Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 17 Heavy rain is coming
"Sunny on July 7th"

A small accident happened today and I feel very complicated.

When we went on a date to the cinema in the afternoon, my boyfriend suddenly tried to kiss me, which was really disgusting.

"July 7, cloudy"

It's nice to go shopping and walk occasionally.

"Sunny on July 7th"

My ankles were rubbed raw by high heels, and I had to apply medicine. I feel that feet are much more delicate than hands, and if you don't take good care of them, you will get calluses.

"Rain on July 7th"

It's raining and I can't go out. It's a boring day.

……

In the empty classroom, two people sat in their seats.

Yuan Yuzi widened her eyes and read the diary page from beginning to end, but did not see any records related to the crime.

Fushimi Shika opened the window and let the late spring breeze blow in, rustling the pages of the book on the desk.

At this moment, he really wanted to have a cigarette, which was an old habit of his in his previous life.

Last night, when he returned to the playground, he saw Kawai tied to the flagpole. He was wet all over, like a poor drowned dog.

He walked over and chatted with Kawai for a few words.

The latter warned Fushimi Shika that Instructor Sakurai was watching nearby and trying to use her to lure out her accomplices.

Fushimi Shika said he didn't care. He had already been targeted and too many lice wouldn't itch, and too many debts wouldn't worry.

Instructor Sakurai would most likely not fire him. You could tell with your ass that Instructor Sakurai would definitely find something against him to threaten him into submission and then give him a good beating.

Taking advantage of the night, Kawai signaled Fushimi Shika to take the page of the diary hidden in the underwear.

Although it had been soaked in water, the writing was still clearly visible after it dried.

As it turned out, Fushimi Shika's guess was right, and the Academic Affairs Office did not talk to him the next day. Instructor Sakurai suppressed the matter and only expelled Nagano Kawai.

Now, after reading the diary, Yuan Yuzi asked blankly: "What...what can this reveal?"

Fushimi Shika was thinking about whether to take the Mist Inhaler as a Junjie. When he heard her question, he turned around and replied:

"There is nothing to be seen. Even if we can infer that she committed a crime that day, we cannot present it as evidence to the judge."

"How could this be... Then, wouldn't Kawai's sacrifice have been in vain..."

Yuan Yuzi lowered her head dejectedly and was about to cry again.

Fushimi Shika suddenly asked, "Why do you think Kawai specifically tore off this page of the diary?"

"Could it be that... this page of the diary has some hidden value, but we haven't discovered it yet?" Yuan Yuzi immediately lowered her head, opened her eyes wide, and read every word, fearing that she would miss any clues.

"Didn't I just say that? Even if you can infer a crime from it, you can't submit it as evidence. The case is basically untraceable."

Fushimi Shika paused, then changed the subject: "However, this page does have other hidden clues."

He had a vague guess in his mind, but it still needed to be verified.

"What? Why didn't I see that?" Yuan Yuzi wanted to stick the diary against her face, trying to find the flaws in it.

She studied it for a long time, looking at it from all angles, but couldn't figure it out.

Gen Tamako was about to ask something, but when she turned around, she found that Fushimi Shika had disappeared.

She hurried out of the classroom and saw Fushimi Shika's back. The latter was about to go downstairs, and no one knew where he was going.

"Hey! Why did you leave without saying a word?"

Gen Yuzi carefully put away the diary and trotted after him. Fushimi Shika said without even turning back, "I'm going to investigate something..."

"I want to go too!" Yuan Yuzi interrupted.

"You won't understand even if you go... Never mind, just follow me if you want."

Fushimi Kazumi Gentamako's cheeks puffed up, and seeing that she was really getting angry, he had to back off.

"Yoshi!"

Yuan Yuzi clenched her fists and encouraged herself.

Come on, Okja! You are carrying the hopes of your friends, the souls of the victims, and the mission of justice. You must not give up! You must work harder!
She regrouped and regained her former vitality, constantly pestering Fushimi Shika, asking him what the mystery behind that page of the diary was.

"I'm not deliberately keeping you in suspense, it's just that it's inconvenient to tell you," Fushimi Lu turned into a riddle teller and said, "You have to find this clue yourself. I can't help you."

Yuan Yuzi was relentless: "What? Why is it inconvenient to tell me? Aren't we partners? Tell me..."

Fushimi Shika ignored him and quickly walked downstairs and through the side courtyard.

The sky was gray and the school was dark. The air was humid and hot with the warmth of a warm air mass. The spring-to-summer rainstorm was coming.

The two walked into the teaching building, and Fushimi Shika found Ishizuka Kazuo, who was ignored as usual. He was eating his lunch box alone in the office.

"Excuse me," Fushimi Shika pulled over a chair and sat down in front of Ishizuka Kazuo. "Would it be convenient for me to take five minutes of your time?"

"Uh, why don't you wait until I finish my meal..."

Before Ishizuka Kazuo finished speaking, Fushimi Shika asked, "Excuse me, how did your daughter die?"

"Uh, didn't I tell you? Hit-and-run..."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" asked Fushimi Shika.

Ishizuka Kazuo was startled and hesitated for a second: "I see."

"Are you sure that it was Instructor Sakurai who hit her to death with his car?" Fushimi Shika asked again.

"Sure." Ishizuka Kazuo replied.

"Can you describe the situation at that time?" Fushimi Shika stared into his eyes, crossed his fingers, and spun his thumbs in circles.

Yuan Yuzi felt that this request was a bit cruel. Asking a father to recall and describe the scene of his daughter being hit and killed would inevitably cause him secondary trauma.

But in order to find out the truth and to redress the victims' injustice, these sacrifices are worth it!
Her face was tense and she was fully focused. She took out a pad and a ballpoint pen from her pocket, ready to write down all of Ishizuka Kazuo's testimony.

"At the time, my daughter and I were walking on the side of the street, preparing to cross the road. I am sure that the traffic light was green at the time."

"Because I was holding the food, I didn't hold my daughter's hand. At that time, I was in a hurry to go home and didn't notice that my daughter fell behind by a few steps."

"Then a red car came barreling down and knocked my daughter to the ground. Blood splattered on the zebra crossing and my mind went blank."

"Before I could react, the car started to reverse and ran over my daughter repeatedly until she died, then it sped away."

"I was too nervous and too excited to think clearly. My eyes were fixed on my daughter's body and I had no energy to remember the license plate number... When the police asked about it afterwards, I was powerless."

"I only saw the driver's face. She rolled down the window and looked at my daughter's body... But the police couldn't identify the suspect based on the face in their memory."

"You all know what happened next."

Kazuo Ishizuka spoke calmly as he recounted the past events. While he was telling the story, he even stirred the natto in the lunch box and poured it over the white rice.

Yuan Yuzi wrote furiously, his chest filled with anger, thinking that this was not a hit-and-run, this was clearly intentional homicide!
In order to evade the legal responsibility for injuring someone, he actually repeatedly ran over the victim - such evil behavior cannot be forgiven!

"One last question," Fushimi Shika paused while spinning his thumbs, "How did you deal with your daughter's body?"

Ishizuka Kazuo's hand froze as he picked up the chopsticks. He turned his head and adjusted his glasses, as if he was re-examining the young student.

"It was sent to the temple and buried," he said.

(End of this chapter)