Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 180 Negative Teaching Material
Thunder roared, dark clouds overturned the sea and the plains. The locomotive accelerated and dived towards the U-shaped track. Fushimi Shika stood at the door, turned around, and met the eyes of Fengjian Chihiro who was writing the ghostwriting.

"So Fushimi-kun is the type who would sacrifice himself for justice?" Kazama Chihiro rested her hands on her sword, her lower body leaning against the control console. "Old trains don't have circuit boxes, let alone manuals... Now that the brakes are broken, we can only wait to die together."

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Fushimi Shika pulled out a pistol from his waist, removed the safety and loaded the gun in an orderly manner: "How could I die for such a boring reason... There is only one reason why I stayed."

"Oh, is it for me?" Chihiro Kazama covered her mouth with one hand, looking surprised and flattered.

"Yes." Fushimi Shika admitted.

"Then how did you survive?" Fengjian Qianji was very curious.

"I'll carry your body and jump out of the car, using my flesh as a cushion to withstand the first impact. I'll keep my hands and head in my hands and knees bent. At most my hands and feet will be broken, but I won't die."

Hearing this, Feng Jian Qian Ji tightened her grip on her knife. The atmosphere that had just relaxed suddenly became tense. She grinned and said, "Good idea, why didn't I think of it..."

"You'll die if you jump out of the car. How can you swing a knife with broken arms and legs? The gang members who catch up with you will chop you into a paste. Maybe some perverts will do something weird while you're hot."

As he spoke, Fushimi Shika put his other hand into his pocket.

"It's better than sitting and waiting to die." Fengjian Qianji slowly raised her sword and observed Fushimi Shika's flaws. She was not sure whether Fushimi Shika's spearmanship was good or not, and her calf was injured, so she didn't dare to attack rashly.

"This is the difference between you and me." said Fushimi Shika.

"What do you mean?"

"In fact, I have been observing you. To me, you are a very special specimen," Fushimi Shika paced slowly, with a thoughtful look on his face, but he never moved his gun away. "People who know me know that I have a little hobby, which is to read files, read cases, and watch the fun... In fact, I have been looking for someone like you."

"I know you are also imitating me, observing me, and investigating me. It doesn't matter, because your existence itself is the ladder for me to seek the truth."

"Why is a person evil, why does he kill, why does he commit crimes, why does he pursue justice, and why does he pursue depravity? Where exactly is the limit of the law? Can the justice of criminals be called justice? What is the difference between natural morality and legal morality? I can't figure out the path I should take. I cross the river by feeling the stones at every step, and occasionally I act on impulse."

"In fact, I used to be a lawyer, and I've only been a murderer for a short year. There are many things I haven't figured out yet... I'm just a "beginner" like Yuan Yuzi."

"Thank you for giving me a very vivid negative example, which allowed me to surpass her a little bit."

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Feng Jian Qian Ji clenched the hilt of the knife and said sarcastically: "So you are going to punish me now, Mr. "Heavenly Punishment"? "

"That's right." Fushimi Lu took out an hourglass from his pocket and placed it upside down by the window: "Time is limited. I'll give you two minutes to defend yourself."

"How ridiculous! What rights do you have to judge me? Aren't we doing the same thing?" Fengjian Qianji stood up straight and took a stance: "It's both 'justice', what's the difference between your justice and mine?"

"First of all," Fushimi Shika raised a finger, "justice is subjective, and trial itself is a kind of arrogant violence. You have your justice, I have mine, so whose justice is the real justice? Therefore, the law is necessary to exist. It is a code of order established by the public. Citizens transfer part of their rights to the state collective - universal justice is the real justice."

"You haven't achieved universal justice either," said Chihiro Kazama.

"That's right, but as I said just now, trial itself is a kind of arrogant violence. Whoever is stronger is qualified to judge - if you can kill me, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, there is nothing to say."

Fushimi Shika paused, then continued, "But do you really have a path of your own? Are you really fighting to uphold justice?"

"Judging by actions, not by heart." Fengjian Qianji still said the same thing.

"Why don't I show you a clear way?"

Fushimi Shika spoke faster: "Cesar Lombroso once proposed the theory of 'born criminals' in his book 'Essays on the Criminal'. Lombroso believed that 'born criminals' are barbarians who have reverted to primitive stereotypes and reproduced the characteristics of their lost ancestors in modern civilized society. They are anthropological variants and a phenomenon of atavism."

"—born criminals are essentially apes living among us."

This sentence was like a knife, peeling off Feng Jian Qianji's skin. Even at such a critical moment, she couldn't help but be stunned. No one doesn't want to figure out "who I am", and she is no exception.

She kept saying that she was not sick, but she could still feel that she was out of tune with this society.

"Since then, there has been constant controversy in the academic community. To this day, whether or not a 'criminal gene' exists is still an unproven and undisputed issue. Most researchers agree that 'criminal behavior is a comprehensive result of physiology, society, and psychology.' Although the proportion of physiological factors is relatively small, it still exists."

Fushimi Shika raised his second finger: "You were born with violence in your blood. This is a remnant of the evolution of the tribe in ancient times. Some people were responsible for guarding, some were responsible for raising offspring, and naturally some were responsible for hunting and fighting."

"It's not shameful to have a strong desire for violence in your heart. You can be a boxer, you can participate in unlimited mixed martial arts, or even be a mercenary. There is too much "reasonable violence" in this world... You don't have to hide it and play house with others with wooden swords in the kendo hall."

"But it's too late to say anything now. People always have to pay the price for the choices they make. Even if your choices are not made out of 'free will', even if your family and social environment have had an irreversible impact on you - even if you are a scumbag, you can still enjoy the most basic human rights. But once you cross that red line, you lose your qualification to be a human being."

"I don't care if you kill the Yakuza, or hunt those guilty people, or even if you want to chop off my head, because I am not a good person myself. As for Takusai Kazama, he deserves it. He has to bear the consequences of his own actions. So, I have always turned a blind eye."

"I have my own principles in my heart and I don't need others to judge me."

"Now, you have thirty seconds to defend yourself in the murder of Gen Naoro."

(End of this chapter)