Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 161 I hope you will change your mind

Real social mavericks are good at pretending to be confused.

Five seconds later, Kazama Chihiro gave a formulaic answer: "Is that so? I don't remember... but I have always used my right hand, how strange."

Making excuses at a time like this will only make things worse.

In the final analysis, humans are emotional animals. Just like playing Werewolf, a high-level prophet can plan everything and kill the werewolves one by one, but as long as the werewolves pretend to be villagers and cry and say they are good people, there will always be a few fools who believe them... The most important thing in communication is not what is said, but the attitude in which it is said.

For a few seconds, even someone as smart as Yuan Yuzi wondered if she was being too suspicious.

Disguising your dominant hand is not something that can be done overnight, unless Fengjian Qianji has been disguising since she was a child, and there was no Tianfa Group at that time! Just ask the people around her, such as the brothers and sisters in the dojo, and the truth will be revealed.

Moreover, the suspect may have deliberately held the knife in his left hand in order to confuse the police and mislead the police's investigation. It is too arbitrary to identify the suspect based on his dominant hand alone.

After all, Kazama Chihiro has a perfect alibi. She is also the daughter of Kazama-senpai. How could she commit such a heinous crime of murder?

But what if?
Yuan Yuzi couldn't help but think, what if Sister Qianji's alibi is false? Just like Kamei Yuryo, as long as we investigate in depth, we will find the flaws...

Wasn't there a collective crime at Sugamo Apartment before? What if all those who testified for Chihime-sister were members of the Heavenly Punishment Team?

The more Yuan Yuzi thought about it, the more nervous she became. Her little eyebrows furrowed. She didn't know whether to stand or sit, and she didn't even dare to look at Fengjian Qianji. Instead, she felt like a guilty thief.

Although she had suspicions, she had no solid evidence and could not go out to investigate, which made her feel very passive.

Really, it's all Fushimi-kun's fault! If Fushimi-kun had revealed a little more details of the case, she wouldn't have to stare at the newspaper and make blind guesses every day!
Thinking of this, Gen Yuzi glared at Fushimi Shika, trying to convey her dissatisfaction with her thoughts and express her desire to solve the case. The latter understood and blinked, indicating that he understood what she meant, and spoke to defend Fengjian Chihime: "Well, it is indeed possible that I remembered it wrong."

I don't mean for you to smooth things over!!!
Yuan Yuzi wanted to bite his ear, roar like a lion, and pour her thoughts into his brain.

The words were already spoken, and Fengjian Qianji nodded in agreement. The two began to flirt with each other in front of Yuan Yuzi again...

As usual, Fengjian Qianji took the lead in launching the offensive. She shook her hands and said, "Hate it, how could you remember such an important thing wrong?" Fushimi Shika replied, "Maybe it's because Sister Qianji is too charming. Youliang must have loved you very much when he was alive." Hearing this, Fengjian Qianji showed a sad expression and said how kind Kamei Youliang was when he was alive. She looked so pitiful. If Genyuko was a man, he should have gone up to her and hugged her to comfort her...

Seeing that they were talking more and more seriously, Yuan Yuzi couldn't sit still anymore.

She quietly turned the teacup on the tea table, which means to see the guest off in the tea ceremony. But Fushimi Shika and Kazama Chihiro may not have learned the tea ceremony, or they pretended not to see it. In any case, her little action was ignored.

In desperation, Yuan Yuzi could only slap his forehead in a very exaggerated manner and said loudly: "Oh! How could I forget such an important thing!"

The two of them were interrupted in their conversation, their attention drawn to them. They turned their heads at the same time, wanting to see what she was doing. Yuan Yuzi continued, "Fushimi-kun, according to custom, you should soak your feet at this time, right?"

Fushimi Luxin asked, "Why aren't you usually so active? Did this guy take the wrong medicine? Is there a magical poison in the cake that makes people stupid?"
Fengjian Qianji understood the meaning of the chord and knew that Yuan Yuzi wanted to see her off, so she stood up, bowed slightly, said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Fushimi Shika saw her out. Kazama Chihiro turned around, holding the cake tray in both hands, and asked in a low voice: "What does Fushimi-kun think of "Heavenly Punishment"? "

"It's an indisputable evil." said Fushimi Shika.

"What about the murderer who carried out the divine punishment? What kind of person do you think he is?" Fengjian Qianji asked again. "A thug who judged for the sake of judging." Fushimi Shika shrugged: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's just a casual chat. I'm also very interested in the case." After saying this, Chihiro Kazama bowed again, expressing her gratitude for the hospitality very politely.

The apartment door closed in front of her. She stood in the corridor for a moment before turning around and leaving.

After returning home, Chihime Kazama cleaned the used molds, bowls and chopsticks, and egg beater, and tidied the kitchen in tidy order.

She was the only one living in the huge two-bedroom apartment. Watanabe Shun moved out half a month ago after receiving his salary. He now lived in the narrowest single room at the end of the corridor downstairs, saying that he wanted to be able to reunite with his eldest brother as soon as he came back.

Chihime Kazama didn't mind the quietness either. She opened the refrigerator, took out a rice ball, went to the kitchen to make some side dishes and miso soup. After heating the rice ball in the microwave, she placed it on a tray together with the side dishes and miso soup. A simple set meal was ready.

She bent down, placed the tray at the door of the next room, and knocked, but naturally there was no response.

Chihime Kazama did not show any surprise. She took off her blue cardigan, put on a high-necked windbreaker, put on the hand-knitted red scarf given by Kamei Yuryo, and hurried out the door.

After going downstairs, she looked around to make sure no one was following her. Then she turned up her collar, walked into the block, passed through the busy shops, walked to the platform, took the tram, and headed to the "Secret Platform".

The so-called "secret stations" refer to train stations located in the mountains or plains, which are sparsely populated or difficult to reach. They are usually the favorites of mountaineers. They will exchange relevant information in social networks or offline groups, take trains randomly, and explore different secret station scenery, just like opening a blind box.

Chihime Kazama held the tram bracelet. As the tram passed one station after another, the carriage had fewer and fewer passengers, becoming extremely empty. Only some old grandfathers and grandmothers with mobility problems were left.

She found a seat in the corner and sat down, waiting until almost everyone got off the train before getting off at the deserted platform.

But this was not her real destination, she walked two more stops along the track, and there were many traces of the Edo period around her. When she passed by several convenience stores, she bought several cans and bottles of mineral water in batches.

From the east side of the station, heading north to Minami-Senju, Kanasugi Street is the route that the Shogun Go-nari-dori used to take soldiers to Nikko Toshogu Shrine during the Edo period. The Negishi-no-sato area is located outside the tram line, adjacent to Nippori.

The once glorious place is now in desolation.

Fengjian Qianji turned into the street alley, and at the end was an abandoned small shop with a shaky sign and blurred words. She pushed open a rusty iron door in the dark, turned on the flashlight, went straight to the underground warehouse, and used the key to open the iron chain on the warehouse door.

An obscure friction sound was heard, and the smell of corruption filled the air.

Chihime Kazama raised her flashlight and shone the beam towards the corner of the warehouse, where she saw a middle-aged man handcuffed to a metal pipe. He had a hunched back and messy hair that covered most of his face.

When he turned around and looked back, the hem of his left sleeve was empty.

"Father, I'm here to see you."

Fengjian Qianji smiled and said: "I hope you can change your mind tonight and tell me who called me at that time."

(End of this chapter)