Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 428 I can't do anything to hurt a woman!
The three left the museum. Hira Sakura retrieved the cookie box and, after confirming that the meteorite fragments were undamaged, breathed a slight sigh of relief... Just now, Mayu had been using the rectangular cookie box as a baton, imitating a traffic cop waving it around, which had given her quite a fright.

Just in case, Ping Yingzi pretended to need to urinate and hid in a public restroom. She then took out the meteorite fragments and put them into a pre-prepared foam box to prevent them from being damaged.

With business done, it's time for some leisure time.

The three walked to the Nishi-Sugamo district. Mayu skipped and hopped ahead, excitedly muttering, "Let's play video games!" Mai followed at the back, silent and looking preoccupied.

Upon arriving at the apartment, as soon as Hira Sakura opened the door, Mayu rushed into the entryway as if they were old friends, not even bothering to put her shoes down properly, slipping off her heel with her left foot and then running straight to the television.

She had just picked up the game controller when she discovered that two guests had come to Sakura's house today.

One of the customers was a tall woman wearing frameless glasses, dressed in a cardigan sweater, with smooth, black hair, very large breasts, a friendly smile, and a gentle, non-aggressive appearance with a maternal glow.

The other customer was a crazy woman wearing a men's shirt, with a princess-cut hairstyle, a mature and sophisticated look, and a mentally challenged demeanor. She was gripping a chair leg tightly with both hands.

Mayu lay on the back of the sofa, peeking out to watch curiously.

The bespectacled woman was whispering in the madwoman's ear, and the madwoman was occasionally making "uh-huh" or "ah-ah" sounds, as if she was responding. The two seemed to be communicating.

More than half an hour later, the crazy woman gradually calmed down, and the woman with glasses took her hand and led her downstairs.

Yuan Yuzi followed behind them, thanking them repeatedly.

It was only then that Makoto learned that the woman with glasses, a gentle smile, and who looked like a beautiful single mother was named Miyazaki Yuko, and was an assistant to a psychologist.

"Sakurako-chan, I have something to do with Fushimi-kun and I have to go out now. You'll have to order takeout for dinner yourself!"

Yuan Yuzi hurriedly left a banknote, repeatedly reminding them before leaving: "No junk food, no staying up late playing video games, and remember to remind them to go home when it's almost curfew!"

Hira Sakurako nodded and said she understood, while Mayu patted her chest to assure Tamako-neechan that she could relax.

After the two left, Shinju was overjoyed and planned to use this windfall to eat hamburgers and drink cola—since the adults weren't home, the Sugamo apartment would be the trio's secret base, where they could do whatever they wanted!

Hira Sakurako readily agreed. She called for takeout and treated her friends to pizza and hamburgers, while Mai and Mayu played video games first, as she needed to go back to her room to do some homework.

"Oh! How cunning! Didn't we agree that no one would do their homework?"

Mayu was very unhappy; she felt betrayed. The trio had a traitor who was secretly infiltrating their group, which was truly worrying.

"That's not true..." Mai asked softly, "When was there ever such an agreement?"

"I just came up with this myself," Mayu's freckled eyebrows rose slightly as she turned to Mai. "Mai-chan is the best, sticking with me through thick and thin! Let's not hand in our homework tomorrow, so if the teacher asks, we can share the pain!"

"I...I've already finished writing..." Mai was embarrassed to lie.

"Nani?!"

Mayu looked shocked. So, she was the only one who hadn't done her homework!
But now her little hands were already gripping the electric handle, and the delivery was about to arrive. She really didn't want to do her homework.

After hesitating for a moment, Mayu turned her head and said, "Why don't you write it for me too?"

"No," Hira Sakurako refused outright.

Mayu was just saying it casually; if neither of her friends had written anything, she might actually stop. But since one friend had finished and the other was about to, she felt bad about being left out—needless of her parents' nagging or her teacher's scolding, nothing was as effective as her friends' competitive spirit.

'At least I can eat pizza and drink cola while doing homework...it's much better than doing homework at home!'

Mayu comforted herself inwardly, reluctantly put down the controller, opened her red schoolbag, spread her workbook on the table, and started doing her homework.

Mai now had the game console all to herself, and she started playing it with a mix of reluctance and enthusiasm.

……

While the two little brats were writing furiously at home, Gen Tamako and the others had already arrived at Dr. Arima's private clinic.

As dusk settled, the bronze signboard of Arima Clinic gleamed with a faint light, and the stand-alone gray-white buildings in the Bunkyo district took on a cool, muted hue.

Assistant Miyazaki Yuko walked at the front, pushing open the oak door with one hand. The bronze wind chime hanging above the door made a clear and melodious sound—it was shaped like a dove carrying an olive branch, its feather patterns worn smooth by time.

It's clear that Dr. Arima is very wealthy. To be able to buy or rent such a detached villa in Tokyo as a private clinic, his financial resources are certainly beyond those of an average psychologist.

With his hands in his pockets, Fushimi Shika surveyed the villa's surroundings, thinking that once he laundered his money, he could buy a mansion like this in Tokyo... Maybe he could even ask Dr. Arima about the price later and ask him to recommend a reliable real estate agent.

Gentama was also taking in the clinic's environment; it was more like a private residence than a clinic.

The waiting room was a reception room surrounded by several sofas, with beige linen curtains partially covering the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the air was filled with the soothing scent of bergamot and cedarwood essential oil.

Miyazaki Yuko greeted him, and Dr. Arima emerged from the inner room, his indigo kimono sash peeking out from under his white coat. He was a middle-aged man with a round face, and his smile was equally kind and approachable. Professional psychologists often possess a gentle, mild-mannered, and harmless demeanor.

Yuko quickly stepped forward to shake hands, claiming that she was a detective from the Sugamo Police Station, there to bring a suspect for emergency treatment, hoping that the doctor could help her obtain relevant information about the case.

Dr. Arima scratched his head and politely declined.

"Sorry, my schedule is full today..."

Yuan Yuzi's eyes widened, thinking, "Then why did you agree to accept the patient? Didn't we agree on the price when we called earlier? Now that the patient has arrived, you're saying your schedule is full?"
Fushimi Shika, with malicious speculation, leaned close to Minamoto Tamako's ear and whispered slanderous words: "Maybe he just wants you to pay more... I think it's better not to see this kind of quack doctor."

At this point, Dr. Arima changed the subject: "However, my assistant is available. We can have her make the diagnosis first, and then we can discuss the subsequent treatment plan..."

"Follow-up treatment?" Yuan Yuzi was taken aback.

"Of course, treating mental illness is not something that can be done overnight."

After saying that, Dr. Arima looked Uesugi Shion up and down and said that he could not guarantee that she would return to normal, let alone guarantee that he could get the information the police wanted from someone who had no cognitive ability.

"Please rest assured, both of you, Miss Gardenia's professional abilities are equally outstanding..."

Dr. Arima strongly recommended his assistant, and Minamoto Tamako had no choice. Since she was already there, she decided to let her assistant take a look.

While the three were talking, Miyazaki Yuuko had already started 'chatting' with Uesugi Shion. The two communicated instinctively through eye contact and body language. After obtaining Minamoto Tamako's consent, Miyazaki Yuuko led the three to her private consultation room.

In Gentamako's imagination, the psychological clinic was no different from a hospital setting: a large white wall, some cold medical equipment, and a hard white bed.

However, the consultation room in front of her was more sophisticated than she had imagined.

A dark brown walnut bookshelf occupies an entire wall, crammed with the journal *Clinical Psychology Research* and a yellowed first edition of Freud. A dried lisianthus sticks diagonally between the spines, its petals curled to a caramel color. On the rattan coffee table, an enamel teapot is bubbling away, its saucer stained with half a ring of red tea.

"Please take a seat."

Miyazaki Yuuko helped Uesugi Shion lie down on the brown sofa recliner. The latter obediently complied, seemingly understanding what she was saying. "Please excuse me for a moment, I need to perform a simple examination on Miss Uesugi..."

As she spoke, Miyazaki Yuko seemed to remember something and asked, "Is she the Uesugi-san who disappeared on TV?"

The disappearance of Uesugi Shion has been reported in the newspapers and on television. Sugamo Street was placed under lockdown for 24 hours, and almost half of Tokyo knows about it.

"Yes……"

Yuan Yuzi felt a little guilty; in a sense, her current actions could be considered as withholding information.

Fushimi Shika chimed in to avoid being implicated, "We are detectives from the investigation department in charge of the search, so please rest assured." He then showed his police ID and said that Miyazaki Yuuko could call the Sugamo Police Station at any time to confirm.

“Okay, I believe you two are not lying.”

After saying that, Miyazaki Yuko asked the two to leave, as she was going to have a one-on-one consultation with the patient.

Genjiro and Fushimi Shika returned to the waiting room and sat on the sofas. The latter picked up the tea bag that was served, took a sip, and found that it was a low-quality tea bag that was extremely bitter and had no aroma. She then put it down.

"What do you think?" Yuan Yuzi suddenly asked out of the blue.

"What do you mean, how do you see it?" Fushimi Shika asked rhetorically.

"Do you think Dr. Arima and his assistant are reliable?"

Genji was very worried. Dr. Arima's words made her feel even more that Uesugi Shion's chances of recovery were slim. If they couldn't get the antidote from Uesugi Shion, wouldn't Fushimi be left only to wait for death?
I imagine you're even more anxious than I am right now?

Minamoto no Tamako stole a glance at Fushimi Shika, who had just put down his teacup, smacked his lips, and looked miserable, confirming her suspicions.

"Is it reliable?"

Fushimi Shika casually replied.

“Reliable is reliable, unreliable is unreliable, what do you mean by ‘reliable’?” Gen Tamako was very dissatisfied with this ambiguous answer: “Don’t you know some kind of aura observation technique or cold reading technique? Didn’t you see anything?”

"I'm not Superman!"

Fushimi Shika casually made a comment.

In fact, the moment he met them, he glanced at their crime index panels.

Both Toshio Arima and Yuko Miyazaki have normal crime rates, which can be considered relatively low compared to the average person – the former is 18% and the latter is 13%, while the crime rate of the average person is generally between 10% and 20%.

However, it's worth mentioning that Miyazaki Yuuko's personal skill level is higher than Arima Toshio's:

"Criminal Index: 18%"

"Obsession: Gold Coin Collecting Obsession"

"Cleansing Reward: Cleansing Arima Toshio's sins will grant you LV6 Psychology Knowledge."

……

"Criminal Index: 13%"

"Addictive Habit: Severe Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder"

"Cleansing Reward: Cleanse Miyazaki Yuuko's sins to obtain LV8 Hypnosis."

……

Fushimi Shika thought it might be that the two had different strengths, much like the difference between an all-rounder and a specialist. The former would definitely have an advantage in the overall score, just like an exam only considers the overall score and not the individual subject score, or a competition only allows players with consistent performance to participate.

Yuan Yuzi's super cold reading technique failed, and she couldn't tell the difference in their abilities at all, hence her question.

"If the inspection results are not satisfactory, we will report it to the search department and have them come and pick up the person."

She had prepared for the worst.

"sure."

Fushimi Shika is fine with it, he just hopes that Uesugi Shion won't be cured.

The two waited in the waiting room for about two hours, until Fushimi Shika was almost asleep, before Miyazaki Yuko finally came out.

Yuan Yuzi rushed forward, her demeanor like that of a patient's family member, repeatedly asking, "Doctor, how is she? Is there any hope of recovery? Can you help her remember things from the past?"

Miyazaki Yuko explained that the patient was resting in the consultation room. She closed the door to ensure soundproofing and avoid disturbance, then sat down on the sofa and said softly, "Ms. Uesugi's condition is quite serious. She has organic brain damage, and generally speaking, there is no hope of a cure..."

"what!"

Seeing the two turn around in surprise, Fushimi Shika tried to salvage the situation by saying, "Oh! That's such a shame."

Yuan Yuzi was dejected. All her hard work had come to nothing. It was like seeing a glimmer of hope in despair, only to have that hope suddenly shatter; the pain in her heart was extraordinary.

Miyazaki Yuko changed the subject: "However, strictly speaking, Ms. Uesugi did not lose her memory. Her memory is fine; she just experienced cognitive confusion."

She paused, then continued, "If the goal is simply to extract case-related information from her memories, that should be achievable through hypnosis... Of course, a cure is practically impossible."

"Eh?!"

Minamoto no Tamako's face lit up with surprise. She quickly shook Fushimi Shika's arm and said happily, "There's hope! There's hope!"
Fushimi Shika told her not to be too happy yet, and asked seriously, "Are there any side effects to hypnosis?"

“Hypnosis has no side effects for normal people,” Miyazaki Yuko said with a troubled expression, “but for a special case like Ms. Uesugi, it’s hard to say…”

"Forget it."

Fushimi Shika turned his head and gestured to Minamoto Tamako to notify the investigation department to pick up the person.

Minamoto no Tamako was stunned. Realizing something, she quickly covered her mouth, staring at Fushimi Shika with disbelief: "Y-you mean..."

“That’s right. I can’t hurt others for my own selfish reasons, not even with the slightest risk. That would violate my principles!” Fushimi Shika said solemnly, arms crossed, his voice stern: “This is my way of being a detective!”

Genji was shocked.

(End of this chapter)