Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 478 Coming at the right time

The quality of the firearms she received was unsatisfactory, so Yuan Yuzi had to resort to her backup plan: to first get an AK, then a rifle, and then expand her business to achieve even greater success.

She asked the three henchmen about the local gangs, and Yi Zetao answered all her questions without reservation, naming each one in Jiangcheng's underworld.

There was Brother Sun, who did earthmoving; Little Li, who worked in nightclubs; and Old Wang, who was involved in demolition... The guys in this circle loved drinking, bragging, and making friends, and most knew each other's backgrounds. The three of them simply squatted down in the alley and started a heated discussion about who had the most guns, looking like street thugs at first glance.

In the end, the three of them unanimously agreed that Brother Sun, who did the earthwork, was the most ruthless and probably had a dozen guns. If they were going to take him down, they should take him down.

Yuan Yuzi thought it was a good idea and planned to become a vigilante to enforce the law, hand over the firearms to the authorities, and then reuse them.

“But Brother Sun has about a hundred men under his command,” Yi Zetao cautiously probed, “Can our boss handle them?”

"Who's your boss?" Yuan Yuzi's mind hadn't quite caught up yet.

She's a serving detective at the Sugamo Police Station of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department; she wouldn't be like street thugs who claim to be bosses to each other.

Yi Zetao emphasized that it was "the heroine behind you who refused to reveal her name," and Yuan Yuzi finally realized what he meant. She looked around and saw that the three people had different expressions, some eager, some wary, and some uneasy. It was clear that they were extremely wary of the "mysterious adult" behind Yuan Yuzi.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yuzi had a sudden inspiration and said, "Didn't you just say you were willing to go through fire and water? The time has come to prove your sincerity and ability... Go find Brother Sun and get a gun as a pledge of loyalty, and the boss will naturally accept you."

"Huh, me?" Ma Xiang pointed to his nose.

Yi Zetao slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Are you stupid?! It's definitely not just the three of us; the boss will send more people... right?"

After saying that, the three of them looked at Gen Tamako with eager eyes.

“Of course,” Gen Tamako said confidently, patting her chest. “I’ll go with you.”

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances. Liu Daniu chuckled, telling Yuan Yuzi to stop joking. Yuan Yuzi raised her gun again and retorted, "Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

The three quickly raised their hands, eagerly pledging their loyalty. Genji was very satisfied; the feeling of being able to do whatever she wanted in her dream wasn't bad at all.

She brandished the gun, pacing back and forth in front of the three men, claiming that they were all guilty and that she was giving Liu Daniu and the others a chance to atone for their sins. She said they should seize the opportunity, as the saying goes, "a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold," and that it was not too late to repent.

The more Liu Daniu listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Yi Zetao also felt something was strange. Before the two could think about it further, Ma Xiang knelt down first, repeatedly promising that he would seize the opportunity and repent.

It's common knowledge that people have a herd mentality. When Liu Daniu and Yi Zetao heard their companion back down, they followed suit without much thought. This is similar to a pyramid scheme; once the first shill takes the lead, the others are naturally influenced by the emotion.

Yuan Yuzi was very satisfied. She proudly asked Yi Zetao to lead the way. This guy was probably the smartest of the three. Maybe she could recruit him as a strategist.

Yi Zetao was stunned. He couldn't help but ask, "Now?"

Yuan Yuzi nodded. She never liked to procrastinate when working, and urged, "Let's get this over with as soon as possible and finish this quickly."

"Okay... okay."

Yi Zetao had Sun Ge's contact information, so he called and learned that Sun Ge was playing mahjong with his underlings. So he led Yuan Yuzi and the others to the mahjong parlor.

That place was an underground gambling den, located in a residential building, with iron fences and iron gates providing double protection. The chips used in the game could be exchanged for real money, and a single game could accumulate to tens of thousands of yuan in gambling funds.

Liu Daniu was a regular customer, often coming to try his luck. Yi Zetao and Ma Xiang would occasionally come with their boss to relax. The underlings who guarded the gambling den all knew the three of them, and when they arrived, they didn't question them much and just let them in. At most, when Yuan Yuzi came in, they would casually ask, "Is this your kid?"

"Ah, it's... the boss's illegitimate daughter."

Yi Zetao reacted quickly, casually assigning Yuan Yuzi an identity. The latter immediately accepted the identity as Cao Yuzi without objection, knowing that she needed a fake identity to infiltrate the area.

As soon as Yuan Yuzi entered, she was hit by a strong smell of smoke, so pungent it was almost unbearable to open her eyes. This was followed by the stench of sweat, betel nut, beer… a barrage of nauseating odors assaulted Yuan Yuzi's sensitive sense of smell, making her feel as if she were in hell.

Fortunately, Yi Zetao led her quickly into a private room. Inside, there was an exhaust fan and air conditioning. Incense and a statue of the God of Wealth were placed by the window. The environment was obviously much better than outside, and the air was fresher.

Yuan Yuzi let out a long sigh and carefully examined the card room.

There were two card tables in the room, with eight people playing cards, two people eating dinner on the side, and a younger brother helping to serve tea and water, making a total of eleven people.

Brother Sun sat in the far corner of the card table, carefully feeling the cards with his fingers. Yi Zetao leaned over, offered him a cigarette, and made small talk, exchanging a few pleasantries with Brother Sun.

"Eighty thousand!"

Brother Sun played a card, glanced at Yi Zetao, and said, "I heard Old Cao died. What happened?"

"Something unexpected happened..."

Yi Zetao looked around the card room. All the card players had dragon and tiger tattoos on their arms. If a fight broke out here, they would probably be in grave danger.

Therefore, he glanced back at Yuan Yuzi, implying that they should just let it go for now, as three people plus a child couldn't possibly control so many people!

Genji mistakenly thought that his look meant he was about to attack, so she put her hands in her pockets and gripped the gun handle.

Yi Zetao was terrified. He hadn't expected things to escalate so much. He had thought the girl was just there to negotiate, to intimidate the other party and buy two guns from them... But judging from her expression, it seemed she was serious!
Is this really an eight-year-old child? How can someone be so murderous!
Liu Daniu and Ma Xiang didn't notice that they had followed closely behind and started chatting with Brother Sun.

When they talked about Cao Yan's death, they were filled with righteous indignation. They told him about their encounter with Lawyer Zhou and asked if Brother Sun could help them. Brother Sun and their boss were quite close... after all, Brother Sun often went to their place to solicit prostitutes.

"Attorney Zhou...that sounds familiar...is it just the same name? I also know a lawyer named Zhou Hao, he's tall and thin, and his fees aren't cheap!"

After saying that, Brother Sun joked, "So, a few pimps are coming to me begging for food? Don't even think about you pleading for me; even if Old Cao himself came, his words wouldn't carry any weight!" His underlings and card-playing friends joined in the teasing and jeering at Yi Zetao and the others.

"Didn't Old Cao teach you how to behave? How come you're getting so arrogant now that he's gone?"

"Just take over Lao Cao's job honestly, recruit a few more pretty girls, and make everyone happy first."

"We're really short on cash. Our construction site needs a bricklayer. Do you want to come? Considering our old friendship, we'll pay you two hundred a day!"

……

Yi Zetao and the others' faces flushed red and then turned pale. Liu Daniu couldn't take it anymore and wanted to slam his fist on the card table. Before he could even speak, a dozen or so people stood up at once, all with stiff faces, completely losing their joking demeanor. The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, and if Liu Daniu said another word, he might get a beating.

Ma Xiang backed down first. He tugged at Liu Daniu's sleeve, trying to get Liu Daniu to back down and apologize to everyone so that the matter could be considered over.

Liu Daniu's face turned red, he couldn't bring himself to do it, but he didn't dare to make a move directly. Two burly men were already holding beer bottles, and even if he was brave, he didn't want to take a beating.

Yi Zetao smiled obsequiously and bowed in apology. But Brother Sun didn't give him any face. He casually threw the mahjong tiles on the table and said coldly, "Break his arm to teach him a lesson."

The crowd gathered around, about to make a move, when suddenly a crisp click was heard. Yi Zetao was the first to react; it was the sound of a gun being cocked. He immediately covered his head with his hands and crouched down.

Brother Sun chuckled, thinking this guy was prepared to get beaten up. Just as he was about to praise him for being sensible, a little girl squeezed into the crowd and walked towards him.

Where did this child come from?

Brother Sun was stunned. He then saw the girl pull out a replica Type 64 pistol from her school uniform pocket, point it at his forehead, and say seriously, "Police, stop! Put your hands on your head and squat down!"

The room fell silent.

Before anyone else could react, Yuan Yuzi skillfully stepped forward, grabbed Brother Sun's arm, and kicked him hard in the back of the knee, forcing him to kneel down.

Enraged, Brother Sun instinctively tried to fight back, but Yuan Yuzi fired a shot right next to his forehead. The bullet shattered the mahjong table, and plastic shards flew all over his face. He shuddered and lay on the table, too afraid to move.

“You are now being arrested on charges of obstructing law enforcement, illegal gambling, attempted assault, and attempted assault on a police officer,” Yuan Yuzi said, pressing the gun to the back of his head while deftly searching him with her other hand, pulling out the folding knife from Brother Sun’s body and placing it on the card table. “Please come with us.”

The card players and their underlings were stunned. The aura emanating from Yuan Yuzi was too familiar. This eight-year-old child's tone and demeanor were like a police officer, and his law enforcement actions were exceptionally efficient. For people like them who were in the underground business, it was like having a bloodline suppression.

Those outside the card room heard the gunshot and assumed the thermos had broken, so they wanted to come in and check. Yi Zetao reacted quickly, immediately blocking the doorway to prevent anyone from entering, claiming he was handling personal matters and couldn't come in.

The others didn't dare to say anything either, after all, Yuan Yuzi had a gun.

Unlike Liu Daniu and the others, Brother Sun remained calm even with a gun pointed at the back of his head. While raising his hands in surrender, he asked Yuan Yuzi, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

Yuan Yuzi didn't know what the Buddha meant, but she could tell that she was outnumbered and that the suspect seemed to be resisting and was not obedient.

"Everyone who is not involved, leave now!" she shouted, looking around. "Otherwise, I'll take action!"

No one moved. A few people hesitated, but seeing that no one else moved, they stayed.

Those in this line of work all like to compete in ruthlessness. Nobody wants to be the first to back down, lest they be ridiculed at future drinking parties and looked down upon at crucial moments, just like Liu Daniu and the others just now.

Brother Sun was very tough and shouted back, "The 64 magazine only has seven bullets! There are still six left in it. You can't escape even if you kill me!"

Yuan Yuzi wanted to say, "Then I'll kill you," but her professional ethics and integrity wouldn't allow her to do so. She warned them repeatedly, but with each warning, the deterrent effect weakened, and the others seemed to slowly realize that she wouldn't dare to fire, tentatively approaching step by step.

Now, Yuan Yuzi was at her wit's end. She decided to spend some money to make these people realize the seriousness of the situation. After all, this was a dream, and these weren't real people, so she could go all out and use the force of the police station's senior officers—if the senior officers were present, Brother Sun's head would have already been blown to bits, and there wouldn't be any more nonsense.
"This little girl doesn't study properly, where did she get a gun to show off in front of me..."

As he spoke, Brother Sun slowly straightened up. He was mentally prepared to take a hit. As long as it wasn't a fatal wound, he could take care of this brat.

I never imagined these three pimps could be so depraved, ordering a little girl to carry a gun and act as a scapegoat... Is this something a human being could do?
You deserve to be looked down upon!
Yuan Yuzi took a deep breath, slowly lowered the muzzle of her gun, and aimed it at Brother Sun's lower abdomen, intending to shoot his liver or large intestine. It wouldn't kill him with one shot, but it would be intimidating enough.

Before she could pull the trigger, a chaotic argument suddenly broke out outside the card room.

The others didn't pay any attention, their focus remaining on Gen Tamako, until the arguing turned into screams, at which point they turned around in confusion.

After the screams, there was a flurry of footsteps, as if the gamblers were fleeing in panic. Everyone thought the cops had really arrived, and their gazes toward Yuan Yuzi changed. Some thought she might be a dwarf plainclothes officer or something, appearing to be an eight-year-old child but actually a twenty or thirty-year-old on-duty police officer... But anyone with a modicum of sense knew that Yuan Yuzi's background was definitely not clean, after all, the police wouldn't and wouldn't dare to use a replica Type 64 pistol.

A moment later, the area outside the door became quiet, almost too quiet.

No one spoke in the card room. All eyes turned to the door. The sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor came from the door. With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a lawyer in a suit and carrying a briefcase stood in front of everyone.

Zhou Hao—or more accurately, the young Fushimi Shika—lowered his head, took off his blood-stained glasses with his right hand, pulled out a glasses cloth from his collar, carefully wiped them clean, then put the clean rimless glasses back on his ears and pushed the frames up with his middle finger.

The lenses reflected a cold light as he looked around, his gaze finally settling on Brother Sun and Yuan Yuzi.

"good afternoon."

Fushimi Shika nodded in greeting, his tone as if the bloodstains on his body and cheek didn't exist. He stepped into the card room, and everyone took a step back, watching as he gently closed the door behind him.

He sat down across the table, interlaced his fingers, and asked earnestly:
"Did I come at the wrong time?"

(End of this chapter)