"Uh, the hospital is quite special," Oyama Wataru said hurriedly. "Although it's a pet hospital, it shouldn't be too commercialized. The management staff will be arranged by the company, but I don't have a suitable candidate for the director. You'll need to worry about that."
Chi Feichi nodded. "I will arrange it. You go back and prepare first."
"Yes." Oyama Wataru picked up the documents on the table, stood up crisply, and left. After stepping out of the door, he breathed a long sigh of relief. "...Work hard!"
Thinking of someone saying a while ago that Young Master Feichi had mental problems and suggesting the Chairman consider having another child as soon as possible, he just wanted to say that those people's heads were definitely squeezed by a door!
Although the specifics needed verification, Young Master Feichi saw through their plans, had clear thinking, and lacked the impetuousness of young people eager for quick success. The final result wouldn't be bad.
As an heir, Young Master Feichi's performance was already excellent.
With such an heir, even if there were mental problems, as long as he could make correct decisions when lucid, having an episode at other times wasn't unacceptable.
And he, Oyama Wataru, had the hope of becoming the right-hand man of the future heir and a pillar of the group. He must perform well!
In the office, Feichi had already slipped out, climbing up and down, shaking his head left and right as if patrolling his territory. Turning his head, he found Chi Feichi still sitting in the distance, silently drinking tea with his head lowered. "Master? What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Chi Feichi put down the teacup. "Just feel like I've been arranged."
Feichi slithered onto the coffee table. "I don't quite understand..."
"Showing face works both ways. At that time, my father intended for Oyama Wataru to familiarize himself with me, and it might not have been just for me to get familiar with the future person in charge of the Tokyo region," Chi Feichi analyzed. "And Oyama Wataru said he didn't expect his promotion to be so fast. I believe this point. It probably depended on my growth and my plan to graduate early. In other words, my father had been paving the way for me long ago."
Feichi tilted his head and thought. "Isn't this a good thing? It means Master's dad has long recognized Master as the heir and isn't indifferent at all."
"It is a good thing..." Chi Feichi thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called his cheap dad.
In the past, he was the one who arranged criminals clearly. Now suddenly finding himself perfectly arranged by his dad, his mood was a bit subtle.
Being arranged without a word felt mysterious. It made him want to know what exactly his dad was thinking.
The call connected, and Chi Shinnosuke's calm voice sounded. "Hello?"
"I've talked to Mr. Oyama. Father should have arranged this long ago, right?" Chi Feichi went straight to the point. "But what if I hadn't chosen to be a veterinarian but wanted to be a detective instead? How would Father have arranged it?"
"Reaction isn't too slow," Chi Shinnosuke paused. "If you become a detective, then strive to reach the level of Mouri Kogoro, or even surpass Mouri Kogoro, developing from the aspect of connections."
Chi Feichi understood. The network of a famous detective was definitely not to be underestimated—not just thanks from families helped, but also relationships with the police.
At the same time, detectives also accepted investigations into extramarital affairs, personal character, and the like.
An excellent and famous detective is someone the heads of major conglomerates would want to befriend, because one never knows when they might need to ask for a favor.
regarding investigations into others, everyone naturally hoped the detective could investigate thoroughly and report honestly. But if it was an investigation about themselves, they also hoped the detective would go easy on them. Not necessarily twisting the truth or tipping them off in advance, but saying a few good words would be good.
Even with an impartial and selfless detective, some problems one couldn't solve oneself could be delegated to them as a shortcut. Some unspeakable matters could also be requested to be kept confidential. Having a friendship was always more reassuring.
If a detective was appreciated by major conglomerates and could talk to their leaders, then the heads of small enterprises would also be happy to make friends.
When people in politics needed cooperation from entrepreneurs, a detective who knew many entrepreneurs could also act as a middleman.
Police, politics, and business are different entities, but they cannot be independent and need each other. A detective's network snowballs like this.
Of course, these connections didn't mean people would give up profits for nothing. But if used well, coupled with fame creating a celebrity effect, it would be greatly beneficial to a group's development. It all depended on how it was utilized...
Seeing Chi Feichi silent, Chi Shinnosuke guessed his son was thinking about the reasons. Without reminding him, he summarized, "So, taking Mouri Kogoro as your master is beneficial for both parties."
"Then what if I go into politics or join the police academy?" Chi Feichi asked again.
"If you are unsuitable, you will give up sooner or later. As long as you work hard or have talent, someone will help you reach a high position. The group will be handed over to your wife or son," Chi Shinnosuke said. "I am not old yet. Even if you achieve nothing and remain obstinate then, it doesn't matter."
The corner of Chi Feichi's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that to Chi Shinnosuke, it didn't matter what he did; there were plenty of ways to arrange things. "Then what if I commit murder and arson?"
Chi Shinnosuke was silent for a while. "That depends on whether you are stupid or not. If you are incapable and get caught, I will arrange bail and have people watch you. If you are capable... you can choose for yourself."
"Choose for myself?" Chi Feichi repeated.
"If you don't want the Zhenchi Group involved, then find a good wife and cut off ties on the surface," Chi Shinnosuke said calmly. "If you want the group to pave the way for you, as long as you have the ability, the group would just exist in a different color."
It was the first time Chi Feichi understood Chi Shinnosuke's thoughts. He was somewhat impressed. "When did you start considering these things?"
"When you were born," Chi Shinnosuke said. "Alright, are you very free?"
Chi Feichi looked at the darkening sky outside the window. "I am very free."
"I am very busy!" Chi Shinnosuke said grumpily and hung up directly.
Chi Feichi looked at the phone screen showing the disconnected call and laughed instead.
He suddenly discovered his cheap dad was actually quite cute.
Logging into July's email, he prepared to see if there was any news from the Public Security Police recently.
The latest email stated that a Metropolitan Police officer disappeared while escorting a prisoner. They hoped he could help investigate and provide intelligence. Urgent.
Seeing Chi Feichi in a good mood, Feichi felt happy too. He climbed onto the sofa and leaned over for his daily screen peeping, just in time to see the photo after Chi Feichi opened the email. "Eh? That beautiful officer and the rookie officer? They've been missing for over three hours. Even with all the police dispatched, they can't be found. It will be hard for us to find them too. Should we ask Feimo?"
"Wait a moment."
Chi Feichi exited the email and searched online.
He recalled a plot point. It should be when Sato Miwako was chasing a criminal and handcuffed herself to the criminal.
Hearing the criminal claim he wasn't the murderer and mention escaping to attend his daughter's wedding, Sato Miwako softened and asked Takagi Wataru to investigate the truth while hiding it from the MPD.
And he remembered the place where Sato Miwako was trapped was the restroom of a building about to be demolished.
He couldn't remember exactly which building, but the demolition used something called Rainbow invented by Professor Agasa—a bomb that could explode into a rainbow. With such a novelty, there should be reports.
As for what kind of rainbow, he didn't remember the full name, just the word rainbow, but it didn't matter much.
Inputting three keywords: Professor Agasa, Rainbow, Demolition. The report that popped up was—
Tomorrow at 10 AM, Haido Art Museum will be demolished. At that time, inventor Professor Agasa's new invention 'Tropical Rainbow' will be used for the explosion...