Chapter 451: Identity Exposed, Grandson!

"Our police system needs to change now, there's no doubt about it."

In the large conference room of the Metropolitan Police Department, almost all the senior officials in Tokyo were sitting below, looking at the upright old man on the podium. He had a folding fan in his hand and his eyes were bright.

"I think we have a big problem with some of us in high positions but accomplishing nothing."

Minami Masamune stood up to the two leaders on the left and right: "Director of the Transportation Bureau Masayasu Taigami, and Director of the Security Bureau Shota Mikawa, the two of them can submit their retirement reports as soon as they go out."

"Please wait!"

Seeing that the director of the Security Bureau did not speak, Taishang Zhengkang stood up and slapped the table, startling all the subordinates behind him.

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"I cannot agree with what you say."

[It’s really exciting. I didn’t expect to see such a high-ranking person in my lifetime. 】

Mumu Shisan, who was sitting in the last row of the Criminal Bureau Director, was wearing a police uniform. He touched the police badge on his shoulder and felt an unbelievable erratic feeling.

He is also a senior member of the Metropolitan Police Department, although he is from the buttocks position...

Everyone in the conference room looked at Nan Zhengzong on the podium, wanting to see what he would do.

"I think that although I haven't made any great contributions, but you forced me to retreat as soon as you came to power, isn't it a bit too much?"

Nan Zhengzong looked at the White Horse Police Director at the front and found that he had his head lowered and his face was gloomy and pale.

"Then, I would like to ask you to explain why there are so many unchecked vehicles in Tokyo, and why every time the public security police under the National Security Bureau go out on a mission, they encounter fake cars with no information?"

"What does this mean? How can you not get something like a license plate if you have money? It's easy to just type one by yourself!"

Taishang Zhengkang squeezed out of the seat, took off the armband on his shoulder, slapped it on the table, and unbuttoned his police uniform.

"But isn't it the responsibility of the Transportation Department to investigate these problems? Since you can't control them at a macro level, let those who are capable do it."

The entire conference room became noisy, and the other bureau chiefs were a little embarrassed and nervous. The new police chief's merciless criticism actually slapped the other officials hard on the face.

Ranking based on seniority is an old tradition in Japan. After a person has stayed in this position for so many years, what he wants before leaving is nothing more than kindness and dignity. Once Minami Masamune said these words, when they retire in the future, some people will accuse them of being a vegetarian.

"Sir, what you said is a bit exaggerated. Zhengkang has worked hard for so many years, is it so difficult that he doesn't even have a word of praise?!"

Shio Morohoshi stood up first and bowed, then turned to seriously defend his subordinates and all the top police officers: "From the end of Showa to now, in the decades of Heisei, Japanese society has achieved great stability."

"I know, I'm older than everyone sitting here, and I've been through that period as well."

Minami Masamune slowly walked down from the podium: "From Prime Minister Suzuki after the war to Prime Minister Ooka more than ten years ago, we have been seeking a path of peaceful development, but in recent years everyone's thinking has changed, and so have I. I understand, so I have to change.”

Some people at the bottom took out pens and paper and started recording, while others were indifferent. These Nan Zhengzong all saw it.

"Now is a new starting point and a crossroads in development. Where do our police want to go? I think this issue is worth pondering for each of us."

Seeing that his superior was ignoring him, Morohoshi Toshio had no choice but to sit down, leaving Taishang Masayasu standing alone.

"Currently, there are a total of six chiefs in charge of each bureau, but I had to remove two of them. The director of the Transportation Bureau gave people the green light in private, and the director of the Security Bureau sold his people's information abroad. When he saw these two pieces of information, I’m heartbroken.”

Everyone looked at the two bureau chiefs in surprise, and in the middle levels behind the Security Bureau, there were already people gearing up, eager to rush up and have a classic fight.

"As for other people, whether you are clean or not, I don't want to talk about it anymore, and I can't talk about it anymore."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Tetsuo Yoshioka standing outside the door. Masamune Minami didn't stop, but he just spoke a little faster.

"I would like to advise you, take out your police badges, dry them, wash them, and tidy them up! Think of the ruins of Tokyo Tower and the National Police Agency. Those terrorists are still watching you from the dark. !”

After saying that the meeting was adjourned, Nan Zhengzong Zhijie walked out of the conference room under the flank protection of two security guards. After saying "Follow me", he went to the office that had been tidied up through the connecting bridge.

“Today was really an eye-opener.”

He closed the notebook full of memories and looked to the front with a complicated expression.

"So, the world is huge and full of wonders."

Counselor Uno Tadayoshi of the Criminal Department turned around and patted the new subordinate on the shoulder, as if to remind him: "You should also pay attention, weren't you very close to those detectives before?"

"this……"

Megure Thirteen was in a dilemma. Whether it was Kudo and his son or Mouri Kogoro, sometimes they were really needed to solve the case.

"I'm not asking you to refuse the detective's assistance, but to turn the detective chief into a police chief." Uno Tadayoshi said a few more words: "Learn from the practices in Osaka. Sometimes you can't be too weak. Your subordinates will So kind.”

At this point, Uno looked down on Matsumoto Kiyonaga. All the subordinates he trained had a problem, that is, they did not have the absolute authority of the police.

If it were not for the previous events, Megure would have been forced to take the position of the manager. He would have transferred a dignified person to be the manager of the first investigation section.

[He can only transfer another deputy to him. There is a good one in the files a few days ago. ]

"I understand!"

As the meeting ended, the leaders of various bureaus rushed out and prepared to return to the department for a meeting. The Metropolitan Police Department building was also a little calmer, leaving only two old men who were forced to retire.

"You stay outside the door. I will explain the work to him."

In the chief's office, Minami Masamune put his crutches on the shelf at the door and looked around the newly decorated pseudo-Japanese room. His eyes fell on the tatami that had just been laid on the ground. Although he was very satisfied, he still sprayed a sentence subconsciously.

"It's a waste to install this kind of high-grade tatami on the cement floor."

[You are obviously very happy, what a proud old man...]

Mr. Yoshioka lowered his head and waited for a long time. He found that Minami Masamune still didn't speak, and he hesitated to ask: "I remember hearing Mr. Minami say that he wanted to run for prime minister at the banquet last night. How come he came to be the chief of the National Police Agency?"

The two positions can be said to be very different. Yuji didn't believe that Minami Masamune was worried that he couldn't win the election and chose this position as a second choice. With the childhood sweetheart of former Prime Minister Ooka, he could choose a better one anyway.

"I'm old."

Minami Masamune picked up a tea brush from the tea set on the desk and sat on the chair to play with it: "For an old man, making choices often requires considering the needs of the younger generation."

"Ah... this..."

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the door and curled his lips: "Who makes this position more helpful to my grandson-in-law."