Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 162: Impeccable
More than a month ago, after Kamei Yuryo was beheaded, Kazama Takusai was still in a coma.

Chihime Kazama wrapped her father's elbows with a cloth strip and plunged his forearms into the snow to cool them. She waited until his skin turned blue and purple before cutting off his forearms with a knife.

Then, she smashed the interior of the police car, making the scene a mess and creating the illusion of a fierce fight.

The method was not very sophisticated, but it was indeed very effective when the motive was unclear. The detectives of the Investigation Division were misled and thought that it was the thugs from the Heavenly Punishment Group who attacked Takusai Kazama, causing him to lose an arm in the melee... Maybe he was already dead.

In this way, Takusai Kazama's suspicion was barely cleared.

Why is it 'barely'?

Because Takusai Kazama is still alive, and as long as he is alive he is a suspect.

He was lucky enough. Although Chihiro Kazama took many measures to stop the bleeding, reality was not an American blockbuster where one could continue to fight with broken arms and legs. He almost died from excessive blood loss. Afterwards, Chihiro Kazama transfused him with her own blood, which allowed him to recover.

After more than a month of "recuperation", Takusa Kazama's wound had healed initially, a scab had formed on the surface of the broken arm, and the bleeding and exudation had stopped.

It was obvious that Qianji was very good at treating lacerations. Every time she changed the dressing, she would tear off the gauze with tweezers and evenly and carefully apply the disinfectant solution on the cut, not caring about Fengjian Takusai's cold words.

During her recovery, Chihiro Kazama repeatedly asked about the true identity of the "Heavenly Punishment" murderer, trying to find out from her father who the mysterious person who called at the critical moment was.

And Takusai Kazama has claimed more than once that the so-called "God's punishment murderer" does not exist at all, and the Sugamo Apartment Massacre case has been closed. The murderer is Nagashima Tsuyoshi, who committed suicide after the murder... Even if we continue to investigate, there is no point. The truth is most likely that the gang is organizing to silence witnesses.

But Fengjian Qianji didn't believe it.

She inherited both her parents' shortcomings and their strengths - she has the same excellent physical fitness as her mother and the same sharp intuition as her father.

Even if Takusai Kazama refused to tell the truth, she did not intend to torture him violently because that was not a just act.

That's right, she only does the 'right' things in the secular sense.

There was no heating in the warehouse, it was as cold as an ice cellar, and the cold air was surging in the light column. Fengjian Qianji walked to her father, squatted on the ground, opened the plastic bag, pried open the can, and said, "Today I bought your favorite canned saury..."

As she spoke, she placed the flashlight upright and displayed the other cans one by one: "There are also canned boiled red beans, canned tamagoyaki, canned mandarin oranges, canned mackerel... How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"When can you let me go?" Kazama Takusai asked back.

"When you tell me who 'he' is, I will let you go."

Without waiting for her father to refute, Feng Jian Qian Ji said to herself: "From a sentimental point of view, you are my father, I cannot put you in an unjust position, and cutting off your arm is a helpless act; from a logical point of view, the "heavenly punishment" has caused disorder in the order, I cannot sit idly by, and killing him is the righteousness of the country."

"hypocritical!"

Fengjian Takusai said hoarsely: "Aren't you the one who killed people under the guise of heaven's punishment?"

"It's no longer called Heaven's Punishment, it's called Heaven's Punishment now." Feng Jian Qianji said with a smile: "It's quite second-year, isn't it? Actually, I don't care about this name."

"Isn't this hypocritical?" asked Takusai Kazama.

"Can this be considered hypocrisy?" Fengjian Qianji asked back: "If I follow this principle throughout my life, isn't it a kind of justice? I'm just doing the right thing..." The last sentence hurt Fengjian Takusai's heart. He growled: "Stop pretending! Is cutting off someone's arm also the 'right' thing to do?"

"If you are dissatisfied with this, I will cut off my left arm as an apology," said Chihiro Kazama.

Fengjian Takusai choked, he paused, and his tone became more urgent: "And that guard, should he die too? Did he deserve it too?"

"This is a necessary sacrifice for the greater good."

Fengjian Qianji put the can on the ground, raised two fingers and said, "If a boy and a girl are tied to the left track of a tram, and an old man is tied to the right track, and the tram is speeding to the left, and there is a wrench in front of you to change the track, will you pull it or not? As the girl tied to the left, what's wrong with me choosing to pull down the wrench?"

"You are speaking sophistry!" The chains on Takusa Kazama's body rattled.

"Aren't you also an accomplice?" Fengjian Qianji asked: "If you are dissatisfied with this, why don't you arrest us?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands: "Aren't you a criminal police officer? You should have tortured me in the first place. You have remained silent for so many years, why are you turning back to accuse me now?"

These words were like a needle that punctured a balloon. The anger in Fengjian Takusai's chest was deflated, he slumped down, and whispered: "I just want to give you a chance to reform yourself..."

"I did the right thing. I don't need to reform." Fengjian Qianji took out the medicine box, knelt down, held her father's broken arm, and gently helped change the medicine: "You are the one who is wrong."

"..."

Takusa Kazama had thousands of words in his throat, but he couldn't utter them.

If it was Fushimi Shika who said this, he would have asked the other party to cut off his arm as an apology without hesitation, and he would also be able to send Fushimi Shika to prison without a trace of mercy... But now, the person sitting in front of him was his daughter.

He looked at Fengjian Qianji's profile, who was carefully changing the dressing. Like all daughters who love their fathers, she was gentle, and after changing the dressing, she helped her father put on his jacket.

"I'm sorry I can't stay long. I'll come back to see you in two days."

Fengjian Qianji stood up and patted the dust off her knees: "Before you leave, do you have anything else to say to me? Do you need my help to buy anything?"

"Give up on that idea." said Takusai Kazama.

He didn't want Chihiro Kazama to come into contact with Fushimi Shika. Firstly, it was for safety reasons, not because of Fushimi Shika's safety; secondly, he was worried that she would be influenced by Fushimi Shika and her personality would become more paranoid and distorted.

Although she is already twisted enough, before people get tanned, they always think that their skin can't get any darker - the fact is that the abyss of depravity will never end.

"Although you are unwilling to reveal his identity, I still found out some clues."

Chihime Kazama supported her face with her index finger, tilted her head and looked thoughtful: "Today I visited Fushimi-kun and asked him what kind of person the murderer who carried out the heavenly punishment was... He replied, 'a thug who judged for the sake of judging.'"

"so what?"

"So how can he be sure that the murderer who carried out the heavenly punishment was a man? I asked Kare (him), but Fushimi-kun didn't object."

(End of this chapter)