The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Invitation

Chapter 32: Invitation from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Mouri Ran, thank you for the suggestion."

"I'll definitely go watch the match tomorrow."

Lin Xinyi readily accepted Mouri Ran's invitation, not even considering that he had work the next day.

After all, being a superhero was far more exciting than making money. If he could truly master martial arts, a salary of 890,000 yen a month didn't seem like much... Oh, wait, it's still quite a lot.

But he had already agreed, so it was too late to back out now.

He figured that as a "Security Director" who was second only to one person and above everyone else, occasionally skipping half a day of work shouldn't be a big deal, as long as that previous high-ranking official didn't come for an inspection again.

And watching a combat match between top experts could indeed be very beneficial.

So, after subtly observing Miyano Shiho's expression and seeing that the "young lady" had no objections, Lin Xinyi simply decided to skip work and go watch the match.

Just like that, he exchanged phone numbers with Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran and made plans to meet the next day.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Medical personnel who had arrived at the scene carefully extricated Ishikawa from the wall and took him away in an ambulance.

Police officers, based on Aoki's confession, began searching for the third suspect.

The case was essentially closed.

"Brother Lin!"

After handling the scene, Inspector Megure immediately approached him with a warm expression.

The plump officer spoke very amiably:

"Thank you so much this time!"

"If Brother Lin hadn't been here, we probably would have been completely fooled by the culprit."

"Uh..." Kudo Shinichi, standing nearby, felt a little unaccustomed to this, because Inspector Megure's words used to always be directed at him.

But now he was just part of the background, and it was Lin Xinyi speaking:

"It's nothing."

"Just lending a hand."

He humbly brushed it off, then took the opportunity to say to Inspector Megure, with a hint of difficulty:

"Inspector Megure, I still have things to attend to right now."

"If possible, could the questioning be postponed?"

Miyano Shiho had already been delayed for him for over twenty minutes, and Lin Xinyi felt quite bad about it.

There was definitely no time for any more interrogations now; he needed to take her to see her sister as soon as possible.

And Inspector Megure was very accommodating:

"No problem."

"Anyway, Brother Lin's role in this case is just a witness."

"For the statement, just have Brother Kudo, who is also a witness, help with it."

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

Now you think of me?

Inspector Megure, you're too real.

Somehow, the great detective Kudo Shinichi felt a desolate sense of the new replacing the old.

And that was indeed the case; Inspector Megure truly had the intention of "replacing the old with the new."

He said to Lin Xinyi in a friendly tone:

"Brother Lin, we actually did a quick background check on you after the case this morning."

"So you're a medical student who returned from studying at Columbia University... No wonder you're so professional!"

When he said this, Inspector Megure's tone carried a hint of respect.

"Uh... So I'm a medical student who graduated from Columbia University, huh?"

Lin Xinyi was just finding this out for the first time.

Then his mood became very complicated:

Why is a dignified Columbia University graduate like me working as a security guard?!

Although in reality, there are Peking University graduates who sell pork, and Tsinghua University graduates who work as security guards...

But the original owner studied medicine—as an insider, Lin Xinyi naturally knew how impressive Columbia University's medical program was.

Especially the forensic medicine he studied; Columbia University's Forensic Medicine program has always been at the top of the field, which is a globally recognized fact.

And the original owner, after studying such a popular major at such an impressive university, ended up working as a security captain upon returning to Japan?

And not just a security captain, but he even ended up so miserable that he took his own life?

How could you mess up a hand like that when you had a royal flush?!

Things were truly getting stranger and stranger.

Lin Xinyi, having just realized the truth of this world, developed an unprecedented curiosity about his "own" past experiences.

However, he had only been there for half a day, and the information he gathered was too little. Even deep contemplation yielded no conclusions.

As Lin Xinyi fell into thought because of this, Inspector Megure struck while the iron was hot and said:

"Brother Lin, your qualifications and abilities have been recognized by everyone."

"So, the officers of our Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigations Bureau have also briefly discussed it."

"If you're interested, you could actually come work for our Criminal Investigations Bureau."

The reputation of the Japanese police had been tarnished by those Famous Detectives, and they were now desperate to recruit new blood who could redeem their image.

And Lin Xinyi was undoubtedly the best candidate:

Unlike Famous Detectives who steal the spotlight whenever they appear, a Forensic Officer's approach to solving cases focuses more on teamwork, scientific methods, and procedural division of labor. This allows the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's officers to also get some recognition.

Therefore, both Inspector Megure and the high-ranking officials of the Criminal Investigations Bureau were very interested in this suddenly appearing Lin Xinyi.

In fact, after the suicide Dismemberment Case that morning and investigating Lin Xinyi's prestigious academic background, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had already been thinking about trying to contact Lin Xinyi.

And now, before they even had a chance to visit him, Lin Xinyi coincidentally appeared before the police.

So, Inspector Megure took the opportunity to extend an invitation:

"As long as you agree, you can start working anytime."

"Everyone at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department welcomes you."

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi was a bit curious. "It's that easy to join the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department? No assessment needed?"

Inspector Megure, clearly prepared, replied:

"It's fine."

"You can first join us part-time as a Forensic Consultant."

"As long as you achieve results, we can absolutely make you a permanent employee through special recruitment."

"By the way, a Forensic Consultant is an able doctor or scholar hired by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department from society to assist our police in autopsy work on a part-time basis."

Lin Xinyi understood now:

A Forensic Consultant should be a part-time external expert.

There were also such external experts hired from universities domestically. They were all academic titans and industry leaders, not comparable to a junior like Lin Xinyi.

And the work these external experts did part-time rarely involved frontline autopsies; it was more about guiding and training active Forensic Officers, holding academic lectures, and discussing difficult cases.

But the meaning of "external expert" in Japan was somewhat different.

Because the number of officially appointed forensic officers within the Japanese police force was too small, relying solely on their own forensic capabilities often made it difficult to even complete the most basic autopsy work.

So they could only outsource the autopsy work they couldn't handle, entrusting it to cooperating university Forensic Medicine research labs and private Forensic Medicine institutes to complete dissections and autopsies.

With Lin Xinyi's skill level, he was clearly not qualified to be an external expert domestically.

But being a Forensic Consultant in Japan should be more than enough.

Moreover, given the current capabilities displayed by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in this world, Lin Xinyi felt there would be no problem if he directly called himself an "expert."

"Uh... I don't have that intention for now."

Although he felt qualified to be an expert, he still politely declined Inspector Megure's invitation for the time being.

After all, he had already made up his mind to live a relaxed and peaceful life. How could he go back to touching corpses every day?

That's what Lin Xinyi thought.

However, Inspector Megure didn't simply give up because of his polite refusal:

"It's alright, Brother Lin."

"You can think about it a bit more. The benefits at our Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department are very good."

"And you can absolutely work part-time as a Forensic Consultant, joining us in your free time."

"By the way, as long as you're willing to come..."

"We can absolutely give you the same benefits as an Assistant Inspector and let you serve part-time as the Department Head of Autopsy Department Three."

"Autopsy Department Three? Department Head?"

Lin Xinyi didn't know how high ranking this so-called Department Head was.

He also didn't know what rank an Assistant Inspector was at the moment.

In short, judging by how hard Inspector Megure worked, personally going to crime scenes every day, an Inspector didn't seem very impressive.

And an Assistant Inspector sounded even weaker than an Inspector—it seemed like the rank wasn't very high?

But Inspector Megure's reply was quite surprising:

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has a Criminal Investigation Bureau, which is responsible for investigating all criminal offenses in Tokyo."

"And the Criminal Investigation Bureau has a Forensics Division, which in turn has Autopsy Department One, Two, and Three, all working together on case autopsies."

"I see."

Lin Xinyi quickly processed the information in his mind:

The Forensics Division must be equivalent to the Technical Major Crimes Unit in a city bureau. The head of an Autopsy Department would be like the director of the forensic lab within the Technical Major Crimes Unit, probably a deputy-level cadre.

Considering the special status of Tokyo, this position might even carry more weight than his analogy suggests.

"But they're offering me a position right off the bat?"

"And they want me, someone who's only part-time, to be a leader?"

Lin Xinyi already felt something was off; good things don't just fall into your lap for no reason.

So, he immediately asked with a strange expression:

"Inspector Megure, tell me honestly."

"Just how many people are in Autopsy Department Three?"

Inspector Megure's expression suddenly became somewhat delicate:

"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 hadn't mentioned Officer Komatsu. Now that you have…

Don't I know exactly what level Autopsy Department Three is at?

"So, how many official forensic officers are there in Autopsy Department Three?"

"Not counting those who are part-time or just consultants."

Lin Xinyi particularly emphasized.

"Not counting part-timers, huh?" Inspector Megure's tone became even more conflicted: "Then… then there's only…"

"Three?" Lin Xinyi questioned, based on his lowest standard.

In China, police departments above the county level have specialized forensic technical rooms, and the number of forensic officers is generally no less than three – fewer than three means they aren't qualified to independently issue forensic reports.

Tokyo is a world-class city, after all; it's impossible for an Autopsy Department's staffing to be worse than a county-level criminal investigation team, right?

That's what Lin Xinyi thought.

But he forgot that this was not reality.

So, under Lin Xinyi's shocked gaze, Inspector Megure instantly shattered his expectations:

"If we don't count the part-time forensic consultants…"

"Autopsy Department Three has no forensic officers."

Lin Xinyi: "…"

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department (Stubborn Bronze III) has sent you a team invitation:

[Ranked Match · 1 VS ?????]

Accept × Hold Temporarily × Decline √ Do Not Disturb Team Invites: On.