"Miss Mouri Ran, thank you for the suggestion."
"I'll definitely go watch the match tomorrow."
Without even considering that he still had work tomorrow, Lin Xinyi readily accepted Mouri Ran's invitation.
After all, being Superman was much more exciting than making money. If he could truly master martial arts, a monthly salary of 890,000 yen did not seem like that much—uh, wait, it still seemed like a lot.
But he had already said it, so it would be awkward to back out now.
As the Security Director, second only to one person and above ten thousand others, as long as that big leader from before did not come around to inspect again, occasionally skipping half a day of work should not be a big deal.
And watching top-tier experts fight really could teach him a great deal.
So, after secretly observing Miyano Shiho's expression and seeing that this "young lady" did not seem to object, Lin Xinyi simply decided to skip work and watch the match.
Just like that, he exchanged phone numbers with Kudo and Mouri Ran, then agreed on a time to meet the next day.
Meanwhile, elsewhere—
The medical personnel who had arrived at the scene carefully pried Ishikawa out of the wall and sent him away in an ambulance.
Based on Aoki's testimony, the officers also began searching for the third suspect.
This case was basically over.
"Brother Lin!"
After finishing up the matters at the scene, Inspector Megure immediately approached with great enthusiasm.
The chubby police officer spoke in a particularly pleasing manner:
"Thank you so much for this!"
"If Brother Lin hadn't happened to be there, we probably would have been fooled by the murderer without even realizing it."
"Uh..." Kudo Shinichi, standing nearby, felt slightly unaccustomed to this, because Inspector Megure had always said those words to him in the past.
But now he had become background scenery, while Lin Xinyi said:
"It was nothing."
"I merely lent a hand."
He first humbly exchanged a few pleasantries, then took the opportunity to say to Inspector Megure with some embarrassment:
"Inspector Megure, I still have things to take care of."
"If possible, could we postpone taking my statement?"
Miyano Shiho had already been delayed here for nearly twenty minutes because of him, and Lin Xinyi felt rather apologetic.
There was certainly no time to give a statement now. He needed to take her to see her sister as soon as possible.
Inspector Megure was also quite accommodating:
"No problem."
"After all, Brother Lin's role in this case was only that of a witness."
"As for the statement, Brother Kudo, who was also a witness, can help us with it."
Kudo Shinichi: "..."
Now you remember me?
Inspector Megure, you really were too real.
For some reason, Detective Kudo actually felt the bleak sorrow of the new generation replacing the old.
And that was indeed the case. Inspector Megure truly intended to replace the old with the new.
He spoke to Lin Xinyi in a gentle tone:
"Brother Lin, after this morning's case, we also briefly looked into your background."
"So you were a medical student who studied abroad at Columbia University. No wonder you were so professional!"
There was a note of respect in Inspector Megure's voice as he said this.
"Uh... so I was a medical student who graduated from Columbia University..."
This was also the first time Lin Xinyi had learned of it.
Then his mood became extremely complicated:
Why was a dignified Columbia University graduate like me working as a security guard?!
Though in reality, Peking University graduates had sold pork, and Tsinghua University graduates had become security guards—
The original owner had studied medicine. As someone in the field, Lin Xinyi naturally knew how formidable Columbia University's medical program was.
Especially the forensic medicine program he had studied. Columbia University's forensic medicine program had always ranked among the very best in the field, a fact recognized worldwide.
And after studying such a sought-after specialty at such an incredible school, the original owner's career option upon returning home had been... captain of a security team?
Being a security captain was one thing, but in the end, he had become so miserable that he had gone to commit suicide?
With a god-tier hand like that, how had he managed to play it so badly?!
Something was becoming more and more wrong...
Having only just begun to understand the truth of this world, Lin Xinyi developed an unprecedented curiosity about "his" past experiences.
But he had only been here for half a day and had gathered too little information. No matter how hard he thought, he could not reach any conclusions.
While Lin Xinyi was lost in thought, Inspector Megure struck while the iron was hot:
"Brother Lin, everyone recognizes your education and abilities."
"So, the higher-ups in our Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Department have also briefly discussed it..."
"If you are interested, you could actually come work in our Criminal Investigation Department."
The Japanese police had been thoroughly humiliated by those famous detectives, and they urgently needed fresh blood that could restore their reputation.
And Lin Xinyi was undoubtedly the best candidate.
Unlike the famous detectives who stole all the spotlight whenever they appeared, forensic case-solving placed greater emphasis on teamwork, science and technology, procedures, and division of labor. It would let the brothers at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department get some time in the spotlight as well.
Thus, both Inspector Megure and the higher-ups of the Criminal Investigation Department were very interested in this Lin Xinyi who had suddenly appeared.
In fact, after the suicide Dismemberment Case that morning and after learning about Lin Xinyi's prestigious academic background, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had already been considering contacting him.
But before they could take the initiative to seek him out, Lin Xinyi had coincidentally appeared before the police again.
So Inspector Megure went with the flow and extended an invitation:
"As long as you agree, you can come work anytime."
"Everyone at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department welcomes you."
"Oh?" Lin Xinyi was curious. "Is it that easy to join the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department? There is no assessment required?"
Inspector Megure was clearly prepared for this:
"It is not a problem."
"You can first work part-time as a Forensic Consultant."
"As long as you produce results, we can absolutely recruit you through a special hiring process and make you official."
"Oh, right. A Forensic Consultant is a capable doctor or scholar hired by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department from outside society to assist the police part-time with autopsies."
Now Lin Xinyi understood.
A Forensic Consultant was probably the sort of outside expert hired on a part-time basis.
There were also outside experts hired from universities back home. Every one of them was an academic authority and a giant in the field, not someone a junior like Lin Xinyi could compare with.
And the work those outside experts did part-time was rarely frontline autopsy work. More often, they guided and trained active forensic doctors, held academic lectures, and discussed difficult cases.
But the meaning of "outside expert" was somewhat different in Japan.
Because the Japanese police had too few official forensic doctors on staff, their own forensic resources often could not even complete the most basic autopsy work.
Therefore, they could only outsource the autopsy work they could not handle, entrusting partner university forensic laboratories and private forensic institutes with conducting dissections and examinations.
With Lin Xinyi's level, he was clearly not qualified to be an outside expert back home.
But becoming a Forensic Consultant in Japan should be more than manageable.
Besides, judging by the capabilities the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had displayed in this world so far—
Lin Xinyi felt that calling himself an "expert" outright did not seem to be a problem.
"Uh... I do not have that intention for the time being."
Although he felt qualified to be this expert, he still temporarily declined Inspector Megure's invitation.
After all, he had already decided to live an easy, peaceful life. How could he go back to handling corpses every day?
That was what Lin Xinyi thought.
But Inspector Megure did not simply give up because of his refusal:
"It is fine, Brother Lin."
"You can think it over some more. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's benefits are very good."
"And you can absolutely work part-time as a Forensic Consultant and participate in work during your free time."
"Oh, right, as long as you are willing to come..."
"We can absolutely give you a compensation package equivalent to an Assistant Inspector and let you concurrently serve as the head of Autopsy Department Three."
"Autopsy Department Three? Department head?"
Lin Xinyi did not know how high-ranking this so-called department head was.
He also did not know what rank Assistant Inspector actually was.
In any case, judging from how hard Inspector Megure worked while personally rushing to crime scenes every day, an Inspector did not seem particularly impressive.
And Assistant Inspector sounded a little weaker than Inspector. Its rank probably was not very high?
But Inspector Megure's answer was quite surprising:
"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has the Criminal Investigation Department under its jurisdiction, which is responsible for investigating all criminal offenses in Tokyo."
"The Criminal Investigation Department has the Forensics Division under it, and the Forensics Division has Autopsy Department One, Two, and Three under it. Together, they are responsible for autopsy work in cases."
"I see..."
Lin Xinyi quickly made the comparison in his mind.
The Forensics Division should be equivalent to a municipal bureau's technical unit. The head of an Autopsy Department should be equivalent to the director of the forensic office within that technical unit, probably a deputy section-level official.
Considering Tokyo's special status as a city, this position might carry even more weight than his comparison suggested.
"But they were giving me an official post right from the start?"
"And directly making a part-timer like me a leader?"
Pies did not fall from the sky for no reason. Lin Xinyi was already beginning to feel that something was off.
So he immediately asked with a strange expression:
"Inspector Megure, tell me honestly..."
"How many people are there in Autopsy Department Three?"
Inspector Megure's expression instantly became somewhat subtle:
"Well..."
"Autopsy Department Three actually has quite a few people!"
"Officer Komatsu, whom you know, is one of them."
Lin Xinyi: "..."
It would have been better if you had not mentioned Officer Komatsu, but now that you had—
Didn't that tell me exactly what level Autopsy Department Three was at?
"Then how many official forensic doctors are there in Autopsy Department Three?"
"Part-time consultants who only hold the title do not count."
Lin Xinyi emphasized this point.
"Part-timers do not count..." Inspector Megure's tone became even more conflicted. "Then... then there are only..."
"Three?" Lin Xinyi gave the lowest number he could accept.
Back home, criminal investigation units at public security agencies above the county level all had dedicated forensic technical offices, with no fewer than three forensic doctors as a rule. With fewer than three, they were not qualified to independently issue forensic reports.
Tokyo was, at the very least, a top-tier global city. There was no way an Autopsy Department's staffing could be worse than a county-level criminal investigation unit's, right?
That was what Lin Xinyi thought.
But he had forgotten that this was not reality.
So, beneath Lin Xinyi's stunned gaze, Inspector Megure instantly shattered his expectations:
"If you do not count the part-time Forensic Consultants who only hold the title..."
"Autopsy Department Three has no forensic doctors."
Lin Xinyi: "..."
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