The Wrong Way to Get Promoted in the World of Detective Conan

[Complete] Thank you for supporting the original! I hope everyone stays healthy and happy~ This is my first book, and I'm very grateful for everyone's patience. I don't recommend buying all the later chapters while you're still reading the beginning. Buy chapters as you need them, and drop the story promptly if it's not for you. Gong Ji earned her master's degree and was admitted with the highest score in the country to the career-track program, whose acceptance rate was below one percent. Under Japan's police system, where one exam determined your entire career, she should have joined the National Police Agency as a future executive, settled into an office, and steadily climbed the ranks by building up her credentials. As a rising star in the police force who had won from the starting line, she could even have become the first female Commissioner General in history without doing much more than coasting. But she might have a strange knack for getting caught up in accidents. Before entering the police academy, she solved a case right under the nose of the notorious second-in-command of the Black Organization, showing the evil mastermind just what the future pillar of the police force could do. On her third day on the job, she led a team to bust one of the organization’s dealers for drug trafficking. A few days later, she slapped a ticket on Gin for an illegal parking violation. Performance reviews somehow kept landing in her lap, and soon she had broken the Metropolitan Police Department's record for the fastest promotion. Just when she thought she had secured her place as a righteous ally of the good guys, a schoolboy detective invited her to star in a flashy three-way audition for the distillery's newest liquor, and a pink-haired man with perpetually narrowed eyes hacked her computer while she wasn't looking. Even a cafe employee suspected she was up to no good. Gong Ji: ...I think you're the one who looks suspicious. She repeatedly tested the cafe employee because she was sure there was something off about the person who had taken the apartment she wanted. Then one day, on a route specially suited for parkour commuters, she ran into a certain blond man with dark skin. Gong Ji looked at the Metropolitan Police Department, the National Police Agency, and a host of government offices at the end of the route, then turned to greet him. "Hey, you take this route too? I'm on my way to work. What about you?" Love is bowing one's head and speaking softly. Her convictions keep her from losing her dignity, and she swears never to betray them. In short, this is the promotion story of a policewoman. It's also the evolution of intimate relationships between a police officer and organization members, a police officer and undercover agents, and police officers with each other. (Note: An undercover agent and a police officer falling in love means a lot of push and pull. They're both busy with work, so their romance often has to take a back seat.) Reader's Guide: ◎ This is fiction. Please don't associate it with reality (eyes shut). ◎ Important: This is not a wish-fulfillment story, not a wish-fulfillment story, not a wish-fulfillment story. It's a serious drama, and the plot moves at a fairly slow pace, so read at your own risk. (Also, I don't recommend buying all the later chapters while you're still reading the beginning. Buy chapters as you need them, and drop the story promptly if it's not for you.) ◎ The heroine is highly capable overall, but she won't steal the spotlight from the main characters. ◎ The timeline has been heavily modified. ◎ Many original cases. The career plot takes precedence over the romance, and Toru doesn't make his proper debut until Chapter Five. ◎ Reasonable writing advice is welcome. I will reach justice before gods and demons Let me recommend my next mystery thriller. I really love this kind of story. [Coming Soon: My New Neighbor Can't Possibly Be a Monster] Miss Christie came from a backward little town to the metropolis of New York. She was crude and worldly, penniless, and couldn't even win a fight when she tried to rob someone. All she could do was pick through garbage and band together with the homeless on the streets to scrape by. Before long, Christie found a job that seemed like a gift from heaven: detective. All because she could see a number above everyone's head. Back in her hometown, most people had a reassuring "0" above their heads. After arriving in the big city, she occasionally saw a "1-3." That was probably the allure of New York, such a beautiful and sinful city. When she saw a glaring "10" above someone's head on the street, she screamed and tremblingly reported the person to the police. The New York police soon caught a serial killer. The numbers above people's heads indicated how many people they had directly killed. No seasoned detective could identify a murderer at a crime scene faster than she could. All she had to do was watch the numbers above people's heads change, and money adorned with dreams would pour into her account. Christie quickly made a name for herself. Before long, she was the most eye-catching newcomer in New York's detective world, hailed by the police as their savior and honored guest. She bought an apartment in downtown New York and could finally make a home for herself in the metropolis, free of worries. On the first day after moving in, Christie met the new neighbor who terrified her. The friendly, gentlemanly young man picked up the folder she'd dropped on the ground. Handsome, with dark, half-length hair falling over his forehead, pale skin, striking and romantic features, and emerald eyes that shimmered like ghostly phosphorus fire. A bright red "49" hung above his head, and he was looking for his next victim to reach a satisfying round number. Theme: "I've had a lover's quarrel with this world."