Chapter 615 Old Case Lottery
There are indeed many cases that the Metropolitan Police Department has not solved in the past.
Otherwise, Kudo Shinichi, a high school student who has not yet graduated from school, would not be called the "Savior of the Metropolitan Police Department."
Savior, savior, a good world does not need a Lord to save us. Only the dark and dark end times need a Lord.
Although the name of this savior is a gimmick, it also reflects to a certain extent how disappointing the Metropolitan Police Department's previous performance was.
"There are so many catalogs alone?"
Shui Wulian was startled.
"Well." Lin Xinyi looked embarrassed again: "Actually, there aren't that many."
"The font size of this catalog is relatively large and the layout is sparse. There is also a summary after each case entry. There are not many cases on one page."
"Anyway, cough cough."
"This paragraph is a state secret and must not be broadcast."
"Understood." Miss Mizuno is a news anchor with an attitude.
However, this attitude can be more flexible.
It doesn't matter if you expose some innocuous black material, the Metropolitan Police Department is already used to being scolded anyway.
But if such "state secrets" are leaked, the Metropolitan Police Department will be offended and the bosses of the police system will be unhappy.
Unless she revealed her identity as an imperial envoy of her father's country and the emperor's secret envoy, there would be no need for the news anchor to do this.
"Actually, this is a good thing."
Lin Xinyi made up for it from another angle:
"At least the Metropolitan Police Department has honestly left behind all the previously unsolved cases."
"It's not like the massacre case on Moon Shadow Island or the suicide case at Aido Elementary School. The cases were closed haphazardly using the excuse of 'accident' or 'suicide', leaving future generations no chance to even investigate old cases."
"Well" Shui Wu Liannai felt a chill running down his spine: "Are you sure?"
"Did the Metropolitan Police keep all the suspect cases, instead of there being more cases that have been closed with 'accident' and 'suicide'?"
Lin Xinyi: "."
"Don't ask, don't ask."
Do you even need to ask?
Don’t even talk about this Ke Xue world.
Let’s talk about the real world:
In the real world, Japan has the lowest homicide rate per 100,000 people in the world, making it like a law and order paradise.
However, its suicide rate ranks 14th in the world, much higher than other developed countries.
There are less than 150 forensic doctors in Japan.
Limited by extremely limited manpower, the autopsy rate of Japanese forensic doctors on abnormal corpses is only 11.2%, and the on-site rate is only 27.6%.
In other words, in Japan, if you kill someone and then disguise the scene as a suicide or an accident:
Then there is a 90% chance that there will be no forensic autopsy at all.
There is a 70% chance that the forensic doctor will not even take a look.
In this way, Japan has the lowest homicide rate in the world and the 14th highest suicide rate in the world.
When you think about these two data whose rankings are very different together, you will get a very scary feeling when you think about it carefully:
Why are there so few homicides and such a high suicide rate?
Among these people who committed suicide, how many actually committed suicide?
Is the Metropolitan Police really as serious and responsible, scientifically advanced, and sharp-eyed as depicted in Japanese dramas?
With these terrifying speculations, we may be able to better understand why in reality Japan has tens of thousands of private detective agencies, hundreds of thousands of related employees, and a strong culture of famous detectives——
Sometimes the Metropolitan Police just doesn't work.
We really need private detectives like Shinichi Kudo.
"In short, even if there are indeed unjust cases and wrongful convictions, we don't have the energy to check them one by one now."
"It would be nice to be able to solve the remaining unsolved cases."
Lin Xinyi's tone was a little depressed:
There are so many unsolved cases waiting for him, how can he still have the energy to check any wrong cases?
"Indeed." Shui Wulian nodded deeply.
She was not disappointed by Lin Xinyi's decadent remarks, but instead changed her view of this famous administrator:
He may not be a good boyfriend.
But a good cop.
Otherwise, who would go through the thankless task of settling old scores.
The Metropolitan Police had aired its butt to dry long ago, so that no one except the family members of the victims remembered it, so why should he help wipe it?
It's not about merit, it's about fame.
It’s about actually wanting to do things.
But after all, the mess left by the past is too much.
"Too much, ugh."
Shui Wulian sighed sadly.
Unknowingly, she was standing in the same trench as Lin Xinyi.
And this also made her feel a little empathetic to despair:
"With so many old and unsolved cases, can you really investigate them with the manpower of your autopsy department?"
"Our autopsy department adopts an elite strategy"
"So how many people are there?"
".Do high school students who work part-time count?"
"It doesn't count."
“That’s 3 people”
"Two department heads and one management officer."
Shui Wulian said: "."
The corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "Then can the show continue to be filmed?"
"Is the three of you going to look through the 524-page directory and check out thousands of old cases?"
"Well." Lin Xinyi was a little helpless: "I shouldn't teach you the Spring and Autumn style of writing in this news media, right?"
"Let's pick a random case and hold a proper task force discussion."
"Isn't it enough to film these scenes into material and publicize them, and then hide the number of old cases accumulated by the Metropolitan Police Department and let everyone know that our forensics department is working hard to clear up old cases?"
Although talking about "paying off debt" is not enough.
But in terms of publicity effect alone, it is indeed enough.
"And if we're lucky enough to solve an old case during the filming of the show."
"Then the publicity effect of this program will be stronger, more eye-catching, and more meaningful."
As long as part of the truth is selectively reported, the image of the Metropolitan Police Department and the forensics department can shine brightly.
This will attract more talents to join.
Only when there are more talents in the forensics class in the future can we hope to clean up the mess left by the Metropolitan Police Department in the past.
"I see."
Shui Wu Lina nodded in agreement.
She knew that Lin Xinyi was not trying to fake something to gain a false reputation, but he wanted to reverse the status quo from the bottom of his heart.
He is indeed doing a great job.
Although it will be difficult to produce results now or even for a long time in the future.
"Mr. Lin, I will do my best to help you make this show a success."
"Let's go——"
Shui Wulian's blue pupils were full of firm light:
"Let's finish this great job."
"Yeah" Lin Xin nodded.
The look he looked at the female anchor was slightly strange.
He didn't know much about Shui Wu Lina.
Because Belmod didn't know much about her either.
Belmode had been operating in the United States before, so naturally he would not have much interaction with this undercover agent of the organization who had been lurking in Tokyo for a long time.
All she knew was that Keel was from Gin.
And even the suspicious Gin trusts her——
It is said that this Miss Kiel once accidentally fell into the hands of an enemy. Not only did she withstand the enemy's torture and extort a confession, she would rather die than betray the organization, but she also fought back with all her life and killed the enemy.
Although Belmod only knew a rough idea about this.
I don’t know the details of Kiel’s experience.
But when people hear this story, they feel that she is a ruthless character with firm will, cruel methods, and extremely loyal to the organization.
But such a cold and determined female agent.
Why do you still see some positive energy now?
Are you even passionate about helping him shine for a just cause?
"This kind of behavior is really like a good person."
"Speaking of which, the story about how he would rather die than betray the organization is the same."
"Shouldn't this kind of story happen to decent characters?"
It's not that Lin Xinyi looks down on the villain's will.
But how difficult it is to extract a confession through torture, just try to lift your fingernails to understand.
Ordinary people feel so much pain when they lift their fingernails that they want to die.
But those ancestors who survived the extra-high-level courses had to go through nail pulling, finger pinching, pepper water, tiger bench, electric torture, water torture, flogging, soldering iron, and drug abuse. These are pains that ordinary people can't even imagine. and torture.
Even if he survived, he would still end up dead.
Even a "special transfer".
If there is no absolutely firm belief, there will be no absolutely firm will.
It is impossible to maintain integrity in this hell on earth.
Then the question comes
Do the people at "The Winery" have faith?
of course not.
This kind of third-rate organization tied up by financial interests can have a ghost of faith.
Then why do the members of this rotten organization keep the organization's integrity?
Based on the high salary given by the organization?
If you surrender, you will still get money.
The benefits of the FBI and CIA are no worse than those of the organizations.
And now the methods of torture used by these intelligence organizations to extract confessions are no easier than those used in the original extra-high-level courses.
The methods are even more advanced and there are more tricks.
So how did Miss Gere survive being tortured to extract a confession?
What is she trying to do by holding on?
Could it be that this Miss Keir has some relatives or family members who are controlled by the organization, so they have to be loyal ministers?
Or is it that she has received some great favor from the organization, so she wants to repay the favor with death?
Or is she, like the "Lin Shinichi" of the past, a dead warrior who was brainwashed and trained by the organization from childhood, a remnant of feudalism who still believes in the spirit of Bushido in the 21st century?
“It’s really confusing”
"Go back and let Belmode check on her more."
Lin Xinyi was secretly cursing in his heart.
The smile on Shui Wulian's face gradually disappeared.
"Can you stop looking at me like that?"
"We are impossible."
Ruthless Miss Gere is back:
"Scum!"
Lin Xinyi: "???"
Don't blame Sui Wureina for being sensitive.
It's really that Lin Xinyi's current image is too vulgar.
He obviously has a girlfriend, but he still doesn't know anything about it with the female student.
The female student stayed by his side even during working hours.
She also wore a short skirt that exposed her thighs, looking pure and yet astringent.
A pair of big watery eyes were always tied to Lin Xinyi, as if his soul had been taken away by this scumbag.
But that's it.
Lin Xinyi actually looked at other women in front of his female students like a "moron".
"Disgusting, disgusting!"
Miss Mizuwu was heartbroken.
She even had some doubts. Lin Xinyi wanted to secretly remember her facial features so that he could make a disguise mask at home.
Just think about that picture
Quite exciting?
"Ahem." Because Lin Xinyi was so good-looking, the imaginary picture no longer seemed so obscene.
But scum is still scum, and it's still disgusting.
Shui Wulian slowly adjusted her emotions, and finally found her business-like calmness:
"Let's go, it's working time."
"Mr. Lin, you are doing a great job. I hope you can focus more."
"Yeah." Lin Xinyi resisted the look that contained contempt with his head full of black lines.
Of course, he would not explain the truth to the cadres of this organization, so he simply accepted the other party's silent accusation, and still led everyone to move forward closely with his "personal secretary" Miss Shiho.
Soon, in Shuiwu Reina's complicated eyes of contempt and admiration.
They arrived at their destination.
Asai Narumi's office.
This office is quite spacious.
But it seemed particularly cramped at this moment.
Because the open space inside is occupied by all kinds of cardboard boxes, and the cardboard boxes are filled with mountains of old files.
Just by seeing this shocking scene of mountains of books and seas of paper, you can tell how heavy the owner of this office has been recently.
"Chief Asai."
"Thanks a lot."
Lin Xinyi looked at Asai Narumi's beautiful, slightly haggard face and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
"It doesn't matter."
"This is what I asked for."
Asai Narumi yawned lazily and forced himself to sit up from his desk.
He was a little depressed and lacked strength. Even the long ponytail that usually swayed playfully was hanging down quietly at this time.
When Reina Mizuno first entered the office, she was still secretly guessing instinctively whether the department chief Asai, who was cuter than a girl, really had a relationship with Lin Shinichi that went beyond friendship, as rumored in the scandal.
After all, Manager Lin's tastes are so open and exciting.
Maybe there is really interest in this aspect.
Shui Wu Lina was originally making such malicious speculations.
But after seeing Narumi Asai's face full of hard work, she completely abandoned those dirty thoughts.
Because the infectious spirit of Chief Asai is visible to the naked eye:
"Is this Miss Reina Mizuna?"
"Mr. Lin, you brought her to report on the old case investigation project we just launched, right?"
Asai Narumi's voice was not loud, but it seemed very powerful.
The light in his eyes almost concealed his fatigue, and he looked very energetic.
And Narumi Asai is indeed very motivated.
He himself was a victim of the Metropolitan Police's incompetence and lived an extremely miserable life as a result.
Now that he has the opportunity to start over and bring justice to those victims who have a similar fate to himself, how can he not be motivated?
"You came just in time."
"It just so happens that the inventory work has made some progress."
Asai Naomi took Lin Shinichi's arm and couldn't wait to bring him to the desk:
"With our current capabilities, it is almost impossible to solve those 524 pages of old cases."
"So in order to improve the efficiency of the investigation, I tried to select some old cases suitable for investigation for you, Mr. Lin, to deal with first."
Saying that, Asai Narumi moved out a large cardboard box.
The boxes were piled with old case files. At a rough glance, there were probably hundreds of them.
It's still a lot, but at least it's better than the hopelessly long catalog.
"But the problem is."
"Suitable for investigation? Priority processing?"
"What does 'suitable for investigation' mean?"
"Asai, what conditions did you use to filter the files and select these old cases that are prioritized?"
Lin Xinyi was a little confused:
Does it depend on the nature of the case and social impact?
Does Asai Narimi hope that he will give priority to investigating malignant cases with more serious criminal circumstances?
"No, I don't screen based on the nature of the case."
"My filters are simple."
Asai Narumi sighed helplessly:
"It depends on the completeness of the dossier."
"Mr. Lin, you know, the previous forensics class"
"It's not an exaggeration to say that he doesn't know how to identify people at all."
"So most of the on-site investigation reports recorded in the old files are extremely brief."
"There is basically no autopsy report."
"Of course. The photos taken at the scene were pretty good."
Lin Xinyi's face turned green when he heard this:
The survey report is brief.
No autopsy report.
All the clues were leaked by the forensic officers who were investigating at the time.
Then this old case is still being investigated?
Even if Sherlock Holmes comes, he won't be able to solve this stupid case!
"Bagaya road!"
Lin Xinyi was so angry that he just followed the Romans:
"The forensics class is rubbish——"
"Cough cough cough"
"This crap is a thing of the past."
“It’s still very powerful now.”
Facing reporters, he choked back his words:
"Ms. Minami. Don't broadcast this part."
"Understood." Shui Wulian nodded sensibly.
She didn't have any expectations for the past Metropolitan Police Department from the beginning, so she was the calmest one on the scene.
Most of the old cases had been turned into confusing cases with no clues left, which she had expected.
Fortunately, Chief Asai is serious and responsible enough.
From a large pile of junk files, I sorted out such a large box, and there are still old cases that I hope can be solved.
"If you can break one, it's only one."
"Do your best."
Shui Wulian couldn't help but sigh like this.
"Well" Lin Xinyi sighed helplessly: "Then Qianjing, let's start now."
"First pick one case as the starting point for this project."
"Okay." Asai Narumi nodded, but then asked: "Then which case should I pick?"
"whatever."
Lin Xin thought for a while and simply pushed the box in front of Shui Wu Lina:
"Ms. Minashi, you are a guest."
"It's up to you to take this first case."
"Hmm" Looking at the lottery "game" in front of her that looked like a lottery box, Reina Mizuno had a very subtle expression.
But there is no way
Each file corresponds to a victim family.
The forensics department simply cannot solve so many cases at the same time, and some victims may not be vindicated for another 10 years.
If you want to be fair, you can rely on lottery.
"Then I'll smoke it."
Mizuna Reina reached out her hand with a complicated expression.
She solemnly picked out a file:
"The case of the abandoned warehouse on xxx Street in Mihua Town in 1992 and the corpse of an unknown man."