Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 238 The Real Reverse Scale
Fushimi thought, no way? He can't be so unlucky, right? Isn't this guy only good at intuitive identification and memory recovery? Could it be that he suddenly became a one-armed detective?
"Did you find out anything?" he asked.

"Let's talk about it when I get back." Kazama Takusai hung up the phone.

Fushimi Shika listened to the busy tone in the microphone and thought that this guy must have done it on purpose. Maybe he didn't find anything and came back just to scare him.

Gen Yuzi was standing nearby, very close to them, and heard everything that was said on the phone clearly. Compared to Fushimi Shika's suspicion, she seemed quite happy: "Since Senior Kazama said so, he must have found some clues!"

Fushimi Shika was just about to say something to pour cold water on him when there was a knock on the living room door.

"So fast?" Yuan Yuzi was stunned.

She was too embarrassed to open the door, so Fushimi Kazuka took the initiative to do it for her. He stepped forward and peeked out through the peephole, his expression becoming strange.

"Who?"

Gen Yuzi looked at his expression and guessed that the visitor was not Senior Kazama.

The other party was still knocking on the door. Fushimi Shika hesitated for a moment and opened the door. She saw Shirakawa Miki standing at the door, followed by the timid Horie Junko.

"Master Fushimi..." Shirakawa Miki noticed Yuan Yuzi in the living room and changed her words in time: "Fushimi-kun, we meet again."

Yuan Yuzi looked suspicious, leaned sideways on the armrest of the sofa, and stretched her neck to look towards the entrance.

Fushimi Shika didn't seem to be planning to let anyone in. He held the door, casually greeted him, and asked straight to the point, "What do you want from me?"

"It's like this. My daughter and I applied for the jobs of apartment manager and cleaner. We are currently living next door to Fushimi-kun... We will be neighbors in the future, so I came to say hello."

After saying that, Junko Shirakawa turned slightly and signaled her daughter to take the initiative to say hello.

Junko Horie was so nervous that her palms were full of sweat. She quickly bowed at a 90-degree angle and said seriously, "Please, please give me your guidance!"

"Oh, I see. Is there anything else?" Fushimi Shika yawned.

"If you need housekeeping services, please feel free to knock on the door," Shirakawa Miki also bowed slightly, "We really hope that Fushimi-kun will come as a guest."

Before Fushimi Shika answered, he vaguely felt a resentment coming from behind him. He turned his head slightly and took a glance, only to see Yuan Yuzi lying on the sofa with his arms folded across his chest, his eyebrows raised, and his mouth pouted higher than a three-story building.

"Let's talk about it when we need it later." Fushimi Shika replied casually.

Shirakawa Miki could see that he was not in a good condition at the moment, so she smiled and said goodbye. After the door was closed, Horie Junko complained to her mother in a low voice that she shouldn't disturb other people's lives like this.

"Stupid, what man doesn't cheat?" Shirakawa Miki lectured: "There's nothing shameful about using your body to capture the person you like... Don't look at me like that, I'm your mother after all, so of course I know what you're thinking."

"me……"

Junko Horie felt that she was not worthy of Fushimi Kakashi and was content to just look at him from afar.

But Shirakawa Miki didn't think so. She took her daughter home and continued to persuade her: "That little policewoman is always not at home, right? How can a flower at home be as fragrant as a wild flower! Master Fushimi has lost his way for a while, and it is our responsibility to bring him back to the right path..."

……

On the other side, Fushimi Shika closed the door and just turned around, he heard Yuan Yuzi snort.

"What are you humming about?" Fushimi Shika glanced at him and walked into the kitchen to get dog food to feed Ajun.

Yuan Yuzi clamped her voice and imitated Fushimi Shika's tone which was three parts sneering, three parts coldness and four parts indifference: "Let's talk about it later if you need anything." Ajun was eating dog food with his head down, but when he heard the noise, he stopped eating. He raised his head, stretched his neck and looked around. He didn't know when another jealous person appeared in the house.

"What? If you forget to bring your keys next time, aren't you going to ask the apartment manager for help?" Fushimi Shika had an innocent expression.

"As a criminal police officer, how can I be so forgetful? If I lose my keys today, won't I lose my gun tomorrow?"

After that, Yuan Yuzi sat up and said mysteriously, "Although judging people by appearance is not a good behavior, my intuition as a criminal police officer tells me that the two of them must have other intentions and are definitely not good people."

"Eh--" Fushimi Shika stretched out his tone and squatted beside the dog bowl to squeeze out the meat and bone paste.

"Don't be fooled by the two of them greeting you with a smile. You never know what they are planning to do to you behind your back! There's an old Chinese saying that goes, 'The yellow mouse pays a New Year's visit to the chicken, just to steal its eggs!'" Yuan Yuzi became more and more excited as she spoke.

Fushimi Lu didn't bother to pay attention to her. After feeding Ajun, he went back to his room to wash up.

While brushing her teeth, the phone in the living room rang. Gen Yuzi thought it was Senior Kazama calling, so she didn't dare to reach out to answer it. She pulled the phone cord and ran into Fushimi Kaka's room with the phone in her arms.

The latter picked up the phone with a toothbrush in his mouth. It was the director calling, informing him to go to work as usual tomorrow... Unless Fushimi Shika could provide a diagnosis that required continued treatment, he would have touched the net with this catch.

The bad news came one after another, making him feel terrible. Maybe he overdrew his luck yesterday, and it started to backfire today.

Fushimi Shika made some vague polite remarks, hung up the phone, and continued brushing his teeth. When Yuan Yuzi learned that he would finally return to work tomorrow, she couldn't help but feel happy for him: after eating white rice for so long, he could finally contribute to this society!
"By the way, what are your plans for today?" Yuan Yuzi asked as she put the phone back in the living room.

"Go out for exercise." Fushimi Shika said casually.

"Huh? Is this true?" Yuan Yuzi looked incredulous. This eternal lazy man actually took the initiative to propose to exercise. It was simply the sun rising from the west.

"Of course it's true. Do you think I'm the same as you?" Fushimi Shika hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask, "Since you don't have to go to work today, do you want to go exercise together?"

"Ah, this..."

Gen Tamako was worried that she didn't have enough physical strength to keep up and would hold back Fushimi Shika. Embarrassment would be a small matter, but having her indulgence withheld would be bad.

"It's okay. You practice shooting and I practice swordsmanship. We each practice our own things." Fushimi Shika gargled and spit out the foam.

When Yuan Yuzi heard that she didn't have to exercise, she immediately agreed.

Then, she came to her senses and wondered how she could practice shooting and swordsmanship at the same time? Was Fushimi Lu right next to Su Zhen when she was shooting?

Isn’t this too weird?
After Fushimi Shika finished washing up, they both went back to their rooms and changed into sportswear. Ping Yingzi stayed at home as usual, as she had almost thoroughly studied the indulgence.

Gen Tamako excitedly followed Fushimi Shika out, who was carrying a katana, showed his police ID, and went to the suburbs to rent a private shooting range.

Yuan Yuzi received the pistol, and the safety officer stood beside her with his hands on his hips. The outdoor shooting range was relatively empty, with gravel and weeds all around.

Fushimi Shika untied the cloth bag, drew his sword, stood next to the target, swung the sword, and said, "Come on, shoot me."

He had already thought about it last night.

Since there is a weakness, it must be overcome. Avoiding it will not solve any problem. He wants to make sure that Yuan Yuzi will not pose any threat to him from now on, and then he will let Yuan Yuzi become his real Achilles' heel.

(End of this chapter)