Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 145 Garbage Bags and Iron Buckets
"Ah~ah~, what are these Ji Dao doing here tonight? They are causing too much trouble to us." On the street near the Budokan, a Japanese policeman was sitting on the hood of a police car, smoking. Smoke, while complaining loudly.

"Tonight, I made an appointment with my girlfriend to go to the movies, and now I'm letting her go...Ahhh, it's so annoying. What should I do if she breaks up with me!?"

Another police officer, who was having a late-night snack with Coke and bread, was surprised.

"Sato-kun, for such a big thing, didn't you apply to the boss for a shift? If you break up too, then all our colleagues in this batch will be singles!"

Because Japan's grassroots police have less money, more to do, and no dignity, it is becoming increasingly difficult for the younger generation of police to find a partner. This phenomenon has basically become a big problem, so much so that senior police officers have to organize parties with public funds many times.

Unfortunately, such blind dates have little effect. Dozens of male police officers participate in a social event, and the average success rate for each event... Sorry, in order to protect the personal safety of the police, this is a police secret that cannot be leaked to the outside world.

Why does this happen?

Because even female police officers who are also police officers are not willing to have a police boyfriend. The grassroots male police officers have no money and time, so they are not an ideal blind date.

Many times, in order to find a good husband, Japanese policewomen will resign to get married.

There is no way, very few Japanese men are willing to accept that their partner is a female police officer. Not only can they not make money, they don't even have time to have a married life.

As for senior police officers who have money and time... I'm sorry, they already have boyfriends/girlfriends, and they won't be circulated in the dating market.

Even being able to maintain the current status without falling has exhausted all the capabilities of the top Japanese police officers everywhere.

It really leaves young people no time to fall in love, and others really dare to quit their jobs!
As the same saying goes, with less money and more work, there is no room for advancement. How attractive is Japan’s police position to the younger generation?
Now, even Mr. Sato, who has a girlfriend, has been sent out. What does this mean?
"Hey, what can we do?" The young policeman named Sato-kun sighed helplessly.

Judging from the effectiveness of the activities, such social gatherings are expensive and time-consuming. From the perspective of cost-effectiveness, the Japanese police should cancel such social activities.

Unfortunately, the overall funding of the Japanese police is shrinking day by day. The overall economy of Japanese society is declining. The national economy has run away and rushed into the emergency room. There is basically no possibility of increasing police funding.

It’s okay to cancel the sorority. Raising salary can solve all problems. As long as the salary is raised, male police officers at the grassroots level will naturally become a hot commodity in Japan’s dating market.

"We are the only free police officers in the police station now. My boss told me that if I don't come, you will be the only one on duty tonight. I can make you alone." person?"

It's a pity that the top police officers have also thought about this idea, but they just don't dare to implement it, because such activities are basically one of the few benefits for the grassroots police. If it is cancelled, the people below will really rebel.

"Ah, Smith Marseille." Another police partner immediately apologized to Sato-kun in embarrassment.

Therefore, among police groups across Japan, young and low-level police officers with girlfriends have a small privilege. They are not allowed to work overtime if they are not scheduled to work late shifts.

According to the police regulations of the police station, whether they are patrolling, standing guard, or going out to handle cases, the police must be accompanied by at least two people and cannot be alone.

However, the rules are the rules, and the reality is the reality. The rules stipulate that one person cannot handle the case, but the reality is that the police force is insufficient. If one person does not go out, then there will be no way to arrange the police dispatch.

That's the thing. If Sato doesn't work overtime tonight, then his partner will have to stand guard on this street alone. If something really happens, then the latter will have to face it alone. If an accident occurs, the police department may not find out until long after the partner is dead.

This is why the police department stipulates that police officers must have two people.

While chatting, the two of them had nothing to talk about, so they could only look at the pedestrians passing by on the street.

"Hey, hey... you, stop that man, how can you litter?" Mr. Sato suddenly shouted, pointing his hand at a young man wearing a hood with his back to the police, trying to get rid of the police behind him. or stop.

Unexpectedly, it was a good thing that Sato didn't scream. As soon as he shouted, this guy accelerated and ran away without looking back.

"What's wrong? What did that man do?"

The partner who was holding a bucket of instant noodles in his hand raised his head and asked with a puzzled look. He was engrossed in eating instant noodles just now and didn't see what happened more than ten seconds ago.

"That guy threw a bag of garbage on top of the distribution box!" Mr. Sato pointed to the large iron wire placed on the roadside and separated by an iron fence. The black garbage bag on it was very obvious, and his partner spotted it at a glance. its existence.

"This soul egg is deliberately causing trouble."

"Drive, let's go to the front and see if we can find that bastard." My partner suggested.

"Catch that guy, let him pay a fine and stay in the bureau for a few days."

"Let's go." Mr. Sato responded happily. He just happened to be a little bored standing here, so he could kill some time by driving around a few times.

Police cars started patrolling along the street.

Maybe it was because there was a Yakuza party going on at the Budokan. Sato-kun noticed that there were a lot of gangster-looking young people on the roadside tonight.

These young people were squatting on the roadside in twos and threes, smoking, and bragging loudly. The most outrageous thing was that the two policemen also saw four or five people setting up large iron buckets on both sides of the intersection, collecting newspapers, wood, etc. Throw things in, light them, and warm them up.

"Tie Baa, put out the fire quickly and get the iron bucket away!"

Warming up a fire on the roadside, even if there are iron barrels around it, is still very dangerous, so Sato yelled loudly, and the gangsters wisely put out the fire.

However, after Sato drove a little further, the men quickly rekindled the fire.

The two police officers who observed this scene through the rearview mirror were not interested in looking back. They just wanted to say it. Is it possible that you really want to waste your time arguing with these gangsters?

Anyway, I told them not to play with fire, so that even if there was a fire later, it would be none of my business. The two of us had already worked hard to get over it.

(End of this chapter)