Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

She was just about to scold and send some study materials to purify the group, when suddenly, she saw it.

Komachi: [Huh? Is it my imagination? Why do I feel like the male lead this time is someone who's been very popular recently?]

Xiao Tongtong: [It's Kitahara Takashi, right?]

Komachi: [Ah, yes!]

Eromanga: [Yes, I drew it based on his example. This time it's a custom copy requested by a client.]

Xiaozhi: [It turns out the male protagonist this time has a prototype, no wonder the drawing is so good.]

Senior Kitahara?

Is this Kitahara Takashi's book?

Bai Yingui's typing hands stopped unconsciously, and his pupils flickered like candlelight.

Eromanga: [Oh no, Xiao Kei is online. Please save it. I need to withdraw it, otherwise she will criticize us again.]

At the last moment before Eromanga retreated, Shirogane Kei quickly pressed the save button.

But because her home internet speed was not good, she finished before saving it.

A`『? Scar Shaanxi` cage nine phosphorus dove cry?》 Eight ^ silver jade: "......."

Five minutes later, Izumi Sagiri received a private message from Shirogane Kei: [Are you there?]

Volume 266: Promoting Positive Energy

On Sunday afternoon, Kitahara Takashi, accompanied by his agent Ogizu Yoshiko, arrived at the Tokyo Police Department in a Toyota Hiace.

Of course, Kitahara Takashi didn't come here to surrender himself, but to cosplay.

In Japanese comics, the most common characters besides high school students are police officers who are always late and never arrive on time.

Especially among the elementary school students who died, the Japanese police are there to clean up their messes.

In the eyes of most people, Japanese police are almost incompetent. They take taxpayers' money but do nothing. Japanese police have always been called tax thieves.

In fact, the Japanese police were not too incompetent. In fact, the Japanese police during the Showa period were quite efficient.

At that time, the high efficiency of the Japanese police was world-famous.

John Lindsay, former mayor of New York, even exclaimed: It is a miracle that Japanese police can subdue suspects without using guns.

You may not believe it, but I also praised the efficiency of the Japanese police at that time.

Apart from criminal police, the reputation of other police types at that time was much better than it is now.

Japanese police began to become incompetent during the Heisei era.

In the 80s, the escalating crime rate coincided with an economic downturn, and a large-scale outbreak of police scandals led to a precipitous decline in police capacity, and the entire organization began to decline.

By 01, the number of criminal cases in Japan had reached an all-time high, but the police's crime clearance rate had plummeted to 19.8%. Furthermore, scandals continued to emerge one after another, with countless police officers disciplined each year.

It was also from this moment that Japanese police were given various insulting nicknames such as "tax thieves" and "incompetent".

But to be honest, although the overall crime-solving rate is extremely low, the Japanese police are never vague when encountering major cases, especially homicide cases, and the low rate shown in the case of the death of elementary school students is not so low.

"We'll go to the police station later. You don't have to do anything. Just put on your police uniform and patrol the streets." In the car, Ogatsu Yoshiko instructed Kitahara Takashi, whose face was being made up by a makeup artist.

Kitahara Takashi stole the show in Hagar this time and is currently the most popular figure. The Metropolitan Police Department sent him an invitation letter, wanting him to serve as a publicity ambassador.

After becoming famous, Kitahara Tsuyoshi received invitations from many public welfare promotional activities.

Ogizu Yoshiko will try her best to promote general public welfare activities.

Doing too much of this kind of thing is actually not good for yourself.

Not to mention that they are in the business of making a profit.

But this trip to the Tokyo Police Station was different.

The invitation was sent to him by the Superintendent of Police.

If I refuse this, it would be very disrespectful to others.

Although they may not care about such things when they are rejected, they will gain many invisible conveniences in the future if they can establish relationships with people at this level.

[Relationship] is something that is built through the efforts of both parties.

"It's just a formality, right?"

Kitahara Takashi understood that this time he was going to promote positive energy and save his own image at the same time.

Humans are a very peculiar species.

If a good person does good things all his life and accidentally makes a small mistake, everyone will point fingers at him.

But if a bad person accidentally does a small good thing, everyone will praise him instead.

And Kitahara Takashi is just a scumbag, not a bad person.

What Ogizuko wants to do now is to weaken Kitahara Takashi's emotional presence and magnify his other strengths.

In Ogizuko Yoshiko's opinion, celebrities' emotional affairs are not a big deal at all, and can even become a selling point.

Kitahara Takashi has talked so much, but so far, no girl has come out to criticize him. Doesn’t this prove something?

"almost."

Ogitsu Yoshiko smiled.

"Alright, Kitahara-sensei."

The makeup artist suddenly spoke up, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

When applying makeup to Bei Yuan Zun, the makeup artist spent almost no effort, and most of the time was wasted on the hairstyle.

Other celebrities, especially female celebrities, would feel embarrassed to appear in front of the camera without putting on several pounds of powder on their faces.

Kitahara Takashi is different.

He has fair skin and naturally looks very white.

A white complexion can hide a hundred uglinesses. The key point is that Kitahara Takashi is not ugly at all. He has top-notch hardware and is very handsome.

This undoubtedly greatly reduces the makeup artist's work.

Sometimes this makeup artist really wants to drag Kitahara Takashi in front of those stars who give her a hard time, so that they can see clearly that it’s not that he’s not good at makeup or that his job is not good, but that they are just ugly.

The kind that even makeup can't save.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Kitahara Tsutomu glanced at himself in the mirror and felt that he looked pretty much the same as usual, except that his facial features looked more three-dimensional and it was hard to tell where other parts of his body had been made up.

As for his makeup skills, Kitahara Takashi feels it would be better to leave it to him.

The car soon arrived at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Because they had communicated in advance, the person standing guard at the door checked the license plate and confirmed that the person inside was Kitahara Tsuyoshi before letting the other party pass.

However, when the Toyota Hiace drove into the Metropolitan Police Department in a swagger, the personnel on guard stared at the car and felt that it did not look like a legitimate car.

He always had a feeling that as soon as the other party opened the door, a group of knife-wielding gangsters would rush down.

Of course, it was not just the guards on duty who had this feeling. Even Kitahara Tsutomu had just reacted and drove Chen Haonan's mobile office into the police station.

'Should we sweep his entire building first?'

Kitahara Takashi thought with a sense of humor, and then he laughed first.

"Is there anything happy?" Ogizun Yoshiko looked over curiously.

"it's okay no problem."

Kitahara Tsutomu suppressed his smile and sat down seriously.

When the car drove to the parking lot, Kitahara Takashi got out and found that there were many people in police uniforms standing in a neat line in front of the car.

"Welcome Inspector Kitahara, patrol headquarters."

Looking at the rows of people bowing slightly to him, Beiyuan Zun felt a current running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

It’s just a word: awesome, and he only said it once!

If it wasn't a live broadcast, Beiyuan Zun would have wanted to shout: Shurima, your emperor is back.

However, in front of the camera, Kitahara Takashi still has a lot of idol baggage.

He tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth and got out of the car with a serious face.

As for why he had a serious face, it was because he was not serious and was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

"Comrades, Xin, ahem, hello everyone."

He almost made a mistake in his words, so Kitahara Takashi quickly changed his words.

The two sides exchanged a brief greeting, and a female police officer in uniform stepped forward and handed over a weapon: "Officer Kitahara, this is your service gun and weapon. Please keep it."

Kitahara Takashi didn't need to change into his police uniform, as the other party had already sent him a police uniform that was the same size as his before he came.

But no weapons were given.

Guns are strictly controlled in Japan.

Kitahara Tsutomu's attention was immediately attracted by the pistol.

Men only have a few hobbies, either masturbating or giving handjobs.

This is a classic SIG P230JP semi-automatic pistol, produced in Germany. In the mid-230s, Japan obtained the production license for the P230 pistol and distributed it in large quantities to the Japanese National Police Agency. The P pistols produced thereafter had the letters "JP" added to the end, which means "Japan".

Kitahara Takashi borrowed the gun and subconsciously took a look at the back, and found that there were indeed the letters "JP".

He skillfully pulled out the magazine and found that it was already loaded with bullets, but they were not real bullets, but rubber bullets.

Rubber bullets are a non-lethal weapon generally used only for warning and repelling shots, with the purpose of dispersing, shocking and paralyzing the target.

Kitahara Takashi was a little disappointed, but overall it was within expectations.

You are just here to be a mascot for a day, how could they give you a real gun and real bullets?

There is no such wonderful thing.

Kitahara Takashi hung the gun on his waist and looked at other items.

Handcuffs, police whistle, plastic sword-shaped baton, Panasonic series walkie-talkies.

Beiyuan Zun put them all in place, pressed down the brim of his hat and said, "Let's go."

The Metropolitan Police Department will go in, but not now.

Before coming here today, Kitahara Takashi confirmed the itinerary with Ogitsu Yoshiko.

Go to the streets to participate in "juvenile crime prevention activities", go to a primary school in the afternoon to attend a "traffic accident prevention speech" and complete a foot patrol activity.

The Metropolitan Police Department invited him to serve as temporary director for a day, mainly because they believed that this would attract public attention, make the public interested in learning about safety precautions, and increase the police's sense of proximity to the people. It is a regularly held publicity activity.

This is a routine, and basically all popular idols, singers, and actors have been invited.

This is the case in "Back Street Girls".

Even gang bosses have participated in such activities. The second-generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Kazuo Okada, once served as the chief of the Kobe Police Station for a day and also inspected the Kansai Police Force.

It's just that now it's my turn.

The only thing that puzzled Kitahara Takashi was that he was supposed to be the temporary director and initially reported to the local police station, but he didn't know that he later became the chief inspector.

It's so confusing.

Kitahara Tsuyoshi got into the police car with all sorts of thoughts in his mind, feeling that the other party was treating him in a rather rude manner.

"Master Kitahara, please fasten your seat belt."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Kitahara Takashi heard a gentle voice coming from behind him.

"Ah oh."

Kitahara Tsutomu fastened his seat belt subconsciously. Suddenly, he realized something and turned his head away.

He saw a man with a dignified face and a strong build sitting behind him.

"Guards!"

The policewoman who had just handed the gun to Kitahara Tsutomu bowed slightly to the man. When Kitahara Tsutomu heard the surname "Konwei" and combined it with the other party's current attire and outfit, he probably understood something.