Chapter 1011: , Activate Major Emergency Mechanism!

Yuasa Yang also doesn't know where Hirate went?

After Nagase Ren hung up Yuasa Yang's phone, he sat at his desk for about ten minutes.

As a career track member, those who can pass the National Civil Service Examination and break through the single-log bridge amidst thousands of troops, perhaps they are greedy, perhaps they are cunning, perhaps they are ruthless, but very few are foolish.

Especially Nagase Ren, Police Inspector, is not an administrative unit; he is a field unit. He is not one of those typical bureaucrats in the Police Agency who spend all day buried in administrative management, pondering how to make reports so the department idles. In a real competition, if a race car catches fire, he would calmly sit on the Diaoyutai, waiting for dispatched employees to come up with fire extinguishers to put out the fire, while those dispatched employees are thinking, "Just 200,000 yen a month—what life am I selling for?" In the end, one has to rely on a Showa old-timer who only earns 1080 yen per hour (this is Japan's mandated minimum wage) and clings to the last shred of responsibility to come help.

Being a field unit means he must engage with existing cases and personally solve them.

Just like those people in the Special Mission Division—although they are a large group of second-generation heirs, even if beaten three times by the ox-teaching, they would still cut the rope!

Didn't break a case like Uesugi Muneyuki? Does that mean he hasn't seen how Uesugi Muneyuki breaks cases?

So as long as the IQ is fine, any police officer who personally engages in a large amount of frontline investigative work will, to some extent, gain sufficient experience and develop their own judgment methods.

Especially, Japanese police are actually quite strong in interpersonal relationship reasoning.

During these ten minutes, Nagase Ren fell into deep thought.

He had always thought this case was about a big shot having temporary business, Hirate being taken away, and the police fabricating an excuse to wipe the big shot's behind.

After all, this is Japan—no need to pretend to be an outsider; public security police are awesome, after all, they still often have to wipe the big shot's behind.

And based on Hirate's occasional sudden disappearances, plus her big financial backer behind her, this is no secret in Japanese upper society. But Hirate is not at Yuasa's place.

Nagase Ren repeatedly recalled every detail of the call—Yuasa Yang's tone, wording, evasive attitude, and the silence at key information—all signs pointed to the same conclusion: Yuasa Yang truly doesn't know where Hirate is.

Moreover, from his reaction, which mixed anxiety and avoidance, he likely already tried to find her his own way but failed.

A son of a former party secretary-general, with vast political and business connections and resources, couldn't find her—then this isn't just an idol throwing a tantrum.

Really missing?!

If Hirate is truly missing, and missing in my Nagoya, then this is an outright major incident!

Akai Saka is a National Idol unit, and Hirate is Unmovable C!

Moreover, this unit has many fans overseas, and was even internationally called out for having uniforms somewhat resembling Deutsch San Gunpuku! And if this is true...

Nagase Ren stood up, picked up the file folder, and entered the Section Chief's office for the second time.

This time he didn't knock and wait a few seconds before speaking, but as soon as he entered, he slapped the file folder onto the Section Chief's desk and said directly: "Section Chief, I just received a call from Yuasa Yang. He is Hirate Sarina's relation and also her biggest resource provider. He also doesn't know where Hirate is, and from his tone, he has already tried his best to find her but failed!"

"Section Chief, do you know what this means?"

The Criminal Division Chief lifted his head, his gaze moving from the document to Nagase Ren's face.

His expression began as mild anger, thinking: Yuasa father and son are such big figures—why dare disturb him over such a trifle? Then he realized Yuasa Yang had initiated the call, so the words of criticism he was about to speak died in his throat. He carefully ran through all his thoughts in his chest, his face growing increasingly grave: "Is he the son of Yuasa Masamichi, former party secretary-general?"

"Yes." This statement is actually nonsense, but it's a necessary procedure.

"Yuasa Secretary is the son of the General Affairs head; if he doesn't know where Hirate went..." He didn't finish, but Nagase Ren knew the second half. The Criminal Division Chief stood up, picked up the internal line phone on the desk, dialed a number: "Please immediately connect me to the Headquarters Chief! Also... have the Forensic Identification Division and Investigation Section 1 stand by. Regarding the disappearance case of Hirate Sarina, effective now, we switch to formal major case handling procedures!"

The case escalation mechanism within the Japanese police system is clearly tiered.

Ordinary missing persons cases are usually handled by the jurisdictional police station; if the missing person has high social attention or the case involves major suspicion, it is taken over by the Criminal Division of the prefectural police headquarters.

When a case may involve cross-regional, cross-organizational, or even criminal crime characteristics, it enters the major case handling channel—meaning more adequate police allocation, higher-level command authority, and close coordination with superior departments.

And after entering this channel, if the case involves a national-level public figure and may trigger large-scale public opinion, it also needs to activate the "Special Designated Investigation System," with intervention from the Police Agency side to coordinate, preventing local police from reduced investigative efficiency due to insufficient experience or authority.

And at this level, the Police Agency will issue a "Joint Investigation" directive to the Metropolitan Police Department, which will dispatch a specialized team to support local police. And if it reaches this point, who will the Metropolitan Police Department send?

No need to ask!

After the Section Chief hung up the phone, he glanced at Nagase Ren and added: "I have already made an oral report to the Headquarters Chief. They said they will monitor case progress, temporarily not dispatch personnel to intervene, but will provide information and resource support. If the case develops further, we will have to request instructions from the Police Agency!" The Criminal Division Chief paused: "If it reaches that point, then how will the Police Agency handle it, how will the Metropolitan Police Department handle it—you understand." "The Special Mission Division is the last line of defense in the entire Japanese police system, and Commissioner Watanabe has limited the number and days of support requests local headquarters can make each year. Moreover, once the Special Mission Division participates, all case-solving credits and achievements naturally go to that man. So unless absolutely necessary, don't request Police Agency reinforcements! We must strive to solve the problem ourselves!"

When Nagase Ren heard the three words "Special Mission Division," his eyes twitched slightly.

He knew the Special Mission Division; the Section Chief is Uesugi Minami, that police world Young Lady, he has met her and even liked her a bit, a pity she married into the Uesugi family. "Let's see what we can do now!"

In the following hours, the Investigation Headquarters was officially established.

The atmosphere in the office area noticeably changed—from the initial "be back in a few days" laxness to a tense state, as the situation might be worse than imagined.

The officers of the Surveillance Unit were reassigned to new task areas; the Communication Unit's roster added more telecom operator contact points; the Visitation Unit was arranged to expand its scope to Nagoya City's suburban areas, including inns, homestays, and short-term rental apartments.

And Nagase Ren himself was assigned to lead a team to the area where Hirate's last signal disappeared for on-site re-inspection.

And at this time, news came one after another.

Since Hirate went missing, Hirate Sarina has had no contact, no sightings, no social media updates, no bank card usage records, no transportation card swipe records.

The whole person is like evaporated!

Of course, theoretically, a person can survive 28 days drinking only water without food, and 7 days without water. In Japan's environment, Hirate, all the way as a "God Servant Maiden" walking from Nagoya to Hokkaido alone, would face no problem!

But is Hirate that kind of person?

How could it be!

Nagase Ren understands Hirate—this girl has high self-esteem; she doesn't even want to be the Unmovable C of the National Idol unit; she'd think: better to kill her than have her walk alone as a God Servant Maiden for a thousand miles!

That is to say, Hirate is not only truly missing, but almost only two possibilities exist: first, she had an accident and cannot contact the outside world; second, she was kidnapped!

Either way, this is no longer just a simple disappearance!

Damn, we maybe should do something, but we can't do anything at all!

Nagase Ren felt increasing pressure as he investigated, while Nagoya side kept deploying more police! Soon, all on-leave police and stations around without major case pressure began dispatching forces, starting to sweep Nagoya Dome and surrounding areas one by one!

And the news can no longer be suppressed!

The news of Hirate Sarina's disappearance began circulating in fan circles from the day after she disappeared; by the fourth day, when the operating company officially reported to police, it had already appeared on mainstream media's reporting pages.

By the sixth day, the topic "#Hirate Sarina has been missing for seven days" on social media exceeded billions of views, with fans from Japan and South Korea waiting for an outcome.

Countless people hope she is still alive, hope she is just being willful and hiding, hope she will reappear before the camera in a few days. But everyone vaguely feels this time might be different.

In Nagoya City, more and more fans have spontaneously organized search activities—some stand silently in front of Nagoya Station plaza holding signs with her photo, others continuously update unverified rumors on social media that police haven't confirmed.

Even at the cabinet level, someone has started inquiring—Cabinet Secretary General Onoda Kimiaki, during a regular press conference, was asked about this matter and, unusually, did not directly avoid it, but said: "Police are conducting a full investigation; please give the people time and space."

And this matter has driven Hanzawa Dai Shoushou to fury.

He originally planned to propose reducing national debt again, but now even the attention of Nagatacho has shifted to Hirate. I came to Hokubu Province! Damn it!

The incident erupting in Nagoya has begun drawing everyone's attention, even Fuji TV inquired, asking whether this episode of "Hand of God" would still be recorded as usual?

Kameyama President said, "Record a fart!"

First, send me the episode where Uesugi Muneyuki identified Park Yoo-chun and Sawajiri Erika on-site! Play the tooth sound fiercely!

As for Hirate?

We can film another episode!!!

As for the new placard girl? It's decided—you! Oguri Yui!

And while all of society's attention is focused on Hirate's disappearance.

On the seventh morning after Hirate went missing.

A remote garbage disposal site in the southern part of Nagoya City.

A worker responsible for sorting recyclable trash noticed the edge of a dark fabric exposed in a pile of scrap.

He comes here once a week to clean up.

Japan's trash sorting and processing has very strict regulations—different types of trash have specific recycling times and special time restrictions, and one must buy designated trash bags to dispose of them at specific locations; some trash even needs to be burned personally.

So, do Japanese people have especially high trash-sorting quality?

Actually, no—many Japanese parks, forests, and many places actually have signs saying "No trash dumping!"

It's just that overall, it's slightly better.

This cleanup worker thought it was discarded clothing, inwardly cursing this bunch of troublemakers for adding to our workload again, walked over preparing to pull it out and sort it. But when he got close, a strong stench hit him, making him immediately cover his mouth and nose.

So stinky!!!

What thing is this stinky?!?

He lowered his head to look, seeing beneath that fabric a piece of something pale and unnatural-looking, not like fabric, with a surface sheen he had never seen in all his years doing this job.

Hmm?!

After flipping it slightly, the worker's face suddenly turned snow-white; he trembled as he pulled out his Sony mobile phone.

"Mòsī Mòsī! Hello, is this the police?"

"A corpse has been found here! A corpse ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"