This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 52 Police Delineation

Meeting room on the second floor of the Konoha Police Department building.

Before the soundproof barrier could be activated, the noise from the lobby downstairs, like the early morning market, stubbornly penetrated the floor and rose up.

Fugaku Uchiha sat at the head of the long table, his hands crossed and resting on his chin. His poker face, which used to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies on the battlefield, was now filled with a sense of utter despair.

What lay before him was less like a desk and more like a garbage dump—colorful complaint letters, crumpled task reports, and even half a red bean bun with a bite taken out of it.

"Explain."

Fugaku's voice was deep as he pointed at the half-eaten red bean bun, his eyes twitching wildly: "Why is this evidence on my table?"

Sitting on the left, Minato Namikaze awkwardly scratched his blond hair. His smile was still sunny, but it revealed an undisguised guilty conscience.

"Um... a senior member of the Akimichi clan said that if the red bean buns weren't eaten quickly, they would spoil and become unusable as evidence of 'street vendors illegally occupying the road.' He ate half of it and then remembered it was for the captain, so..."

"So he left the rest for me?!"

Fugaku slammed his hand on the table, making the half-eaten red bean bun jump. "I'm the head of the police force, not someone who eats leftovers!"

"And this too!" Fugaku grabbed another report, so angry he almost activated his Sharingan.

"Who wrote this? 'Because the suspect ran too slowly, our pursuers fell asleep under the shade of a tree, and when they woke up, the suspect had disappeared!'"

"This is Shikaku's signature..." Minato's voice trailed off. "He said it was 'tactical standby'."

"Tactics my ass!"

Fugaku crumpled the report into a ball and threw it angrily into the trash can.

"What about the Hyuga clan? Surely the Hyuga clan is more reliable, right? What's with that complaint about 'using Byakugan to spy on the neighboring bathhouse and claiming it's a search for a Water Release ninja'?!"

Nishikawa Tetsu, who had been sitting on the right-hand side watching the show while twirling a pen in his hand, finally couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

"So this is what they call the adjustment period, senior."

Nishikawa Tetsu reached out and took the red bean bun, then threw it into the trash can without any expression.

"It seems everyone has a lot of energy, that's a good thing."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Fugaku slumped weakly in his chair, rubbing his temples. "If this keeps up, I'll be driven crazy by these freaks before the higher-ups even have to lift a finger. Yesterday, that old geezer just happened to pass by the gate and saw two Uchiha clansmen and a commoner ninja playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would buy lunch. He laughed so hard his dentures almost fell out."

"Indeed, the police department is a complete mess right now." Minato sighed, his smile fading. "Commoner ninjas don't know the rules, clan ninjas are too individualistic, and the Uchiha clan members are... well, too easily agitated."

"Excited? That's just irritable!" Fugaku mercilessly mocked himself.

"Yesterday, in order to catch a thief who stole a wallet, Kama actually set off two massive fireballs in the street, almost burning the whole street down! I even had to pay for his compensation!"

Nishikawa Tetsu looked at the teenage young clan leader in front of him and felt that the time was right.

"The chaos stems from a lack of rules, but even more so from a lack of division of labor."

Nishikawa Tetsu stopped twirling his pen, stood up, and slammed a new project proposal onto the table with a "thud," kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Senior, if we throw different ingredients into one pot without sorting and processing them, the result will only be inedible food. To make delicious food, some people need to chop vegetables, and others need to cook."

"Speak like a human being." Fugaku glared at him irritably.

"Police diversion".

Nishikawa Tetsu walked to the blackboard behind him, picked up the chalk, and drew a huge pyramid structure.

"The current police department is doing everything from catching S-rank rogue ninjas to helping old ladies find their cats. It's like using a Kusanagi sword to peel an apple—it's wasteful and you're likely to hurt your hand."

He wrote two words heavily at the top of the pyramid: 【Criminal Affairs Department】.

"This is the stage prepared for the Uchiha."

Nishikawa Tetsu pointed to the top.

"Murder, arson, espionage, rogue ninja. These dirty and tiring jobs that require combat skills, bloodshed, and the Sharingan's insight fall to the Criminal Investigation Department. Let those Uchiha clansmen with excess energy who want to blow up the streets with their Great Fireball Technique go here to vent."

Fugaku raised an eyebrow, his expression softening slightly.

This preserved the Uchiha clan's core deterrent power and was in line with the clan's warlike nature.

Next, Nishikawa Tetsu drew a line in the middle: [Security Section].

"Here, responsible for daily patrols, dispute mediation, and maintaining order, I suggest a mix of Hyuga branch family members and civilian ninjas."

Nishikawa Tetsu analyzed, "The Hyuga's Byakugan is suitable for large-scale surveillance, making it incredibly effective at catching thieves. And civilian ninjas, being from the masses, are better at negotiating with villagers... oh no, I mean communicating. In the future, don't let the Uchiha handle things like finding cats or dogs; they'll only scare the cats away."

"Pfft." Minato couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Indeed, when Hima-senpai caught the cat last time, the cat's fur stood on end and it fainted when it saw his face."

Fugaku's face darkened, and he pretended not to hear.

"As for the lowest level..."

Nishikawa Tetsu wrote: "[Support and Logistics Section]".

"This place is for those 'smart people' and 'special talents.' The Nara clan is in charge of tactical planning and paperwork—if they sit in the office, they have no excuse to sleep. The Yamanaka clan is in charge of interrogation and intelligence, and the Akimichi clan is in charge of... well, heavy firepower suppression and evidence preservation, except for food, of course."

Nishikawa Tetsu threw away the chalk, dusted off his hands, and turned to look at the two of them:

"The criminal investigation department must be ruthless, the public security department must be steady, and the logistics department must be precise."

"Let those who want to fight go all out, let those who want to reason things out mediate, and let those who want to slack off... cough, those who want to use their brains stay in the rear. Everyone performs their duties without interfering with each other, but they are all connected through a unified command system."

As Fugaku looked at the architectural diagram on the blackboard, his previously furrowed brows gradually relaxed. He seemed to be seeing a finely functioning machine, rather than the noisy vegetable market he was in.

"This plan... is feasible." Fugaku tapped his fingers on the table. "It takes into account the strengths of each family and solves the problem of chaotic management."

"Not only that."

Nishikawa Tetsu walked behind Minato, placed his hands on Minato's shoulders, pressed him into a chair, and revealed a devilish smile on his face.

"To prevent abuse of power, such as the Uchiha clan using excessive force or the Nara family slacking off at work, we need an independent 'inspection team'."

"This group only reports to the team leader and specifically targets their own people to find fault."

Nishikawa Tetsu lowered his head and whispered in Minato's ear:

"Minato, this job that offends the entire village's ninjas is something only a commoner genius and Hokage's grand-disciple like you could do. Your smile is so healing; even if you dock their bonuses, they probably wouldn't have the heart to hit you, right?"

Minato froze, his smile instantly freezing on his face.

"Huh? Me? The inspection team? Looking for trouble?"

Minato pointed to his nose, looking at Fugaku for help: "Senpai, I think I'm more suited to the police station looking for cats..."

"No, I think Che is right."

Fugaku glanced at Minato, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes, and waved his hand: "It's settled then! Minato Namikaze, effective immediately, is appointed head of the Police Department's Inspectorate, specifically responsible for enforcing discipline!"

"But……"

"This is an order! Or do you want to go and eat red bean buns with the Akimichi family?"

"...Yes, sir." Minato replied dejectedly.

"very good."

Fugaku stood up, straightened his collar, a gesture that reflected both the decisiveness of a leader and the ease of a hands-off manager.

"Che, you're in charge of drafting the detailed regulations, and post them out first thing tomorrow morning."

"Minato, go and arrest that Nara clansman playing chess in the corridor downstairs right now, and deduct three days' wages as your first act of taking office."

Fugaku walked to the window, looked down at the bustling street below, and took a deep breath of the air that was finally no longer polluted.

"This chaos should end now."