Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 3 Murder Preview

That night.

The bright moon hangs high.

Three furtive figures climbed out of the dormitory window and met in front of the gate of the teaching building in the dim moonlight.

"Hello! Nice to meet you. Thank you for your advice." The tall girl greeted with a smile.

"Shh!"

Yuan Yuzi lowered her voice and followed her timidly: "Keep your voice down! What if we get discovered?"

Fushimi Shika shone the flashlight on Gen Tamaki's face and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't ask Kawai for help?"

This tall girl is Nagano Kawai, a good friend of Minako. The two have had similar interests since high school and are inseparable in their daily lives.

Gen Yuzi was blinded by the bright light and uttered a cry. She shrank behind Kawai and quietly defended herself:

"I, I don't dare sneak out alone."

……

Fushimi Shika glanced at her sideways, complaining a lot, not knowing where to start.

This guy suggested searching Instructor Sakurai's office. He stayed up late at night and ran over to risk his life to accompany the gentleman, only to find that the two-person group had turned into a three-person group.

The more people there are, the greater the risk of exposure. Dormitory administrators and patrol instructors are not fools. Once a student is found to have violated the ban and left the dormitory in the middle of the night, the student will be punished with a 20-page handwritten self-review, or expelled from the school. The training in the closed police academy is so harsh that personal insults and corporal punishment are commonplace.

But now that they are here, it would not be appropriate to ask them to turn back.

The two introduced each other, and Fushimi Kawai and Kawai also got to know each other. Time was running out, so they climbed through the window into the teaching building and walked up the stairs to the office one after the other.

Fushimi Shika took the lead, Kawai was responsible for covering the rear, and Gen Tamako was the most timid and only dared to walk in the middle.

With the help of the light from their cell phones, the three of them tiptoed to the door of the office on the third floor, and Kawai used a hairpin to pry open the door lock in two or three moves.

"My dad is a locksmith," she explained casually.

Fushimi Kashin said, "I didn't even ask, but your skillful explanation makes it seem like you're trying to cover up something."

He pushed the door open and entered. Instructor Sakurai's single office was very simple, with only a desk, an office chair, a fax machine and a printer. Documents and files were neatly stacked on the storage rack.

Fushimi Lu glanced at it and asked, "Are you sure the anonymous letter is in the office?"

"Probably."

Gen Yuzi paused and added, "I was passing a note to Gao Mu, who was feeling unwell, and through the reflection of the glass at the door, I saw Instructor Sakurai reading a piece of paper with a scary expression. After I knocked on the door, she hurriedly put the paper into the drawer."

"That sounds suspicious," Kawai said.

While the three of them were communicating verbally, their hands were not idle either, and they soon found the piece of paper in the drawer of the desk.

To be precise, it was a letter.

The three of them lowered their heads at the same time, put their heads together, and turned up the lights on their cell phones.

On the pale letter paper, there were a few lines of crooked and hideous handwriting, with dark red strokes that were creepy.

"I know what you did, you murderer"

"Do you think you can rest easy hiding in the police academy?"

"Be prepared, I will make you pay the price."

……

Fushimi Shika's first reaction was that he must not leave fingerprints, and he must put it in a plastic bag and take photos for evidence... After a moment, he came to his senses and realized that he had developed an occupational disease.

I don’t know if it’s because of the light, but Gen Tamako and Kawai’s faces looked a little pale.

The latter swallowed and asked nervously: "This color...can it be blood?"

"No," Yuan Yuzi sniffed it and said, "It smells like birch oil, a bit like safflower oil tincture. It should be Baile brand red ink."

"You can smell that?" Fushimi Shika was a little surprised. "Tamako is the president of the mystery club in high school, don't underestimate her," Kawai praised her best friend, and then asked, "What do you think? Is this a prank or a threatening letter?"

"It should be a prank, right?"

Yuan Yuzi was very nervous. The content of the anonymous letter was completely beyond her expectations. She said uncertainly, "Instructor Sakurai is a regular police officer after all. She wouldn't break the law knowingly. Besides, she works very hard..."

“No, this is a threatening letter.”

Fushimi Shika put the envelope back in its place and whispered, "Besides, the 'murderer' the writer denounced is probably true."

"Eh?" Yuan Yuzi was startled: "How did you deduce that?"

"If it were you, would you have tolerated such a prank? Given Instructor Sakurai's temper, why didn't she publicly hold him responsible? She must have something to hide and secretly search for the sender."

As a battle-hardened criminal lawyer, he had handled countless bizarre cases in his previous life and had seen countless dark sides of human nature. He could tell the truth from the falsehood of this "malicious information" with unknown origins at a glance.

Some people appear to be well-dressed on the surface, but are actually no different from beasts at heart - not only do they kill people, they even refuse to pay their lawyer fees - as long as such people stick their butt out, Fushimi Shika knows what they are going to fart.

As soon as he finished speaking, a system prompt popped up in front of him.

"mission completed"

"Congratulations on obtaining the Tracking Technique Level 1"

Subsequent tasks have been unlocked

"Murder for hire: receiving a commission and avenging the victim on Chizuru Sakurai"

"Mission Reward: Skill Points*2"

……

Fushimi Shika felt a warm current flowing through his spine, making his limbs numb and his body covered with goose bumps.

Various tracking techniques kept appearing in his mind, and like a thousand times of tempering, his body also developed muscle memory.

Yuan Yuzi was too nervous to notice his abnormality for a moment - or maybe she noticed it but didn't point it out - she bit her thumb nail and said hurriedly:
"There is absolutely no logic to support this! This is just your personal speculation, right? Instructor Sakurai may have other considerations for not publicly pursuing responsibility, such as worrying about damaging his reputation or something..."

It looked like she was terrified.

"Don't be nervous!" Kawai patted her on the back and comforted her, "Don't you always want to solve the real case? The opportunity is right in front of you, don't back down!"

"Yeah, what's there to be afraid of? It's just a murder case involving a threatening letter."

In his previous life, Fushimi Shika had become numb from reading files, studying "So-and-so killed so-and-so" every day. In his eyes, threatening letters of this level were no more harmful than using sandpaper to wipe one's butt.

"Shh!"

Yuan Yuzi suddenly raised a finger.

"It's okay, don't be startled..."

Before Kawai could finish his words, he was interrupted by Fushimi Shika and Gen Tamako at the same time: "Someone is coming."

despair……

Ta...ta...

In the darkness deep in the corridor, there was a sound of crisp footsteps.

Yuan Yuzi put his hands to his ears, closed his eyes and listened for a moment, then said with horror:

"Oh no, it looks like Instructor Sakurai! She's almost at the door of the office! We'll definitely be discovered if we go out at this time!"

"How did you hear that?" Fushimi Lu was surprised.

“Because she was so light and walked so fast, I remember the sound of her footsteps!”

Yuan Yuzi was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead: "What should we do? What should we do! If she finds out, we will definitely be expelled from school... We are doomed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click and the door lock opened.

(End of this chapter)