lowered her head, looking at the tips of her shoes.

Kamiya Gen explained slowly, "It's possible that Miyazawa has been affecting my work lately, and things haven't been quite right. But what can I do? I've already refused, but she hasn't changed her ways. She goes to the police station whenever she has time..."

"What have you ever refused?" Muheyou asked.

"I'm definitely rejecting her so-called 'like'," Kamiya Gen said.

After observing for a few days, he didn't think Miyazawa Yuzuki was joking.

Despite losing the blonde hair that was typical of "delinquents," the girl's passionate and straightforward emotions remained unchanged.

I don't expect a reply, nor am I ashamed of being rejected.

He simply kept releasing his emotions toward Kamiya Gen.

Today, they even made an extremely ugly-looking "love-filled bento" and sent it over, but the fried egg was so crooked that it was impossible to tell its shape.

Unfortunately, Gen Kamiya is not a native Japanese and does not like cold food.

She didn't waste any food; she sat in the police station and finished her lunchbox herself.

"Perhaps all men should like eighteen-year-old girls, but not everyone should be with an eighteen-year-old girl."

Kamiya Gen said what he had said to Miyazawa Yuzuki.

Muheyou was a little confused and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Shall we leave? Staying here is blocking the way," said Kamiya Gen.

Muheyou nodded, and the two stepped into the rain.

"After much deliberation, I've decided I should participate in this smuggling operation..."

Why?

Muheyou didn't let him join, partly because of her mood, and partly because she genuinely thought that Kamiya Gen didn't want to cause trouble, since he always seemed so lazy.

"You didn't call me when you arranged the preliminary work, but I already know the whole situation from Inspector Sakamoto."

Kamiya Gen's tone gradually became serious. "For such a large-scale smuggling case, don't you find it a bit strange that the police leadership mobilized so many people without any hesitation based solely on the information you provided?"

This operation involved not only criminal investigation officers and the officers from the Koban (travel unit) in Ono, but also patrol officers from other Koban areas.

The number of people involved in the arrest operation was so meticulously planned that it could even be described as perfect.

It was so perfect that even Kamiya Gen felt it was unreal.

It was as if the gears of the entire Tokyo police system started turning without any hindrance simply because of one sentence from Yuzuki.

Half an hour ago, Kamiya Gen thought this might be because the police department valued Yuzuki.

But the problem is that the real source of the intelligence is Matsumoto Teng.

But suddenly he became unreachable.

They even went to the other company, but the door was locked.

It seems like the entire club, including Matsumoto Teng, was only a day old.

Then it disappeared from Shibuya.