Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 455 is complete?!

Gentamako deeply regretted it; she wished she hadn't opened the wardrobe.

Just when she thought she understood human nature well enough, human nature would always teach her a lesson in an unexpected way.

Why would anyone... do such a thing?

Yuan Yuzi closed the cabinet door, left the apartment, and after a moment of hesitation, still couldn't bring herself to say it.

Fushimi Shika shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either; compared to a real psychopath, he seemed far too normal.

Minamoto no Tamako called the police station and asked them to send patrol officers to handle the situation. Before the officers arrived, she and Fushimi Shika stood guard at the apartment entrance to protect the scene and chatted about the investigation results.

"Well, according to Dr. Arima's theory, Matsumoto Masakyu was probably under hypnosis, following suggestive commands, and believed that he was a dog. That's why he took off his clothes in public, urinated everywhere, and barked wildly at passersby. These are all imitations of dog behavior..."

Then, Genji turned to ask, "Do you think he was conscious when he was doing these things?"

This falls into a knowledge gap for Fushimi Shika, so he could only tell the truth:
"do not know."

Professional matters should be handled by professionals. Yuan Yuzi didn't intend to guess. She took out Ma Minfu's business card, entered the phone number on it, and waited for the dial tone to ring for more than ten seconds before the other party answered.
"Moshi Moshi, this is Arima Psychological Counseling Clinic. How can I help you?"

Gen Tamako was taken aback. She glanced down at her phone screen to make sure she hadn't dialed the wrong number, then asked, "Dr. Miyazaki, is this you? Isn't this Dr. Arima's number?"

"This is the clinic's official WeChat account, used to receive guests," Miyazaki Yuko said, seemingly also working as a customer service representative. "Is this Ms. Tamako?"

"It's me, it's me. Actually, I wanted to ask Dr. Arima whether Matsumoto Masakyu was conscious when he committed the crime..."

"Ah, no need to trouble Mr. Arima, I can answer that too—after being hypnotized, the subject is in a state of active subconsciousness, which is equivalent to sleepwalking."

Once Miyazaki Yuko explained it that way, Minamoto Tamako understood.

She also had many strange dreams. For example, a few nights ago, she dreamed that she had turned into a caterpillar and was struggling with a snail. As a result, she bumped her head on the bed board, which was probably a sleepwalking state.

If she hadn't been so stubborn and had chosen to go around the snail, she probably would have crawled off the bed, rolled around on the floor, and scurried all over the living room.

It’s embarrassing to think about it.

If the living room door hadn't been closed, she might have crawled out, and if passersby had seen her, they would have called the police, and the headlines would have been something like, "Metropolitan Police Department Detective Kujo Family's Daughter Did This in Public..."

"But won't sleepwalkers wake up?" Minamoto Tamako pressed. "Generally speaking, a normal person would regain consciousness if they were in pain, or if they were woken up by a loud noise... Don't those 'randomly violent drug addicts' have any chance of regaining consciousness on their own?"

She was still bothered by the incident of the office worker biting her face. At the time, the patrol officer fired five shots, but the office worker acted as if nothing had happened, and it didn't seem like he was sleepwalking.

“Under normal circumstances, of course, the subject can wake up, but there are exceptions, such as being hypnotized with drugs, or the hypnotist being exceptionally skilled and applying suggestions that make it difficult for the subject to regain consciousness…”

Miyazaki Yuko paused for a moment, then added, "For example, sleep paralysis. The person is clearly awake, but cannot wake up, which is somewhat similar to the lucid dream you experienced before."

Genji Tamako asked instinctively, "So, Dr. Miyazaki, can you do something like that too?"

There was a moment or two of silence on the other end of the phone, then Miyazaki Yuko's voice came through again: "What kind of thing is it?"

Yuan Yuzi, unsuspecting, explained, "It's about hypnotizing someone, putting them in a sleepwalking state, making them unable to regain consciousness... Can you do something like that?"

"Hmm, it should work, right? I haven't tried it before, so I'm not sure..." Miyazaki Yuko said.

"Eh, is that so?"

Gen Tamako was somewhat disappointed. If Dr. Miyazaki could have done it, he might have been able to bring those drug addicts back to their senses, thus restoring their reputations in court and clearing their names.

Undeterred, she pressed on, "What about Dr. Arima? Dr. Arima is so skilled, he must have a way to bring the patient back to consciousness, right?"

As she spoke, Gen Tamako slapped her forehead. She had really gone crazy investigating the case. She should have stopped Dr. Arima and let him treat Matsumoto Masakyu... He had already figured out the 'cause' back then. Since he knew what caused it, he probably had a way to solve it.

Upon hearing this, Miyazaki Yuko offered an explanation: the suggestions given by a hypnotist can only be deciphered by the hypnotist themselves; other hypnotists are powerless to help. It's like a codebook; without the corresponding code, there's no way to begin.

Gen Tamako sighed inwardly, thanked Miyazaki Yuko, and then hung up the phone.

Fushimi Shika listened in on the whole thing, and seeing Minamoto Tamako's frustrated expression, he asked, "What's with the sigh?"

“All the leads have gone cold now, and I have no idea how to proceed with the investigation…” Minamoto no Tamako suddenly realized something, her two ahoge (cowlicks) stood up, and she squinted at Fushimi Shika, wondering why Fushimi-kun would ask that question? Was he simply concerned about her mood?
No, that's not right.

Fushimi-kun will definitely show off his intelligence next.

As expected, Fushimi Shika looked disdainful upon hearing this, giving him an expression that seemed to say, "How did your IQ drop so drastically?"

"How did the lead go cold? Wasn't the investigation going smoothly?"

Fushimi Shika's old habits kicked in again. He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw the patrol officers arrive. He turned around and left, taking off his shoe covers, which were covered in dog poop, as he went.

Genji deliberately didn't ask. She followed behind, took off her shoe covers, and put them in a plastic bag. Japan has strict garbage sorting, and she couldn't throw dog poop into the trash can.

After walking for a while, Fushimi Shika finally had some peace and quiet. To his surprise, Minamoto no Tamako didn't ask him any questions.

He glanced back and saw that Yuan Yuzi was pursing her lips, looking like she was holding back a lot, with a stubborn expression that said, "If you don't tell me, I won't ask."

Ha, you've gotten smarter now.

Fushimi Shika was curious; he wanted to know how long Minamoto Tamako could endure it. So, he walked along, silently counting in his mind. Just as he counted to three, Minamoto Tamako's voice came from behind him: "How come it went so smoothly? What did you deduce?"

"Oh, so you didn't think of that?" Fushimi Shika asked knowingly.

"Say it already! Just say it!!" Minamoto no Tamako couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Fushimi Shika's arm, shaking it back and forth.

As the captain of the reasoning team, it was one thing for her to be a beat slower than her teammates, but to be deliberately kept in suspense by them was simply unbearable. If it weren't for the need to investigate the case, she would have smashed Fushimi's head in long ago!

As for the idea that a girlfriend should be gentle and have feminine strength, Minamoto Tamako completely forgot about it.

In private, Fushimi-kun takes advantage of her boyfriend status to get the better of her, and she doesn't mind; but outside, in the workplace, if Fushimi-kun is joking around with her, acting unserious, and not seriously discussing the case, then she has to use her status as the captain of the reasoning team to give him a serious warning!
Fushimi Shika, taking advantage of the situation again, had this as a regular occurrence for him. Whenever he had the chance, he would ask Minamoto no Tamako for her stamp, and this time was no exception. "I don't really want to say, unless you give me a stamp."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yuzi skillfully took out her little white notebook, casually pulled out a stamp from her pocket, opened the lid, breathed on it, and was about to stamp it when her hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

Her eyes widened as she carefully counted the stamps in the notebook—one, two, three, four… Finally, Minamoto no Tamako suddenly realized that Fushimi Shika was just one stamp away from completing thirty consecutive days of check-ins!

Wow, that was close!

Yuan Yuzi secretly rejoiced that she had reacted quickly enough; otherwise, the consequences of stamping the seal would have been unimaginable.

That's really strange, did I really have so many stamps?

And didn't I collect a lot of stamps before? How come there are so many of them out of nowhere... Did I put these stamps on them? Could it be that Fushimi-kun secretly forged them?
Minamoto no Tamako flipped through the pages rapidly. She had recorded every single stamp. After carefully checking the records, she found that there were no mistakes or omissions. Fushimi-kun had indeed secretly collected twenty-nine stamps!

Hiss, so terrifying!
Fushimi Shika noticed Minamoto Tamako's subtle movements. He stood in the stairwell, leaning against the stair railing, and turned to look at her, asking, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Could it be that they noticed it?
Judging from Minamoto no Tamako's expression, she has most likely already noticed...

Genji couldn't say it outright, but she had copied Fushimi-kun's Rabbit Coins, including the recycling mechanism. The unspoken rule was that it wasn't allowed to say that the ultimate prize was unredeemable, otherwise the issued currency and stamps would lose their validity.

But she can't cover it up now. If Fushimi-kun collects them all, who knows what he'll do!

Yuan Yuzi was caught in a dilemma, her single-mindedness turned into a double bind, and she was caught in a dilemma, holding the seal and unable to back down.

"What's wrong?" Fushimi Shika leaned closer, staring at her profile, slowly approaching like a wolf king observing a husky: "Hey, what are you waiting for?"

Gen Tamako slammed her notebook shut, awkwardly turned her face away, and said with an embarrassed laugh, "Uh, actually, I still want to challenge myself. I can't always rely on Fushimi-kun for deductions..."

"So?" Fushimi Shika asked.

"So let's forget about it. If you do well tomorrow, I'll naturally stamp it."

Yuan Yuzi said that, but what she was really thinking was, who knows what tomorrow will bring? She'll find an excuse tonight and get a few more stamps on her ID.

Fushimi Shika saw through her thoughts, snorted coldly, turned and went downstairs, saying, "Whatever, time waits for no one, I'm not in a hurry, it's time to go home for lunch..."

"Just grab a bento box and call it a day! What if we miss the golden time to investigate if we keep delaying?" Minamoto no Tamako was getting anxious; she was worried that Fushimi-kun would open a shop.

"We've already been delayed for so long, what's a little more time?"

Fushimi Shika paused, then mischievously added, "If it turns out it was only a matter of a minute, then it's not my fault. It's someone else's fault for being reluctant to stamp the document, delaying the investigation, and bearing the main responsibility..."

"You're the one who wanted to slack off, so why blame me?" Yuan Yuzi felt it was unfair.

"Because you're the captain of the deduction team!"

Fushimi Shika had never taken the so-called deduction team seriously, but now he was calling himself a member of the team and righteously condemning their captain, Minamoto Tamako: "As the captain, shouldn't you bear the main responsibility? Isn't the captain's duty to motivate the team members? Have you thought about why I was slacking off?"

After saying that, he poked Gen Tamako's shoulder with his finger: "A qualified captain should look for problems within himself!"

"..."

Minamoto no Tamako felt that what Fushimi-kun said was truly insightful and made a lot of sense.

She looked down at the small white notebook in her hand, torn between two conflicting thoughts. Should she stamp it to boost the team's morale? Or should she simply wait and see, perhaps she'd figure out how to proceed with the investigation later...?

At that moment, Fushimi Shika noticed her hesitation and pressed his advantage, leaning back and muttering, "Remember that patrolman whose face was chewed up? I heard that you were his most respected senior... Sigh, what a pity, so young and disfigured, he'll probably have a hard time for the rest of his life..."

He straightened up and shook his head repeatedly: "If it were me, I would never betray the trust of the younger generation. Even if it meant sacrificing a hundred Rabbit Coins, I would think it was worth it!"

The more Yuan Yuzi listened, the more guilty she felt. On the one hand, she felt she had let her junior down, and on the other hand, she felt ashamed of her own stinginess.

As expected, the Rabbit Coin created by Fushimi-kun was too awful; even if she copied it, she could hardly capture its essence.

Minamoto no Tamako accepted her fate. Let Fushimi-kun do whatever he wants. She was willing to risk everything for the sake of solving the case. Even if Fushimi-kun made her a foot-massaging slave every day, she would accept it!
Yuan Yuzi gritted her teeth, flipped open the little white book, and stamped it abruptly, as if afraid she would regret it:
"Look! It's covered up now, so you can talk now, right?!"

Fushimi Shika's wicked scheme had succeeded, and he couldn't suppress the smirk playing on his lips. He forced himself to keep from revealing his smug, villainous expression and said calmly, "No rush. Shouldn't we settle the stamps? If I remember correctly, we should have clocked in thirty times in a row by now, right?"

Gen Tamako lowered her head, pouted, and silently flipped through the pages, reluctantly saying, "Hmm, probably..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pressed her finger on one of the pages: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Fushimi Shika frowned.

“Look, this place has been closed for a whole day!” Yuan Yuzi exclaimed.

As the saying goes, there's always a way out, and heaven always favors the righteous. She almost burst out laughing, her mouth stretching into a U-shape.

“Oh, then I’ll use Rabbit Coins to make up for the missed signature.” Fushimi Shika took out her wallet from her pocket, took out a self-made Rabbit Coin, and handed it over: “You said before, right? No more than three interruptions are allowed, and you can make up for the missed signature with Rabbit Coins.”

"No, your Rabbit Coins cannot be exchanged for Indulgence Coupons at the same rate! You didn't make that clear before, so it doesn't count!" Yuan Yuzi was on high alert.

“Then I’ll use an indulgence ticket to sign it again.” Fushimi Shika pulled out another indulgence ticket.

Seeing that he was about to collect all the stamps, he couldn't help but get carried away. It was like the final cut on Pinduoduo; even Einstein, who had been poisoned before, would have to take the bait.

Minamoto no Tamako had been waiting for these words. She snatched the indulgence with a snap, her small hand moving so fast it left a blur. Seeing this, Fushimi Shika suddenly realized what was happening. He mentally recalled the indulgences he had issued, and then his expression changed drastically!

Oh no, this guy collected them all!!

Genji held the indulgence in both hands, brought it to her nose, and took a deep breath.

"Hiss—whoosh~"

(End of this chapter)