Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 13 I'm sorry you're not my type
Fushimi Shika stared at the man in front of him. He had an ordinary appearance, with deep forehead wrinkles, shaggy eyebrows and drooping eyes, which made his facial features look listless.

Because of his short and flat nose, his glasses always slipped down, and he had to raise his hands to push up the lenses from time to time, revealing a timid temperament.

"Criminal Index: 12%"

"Bad habit: being a nice guy"

"Clearance Reward: Clear Ishizuka Kazuo's sins and you will get the LV1 Handwriting Imitation Technique."

……

Fushimi Shika thought for a moment, said, "Sorry to bother you, we will keep it a secret," and stood up to leave.

"Eh? Are you leaving now?"

Gen Yuzi kept looking back and accidentally made eye contact with Ishizuka Kazuo, who immediately looked away guiltily.

Fushimi Shika walked quickly down the hallway, saying as he walked, "Something's not right."

Ishizuka Kazuo's sin value is too low, at least lower than that of the average person. Moreover, his bad habit is to be a goody-goody, so what he said is likely to be true.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yuzi was confused: "What's wrong?"

"I'm not sure." Fushimi Shika couldn't explain it, but based on his past experience, he had a vague intuition in his heart.

"Then let's start from the beginning!" Yuan Yuzi suggested: "When I get stuck in a mystery puzzle, I will sort out my thoughts from the beginning."

The two went downstairs. The sound of Class B's drill came from the playground. The cherry trees in the side yard were in full bloom. They sat on a bench under the tree. Yuan Yuzi pinched her fingers and began to comb her hair:
"It was caused by an anonymous letter. The monitor is helping Instructor Sakurai privately to track down the source of the anonymous letter..."

"Then we went to the office at night and found letters containing threats of revenge and accusations of murder..."

"Then there was the special red ink. We used it to identify the sender as Ishizuka Kazuo..."

"In the end, Mr. Ishizuka admitted everything and confessed his revenge plan. It can be said that the truth was revealed..."

……

Yuan Yuzi deduced all the way and concluded: "There is no problem at all."

She turned around and saw Fushimi Shika with a look of sudden realization on his face. She didn't know what he was thinking about.

"I know what the problem is." Fushimi Shika crossed his fingers and kept spinning his thumbs. This was his habitual action when he was thinking.

"Tell me quickly!" Yuan Yuzi wanted to know where the loopholes in her reasoning were.

“It’s been so smooth.”

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"It's so smooth, it's almost like an intellectual puzzle." Fushimi Shika's interest was piqued, and he finally began to take this 'case' seriously.

"This shows that my reasoning is perfect!" Yuan Yuzi felt that he was nitpicking.

"You have never been involved in a real case. The process of investigating a case is not from A to B, but finding a puzzle in chaos. When a clue can directly point to another clue, there is a 90% probability that it is fake. The connection between the two clues is an extremely rare coincidence that only appears in detective novels."

This is Fushimi Shika's experience.

Yuan Yuzi was quite dissatisfied and asked, "Have you ever come across a real case?"

"of course, I……"

Fushimi Shika was thinking about something else and accidentally let the cat out of the bag. He coughed twice as a tactic and changed the subject:
"Instructor Sakurai was hired as an instructor five years ago, and Ishizuka Kazuo has been working at the police academy for eight years. They have been living in peace for so many years. Why did Ishizuka Kazuo suddenly want to retaliate against her recently?" Hearing this, Yuan Yuzi bit her thumb and frowned:
"This is indeed a suspicious point, but didn't you say it before? The criminal himself is the most uncertain chaotic factor. Maybe he was just acting on a whim... Who can say for sure?"

Fushimi Shika did not refute.

In fact, he didn't care about the truth at all, nor did he care who killed whom. He just wanted to get some dirt on Instructor Sakurai so that the pervert would be afraid to act rashly.

On the contrary, Yuan Yuzi is very concerned about the hit-and-run case sixteen years ago.

An innocent girl was hit and killed by a car, someone must be held accountable, how can the murderer escape legal sanctions? Even if the victim's family has given up on pursuing responsibility, even if the 15-year statute of limitations has passed, she still wants to bring the murderer to justice!

The two fell silent at the same time, racking their brains to think. It was so quiet around them that only the wind was talking.

A whistle for dismissal was heard from the distant playground, and the students of Class B dispersed in twos and threes.

After a while, Yuan Yuzi's eyes suddenly went dark, and a cheerful voice came from behind him: "Guess who I am!"

Kawai stood behind the bench and covered Gen Tamako's eyes with his hands.

"Really? I'm not in the mood for this now." Yuan Yuzi turned her head away from Kawai's hand, crossed her arms, frowned and said, "We are thinking about something serious now!"

"Eh? Are you still thinking about the anonymous letter?" Kawai supported the back of the chair with one hand, turned over flexibly, and sat down next to Yuan Yuzi: "Any progress?"

Gen Tamako told Ishizuka Kazuo the truth, and the latter was surprised: "Is this true? Did Instructor Sakurai really kill someone?"

Then, with a look of resentment on her face, she pounded her knees with both fists and said, "Guys like this who hit and run are the most despicable! They must be arrested and sentenced to death! Death penalty!"

Hearing this, Fushimi Lu subconsciously glanced over her head.

"Criminal Index: 15%"

"Bad habit: superstitious belief in ghosts and gods"

"Clearance Reward: Clear the sins of Nagano Kawai and you will get the LV1 Lock Picking Skill."

The criminal index was average, but his bad habit of "believing in ghosts and gods" made him a little concerned.

Seeing Fushimi Shika's scrutinizing gaze, Gen Tamaki quickly defended her friend, "Kawagoe's family owns a temple, and her father is the abbot, so she hates murder, and..."

Gen Yuzi stopped talking abruptly and glanced back at Kawai. There were some things she didn't know if she could say.

"It's okay, Tamako's friends are also my friends," Kawai patted her head and took the initiative to explain: "I used to have a younger brother who died in a car accident, so I hate criminals who hit and run."

She paused and asked curiously, "But how did you deduce that Mr. Ishizuka's daughter died in a car accident?"

Yuan Yuzi scratched the tip of her small nose with her finger and whispered, "I smoked it."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Kawai looked puzzled.

"Fushimi wrote a lot of paper balls and asked me to randomly pick a way to die," Gen Tamako stammered in defense, "No, but luck is also part of strength! Haha, don't you agree, Fushimi-kun?"

"Indeed."

Fushimi Shika rested his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and stared into Kawai's eyes: "But, there is one thing that I am a little concerned about."

"What's the matter?" Kawai crossed his hands and said playfully, "Are you going to confess to me? I'm so sorry, you're not my type!"

Fushimi Shika ignored him and asked calmly, "Didn't you say your father was a locksmith?"

(End of this chapter)