Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 246 Breaking the curse mark!

This feeling of doing something wrong made Fushimi Shika very uncomfortable.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't simply admit that he was wrong, but instead tried to reason with Yuan Yuzi, repeatedly emphasizing that the dead branch was garbage and that he was just helping Yuan Yuzi clean up the room...

After talking for a long time, Yuan Yuzi remained indifferent.

This guy's emotions change too quickly. Fushimi Shika feels that the "Gen Tamaki User's Manual" has fallen behind the version and it's time to update it.

He was just hesitating whether to spend a fortune and pay for the green indulgence to avoid disaster. At this moment, Ping Yingzi suddenly poked her head in and asked out of the blue, "Why don't you kiss?"

Not only was Fushimi Shika stunned, but even Gen Tamako poked her head out from under the covers. They both looked at Hira Sakurako, asking her what she meant by that.

"Generally speaking, when boys enter a girl's room, they will kiss each other immediately," said Hira Sakurako.

Fushimi Shika asked her why she had such a strange idea, and Ping Yingzi said as a matter of course that she saw it on TV.

Once the story progresses to the part where the male and female protagonists quarrel, the boy will forcefully kiss the girl and press her down on the bed, and then the girl's heart will throb, thinking that the boy is so manly and domineering...

"Pay less attention to those messy things." Fushimi Shika said with a serious face.

"Aren't you watching too?" Ping Yingzi was very unconvinced.

Fushimi Shika finally realized where the problem was. Ping Yingzi currently had no sound outlook on life, the world and values. Her only channels for getting in touch with outside information were TV dramas, comics and social science books. She would take some outrageous and bloody plots as natural things...

It is precisely because of this that Ping Yingzi came up with such a naive idea of ​​"replacing the Japanese currency", and at the same time remained vigilant about the indulgences issued by Fushimi Shika - because Japanese TV stations were advocating the US dollar to replace the Japanese yen and exposing financial institution scams every day.

This can't go on like this.

There is a reason why countries vigorously promote compulsory education. Even for people with disabilities, there are special schools. The purpose is to allow children to come into contact with the real society and participate in real interpersonal relationships so that they can build sound views on life, life and values.

All in all, to sum it up in one sentence: it's time to send your children to school.

However, Fushimi Shika had no money in his pocket, and the subsidy promised by the police station had not yet been approved, and Minamoto Tamako could not be relied on, so the matter could only be put on hold for a while.

After being interrupted by Hira Sakurako, Gen Tamako finally stopped shutting herself up. Fushimi Shika took the opportunity to issue indulgences, and the first one he issued was green, which was a huge investment.

"I, I won't commit indulgence fraud..."

Yuan Yuzi was still brooding over it. She lay on her side on the bed, holding her piggy bank. She felt so aggrieved that her eyes turned into wavy shapes.

"Okay, okay," Fushimi Shika waved the green indulgence in front of her, "You said you won't do it, then you won't do it."

"Really not!"

"Then do you still want it?"

"want!"

Gen Yuzi paused and added, "Because you threw away my flower! That's really too much! It still had a chance to grow petals!"

Fushimi Shika didn't show any regret on his face, and even curled his lips in disdain, but he rarely did not argue, and asked casually: "What kind of flower is it? It's so magical that it can bloom again after dying..."

"It's just a white wild flower I picked from the roadside. I don't even know what it's called."

Yuan Yuzi reached out to take the green indulgence, turned over in bed, unzipped her sportswear, and stuffed the indulgence into the piggy bank.

Since he had received the indulgence, Fushimi Shika felt that the matter was over, so he patted his butt and ran away, returning to his room to read the files. Gen Tamako was heartbroken over the loss of Hana-chan, and she was in no mood to study the case. She simply heated up a lunch box, ate dinner, washed up, and rested, curling up in bed to heal her wounds alone.

The next morning, the two received a notice of approval to assist in the investigation.

Although the spiritual ceremony only takes one day, Yazaki Momo helped them apply for three days of field work. As a reporter, she certainly had no right to apply, but the police station that commissioned her to investigate had its own connections, so she only needed to say hello.

Fushimi Shika was happy to slack off and planned to lie down at home for another day.

Yuan Yuzi was feeling angry and went out early to investigate the case. When she passed the gutter downstairs, she couldn't help but look down for a while.

Because of Huajiang's sudden death, she was not concentrating on the investigation today. She was always daydreaming and not paying attention at all. Running around was just a futile effort.

Towards evening, Gen Tamako was exhausted and took the train home. She saw Fushimi Kakashi still watching TV on the sofa with a calm attitude, and she felt even more unhappy.

Even if he gave indulgence, he should at least say sorry, right?

Gen Tamako snorted, stomped her slippers loudly, and went straight back to her room without saying hello, intending to carefully organize the information she had obtained, and strive to surpass Fushimi Kakao tomorrow and become a well-deserved famous detective!
She pushed open the door, and the setting sun shone in from the windowsill. There was a vase on the table. It was originally empty, but now there was a small white flower. The soft and stretched petals were dyed red by the sunset, and they bloomed as brightly as a rose.

Yuan Yuzi was stunned and subconsciously asked Ping Yingzi: "Did you pick it?"

Ping Yingzi looked up at her and didn't even bother to answer. As everyone knew, she, Yingzi, was the pillar of the family, so how could she easily go downstairs to pick flowers?

There are only three people in the family, it can't be that Ajun picked it, right?

Yuan Yuzi's mood became excited. She walked quickly closer, knelt beside the table, put her hands on the edge, and looked at it carefully with her eyes level with the petals.

"Like...dislike..."

"Like...dislike..."

Yuan Yuzi stretched out her little hand, pointed at the petals, counted them one by one, and muttered to herself. At the end, there was only one petal left that said "like", and she immediately smiled happily.

Actually, Fushimi-kun is not that bad!

Gen Tamako was in a good mood and wanted to find Fushimi Shika to chat, but she was a little embarrassed. She paced back and forth in the room, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She decided to find Fushimi Shika to discuss the case, which would make the conversation more natural.

She walked out of the room, coughed lightly, and put on a businesslike attitude.

"Ahem, regarding Miss Akishino's suicide case, I have recently found a lot of interesting information..."

Fushimi Shika ignored him. He was concentrating on looking at advertisements and helping Ping Yingzi look for a school.

Yuan Yuzi was not angry. She sat down on the sofa, took out a small notebook from her pocket, leaned closer and said, "Look, this is a special mark found on the body of the deceased by a witness. It is said to be the 'Curse of the God'. Those cursed will eventually return to Wulin'an. I have thought about it for a long time, but I still have no clue..."

Fushimi Shika didn't listen carefully. He glanced back and saw the hand-drawn brand on the paper. He subconsciously asked, "Why are you drawing a scratch mark that doesn't ask for help?"

"What?" Yuan Yuzi was stunned. She didn't understand.

"Isn't this the scratching mark of a scratching rake?" Fushimi Shika said in a way that she could understand: "It looks like this when you scratch too hard, an inverted triangle, like a ghost's claw."

"..."

Yuan Yuzi suddenly fell silent.

(End of this chapter)