The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"...Why do you have a low salary and don't you have any idea?" Miwako Sato helped her forehead helplessly.

Even she, who is not very familiar with Yamashita Toshito, has heard of his reputation for being late.

"No, not the same."

The position is the inspection minister, so Takagi She, a conscientious policeman, has a higher salary than him. Why, like him, Chiba Kazunobu, who is late for the first search class, has a higher salary than him? !

They are all late, shouldn't the salary be treated equally? !

"……………………"

The conscientious police officer Miwako Sato thought about her salary last month, turned around and left.

"Hey, Yamashita, you're still struggling with the salary issue." Behind Atsuto Yamashita, who had just complained to Miwako Sato about the unfair financial system of the Metropolitan Police Department, the chubby Chiba Kazunobu came immediately.

"Don't get close to me."

Atsuto Yamashita feebly refused to let Chiba Kazunobu bend over to his ear with a smile on his face: "I'll tell you a secret. Recently, in order not to be late, I have adjusted all the clocks at home by 5 minutes."

Atsuto Yamashita's eyes widened suddenly, he sat up straight and looked at Chiba Kazushin speechless.

Comrades who used to spend money together, you actually betrayed eachother just like that? !

"The personal test is effective, and you should try the same when you go back, Yamashita."

Chiba and Nobubu, who happily told their friends the secret to preventing lateness, happily patted their beer bellies and returned to their seats. Yamashita Atsuto silently turned his watch forward by 10 minutes with a dark face.

Start fishing.

During the lunch break, I went to the cafeteria to have a good meal and consoled my wounded soul. After playing spider poker and minesweeping all afternoon, Atsuto Yamashita glanced at the wall clock on the wall and his 10-minute fast watch. Incomparably firm.

This is his monthly repertoire.

According to the usual practice, every time he pays his salary, there will always be a lot of things that prevent him from getting off work on time to go to the spa.

Therefore, on this day of every month, Atsuto Yamashita will move the hands of his watch forward by 10 minutes after receiving his salary.

Anyway, there are so many people in the first search, and in the last 10 minutes without him, no one will find out, it's very safe.

[Boss, it's still the old rules, I'll be there right away. 】

After sending an appointment text message to the owner of the spa shop he frequented, Atsuto Yamashita tidied up the paper and pen holders on the table, and walked to the elevator in an extremely relaxed and natural attitude.

"What did you say?!!"

"An accident happened to the live broadcast of Nikmai TV?!"

"Someone was killed?!!!"

The moment the elevator door opened, the moment Yamashita Toruto raised his right foot, Mu Mu Shisan's roar resounded throughout the big office!

[I am a star, you are a star! 】

[I didn’t hear it, I didn’t see it, I didn’t hear it, I didn’t see it………]

Atsuto Yamashita, with broken thoughts in his heart, took the most determined steps to get off work.

The meager salary just paid today is not enough to give him the desire to work overtime.

"Brother at the foot of the mountain, where are you going?"

"Ah, the police department, I'm going to the Department of Transportation to handle a case."

"A colleague named Pakino Shinnosuke asked me to tell Mr. Yumi that he parked illegally yesterday to hunt down criminals."

Atsuto Yamashita turned around without blinking his eyes, and Miwako Sato, who was following behind Mekushisan, suddenly remembered what Miyamoto Yumi said to her in the morning-this man was full of lies.

"You can talk about that kind of thing tomorrow, but now I'm going to Nimai TV Station with me."

Undoubtedly, his Mumu Shisan gave the order, and finally the policeman under him who can solve the case resumed work. Mu Mu Shisan didn't want the now detective Mori Kogoro to play awe-inspiring at the scene of the crime.

Does he look down on the police department to lose face!

What's more, it was Matsumoto's intention to let Atsuto Yamashita spend more time searching for a lesson, and Mu Mu Shisan was naturally happy to see the results, after all, he was his subordinate.

"I see, Police Department."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was working overtime with tears in his eyes, nodded and got into the police car.

Chapter 31 Be silly, I remember the plot!

[Boss, forget about today, I have to work overtime temporarily. 】

【Well, what a pity. 】

【No way, I wanted to go off work normally, alas...】

[It's okay, Yamashita-kun, you can come anytime, my door is always open for you. 】

【………………】

In the police car, Atsuto Yamashita, who was holding a mobile phone and having an enthusiastic exchange with the owner of the spa shop, got out of the car after arriving at the destination, looked up at the Nikai TV station building whose name was somewhat ambiguous to him, sighed, and resigned himself to following his fate. Behind Mumu Thirteen.

He missed the hands of the spa shop owner, and the lingering tenderness.

It's a pity that he is destined to deal with cold corpses tonight.

"The police are here!"