Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 136: The picture shows the dagger
Fushimi Shika observed the reactions of the two people. Without waiting for anyone else to speak, he laughed and said, "It's just a joke! Why are you so serious? Just to liven up the atmosphere."

The others couldn't laugh. Yuan Yuzi's face turned pale. She then realized that the fragrant meat was actually dog ​​meat... Such cute dogs, obedient and lively. Some dogs serve as police dogs and guide dogs. She actually ate human beings' good friends!
But it tastes really good...

This complex feeling of sadness and deliciousness cannot be described in words. Yuan Yuzi mourned for the dog in the hot pot for three seconds, and inexplicably felt a strong sense of guilt.

Takusai Kazama and Yuryo Kamei were focused on something different from hers. They picked up their chopsticks and took a bite, and guessed what kind of meat it was - for people like them, it didn't matter whether it was dog meat or not, as long as it tasted good.

"Come on, come on, have a drink."

Fushimi Shika raised his glass, and the others followed suit. "We're just chatting, don't be so serious. I heard that this is a meat dog specially raised by the restaurant. Eating it can nourish the kidneys and yang, warm the stomach and strengthen the spleen..."

Everyone drank it all in one gulp, and the atmosphere eased a little. Yuan Yuzi's face was serious, with a half circle of milk stains on her upper lip.

Fengjian Takusai put down his wine glass and pursed his lips. He picked up his chopsticks and asked, "Why did Fushimi-kun suddenly want to come to the Chinese restaurant to eat dog meat?"

"Don't look at me like this. I actually have a deep understanding of Chinese culture." Fushimi Shika also put down his wine glass. Generally speaking, after clinking glasses, it's time to brag.

"Oh? I'm interested too," Kamei Youliang said, leaning forward slightly, "Can Fushimi-kun speak Chinese?"

"know a little."

Fushimi Shika cleared his throat, rested his elbows on the table, and said, "There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'If you break the thumb, you will cry; if you bite the hand, you will cry.' It comes from Zhuangzi Pianmu."

"Eh..." Gen Tamako stretched out her tone. She thought Fushimi-kun was only interested in cases and laws, but she didn't expect that Fushimi-kun was secretly learning Chinese and reading ancient books behind her back.

We agreed to work hard together, why did you study secretly behind my back?
Yuan Yuzi was dissatisfied, but she didn't say much. Instead, she asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

"Don't worry, there is more to this," Fushimi Shika paused and looked at Kamei Youliang: "The two may be more than the number or less than the number, which is the same as worrying about the same thing."

Kamei Yuryo smiled and said, "Fushimi-kun's pronunciation is very standard."

Fengjian Takusai glanced at him and asked, "Do you understand?"

Kamei Youliang said calmly: "If the original text is translated, it means 'Moreover, if you cut off the connected toes, they will cry; if you bite off the divergent fingers, they will wail. In these two situations, some have more than the normal number of fingers, and some have less than the normal number of fingers, but the worries they bring are the same'..."

After that, he explained: "I am very interested in folk customs in various places, so I know a little bit about them."

"Since you have common topics, you should be able to chat easily." When Kazama Takusai said this, he meant something.

"Don't say that. Let's talk about anything together." Fushimi Shika kept smiling.

"I am not the same kind of person as you." Fengjian Takusai poured himself a drink and let out a long, low sigh as the strong liquor went down his throat.

"Eh, isn't it?" Kamei Youliang leaned back and sighed, "What a pity, I have always regarded Mr. Takusai as a close friend."

"Is that so? I share the same hobby as Senior Kazama," Fushimi Shika used a spoon to help Takusa Kazama scoop a piece of dog meat, "We all have the same taste and both like to eat dog meat, isn't that great? Why are you disliking each other?"

Fengjian Takusai slapped the table. The quality of the Eight Immortals Table was so good that his palms went numb. He kept a straight face and borrowed Fushimi Shika's previous words and said, "Let's put it in order."

Everyone had different looks. Yuan Yuzi looked around, totally unable to understand what they were talking about. "Alright, let's get this one thing to one," Kamei Youliang turned around and asked with a smile, "Actually, I wanted to ask when I came in, how did Mr. Takusai and Mr. Fushimi know each other?"

"Ah, that's a long story." Fushimi Shika helped him pour the wine, and the latter quickly picked up the wine glass with both hands, like a junior listening to the teachings of a senior.

"Yeah, it's a long story," Kazama Takusai turned around and asked Gen Tamako, "Right? It's really complicated to explain."

Yuan Yuzi was listening attentively, but she didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn to herself. She couldn't catch it, and subconsciously said: "Uh, yes, it was because of the heavenly punishment case at that time..."

"Ahem!" Fushimi Shika coughed and interrupted Yuan Yuzi. The latter wanted to continue, but Fushimi Shika had already changed the subject: "Let's talk about the falling case first. This is what happened. Yuan Yuzi and I have seen the dog before, but now the dog is gone. What do you think happened?"

Kamei Youliang shrugged: "I don't know, and I don't quite understand why Fushimi-kun is obsessed with a pet dog... Does Marujiro have anything to do with my father falling from the building?"

Fushimi Shika pretended to be chatting with a colleague about serious matters and said, "We suspect that someone stole Marujiro and induced Riko to kill Kamei Yuta."

"It sounds bizarre, how is it possible?" Kamei Youliang asked, holding peanuts, "Even if there really was such a pet dog, how did the murderer determine that my mother would push my father down the stairs after the pet dog disappeared?"

When talking about professional fields involving reasoning, Yuan Yuzi's hair stood up, and she interrupted and said, "It is actually possible to do it."

The three turned to look at Yuan Yuzi, who explained seriously, "Mrs. Kamei has a habit of using a video camera to record her dog. On the day of the incident, in the video she recorded, she said, 'I heard it, it was Marujiro's cry,' and then she ran out of the house."

"If the murderer stole the dog and did not go far, but used the dog's barking to lure Mrs. Kamei to the rooftop and threatened the victim with the dog's life... Mrs. Kamei, in a state of emotional excitement, may have pushed her husband off the stairs with her own hands."

As she spoke, Gen Yuzi realized that something was wrong.

——In this case, how should the court rule?

Before she could think about it, Fushimi Shika continued, "To sum up, the dog is now the key evidence."

"I see, but my family hasn't had a dog in the past six months." Kamei Youliang said the same thing.

Yuan Yuzi couldn't help but say, "But I clearly saw Mrs. Kamei walking the dog that night..."

"That doesn't mean the dog is mine, does it? Maybe my mother was walking the neighbor's dog, or maybe it was a stray dog ​​begging for food on the street."

Kamei Youliang's real intentions were exposed: "Even if Officer Tamako's reasoning is valid, how should I prosecute the murderer? Theft? But the pet dog no longer exists in legal terms. How can I accuse the murderer of stealing something that doesn't exist? Or murder? Stealing a dog doesn't constitute murder, right?"

Yuan Yuzi turned her head and looked at Fushimi Shika, thinking, isn't this your area of ​​expertise? Please explain it to me quickly.

Fushimi Shikako smiled with a smile on his face. He moved the bottle away, looked at Kamei Youliang, and actually nodded and said, "That's true, so I didn't want to check it in the first place."

"Eh?" Yuan Yuzi's eyes widened: "Can't we let Mrs. Kamei identify the murderer?"

"what!"

Fushimi Shika gave a dry laugh, as if he had heard a joke.

(End of this chapter)