Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 408 Dirty Money
Gen Tamako repeatedly warned that smoking was not allowed.

She spoke vehemently about the harms of smoking, arguing that as a true friend, one should speak frankly and that the bad habit of smoking must be eradicated.

Fushimi Shika outwardly agreed and handed over all his cigarette cases, but in reality, he spent a lot of money to buy an air purifier and secretly smoked in his room.

He knew smoking was harmful, of course, but he didn't have much time left to live, so what was the big deal about smoking a cigarette? He would have already kicked the bucket before he got lung cancer, so he might as well smoke a few more and enjoy himself.

For the next period of time, the police department was busy handling court-related murder cases. This case had such a serious negative impact that, to prevent copycat crimes from occurring in society, the Metropolitan Police Department once again imposed a news blackout.

Mr. Yoshikawa was sentenced to three years in prison, which is very lenient, even excessively so. Chief Prosecutor Fujiwara did not intend to go all the way; he attended the sentencing hearing and watched him chat with Mr. Yoshikawa for a while without daring to say anything to stop it.

Meanwhile, Minamoto no Tamako is investigating the origin of the tape.

In her view, there is still a small doubt in this case. As Fushimi-kun said before, how did Yoshikawa Rio know that her boyfriend's death was related to Fujiwara Homare?

Regarding this, she visited Rio Yoshikawa's social circle, asking almost everyone, and found that no one had ever heard of Cat Island. This also confirmed that Rio Yoshikawa had never disappeared, and that there were no large sums of money deposited into her bank account.

The person who sent the tape was clever; they filled in a public phone booth as their contact information and a public shelter as their address, and went to the courier station specifically to send it instead of choosing door-to-door service, all to prevent the courier from remembering them.

Yuan Yuzi spent two months running around, but to no avail.

During this time, she did not stop her firearms training, and also asked the Hokkaido Police Department to make a copy of the case file of the police academy shooting. She studied it day and night, trying to find clues in it.

Hira Sakurako made new friends at school and often brought her friends Mayu-chan and Kumin Elementary School Student back home. The three elementary school students often gathered in the living room to play games, so Fushimi Shika had to buy two more game controllers.

It's worth mentioning that April 16th is Minamoto no Tamako's birthday.

Fushimi Shika hadn't forgotten about this. He and Minamoto Tamako both had birthdays in April. Minamoto Tamako gave him a belated birthday gift, so he naturally had to reciprocate. He specially prepared a little surprise for Minamoto Tamako, which was later criticized on Taobao as the "death set": lipstick, music box, and photo album.

In his previous life, he didn't need to think about what gifts to give his girlfriend. She would subtly hint at what he wanted—probably a luxury handbag, a fancy dinner at a high-end restaurant, a huge bouquet of flowers, or a transfer of money in the form of 1314.

If he gave Yuan Yuzi these things, he wouldn't be able to explain where the money came from. He could only rack his brains to think of a romantic gift for ordinary people, and finally bought these three useless things at the gift shop.

Yuan Yuzi doesn't need lipstick. She's not very good at makeup, nor does she need to. At most, she'll draw some eyeliner or eyebrows to make her eyes look bigger and softer.

She thought the music box was pretty good; turning it once would play a single by Chage & Aska, which was the theme song for the Japanese drama "101-Kimi no Proposals," creating a sensation at the time. They even released a music box album, "SAY YES ~Hajimari wa Itsumo Ame Orgoru ga Kanaderu ASKA Hit Songs," which was very beautiful.

The photo album suited her perfectly, because Sister Ya Lan had given her a Sony camera as a gift, so she could take pictures of things and keep them in the album as keepsakes.

Watanabe Shun's birthday gift was also a camera, but it was a cheap instant camera, and the photos it took looked like stills from a horror movie or an action movie.

Kazama Takusai didn't prepare any special gift. He gave Minamoto Tamako a bullet necklace, which was actually a bullet he had taken from the shooting range and encapsulated in a groove of an iron cross necklace.

June arrived before we knew it, and summer was here.

Early June is usually Tokyo's rainy season, with frequent downpours and humid, muggy air. Minamoto Tamako munches on a cheap 6-yen popsicle every day, both to cool off and to satisfy her cravings.

On Saturday afternoon, while Yalan-nee and Watanabe-senpai were both on vacation, Minamoto Tamako invited everyone to her home to discuss the matter of savings.

Yuan Yuzi is currently very troubled by the ill-gotten gains of more than 20 million yen. She has asked the bank and the funds are fine. So she traced the remittance back to the bank and found that it was a large department store group that claimed that Yuan Yuzi was the 10,000th lucky customer and that the 25 million yen was a reward prize for the lucky customer.

Yuan Yuzi felt there must be something fishy going on. What company doesn't aim to make a profit and instead gives money away to consumers? Even if it's just a gimmick to stimulate consumption, this department store hasn't advertised it!

She continued her investigation, hoping to uncover the mastermind behind Cat Island, only to discover that the department store was foreign-owned. To truly investigate further, she would have to travel to the United States, which she simply didn't have the time or energy for, so she had to abandon the investigation for the time being.

"In conclusion, since the original owner of this money cannot be found, there is no way to resolve this matter..."

Yuan Yuzi, wearing a white vest, sat on the sofa with the side fan blowing loudly, her hair flying up, and everyone could see her bitter face.

"I don't understand what you're worried about," Watanabe Shun said, scratching his toes. His leg wasn't injured; he was just scratching because it itched. "Just keep it yourself, isn't that a good thing?"

His facial injuries have healed, and he can speak fluently now.

"This money isn't mine! Do you understand?" Yuan Yuzi slammed her hand on the coffee table, looking at Ya Lan and Kazama-senpai in turn, seeking their agreement: "The important thing is, this money wasn't earned by me... If I kept it, what's the difference between that and stealing?"

“If you spend it, what’s the difference between that and picking it up?” Watanabe Shun sniffed his fingers.

Ya Lan and Kazama-senpai both agreed. They knew the money came from Cat Island, but that didn't stop them from thinking it was money that should be spent.

After all, money is neither dirty nor not dirty.

“Okay, let me give you an example,” Gen Tamako said, tearing open a bag of popsicles. “For instance, if I used that money to buy a really nice pair of shoes, do you know what I could hear with every step I took?”

She waved her popsicle like a conductor waving his baton, repeatedly chanting, "Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief..."

Fushimi Shika interrupted, "I understand what you mean. Since you dislike this money, why not just donate it to someone in need, like me..." Seeing the disdainful looks he immediately received, he continued, "Or Kazama."

“I’m not short of money,” Kazama Takusai immediately retorted.

Minamoto Tamako thought donating money was a good idea, and she asked everyone which charity platform was more reliable. Kazama Takusai, being a pessimist, clearly stated that there were no reliable charity platforms in Japan, and that if Minamoto Tamako donated money, the money would definitely end up in the hands of scammers.

As everyone was chatting, Watanabe Shun noticed that Fushimi Shika had somehow gotten onto the back of the sofa, exposing his buttocks to him in a particularly indecent posture.

Suspicious, Watanabe Shun reached out and tugged at his pants: "What are you doing?"

Fushimi Shika turned around, sat back on the sofa, pursed his lips, and hummed in agreement.

"What did you say?"

Minamoto no Tamako also found Fushimi Shika acting strangely and had a bad feeling. She leaned closer to smell him and immediately became furious. She grabbed Fushimi Shika's cheeks with both hands, and he immediately spat out a cloud of white mist.

Moriki Arashi waved her hand dismissively, "Tsk..."

Kazama Takusai also looked at him with disdain: "Can't you even stand it for a little while?"

Watanabe Shun expressed his incomprehension: "There are people who don't smoke! Is it really necessary to sneak around like this? There's no tobacco in it, is there?"

"Who else doesn't smoke?" Fushimi Shika asked rhetorically.

Watanabe Shun looked around and seemed to be the only one who didn't smoke: "That's no excuse for smoking in public places, is it?"

"What do you mean 'public place'? This is my home!" Fushimi Shika said, a cigarette between two fingers, looking annoyed. "Besides, what do you mean 'just a little while'? Do you know how long I've been holding back? If I light my lighter in my room, someone in the living room can hear me. I haven't smoked for three days!"

"Then why not just quit?" Moriki Yalan asked.

"Why don't you quit?" Fushimi Shika sneered.

Seeing everyone condemning it, Genji Tamako became even more emboldened, severely criticizing Fushimi Shika for smoking and then making excuses.

The crowd immediately voiced their support, and for Sakura's health, they forced Fushimi Shika to quit smoking.

"If you can't quit, why should you ask others to?" Fushimi Shika was very unhappy. He pressed down on Genji's head with his left hand and held up a cigarette with his right hand to prevent Genji from snatching it. His movements were just like Shakyamuni pointing one finger to the sky and pressing the other to the ground.

“I’ve given it up,” Kazama Takusai said.

"What a load of bull!"

Fushimi Shika simply didn't believe it. This guy had mild depression and PDST. Without cigarettes to comfort him, how could his mind not break down? He had never heard of any person with depression saying they wanted to quit smoking or drinking. If they actually succeeded in quitting, they would be close to death.

"I've really quit."

Kazama Takusai turned his pockets inside out to prove that he was not carrying cigarettes or a lighter.

Fushimi Shika was alarmed, suspecting that his mental state had deteriorated further, and that he had developed severe depression, finding everything in the world meaningless, which was why he was able to successfully quit smoking...

Kazama Takusai knew what he was thinking, and casually added, "I feel much better, and I've been sleeping well lately."

"Did you take an elixir of immortality?" Fushimi Shika looked him up and down.

Genji gave up on grabbing the cigarette and turned to ask Kazama Takusai for advice. She wanted to know Kazama Takusai's tips for quitting smoking and, based on his experience, help Fushimi Shika quit smoking.

"Hold on."

Kazama Takusai got up, went next door to get a cassette tape, and handed it to Fushimi Shika: "This can help you quit smoking."

Fushimi Shika took the cassette tape, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and slapped it onto his arm before letting it slide to the ground: "This nicotine patch is useless."

Watanabe Shun was amused and chuckled twice, drawing death stares from Kazama Takusai and Minamoto Tamako. He quickly shut up and forced a serious expression.

“These are hypnosis tapes,” Kazama Takusai explained. “I listened to them for two months, and my symptoms completely disappeared.”

Others assumed the symptoms he described were withdrawal symptoms, but only Fushimi Shika and he himself knew that he was referring to symptoms of PDST and depression.

Quitting smoking is just a side effect.

(End of this chapter)