Search the office of the Section 1 Administrator.
Megure Thirteen was reporting work to the sitting manager, Matsumoto, when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.
The two were slightly startled and looked at the door at the same time.
"Please come in."
After Mochizuki heard the reply, he immediately opened the door and looked up to see Officer Megure's iconic hat and clothes.
"Officer Megure, long time no see!"
Mochizuki bent down slightly, still quite fond of this police officer.
Mumu Shisan quickly returned the gift. It was so embarrassing. After struggling for half a life, he was now on the same level as others. It was so embarrassing!
"Administrator Matsumoto, I have something to ask you."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga waved his hand towards Megure Thirteen, who put down the documents and left immediately, closing the door thoughtfully when leaving.
"Please take a seat."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga pointed to the chair, not too surprised by Mochizuki Qingtan's arrival.
"What's going on with the paranormal incident handling department?"
Mochizuki suppressed her anger and asked in a low voice, she couldn't really be allowed to work alone!
"This is a department specially established for you. The other staff have not been identified yet, so you are the only one for now."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga searched on the table, picked up a document and handed it over.
The Supernatural Incident Processing Department has just been established. Currently, there are three leaders and one member of her, namely Hakuba Police Director, Morohoshi Deputy Police Director, and Criminal Affairs Minister Odagiri Toshiro.
"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. The departments outside are pretty good."
Mochizuki was a little speechless. What kind of thing is this? She was the only one doing practical things.
"The police station attaches great importance to your abilities, but the time is too short. The staff can only overcome it first. Let's wait until you are familiar with it in the police station. If there are any suitable candidates, you can apply to them."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga is also a little helpless. There are many idle police officers, but this department is too special and ordinary people are really not suitable.
"As for the internal staff, I can't be left in charge of everything by myself."
"The internal support staff can be arranged, but this batch of students has been allocated. If you really want it, you can transfer one or two people in the logistics department to you. My suggestion is to wait for the next batch. You can make your own decision then. !”
Matsumoto Kiyonaga found a list of personnel in the logistics department and marked several people in it. These were all people who had applied to transfer departments.
Mochizuki took it over and saw that they were all old-timers who were either injured or had different personalities. She might have to bear the burden of transferring these people here. Thinking about it made her feel tired, so she decided to forget it.
Mochizuki turned around and left. After talking for a long time with no results, she suddenly stopped when she reached the door. Is the office still empty?
"Manager Matsumoto, if we don't have the staff, we must have all the things. The Paranormal Incident Processing Department doesn't even have a desk right now."
"Well, why don't you wait until the police officers from other departments go to work in the afternoon and ask them to help you move it up."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga took out the material distribution list. These documents should be received by the management officer of the Paranormal Incident Processing Section. It is obviously unrealistic to just expect the White Horse Police Director, and so many things should originally be received by all members of this section. Organized together.
Mochizuki took the document from Administrator Matsumoto's hand, and she finally realized that this was not giving her any chance of survival.
Returning to the Paranormal Incident Processing Department again, thanks to her leaving the door open, most of the musty smell in the room had dissipated, and now we could barely go in.
Picking up the waste paper scattered on the ground, Mochizuki began to worry. There were no rags, chopsticks, or basins. She was not even familiar with the terrain of the police station. What should she do? Is this what a newcomer should do?
Mochizuki was crying and preparing to go find Sato Mikoko. She encountered unprecedented workplace bullying and could not survive.
"Monitor, you can't be absent tonight, even if your girlfriend wants to go on a date with you."
Matsuda Jinpei put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly to a tall man holding a toothpick in his mouth. The five of them had been spending time together and away from each other since they graduated from the police academy. In the past six months, Morofu and Fangtani actually resigned. Now they are They all ran away without a trace and no one knew what they were doing. The squad leader had been busy with matters at the police station and wanted to get together with his old classmates at least.
They used to stay together every day when they were in the police academy, but unlike now, they can't contact each other even a few times in half a year. If this continues, if one of them suddenly dies, no one else will know.
Mochizuki glanced at it. It was this curly-haired man again. He had scolded Miho Sato and wanted to throw him out of the building, but he seemed to be holding a small gadget in his hand.
"Um, can you lend me your scissors?"
Mochizuki smiled sweetly. She really needed this thing, and it affected whether she could stay in the office in the afternoon.
Matsuda Jinpei took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, put back the small scissors in his hand, and turned a deaf ear to Mochizuki's words.
Hagiwara Kenji secretly snickered, Jinpei must have thought of Fukiya, when the two of them would call each other nicknames when they were fighting.
One of them is Curly Hair, and the other is Golden Retriever. This beautiful police officer was hit by a gun today. It’s a pity that he didn’t bring his scissors, otherwise he could have borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha.
In order not to irritate this beauty, Hagiwara Kenji was about to drag the squad leader and Matsuda Jinpei away when Datehang took out a pair of pink scissors.
Matsuda Jinpei, Hagiwara Kenji and Ozuki were all stunned. This style of painting is a bit weird!
"I took this from my girlfriend. I forgot to return it. Can you take it and use it?"
Datehang coughed twice and took the initiative to explain.
"Thank you!"
Mochizuki took the scissors, went to sit on the bench next to her, roughly sorted the waste paper in her hands, and started to cut.
Today, Mochizuki planned to win by quantity, but she still didn't believe it. It was just a big office. She could handle all the toilets in the building. What a big deal!
Datehang watched this stranger from the police force cutting randomly with his girlfriend's small scissors, and felt a little regretful for a moment. He thought it was something important, but it turned out to be just for fun.
All three of them looked crazy, until Mochizuki bit off her finger and started scribbling on the paper.
"Hey, if you want to harm yourself, please return the scissors to us first."
Matsuda Jinpei was a little irritable. If he hadn't taken her into consideration as a woman, he would have snatched her back and wasted their lunch break.
"for you."
Mochizuki finished the last stroke, stood up, handed over the scissors, and made six paper figures in one go. It was no big deal for her, but it was a bit laborious.
Mochizuki silently recited the mantra and began to enchant the spirit. Hagiwara Kenji looked at his bleeding fingers and frowned slightly. Are girls today so tough? During the social gathering, they obviously couldn't unscrew the bottle cap. He reached out and took two OK bandages from his pocket. , Jinping, this guy often fights with people, and he has developed the habit of carrying an OK bandage with him.
"go"
Mochizuki whispered, and the two little paper figures walked slowly to the office. They picked up the remaining waste paper and folded a few small buckets and placed them on the ground. After the same steps, the paper buckets began to get bigger. Mochizuki picked up the paper buckets and started looking for them. water.
The water she conjured couldn't be used, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to such trouble. When she returned with a large bucket of water, she saw the curly-haired man pulling her hair like crazy.
"Give way."
Mochizuki pointed at the door. The dust inside had almost been cleaned. Now it was time for the water to come in handy.
