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

Half an hour later, Kamiya Gen received 300,000 yen in cash and walked out of the police station happily.

The saying "a loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise" perfectly describes this situation.

All the junk in my dorm room was worth less than 20,000 yen, but now it's been exchanged for 300,000 yen, with an additional 200,000 yen in compensation to be received. It's like winning the lottery.

"Kamiya-kun, why are you stopping me from opening a case and investigating?" Yuzuki followed behind him with a displeased expression.

"The superintendent has already sent Inspector Sakamoto to investigate, so why are you so concerned? We're busy celebrating, so let's go back and get some beer. Where's the hotel again? I didn't hear you carefully."

"Sakuracho Shibuya Hotel, I think that's the name."

Muheyou replied, then realized she had been led astray, and quickly continued, "No... don't you know her? That tone clearly indicates she wants to let it go."

Kamiya Gen thought to himself that this was none of his business, as long as he got the money. If he really went through the trouble of investigating, he might offend a lot of people in the police department.

But since he had already accepted the money, he still wanted to do his part and see if he could persuade Mu Heyou.

Of course, if you really can't persuade them, then it's none of your business.

Anyway, I'm a police inspector, and Muhe You's rank is higher than mine, so how could I possibly control her?

After thinking for a moment, he spoke:

"Inspector Muhe, I know you're unwilling to let this go and feel that you can't let the person behind this get away with it, but you have to be realistic. The superintendent has already made it clear that he doesn't want this matter to escalate. If you keep insisting, not only will we not get the remaining 200,000 in compensation, but we might also be retaliated against."

As he spoke, he slowed his pace, trying to soften his tone, and waved the envelope containing cash in his hand. "Look, we've got this 300,000 yen. It's enough for us to buy new furniture and appliances, and stay comfortably in a hotel. Why make things difficult for ourselves? Besides, she said she would secretly verify it. Maybe she can find out something. Why should we rush to take the lead?"

Mu Heyou paused, her face still grim, her tone full of defiance:

"Secretly verify? Do you really think she'll investigate? She's just making up an excuse to appease us. As police officers, if we don't even dare to investigate the truth, what right do we have to wear this uniform?"

Kamiya Gen frowned and advised, "You can't say that. It's not that we're afraid to investigate, it's just that the timing isn't right. Right now, the Superintendent General is suppressing this matter. Even if we investigate, it won't make any difference and will only backfire. Let's wait a bit longer."

"How long will it take?"

Muheyou retorted, her eyes filled with determination, "Kamiya-kun, how can you be so pessimistic? This isn't about money, it's about principles. We can't just compromise like this."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Kamiya Gen felt a little helpless, and his tone became somewhat indifferent. Anyway, he had already said what he wanted to say, and it didn't matter what Muhe You did.

"Anyway, I have no ability to fight against the superintendent, let alone investigate this matter. Rather than wasting my energy, if you really insist on investigating, I won't stop you."

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a moment. Looking at Kamiya Gen's indifferent expression, Muhe You felt both angry and helpless.

"I understand," she muttered softly. "Fine, if you're not going to help me..."

Hearing her tone and seeing her aggrieved expression, Kamiya Gen finally said helplessly, "If you insist on investigating, then wait for news from the Superintendent. If she hasn't found anything, then I'll try to help you..."

"real?"

"real……"

Kamiya Genshin thought to himself, "I'll call your mom when the time comes; there's nothing else I can do to help."

"Okay, then we'll wait," Muheyou said with a smile.

"That's more like it. Okay, don't be upset. Let's go back and get that case of beer, then check into the Shibuya Hotel in Sakuracho. There's a celebration going on."

This time, Kamiya Gen is really ready to celebrate, after all, he received so much money.

The two quickly returned to the ruins of the dormitory, where the case of beer was still safely placed by the roadside.

Kamiya Gen stepped forward, bent down, picked up the beer crate, and weighed it in his hand.

Muheyou stood to the side, looking at the collapsed dormitory ruins, and suddenly spoke:

"By the way, Kamiya-kun, how did you know I had a laptop in my room?"

She narrowed her eyes and continued, "You didn't secretly look at it, did you?"

Kamiya Gen was utterly speechless and rolled his eyes at her: "I was just saying it offhand. Who went to look into your room? When have you ever seen me go there?"

"Oh—that's what I thought too. You shouldn't be a pervert."

"What do you mean by 'should'? Can you find another man in the police department who is more upright than me?"

Muheyou didn't respond.

Kamiya Gen was slightly taken aback, and said, "Really? Is that so hard to answer? Is there someone else...?"

"If you deceive Miyazawa less about his feelings, I'll admit you're an honest man," Muheyou said softly, following in his footsteps as the two headed towards the hotel together.

"Where did I lie to her? In the end, it was that guy who cheated me out of money. Think about it these past few days, every time she came to the police station, I spent money on her. It wasn't a lot, but where would I get so much money to take her out to eat every day?"

"Why didn't you pass it on to me? Can't I take care of her?"

"Well... I'll arrange it for you next time," Kamiya Gen said.

"I clearly saved my number in her phone, but I haven't received a single call from Miyazawa since. Has she called you?"

Kamiya Gen nodded and led her across the street. "Yes, what's wrong?"

"What are you talking about? To be honest, girls at that age are just not mature enough. If Kamiya-kun were to just agree to her confession or something, it would actually be hurting her."

Kamiya Gen couldn't quite grasp the logic behind her statement.

What do you mean by saying Miyazawa isn't mature enough? You've only hurt her by agreeing to her request.

However, the explanation followed in the next second.

"After all, you're just an average person. She deserves better. If she gets tricked by you, she'll definitely regret it later..." Muheyou said.

Kamiya Gen immediately retorted, "You said she's immature, right?"

"Yes."

"Then what do I think..." Kamiya Gen lowered his head and glanced at her chest mockingly, "Inspector Kiha, no, Inspector Kiha, you're not much more mature than that. If it weren't for this outfit, if the two of you stood together, people might not be able to tell who's older."

Muheyou noticed his gaze, her brows furrowed slightly, and she straightened the joystick defiantly: "It should definitely be mine..."

But there's always a lack of confidence.

She hadn't really observed Miyazawa's physique closely, but it seemed that he was definitely more developed than her.

Besides, he's only eighteen, and there's still room for advancement.

Unlike myself, who is already in my twenties and will most likely live like this for the rest of my life.

Muheyou felt melancholy, realizing that she had broken down a bit.