Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 108 Advanced Housekeeping
There was a layer of snow hanging from the eaves of the house in front of Sugamo Station. The snow in front of the door had been swept, and two snowmen, one big and one small, were piled on each side.

The glass windows were fogged up, and white smoke was coming out of the ventilation pipes. It seemed that the Koban was warm. Watanabe Shun rubbed his hands, feeling like he was home. He pushed the door open, was stunned at first, then took two steps back and took a look at the sign. It was indeed written "Sugamo Station Koban".

"What's wrong?" asked Fushimi Shika.

On the way back, he performed an evil chant on Watanabe Shun. When Watanabe Shun learned that the two had gone to the Inagawa-kai branch at night to save him, he was so moved that he burst into tears.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, not wanting the boss to see him crying. As the saying goes, 'A warrior's tears don't flow down his cheeks', love is stronger than gold and there is no need for further words.

Watanabe Shun imitated the tough guys in TV dramas and said indifferently to Takusai Kazama, "Well done," but he was kicked again and kicked into the snow.

After this incident, Watanabe Shun was too embarrassed to care about the hat anymore. He waved his hand and said he would treat his brothers well and go to a high-end izakaya to have a good time. But Fushimi Shika and Kazama Takusai were not in the mood for this. They had been up all day and all night and just wanted to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

At this moment, Watanabe Shun stood at the entrance of the exchange and said with a suspicious look on his face: "It seems that we have come to the wrong place."

"Get out of the way," Fengjian Takusai opened his face and said, "Have you forgotten where you work? I don't think you were kidnapped. Instead, it seems like you took two days off and your mind was free..."

He stopped talking abruptly, and also showed a look of surprise.

Fushimi Shika looked over his shoulder into the room and saw that the front desk had been polished to a shine, the floor was as smooth as if it had been waxed, the dust and cobwebs in the corners had disappeared, and the air was filled with the scent of air freshener.

They walked into the office, which was originally as messy as a doghouse, but now it was as tidy as a high-level elite police station office, so clean that you could lick the floor with your tongue.

The tabletop was repainted, all the damaged parts were repaired, the documents were neatly sorted and organized, there was no dust on the ceiling fan above, and even the screws in the lockers were replenished.

"Is this... hiring a high-end housekeeper?" Takusa Kazama bent down. His small recliner was still under the desk. The pillows and quilt that were originally covered with patina had been washed and gave off a pleasant scent of laundry detergent.

Fushimi Shika was not happy. His face fell, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He said very quickly: "Are you all hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and cook you a bowl of noodles."

Without waiting for the two to answer, he went upstairs by himself. The sound of the stairs changed from "dengdengdeng" to "dongdongdong". Even the wooden floor had been renovated. Watanabe Shun looked up and shouted, "I don't need it. I had already eaten before I came back!"

Fushimi Shika responded casually, and just as he went up to the second floor, he heard Yumiko's excited voice coming from the dormitory:

"Humph, this case seems confusing, but it's actually full of loopholes! Do you think you can do whatever you want in my jurisdiction? Don't be naive! In my eyes, those complicated clues are just signs of your own graves - I see the flow of money and smell the scent of sin, just like this bunch of money, it always has its source and destination!"

Fushimika's heart sank. He didn't even bother to go to the kitchen to check the small treasury. He walked quickly to Gen Tamako's dormitory and listened carefully by the door.

"Do you think this is just an ordinary theft? No, there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it! Maybe it's a gang fight, or maybe it's a power struggle. And I will follow the veins of money and catch every rat hiding in the dark!"

Gen Yuzi's voice became more and more passionate, with ups and downs in her tone, as if she was reciting Shakespeare's sonnet. Fushimi Shika felt that she was just pointing at him, and his heartbeat slightly accelerated.

"Stand up for trial, Sakurako!"

Gen Tamako yelled, and used her mouth to simulate the sound of gunfire. Then, Hira Sakurako's cry of pain was heard in the room, and a cold voice rang out: "Ah, you are worthy of being the famous detective Inspector Tamako, you actually saw through the truth at once..." "No, no, you have to be more emotional, not as monotonous as a robot. You have to act out the remorse, anger, resentment, and malice of the suspect before he was caught. That kind of complex emotion needs to be performed... I'll show you once."

Gen Tamako's voice paused, and she continued, "Uh ah ah ah ah!! As expected of you, as expected of the famous detective Inspector Tamako! I didn't expect you to see through the truth so quickly - how can you give up!!"

"..."

Fushimi Shika slowly straightened up, his eyes empty, and said nothing.

He turned and went up to the third floor and into the kitchen to check the ceiling. The money was still there, but the plastic seal of one of the stacks of bills had opened.

After counting, I found that 5,000 yen was missing.

"Tsk."

Fushimi Shika frowned and restored the ceiling. He turned on the fire to cook four bowls of soba noodles, called Kazama-senpai in the corridor to eat noodles, then went downstairs with three bowls of noodles on a tray, forced a smile, and knocked on Yuan Yuzi's door.

"Huh? When did you come back? Did you find Watanabe-senpai?"

Yuan Yuzi was so engrossed in her acting, shouting and yelling, that she didn't notice the movement outside the door.

"Just got back, he's fine."

Fushimi Shika glanced into her room. This guy had stood up the quilt and pillow to make a fortress, and was holding a toy gun made of paper in his hand; Ping Sakurako was lying on the bed, motionless, probably playing the role of a corpse. She was wearing a dried watermelon rind on her head, and no one knew where Gen Tamako got this thing from.

Gen Yuzi smacked her lips subconsciously when she smelled the aroma of noodles. They hadn't had lunch yet, and Fushimi-san came at the perfect time. Before Fushimi-san could think of an excuse to come in, she had already spread out a folding table on the tatami, patted the futon beside her, and urged, "Bring it up quickly."

The three of them sat around the small table eating noodles, and Fushimi Shika looked at Hirasakurako from the corner of his eye. She was wearing loose overalls with a pink T-shirt underneath, which should be Gen Tamako's clothes. It seemed that she had been well taken care of in the past two days, at least she didn't shrink into the broken cardboard box anymore.

As Yuan Yuzi slurped her noodles, she took credit for it, claiming that she was finally able to communicate normally with Ping Yingzi after her painstaking efforts. Not only that, she also discovered Ping Yingzi's potential and found that Ping Yingzi was particularly good at cleaning. The two worked together to give the entire Koban a new look!
Fushimi Kakashi said bullshit, I clearly hired this person!

He turned around and praised Ping Yingzi with a smile. The latter said nothing, hiding her little face under her bangs and eating noodles quickly.

Afterwards, Fushimi Shikatu revealed his true colors and asked them if they had cleaned the third floor.

Gen Tamako repeatedly shook her head, looking guilty, fearing that Fushimi would find out that they had trespassed into their senior's territory; Ping Sakurako silently turned her head and ate noodles with her back to Fushimi Shika. No one had to guess, everyone knew that she must have taken the 5,000 yen.

"It's wrong to steal other people's things, right?" Fushimi Lu said sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)