Inuo turned around incredulously, his pupils dilated, "Sir?!"
He immediately corrected his subconscious slip of the tongue and called him by the name Ichijō Mirai allowed him, "Messiah."
He stood up respectfully, "It has been a long time, but you are still as impressive as ever, and I still hear your name often, even in the middle of a police station."
And then realizing that Ichijō Mirai wasn't listening, or even glancing at him, except at the beginning when it was true that there were two dogs in the room...
...'Two Inuo'?
'Two'?
Inuo's thoughts stalled for a moment as he watched Ichijō Mirai briefly make sure no one outside the room was paying attention, close the door with his shoulder, push the trolley to the bedside, and raise his rubber-gloved hand like a real doctor, calm and collected, "Time to change the medicine, Mr. Inuo."
Doctors are always calm and collected when dealing with patients in non-specialized situations where they don't need to run around with their legs pulled out, and Ichijō Mirai was also calm and collected, even in his words, "Don't worry, I said I'd take care of it, and since it's one of the indirect causes of your sprained foot, I'll take care of it until it's healed."
"Here, take your leg out," He said, "it's okay, it's not a big problem, I reset it the first time I realized it was dislocated. Although there was a small accident when I did not think about it because I only reset it for myself, so I applied force out of habit and reset it the other way around, but you did not dislocate it three times and did not need to reset it again."
There is a difference between resetting yourself and resetting someone else.
For example, few people will intentionally torture themselves, but often people will be a little punishment for others in a small and unseemly way.
Inuo auto-translation: This patient was so bad that he tried to run away from the privilege of working for Ichijō Mirai, which many members of the organization don't have, so Ichijō Mirai punished him a little bit.
The effect of the remedial action...
He saw the patient's reaction of revealing his injured leg without even hesitating for a second, and felt that it was very effective.
"Lord Messiah,"
Isn't the patient's name 'Uekawa'? Why do you call him 'Mr. Inuo'?
The question was swallowed and Inuo changed his question to, "Why are you at the hospital?"
He even wore a doctor's uniform, as if he were a serious doctor.
The police are looking for the cadet.
"The doctor didn't do anything for you, and even the medication is a continuation of what I ordered? Unfortunately, I can't have any fun," Ichijō Mirai replied to Inuo's query casually as he examined the patient's wounds, "My friend Dr. Inuo asked me to fill in for him for a few days, and I had no choice but to do so."
Then he realized that Inuo was one of his own, so he didn't need to talk nonsense in a serious manner.
He reopened the microphone: "I'm temporarily mixed in for a few days."
"In three days, one of the cadets will try to get injured and get medical treatment, so I'm going to blend into the detention center at that time."
I see, so that's why he's disguised as a doctor, and that's why he's doing it, and so on.
Inuo: "Get into the detention center?!"
What's the point of being in a detention center?
"Well," Ichijō Mirai said without blinking, "to rob a prison."
Inuo: "???"
"Wataru told me about you," Ichijō Mirai added, "He said that the sudden urgency of the police's pursuit, making it more difficult for the students to resist, was due to the presence of a young and talented police sergeant stationed in the surveillance room, Inuo."
He had no room for 'how can you let someone else treat you, Inuo-san, that's not nice' mischief, and could only regretfully rewrap the bandage back on, sighing, "You've learned your lesson."
"You tried to run away the first time we met, but now you're so smart that I can't find fault with you."
He asked Inuo, "What's been happening in the past few days from the police's perspective?"
Inspector Inuo cautiously weighed his words, "It's not going well, but it's going well."
"It's not going well, but it's going well" means it's not going well against Ichijō Mirai.
Not to mention targeting, so far no police officer has been able to retreat safely in sight of Ichijō Mirai.
Many police officers didn't even get a good look at Ichijō Mirai when they were attacked.
It's going well, meaning the arrests of the cadets are going well, with arrests being made every day.
"Regarding your attack on the police," Inuo briefly stated the dispute within the police, "there are those who consider it a serious offense, and those who consider you to be perfectly within the rules."
"At the moment, the latter has the upper hand."
Part of the reason is that Ichijō Mirai was so overwhelming.
To be able to do it so cleanly that the police being attacked couldn't even see their facial features meant that the physical skills were so good that it was a downgrade from the physical skills of the police officers.
"As a result, support for the 'acceptance faction' has increased considerably."
The training program for disguised criminals was beneficial, forcing some of the neutral and not-so-extreme 'rejectionists' to make a new choice, preferring Ichijō Mirai's entry into the police system.
It's no wonder that he seems so gifted in the criminal business.
So gifted that you can't help but wonder, 'If I push Savior too hard and make him leave the police force, will he become a criminal?' and '...I can't catch him, I really can't catch him, he can't become a criminal!'
That's why the police have been so lenient with Savior's locator, which has been running around Tokyo overlapping with the locators of his classmates, and have even stopped searching with three or four teams, and have been overly proactive in targeting him.
Ichijō Mirai listens with rapt attention and asks, "Is there any more?"
Inuo didn't say much about the cadets, which meant, "You don't know anything, and you know almost nothing about us."
He raised an eyebrow thoughtfully, "I thought the police had realized that the current cadets had all banded together."
Even those who were taken to prison had been selected at some discretion to provide the inside force for the hijacking.
"The cadets have all joined forces? All of them?" Inuo subconsciously asked, a little confused, "But among the remaining cadets, there are a lot of them whose locators don't overlap with the others?"
Even if they did, it was just a coincidence of movement paths, and it was so short that there was no communication at first glance.
Ichijō Mirai was brief, "This is not a primitive society."
We don't need to meet to talk.
And, "When you get back, take care of the officer in your file room."
The file room is close to the temporary surveillance room.
"He's a police cadet, so if he's in danger of being exposed, remember to cover up," Ichijō Mirai reminded, "His last name is Wataru."
"In the event of an emergency evacuation, all you have to do is say his real name and that I've turned him, and he'll go with you."
Inuo: "..."
He tried to calm his expression and asked, "You sneaked into the archives room?"
When did this happen?
It's only the fifth day!
It's only the fifth day of the training program to disguise criminals, and there's a police cadet mixing into the detention center and the police station!
"Yes," he said as Ichijō Mirai tried to maintain his composure, "I will."
Ichijō Mirai scanned Inuo's expression, "You really don't know anything."
He removed the gloves that had touched the wound, stuffed them into the pocket of his lab coat, and carelessly replaced them with a new pair, "So you didn't find out about the lawyer I was disguised as the day before yesterday either?"
"It was a mistake."
"The police officer from the detention center kept looking at me, so I thought my identity was exposed and had to stop communicating with the criminal to confirm the case and defend him."
"...So my identity wasn't exposure, tsk."