"Mr. Mori, who's that fierce-looking man?"
"That's Superintendent Kiyonaga Matsumoto, an administrator with the Metropolitan Police Department... Keep talking nonsense and you'll get punched."
"So someone who looks like that can be an administrator too? Then, what about that guy over there? Is he also a detective from Tokyo? I see he has the same consultant badge as you..."
"...For you to become a police officer, your written test scores must have been unexpectedly good."
"Huh?"
The moment Conan put in his earpiece, he heard Mori Kogoro and Sayamura Misao having that hushed conversation.
Conan understood Mori Kogoro's jab, and the corner of his mouth twitched for quite a while.
If his grades had not been outstanding enough to get him into the career track, never mind rising through the ranks—whether any police department would have wanted Sayamura Misao at all would have been a question.
"Why didn't they assign someone who's only good at exams to clerical work in logistics? Letting him investigate violent crimes as a detective—Gunma Prefecture's officials really have a lot of nerve..." Conan rubbed his forehead and could not help joining in on mocking Sayamura Misao.
Although Mori Kogoro's abilities as a private detective were limited, back when he had been a detective, setting aside his case-solving skills, his basic professional competence—including his understanding of social etiquette—had been beyond reproach.
By comparison, Sayamura Misao's conduct and his current rank stood out all the more glaringly.
Tangze suppressed a smile and found his gaze drifting toward the glass doors on the National Police Agency's side again.
This probably had to start with the moment Sayamura Misao resolved to become a police officer...
To be fair, judging solely by Sayamura Misao's work style and the way he handled cases, he really was not suited to being a