Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 134 The Missing Grandfather

Yuan Yuzi was so angry that she accepted the gift.

She held the pink flip phone in her arms, feeling very complicated. She was a little happy, a little angry, and a little worried about the future... Where could she get so much money to buy a gift that would shock Fushimi-kun?

Why don't we go back to my mom's house and grab something...

No, no, that's stealing! As a police officer, how can she break the law?

Yuan Yuzi shook her head and shook the thought out of her mind.

Fushimi Kaka left the mobile phone store and prepared to go to the restaurant to check it out in advance.

He had already inquired about it long ago. Japan's Chinatown is in Yokohama, 300 kilometers away from Toyota District. It is definitely not realistic to travel 300 kilometers just to eat a hot pot. In Sugamo, if you want to eat authentic Chinese food, you can only find small restaurants hidden in alleys or corridors.

These restaurants that are not open to the public vary in quality. If you want to eat at a high-end Chinese restaurant, you have to ask acquaintances to help you with recommendations.

The restaurant he booked was a membership-based restaurant called "Taoyuan," located on the 8th floor of the Dongchaoya Commercial Building. It had no signboards or advertisements, and even the public elevator didn't have a button that went directly to the 8th floor. Its main attraction was a quiet place in a bustling city.

Yuan Yuzi followed him, thinking he was going to investigate a case, but after a long time of running around, he ran into a large shopping mall. The salesgirl at the department store saw that they were wearing police uniforms and thought they were security guards, so she asked them to patrol somewhere else.

"Where are we going?"

Yuan Yuzi was quite upset. The last time she and her mother went shopping in a department store in Hokkaido, the salesgirls always greeted them with a smile, and the general manager of the store even went out to greet them personally... When did this society become as mercenary as Fushimi-kun? Or is it only the waiters in Tokyo shopping malls who like to look down on people?

"Let me take you, a poor fellow, to see the world." Fushimi Shika said casually.

"Are you planning to be lazy again? Half of the day has passed and we still haven't found anything!" Yuan Yuzi protested.

"It takes time to sharpen your knife. We are going to have dinner with the murderer tonight. How can we not make some preparations? Contacting the suspect is also part of the investigation."

Fushimi Shika started to argue again: "The interrogation classes in school are all dead knowledge. I'm teaching you how to apply what you've learned."

Yuan Yuzi felt that this made some sense, but it seemed like something was wrong.

Wasn't Fushimi-kun in the same class as her? Where did he get all the practical experience? Interrogation skills generally can't be practiced by oneself, right?

Speaking of which, when interrogating Mrs. Kamei before, she felt a little strange. It seemed that Fushimi-kun was very familiar with the interrogation process...

The hair on Yuan Yuzi's head stood up again. She squinted her eyes and stared at Fushimi Lu's back, thinking that Fushimi-kun really had a secret! He still had the habit of looking at other people's heads, but it became much more obscure. He must be hiding his sight because he felt guilty!

The two walked into the members-only elevator one after the other. The receptionist helped press the floor button. The elevator slowly rose, and Fushimi Kaka smelled the scent of jasmine.

After a moment, the elevator door opened.

Behind the door is a U-shaped corridor. Although it is a Chinese restaurant, the decoration is Japanese style, without rockery and running water, quite wabi-sabi, and the sound of pipa can be heard faintly. The receptionist in a light and elegant moon-white cheongsam came forward and asked Fushimi Shika if he had a reservation. He reported Zhao Chunshu's name.

The latter checked the reservation form, confirmed it was correct, and asked if they wanted to eat in advance. Fushimi Shika waved his hand and said no, he just came to take a look at the environment and ask if their boss was there.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhao is usually not here..."

The receptionist stopped talking, tilted her head slightly, covered her earphone, and remained silent for a moment. When she turned back, she was already wearing a business smile. Before Fushimi Shika could react, a burst of dense footsteps sounded, and waiters in Tang suits filed out and stood in two rows on the left and right. The one leading the way was Zhao Chunshu himself. He walked forward with a smile, and the receptionist and the waiter bowed together, welcoming Miss Tamako to dinner in unison.

"Long time no see, Ms. Tamako. Today, a batch of king crabs were airlifted from Okhotsk. If you are interested, Ms. Tamako can try the chef's new dish, king crab meat and eel curry rice..."

When Zhao Chunshu said this, he didn't look like a high-ranking Inagawa-kai gangster at all. Instead, he looked like a small manager of a hotel, with a philistine and ingratiating smile on his face.

Fushimi Kashin said what the hell is this king crab meat eel curry rice? Isn't this a Chinese restaurant? So Minamoto Tamako loves eel and curry, so you just changed the menu?
Besides, isn't Gen Tamaki a native of Hokkaido? Hasn't she never been to Tokyo? Why does she look like a regular visitor?

Yuan Yuzi herself was also surprised. She didn't expect Uncle Zhao to open a branch in Tokyo.

Mom works at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, while she has been living with her grandfather in Hokkaido. There are various reasons why the mother and daughter have been separated for many years.

Mama often goes back to Hokkaido to visit her, since it only takes one or two hours by plane. When she has a long vacation or a business trip, Mama will try to come back to be with her...but most of the time, Mama breaks her promise, for example, she didn't attend her high school graduation ceremony.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zhao Chunshu led Yuan Yuzi into the box, and Fushimi Lu followed behind like a passerby.

The decoration of the box is like that of a Chinese restaurant, with an octagonal table in the middle, surrounded by landscape screens on both sides, and a few palace lanterns hanging on the ceiling.

The three of them sat down, and Zhao Chunshu asked if the old man was doing well recently. When this was mentioned, Yuan Yuzi's eyebrows drooped, and the hair on her head was listless. She put her hands on the table like an elementary school student, sighed and said, "I haven't seen him since I went to college..."

Seeing her expression, Zhao Chunshu realized that he had asked the wrong question. But since the topic had already been brought up, he could only bite the bullet and continue to ask what was going on.

Fushimi Shika couldn't get a word in, so he sat aside and eavesdropped.

The story is not complicated. After Gen Tamako went to college, she lived in the school dormitory. Her grandfather lived alone at home and couldn't stay idle. He always liked to go out and find things to do. Kujo Yui brought her grandfather back to Tokyo, firstly to take care of the old man, and secondly to give him something to do.

As a result, before Gen Tamako graduated, bad news came from Tokyo that her grandfather was missing, neither alive nor dead... Kujo Yui was furious, and the Metropolitan Police Department swept the streets like mad dogs, but they still couldn't find any trace of the old man. To date, there is still no news about the old man.

Fushimi Shika suddenly realized that when Yutaka was paying tribute to Kawai, she had asked him: "What is my real purpose of becoming a policeman? This is a secret that only Kawai knows." Now that he thinks about it, it should be to find the missing grandfather, right?

Zhao Chunshu expressed his regret for Miss Yuzi's experience. He subtly changed the subject and talked about the interesting things about the old man's flower farming. This made Yuan Yuzi's mood turn from gloomy to cheerful.

"By the way, Fushimi-kun, how did you get to know Uncle Zhao?" Gen Yuzi turned around and asked.

Fushimi Lugui started talking nonsense, saying that he met him at the securities exchange when he was trading stocks. They hit it off immediately and had a very pleasant chat.

Zhao Chunshu said in non-standard Japanese "Ha Yi Ha Yi" and nodded repeatedly. His impression of Fushimi Shika changed greatly. He didn't expect that this guy could hook up with the daughter of the Metropolitan Superintendent, and directly avoided the detour of three generations.

If he remembered correctly, the direct descendants of the Kujo family had no sons. Counting back two generations, almost all the male descendants had died. By the time it came to Kujo Yui's generation, there was only one direct descendant daughter, and she would definitely marry a son-in-law in the future. This kid had a promising future...

The chat lasted four or five hours. When it was almost seven o'clock, Zhao Chunshu took the initiative to say goodbye, saying that he could be called at any time if he had any instructions.

Fushimi Shika didn't hesitate to talk to him, saying that he wanted to lend him a few 'cleaners'. The fiercer they looked, the better. They were responsible for helping to carry the dishes and keep up the occasion. Afterwards, they might even help clean up the 'garbage'...

"no problem."

Zhao Chunshu smiled and nodded: "Please rest assured, they are all professionals."

(End of this chapter)