Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 207 The Secret of Life
Kei Horie believed that Junko would not do such a thing, but when the principal took out those disgusting photos, he felt dizzy and his heart ached.

"She was obviously forced! Can't you see?! She's crying!!"

Kei Horie pointed at the photo and yelled at the principal. But the principal didn't care. Since the victim had damaged the school's reputation, he would expel the victim. He didn't want the matter to be reported to the police, so he advised Kei Horie to keep the peace and stop. At least he could get some compensation...

Kei Horie was so angry that he couldn't help but beat up the principal, turning the guy's head into a pig.

The principal called the police. Kei Horie was worried about Junko, so he simply went on the run and asked around for news about Junko.

According to her classmates, Junko has been bullied since she entered high school... It is said that the bully's father is an executive in the Aum Shinrikyo cult and is both rich and powerful. Junko has been silently enduring it in order to graduate from high school smoothly.

The classmate also said that the senior was already an adult and needed to bear criminal responsibility for the crime. She suggested that Kei Horie call the police and let the police handle the matter, and the court would definitely give a fair judgment.

Kei Horie agreed verbally.

The next day, he held a butterfly knife and waited for the senior on his way to school. In order to prevent any misunderstanding, before he took action, he asked the other party in a nice tone whether he knew a high school girl named Junko.

"Ah, her. You're late. If you want to find a JK girl, I have someone else here... That girl is so boring. No matter how you teach her, she won't learn. She always cries, which makes everyone lose interest... But if you like this style, I can help you contact her..."

Before the senior could finish his words, he was stabbed in the abdomen by Kei Horie.

Passersby screamed loudly and the senior student begged for mercy in fear, but Kei Horie did not stop. He stabbed again and again, fearing that the beast was not dead.

It was not until he heard sirens in the distance that he hastily dropped his weapon and ran into the alley.

Kei Horie was lucky. Toshima Ward was in urgent need of police force recently, and he escaped the police pursuit again.

Before he was arrested and imprisoned, Kei Horie called up his old friends and went to the gold shop to do some big business, making a lot of money. Then, he asked a professional detective to help find the person. The detective asked around and found out that Junko had also joined the sect.

Yes, it’s Aum Shinrikyo again.

Kei Horie pretended to be a believer and went to the shrine several times, but he never saw his mother and sister. He kept asking around, but this only aroused the suspicion of the cult.

In desperation, Kei Horie had to go into the tiger's den alone and join the sect to find the whereabouts of his mother and sister.

In his shallow dream, he replayed the painful memories: the rebelliousness in his student days, the confusion and ignorance when he first entered the society, the unbearable pain when his father died, the despair and anger when his mother betrayed him... At the moment when his family was broken, he could only force himself to stand up again and again, gritting his teeth and continuing to live.

……

"Do you want happiness?"

"Do you want inner peace?"

"Do you feel that you are living under great pressure and are extremely confused about your future life?"

……

Kei Horie opened his eyes, and the container was still dark, with the only light coming from the vents. He lost track of time, didn't know what time it was, and just felt dizzy.

There was a figure sitting on the bed opposite. It was him who was talking just now. Kei Horie had a deep impression of this man.

"Are you... talking to me?" Kei Horie's throat was a little dry.

"What else?" Fushimi Shika asked back, "Is there anyone else here?" Kei Horie has a natural aversion to all those weird people. Even if Fushimi Shika's tongue blooms a lotus, he will admire it in his heart, but his vigilance will become even stronger.

Never be brainwashed, never be assimilated.

This was the bottom line that Kei Horie set for himself before joining the church.

"I don't really want to talk about this." Horie Kei sat up, hugged his knees, and stared at Fushimi Shika's figure. He vaguely felt that the outline of the figure was emitting a strong aura.

"You have something on your mind," said Fushimi Shika.

Kei Horie had just talked in his sleep and woke him up. Fushimi Shika eavesdropped for a while and roughly figured out the reason why the young man joined the sect. He decided to hone his social skills and help Kei Horie a little.

"Aren't all the people who come back here unhappy with their lives?" said Kei Horie.

"I can help you." Fushimi Shika said straight to the point.

"You?" Kei Horie said without any sarcasm: "Aren't you also imprisoned here?"

"I'm not 'locked up' here, I choose to 'live' here, there is a difference between the two."

Without waiting for Kei Horie to refute, Fushimi Shika said to himself: "Do you want to know how to turn passivity into initiative and disadvantages into advantages? Do you want to know how to get rid of the difficulties in life?"

Of course Kei Horie wanted to, but he felt that Fushimi Shika would probably use empty words to argue again, so he didn't answer for a while.

Fushimi Shika didn't mind, and just assumed that he agreed, and took the initiative to speak:
"We usually judge strength by looking only at the 'hardware power' of both sides, such as weapons, numbers, equipment, resources, etc., but ignore the 'software power' of both sides - this software power is the spiritual power we practice and pursue."

"You may find this abstract, so let me give you a concrete example: eight unarmed men versus fifty fully armed men, who do you think is the weaker party?"

The container was silent for five or six seconds. Horie Kei felt a little uncomfortable and had to answer: "Of course it's those eight people."

Fushimi Shika then continued, "On the surface, that's true. But what if it's eight unarmed special forces versus 8 armed civilians?"

"This……"

Kei Horie couldn't say for sure. He had participated in riots before, so he knew the difference between guerrillas and regular troops. A regular mobile team was enough to suppress a riot march of 50 people.

"You also realize it, right? Only the combined strength of "hardware power" and "software power" is the real power. All cases of defeating the majority with the minority and the strong with the weak are based on the premise that the "comprehensive strength" is stronger than the enemy. "

"In this world, there is no such thing as the weak defeating the strong, only the strong defeating the weak. After all, how can a strong person who cannot even defeat the weak be called 'strong'? How can a weak person who can even defeat the strong be called 'weak'?"

"Now, you must be thinking, everyone knows this truth, but what's the point? You are not a special forces soldier, how can you win with a small number of people?"

"You are wrong. It is because of this kind of thinking that you are stuck in the quagmire of the world and are knocked down by reality again and again."

Fushimi Shika raised a finger and pointed it at his forehead: "Now I can show you the way, a broad road that will allow you to overcome all the difficulties in life."

Kei Horie swallowed subconsciously and felt his forehead going a little numb.

At the same time, Otomo Hayabusa, who was in charge of delivering breakfast, stood at the door and was reluctant to open it; the other believers trapped in the container were also listening attentively, they were very curious about the "secret of life" that Fushimi Shika was going to talk about next.

(End of this chapter)