Reborn as a Government Agent (A One Piece Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Cold Case

From what I understood about Cipher Pol, is that it is a different branch of the World Government, meaning it is not susceptible to Marine hierarchy except in certain situations.

It is an Intelligence agency before it was a Lawkeeping agency, meaning that while Cipher Pol has the power to arrest Pirates and criminals, unlike Marines, CP is not required to do so, Giving us more freedom in how we can do things.

Publically, Cipher Pol is split into nine Agencies, From CP0 to CP8, or Aegis if you wish to call them that instead of Cipher Pol.

Cipher Pol 1 through 4 is what you would expect from your classic investigation agencies, things like the IRS or FBI. Cipher pol 5 through 8 gets a lot more specialized missions, with each Agency's number corresponding to a higher level of danger in the mission they partake, meaning they can take Counter-Insurgency missions, Like the CIA, MI6, Mossad, and other similar Foreign Intelligence groups that I already know of from my past life.

CP0, on the other hand, Is a specialized Aegis that works directly for the World Government's leaders, They skip the chain of command that other Aegis agencies have and get their orders directly from the World Nobles themselves.

There is also CP9, a secret Aegis that is unknown to the Public, something that my father conveniently forgot about when he explained it to me.

Aegis 9 takes on the most difficult Cipher Pol missions available, specializing in Assassination and Extreme Problem Solving. Their existence is supposed to be kept secret thanks to the fact that they have the power to get rid of civilians and marines should they stand in the way of completing their mission.

It is the job of a Chief of Cipher Pol to manage the agents of each Aegis, meaning the Chief chooses who goes on which mission, who gets partnered up with who, who gets a bonus for good work and who gets a pay cut for slacking off.

All in All, Being a Chief of Cipher Pol doesn't sound to dissimilar to a manager in a business. Something I was already used to from my last life.

"And to begin, I want you to read all of these and figure them out!" Spandine smiled as he dropped a mountain of papers in from of Funkfreed and I.

"...What is this?" I asked as I lifted a paper to look at, reading what seemed to be a bunch of jumbled journal entries.

"This is the Journal of the last Cipher Pol 2 Chief, Maximillian Bo, Who went missing two years ago. As you can see, the words are all mixed up, the old Chief wrote gibberish! Your mission is to translate this journal and figure out what happened to Old Chief Bo. Good Luck Spandam, I know you'll do great!" Spandine smiled widely as he patted me on the head.

I scoffed at that, shaking his hand off of me, "I don't need luck," I mumbled as I picked up the nearest piece of paper, already starting to organize the journal in chronological order.

"Troo!" Funkfreed cheered, blowing a trumpeting noise from his trunk as he started helping me organize the papers.

"Wait, let me get the rest of the Journal!" Spandine smiled before he left the room, only to return with another mountain of pages in his hands, so large it was covering his face, before he dropped them on top of the pages already on the table, causing them to disperse and ruin the little organization I already had.

"Ehe... Oops?" My father chuckled before he awkwardly walked out the door, giving Funkfreed and me a thumbs up before closing the door.

"...Okay, Let's get this started."

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The First two days were spent organizing the mountain of papers in Chronological order, The amount of pages that needed to be organized was large enough that I asked my father to bring in several boards for me to place them upright next to each other, a small red string connecting each page to the page that came after.