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Chapter 315

Shinjuku, Okubo.

Chiyo Morimoto organized the information from the task force and put it on the case table. These information had already been handed over to the former police chief.

But in the face of the inspection by the new police chief, it still needs to be reorganized.

We still have to go through formalities, which is the meaning of the above inspection.

"What a cumbersome bureaucracy."

"Morimoto, don't complain about this. The police chief is coming. Hurry up and stand in line."

Okayama Taketa reminded her.

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged and returned to the queue, standing side by side to show the unity of the task force.

She stared at the door.

The hour hand hanging in the living room is ticking, and when it reaches one o'clock, it makes a cuckoo cuckoo sound.

The door handle was turned open, and the sound of relaxed conversation came from outside.

Apart from Emily, Ponte's appearance also caught the eye of Chiyo Morimoto.

He was a man who looked very young, with no wrinkles on his face that showed the pain of life. He seemed to be in his twenties, with no trace of being in his 40s.

He has shoulder-length hair like the Beatles, is tall and thin, and his thinking is not as stubborn as that of a middle-aged man.

The uniform jacket symbolizing the police chief was casually tied around his waist, with a white vest on top, and light sports pants and sneakers on the bottom.

He loves adventure, sunshine, and doesn't like to follow rules. These three characteristics are shown to outsiders through his clothes and words.

It was so clear that Chiyo Morimoto concluded that these were characteristics deliberately exhibited by Ponte.

In other words, it is the same as the persona created by the idol group.

"Is this the task force? It is indeed full of talents."

Ponte was smiling all over his face, speaking fluent Japanese without any foreign accent, and waved his hand: "Don't be so nervous, everyone, please sit down.

I'm a newbie, so I still need everyone's care in this regard. "

While speaking, Ponte sat down on the single sofa first, picked up the information on the table and glanced at it briefly, then put it back and said with a smile: "Dr. Dicky, please excuse me."

"Ah."

With an echo, the white-haired old man who was silently following him stood up. Unlike Ponte, who seemed to be unruly, the old man had his short silver hair neatly combed, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to be symmetrical.

The clothes on his body were not lifted up at all, and he looked like a professor with an old-fashioned personality in the university.

Dicky took out his cell phone from his pocket and pointed it at the information.

Emily frowned slightly and reminded: "It says that these materials cannot be photographed and recorded."

"Do not worry."

Dicky replied: "I don't want to take pictures and record, I just read the reports on the paper and record them into the intelligent AI detective."

After a brief explanation, Dicky said nothing more.

Ponte said with a smile on his face: "Considering that the human brain always has limits, we specially asked Dr. Dicky to develop an artificial intelligence AI, Detective.

You only need to input all the collected information into the detective, and then continue to input relevant crime-solving information into the detective.

Then the detective can intercept the similarities through massive data and help us catch the criminal, with an accuracy rate of 97%.

We have tried it in the United States and it works very well. "

Emily's heart sank, realizing that she was in a bad situation, but she still wanted to fight and said, "Is it okay?"

"of course."

Ponte replied with the vigor of a young man: "Now is the era of AI. As long as it is used well, AI can make people's lives more convenient.

However, to ensure accuracy, we need to feed a large number of Japanese cases into Detective.

This is the next work of the task force. You have to input all the cases that occurred in the 23 wards of Tokyo this year into the detective. "

Hiss, Chiyo Morimoto took a deep breath and said in shock: "All of them?"

"That's right, including the archives of various local police stations, don't leave any behind!"

he emphasized.

Chiyo Morimoto wanted to ask this person if he knew how many cases occurred in Tokyo's 23 wards every day?

Frauds, overlord meals, fights, insults, thefts, love killings, robbery and murder, etc., in the 23 wards of Tokyo where tens of millions of people gather, people are committing crimes every day and every hour.

There are so many cases recorded in each district.

Counting from the beginning of the year to now, I am afraid that many files have accumulated a thick layer of dust.

The workload is as huge as interrogating religions one by one, and is even more taxing on the brain.

"Only by feeding a large number of cases can the detective be able to more accurately analyze the traces left by Dio.

Before Dio carried out his plan to go to heaven, he might have already started experimenting on people.

It is undoubtedly very difficult for the human brain to calculate those. We can only extract suspicious points from the huge database by relying on detectives. "

Pont had to take the time to explain clearly that he was not stupid and did not think that simply relying on the power of the Morgan family could make everyone sincerely serve.

Prestige takes time to accumulate.

Before he reaches sufficient prestige, he must explain his actions clearly to prevent the people below from being passive and sabotaging.

"You guys can first see how Dr. Dicky uses his mobile phone to scan the text above and input it into the detective."

Chiyo Morimoto and others came forward to watch. The scanning process was very simple. Dicky only needed to point the camera at the paper and scan it, and all the text would be read.Dickey explained: "Sometimes, there are some gaps and errors in the read text, and you need to manually check it again and then click the upload button."

Having said that, as soon as he uploaded it, a circle appeared on the screen and was spinning.

After it was over, the content of this page had been fed into the detective. Dicky clicked scan again and continued to the next page.

Dickey was very patient with Morimoto and others.

To Emily, who wanted to take a step back to see clearly, Dicky said with an indifferent expression: "I hate Russians, and there is no need for Russians in this task force."

Emily sighed in her heart, the most worrying situation still happened.

From the moment they met, she noticed that something was wrong with the way Dicky looked at her. Now this sentence basically tore apart the harmony on the surface.

"Dr. Dickey."

Ponte seemed to want to say something, but Dickey was unmoved and said: "I will not work with the Russians."

"I'm sorry, Miss Emily. I'm sorry, but I can only ask you and Miss Catalina to leave the task force."

Ponte spread his hands and said: "Don't worry, I will pay double your salary to compensate you, and I hope you can keep everything here confidential."

"no problem."

Emily looked calm and was not deceived by this person.

The Morgan syndicate has always been a financial backer of the Democratic Party.

His attitude is that of the Democratic Party.

If there were no detectives, Ponte would have kept Emily as a tool to solve the case out of interest. But under the premise that there were detectives, there was no need to keep a Russian on the task force.

As a financial backer of the Democratic Party and a high-level member of the deep state, Ponte must not give the impression of being pro-Russian.

……

Evening, Ayase Apartment.

Qingze hummed a song and left the elevator with cheerful steps. He recalled the little games he played with Caiyu in his mind. He felt happy and couldn't help but look forward to the next date.

He stretched out his hand to open the door and shouted: "Chiyo, I'm back."

"Ah."

The soft voice was obviously mixed with a bit of displeasure.

Qingze looked at the dishes on the table, including stir-fried yellow beef, stir-fried eggplant with green peppers, stir-fried eggs with leeks, and spicy stir-fried cabbage. It could be seen that the amount of meat was significantly reduced.

"Chiyo, are you in a bad mood?"

"Yes."

Chiyo Morimoto did not deny the fact that she was in a bad mood. She took off her white apron and complained: "The new police chief is not an easy person to get along with. The task force is under his direct leadership. There will be a lot of suffering in the future."

"Is that an exaggeration?"

A trace of surprise appeared on Qingze's face, and he closed the door with his backhand, "I actually let you show such a helpless expression."

"Power is such a hard thing to describe."

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged and said: “The people above can bring about earth-shaking changes in the task force with just one sentence.

Emily and Katerina were both expelled just because they were Russians. "

A petite doll and a tall muscular woman appeared in Qingze's mind. He sat on a high stool and said, "Don't be too disappointed. Just get used to it and show your attitude of fishing before."

"Yeah, it would be best if I catch the guy and kick me out of the task force. I don't want to work in that high-pressure atmosphere."

Chi Morimoto filled a bowl of rice for Aosawa, looked at his expression again, and asked: "You and your girlfriend seem to be dating well, and your voice sounds a bit light."

"Haha, it's okay."

Qingze smiled and did not give a perfect evaluation. He still knew not to stimulate Chiyo's emotions too much.

Chiyo Morimoto's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't think that a date that could make a person almost float was a "fair" evaluation. It was obviously better than expected to receive such an expression.

Love and career both encountered Waterloo.

This fact made Chiyo Morimoto look even more disgusted with today. She picked up a piece of beef and said, "Ah, here you go."

Qingze opened his mouth.

Chiyo Morimoto rubbed the beef up and down his teeth, then took it back to his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Chiyo, don't you want to feed me?"

Chiyo Morimoto swallowed the meat and said slowly: "You think so well, you go out on a date with someone else, and when you come back you want me to feed you.

Do you really think I won’t be jealous at all? "

"Why are you jealous? I have always regarded you as the queen in my heart."

Qingze smiled and put an eggplant into her bowl and said, "Whenever you are free, we can date again."

“I won’t be available for some time.

The new official made three fires when he took office. The first fire was to burn down Emily and Catalina. The second fire was to burn down the task force's vacation. "

Chiyo Morimoto can imagine the next work, which is to constantly invest various cases into the detective.

Nothing was found this year, and it is expected that the case from last year will be turned over.

No end in sight to the workload, no hope of a holiday.

Chiyo Morimoto really wanted to return to the Ayase Police Station and continue fishing.

(End of this chapter)