Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

the next day.

Bright sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, indicating that it was another sunny day.

Lin Xiaofeng opened his eyes, picked up his phone and checked the time, finding it was only a little past five in the morning.

Clearly, despite having exhausted a great deal of energy from the series of battles last night, he had already entered the inhuman realm due to the repeated enhancements from the system.

This is reflected not only in his combat prowess but also in his physical attributes.

That's why he only needs to sleep for a few hours to get the same quality of sleep as an average person who sleeps for seven or eight hours.

Just then, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly felt an unusually soft touch pressing against his arm.

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at the object that gave off a delicate, warm, and silky feel, and he knew that it was a great thing that mankind pursues throughout their lives, a mountain that requires constant effort to climb.

Feeling the beauty of the world, at this moment, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly realized a philosophy of life: life is like climbing a mountain. The scenery at the top is rich and colorful. Not only will it present different styles as time goes by, giving people a unique feeling, but standing on the top of the mountain, one can also appreciate the beauty of the world.

Seemingly affected by his actions, a soft groan escaped her lips. Ran Mouri groggily opened her eyes, her face still sleepy, her voice slightly hoarse for some reason. She uttered the phrase that every girl would say in a daze, "You're pressing on my hair!"

"Feel sorry."

It's perfectly normal for the other person to be so tired, even to the point of not wanting to get out of bed.

Ran Mouri's black hair trembled slightly, her voice full of weariness: "Let me sleep a little longer."

722. Consultant Lin Xiaofeng was conscripted.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs' son was in a car accident, a serious matter, so Lin Xiaofeng, an advisor to the Metropolitan Police Department, was summoned by the department.

"It's just a car accident, right? They're giving you special treatment just because he's the son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs. They're all the same, they're all black."

As Lin Xiaofeng pondered this, he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department.

He had just gone upstairs when he happened to run into Inspector Megure and Miwako Sato.

"Brother Lin, you've come at the right time. Come with us."

Megure V13 noticed Lin Xiaofeng. Originally, he was planning to talk to Sasuke and Miwako about something, but after thinking it over, he took Lin Xiaofeng to the lounge.

Sato Miwako greeted him naturally, "Consultant Lin, thank you for your hard work."

After Megure arrived at the lounge, he locked the door from the inside.

The meaning is self-evident.

Before he could even speak, Lin Xiaofeng asked, "The license plate number and car model from last night's case should have been found by now, right? It belongs to Foreign Minister Utada's son?"

"Yes, it really is that guy."

Inspector Megure was not surprised. 17 introduced, "Ryuichi Utada, Ferrari 550, license plate number 0821, which matches the records from the traffic department."

"Then can we summon him now?"

Sato Miwako spoke up, saying that since there were witnesses and the car belonged to the other party, they could simply follow the procedure and bring the person in for interrogation.

"You found that the car was parked in the parking lot near the French restaurant last night, and that guy also went to the French restaurant, but there is no direct connection."

Megure shook his head slightly and sighed: "Although the car is his, there is no way to prove that he was the one driving it. Moreover, just last night, after we investigated his license plate number, the traffic division suddenly found a police report about his vehicle being stolen three days ago."

He paused for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Therefore, summoning the other party is not in accordance with the rules."

"A true classic."

Lin Xiaofeng understood the meaning behind Inspector Megure's words and couldn't help but sigh.

This move is simply a classic among classics. It would have been a classic move in my previous life.

It belongs to the category of classic poems that have been passed down through generations.

This operation, just as Inspector Megure described, is a calculated move.

First, say the car is stolen, then find a scapegoat, and then the person being protected can escape.

The same applies to not being able to be summoned.

Rules are inanimate, but people are divided into classes. You can disregard rules when dealing with ordinary people, but when dealing with those in high positions…

I can only say, try not following the rules and see what happens.

If you don't follow the rules, then I'll have to make you follow them.

Upon hearing this, Miwako Sato understood some of the situation, but she was still somewhat unwilling to give up. She frowned and said, "Nonsense, how come I haven't heard Yumi mention any luxury cars like this being stolen recently?"

She and Yumi Miyamoto are best friends.

If she really lost such a luxury car, her best friend would probably have already come over and told her, and asked her to help her find the car.

"It's not the Tokyo Metropolitan Traffic Division, but the National Police Agency's Traffic Division."

Megure shook his head slightly with a sigh: "Although the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division has not received any reports, the Traffic Division has transferred the relevant documents, and that's what it says on the documents."

Upon hearing this, Miwako Sato grasped the key point: "Police Department Traffic Division?"

"Since he wasn't driving the car at the time, he obviously wasn't the one who hit the person."

Lin Xiaofeng picked up the thread and pondered, "Following this line of thought, the person who caused the accident was the car thief, which means we need to find the car thief. We can't implicate him at all, and it's not appropriate to forcibly summon him."

"If that's the case, then all we need to do is prove that he opened it, right?"

Sato Miwako took a deep breath. "Mr. Izushima witnessed it firsthand. It was a young man driving the car, and there was a woman in the passenger seat. Lin Xiaofeng even saw them at the restaurant. They perfectly match the suspect's characteristics."

"That's absolutely right."

Inspector Megure hesitated for a moment: "However... this case involves the son of the Foreign Minister, and its impact on society needs to be carefully considered. Therefore, the National Police Agency is now suggesting that we temporarily postpone the operation and formulate an action plan that minimizes the impact and maximizes the efficiency of apprehending the suspect."

"So, it's just a matter of letting it go and giving up?"

Miwako Sato's face was grim: "Drag things out until they prepare the witnesses, physical evidence, and a scapegoat, then we can start our investigation..."

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at Sato's expression, then asked Inspector Megure, "So, to be able to mobilize people in the National Police Agency, Foreign Minister Utada's network of connections must be quite extensive, right?"

"Since we're talking behind closed doors, I'll just be frank."

Inspector Megure said in a deep voice, "Minister Utada is the former chairman of the National Public Safety Commission."

"I see."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded upon hearing this, without saying anything more.

The former head of the National Public Security Commission was able to directly point out the other party's relationship with the police system...

This means that the Foreign Minister has connections within the National Police Agency.

The Metropolitan Police Department is a regionally autonomous body, nominally led by the Governor of Tokyo and the Tokyo Metropolitan Public Safety Commission. However, in reality, the Prefectural Public Safety Commissions are merely figureheads. The Superintendent General of Police and police bureaucrats in each prefecture are all directly recruited and appointed by the Metropolitan Police Department.

The National Police Agency directly recruits police bureaucrats, known as the professional group.

The professional group consists of elites with golden keys to advancement. For example, Shiratori, with the protection of the National Police Agency, will soon be able to climb the ranks. Sato, on the other hand, is a regular national civil servant, while Takagi is a local civil servant.

Simply put, local civil servants are at most police superintendents, while within the police force, those above the police superintendent level receive their salaries directly from the national treasury.

Therefore, the National Police Agency Commissioner, whose team consists of professionals, has to defer to the Commissioner-General of the National Police Agency, and the next level down, the headquarters has to defer to the Commissioner. This is the unique Japanese police system.

The National Police Agency, on the other hand, is under the National Public Safety Commission.

"That's how things are. We can't easily get involved in this matter for now."

Megure Juzo took a deep breath and said seriously, "We cannot act without a clear direction for the investigation."

"Memu Police Department..."

Sato Miwako frowned, understanding the implications, and her tone wasn't too harsh as she asked in a low voice, "Is there really no way to salvage this situation?"

"This is it."

Inspector Megure pondered for a moment, then looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said meaningfully, "Brother Lin Xiaofeng, what do you think about the relationship between hit-and-run and car theft?"

"You're talking behind closed doors, are you making me the bad guy?"

Lin Xiaofeng glanced at Inspector Megure speechlessly, then explained helplessly, "Right now, the Metropolitan Police Department is only required to plan a strategy for investigating hit-and-run cases. As for car theft... we can't act rashly on hit-and-run cases, but we can still investigate car theft cases. After all, the higher-ups only gave suggestions, not orders. How to act is up to us."

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