Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 490 Anger
Fushimi Shika received another order from his superiors. Kinoshita Shojin ordered him to rush to the scene, forgetting about the kidnapping case, because the counter-terrorism operation needed his help.

Fushimi Shika coughed a few times and said that he was seriously ill and could not get away for the time being.

Normally, if he did this to Kinoshita Shojin, Kinoshita Shojin wouldn't say anything, he'd let him rest as usual, and leave would be granted as appropriate... But now, with hundreds of people at the command post watching Kinoshita Shojin and Commander Kujo staring at him with a death stare, even if he had a screw loose, he wouldn't let Fushimi Shika get away with it.

"If you don't come, you can expect to be fired!" Kinoshita Shojin roared.

"What? Such a good thing?" Fushimi Shika said.

He was indeed a little reluctant to continue, and the main reason he stayed in the Metropolitan Police Department was because Minamoto no Tamako didn't want him to resign.

If Fushimi Shika were to resign voluntarily, Minamoto no Tamako would definitely whine and complain, and might even stage a scene like Xiao He chasing Han Xin under the moon or Diao Chan seducing Lü Bu. Just thinking about it gave him a headache, so he might as well just let things take their course.

But if he was fired, it would be different. Minamoto no Tamako wouldn't bother him; she would only bother Section Chief Kinoshita.

Kujo Yui snatched the phone away and said coldly, "If you don't come, I'll have her come."

Fushimi Shika was taken aback. He knew that the "she" Kujo Yui was referring to was Minamoto no Tamako. He didn't expect Kujo Yui to be so ruthless, even sending her own daughter to the front lines as cannon fodder.

But then he thought again and realized that given Kujo Yui's personality, she was probably just bluffing him. This woman was cunning and not to be trusted completely.

"Then let her go. I trust her; she'll definitely be able to handle it."

Fushimi Shika hung up the phone immediately after speaking and blocked the number, not giving Kujo Yui a chance to lash out.

He never imagined that Kujo Yui wouldn't be asking him to defuse a bomb, but rather to coax a dog.

Furthermore, Fushimi Shika really couldn't leave. It would be midnight in two hours, and Uesugi Shion would call again then, so he had to stay here.

If we don't fight back, we'll just keep being led by the nose by Uesugi Shion.

On the other side, Kujo Yui was not as furious as Fushimi Shika had expected. She finished another cigarette, lit another one, and had no time to be angry. The matter of assigning blame could wait until later. Right now, she had to focus all her energy on defusing the bomb.

The command post was unusually quiet, with only the ticking of the countdown clock. The bomb disposal experts and detectives on the front lines were still waiting for her instructions.

Kujo Yui exhaled a puff of smoke, then sighed deeply, her voice low and somber:
"Call Yuko over."

Kinoshita Shojin hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but advise, "Why don't we send someone to bring Fushimi-kun over... Miss Tamako might not be able to handle such pressure."

"Didn't she claim to be prepared?" Kujo Yui's fingers trembled. "I was prepared too, from the day she joined the company."

“But…” Kinoshita Shojin wanted to persuade him again.

"Where's Officer Gen, the Criminal Investigation Division Chief of the Sugamo Police Station in Tokyo?!" Kujo Yui shouted, "Call her here!!"

The chief gave Kinoshita Shojin a push, and the two saluted at the same time, bowed their heads and slapped their clothes. He then turned around and called Minamoto Tamako to tell her to come to the scene.

When Yuan Yuzi learned that she would be able to go on missions again, she was overjoyed and readily agreed.

There were no empty cars at the police station, so she had to take a taxi to Sunshine City. She was stopped once by traffic police who were on duty, but she showed her badge to indicate that she was on a mission before they let her go.

By the time Yuan Yuzi arrived at the scene, it was already 10:30.

Kujo didn't see her; instead, she hid inside the command vehicle, smoking alone against the side of the carriage. She felt a pang of regret that things had come to this point, but she didn't intend to run away. The reason she hid in the carriage smoking was mainly to prevent her daughter from influencing her judgment.

Section Chief Kinoshita explained the situation to Minamoto Tamako, who was shocked and instinctively asked, "Why would terrorists kidnap my Jun?"

Ah Jun should be getting his stomach treated at the vet!

Could it be that the terrorists were veterinarians? And they intended to abuse small animals in this way?
Kinoshita Shojin stated that the terrorists' motives were still unclear, and the priority should be defusing the bomb. To increase the chances of a successful bomb defusal, they had to call Minamoto Tamako over to calm her pet dog and get it to cooperate with the veterinarian in removing the wires implanted in the dog's body.

"Officer Gen, are you confident you can get the dog to cooperate with the surgery?" Kinoshita Shojin, no longer calling Tamako, started addressing her as "Officer Gen": "If not, it's best not to take unnecessary risks..."

“I can give it a try,” Yuan Yuzi said earnestly. “Jun is very obedient; he understands what I mean.”

Kinoshita Shojin was speechless. He should have brought Watanabe Shun with him; maybe he could have persuaded the mother and daughter.

Watanabe Shun and Moriki Masaaki are currently under martial law on the outskirts; they have no right to participate in commanding the operation.

Seeing the worried look on Section Chief Kinoshita's face, Gen Tamako smiled lightly and said, "I want to go save Jun. No one is forcing me."

Since things have already come to this point, we have no choice but to go through with it.

Kujou Yui directed the others via walkie-talkie to help Genjiro and the veterinarian put on their bomb suits. The two carried bomb shields and medical kits, one after the other, into the underground parking lot.

Before Yuan Yuzi arrived, the command center had done ideological work with the veterinarian, which was nothing more than coercion and inducement, leaving the veterinarian with no other choice.

The entire mall was now without power, and the red emergency lights on the basement level looked particularly eerie.

Yuan Yuzi saw the heavy equipment and the broken wall. The three of them stood by the wall, blocking the opening, preventing Ajun from sneaking out.

She heard a sobbing sound, and feeling anxious, she ran forward and shouted:

"Jun! Are you inside?"

The only response to Yuan Yuzi's bark was that Ah Jun seemed to have found someone to back him up, and he kept wagging his tail and barking wildly.

Yuan Yuzi saw Ah Jun lying on the hollow floor and the blue lines on his body. Her heart pounded, and she quickly said, "Don't move! Don't move!"

Ah Jun seemed to understand, and indeed he didn't move, sitting down in place, not even wagging his tail.

The administrative officer and detective made way for Yuan Yuzi to approach and calm the pet dog.

When Yuan Yuzi saw the stitches on A-Jun's body and the blue thread inserted into them, her heart ached. She reached out and touched A-Jun's head, whispering, "It must hurt a lot, right?"

Ah Jun sobbed again, as if expressing his grievances.

"Sorry to make you bear with it a little longer... I'll untie you right away..."

Yuan Yuzi stroked Ajun's head, helped him lie on his side, and indicated to the veterinarian that the surgery could begin. Through the blast suit mask, she leaned close to Ajun and said, "It might hurt a lot, just bear with it."

Ah Jun blinked at her, his tail tucked tightly between his legs.

Anyone could see that Ah Jun was terrified.

The veterinarian took a deep breath, removed his bomb suit, opened his medical kit, and began sterilizing the instruments. If a bomb exploded at this close range, it wouldn't matter whether he was wearing a bomb suit or not; the only difference would be the manner of death.

Everything takes priority in the surgery; only if the dog survives the surgery will he have a chance to leave alive.

The veterinarian knew his priorities. He put on gloves and a mask, shaved the hair off Ah Jun's sutures, cleaned and disinfected them carefully, and then gently cut the sutures.

Ah Jun's calves twitched uncontrollably from the pain. Yuan Yuzi's eyes reddened, and she kept repeating, "I'm sorry... just bear with it... just bear with it a little longer..." Under the spotlight, the veterinarian gently pulled open the wound in this sterile environment and could vaguely see an indicator light flashing inside the abdominal cavity.

The bomb disposal expert, who was watching nearby, immediately used his walkie-talkie to call out: "Report to command center, there is an electronic circuit inside the dog!"

Choosing not to directly unplug the blue wire was the right decision.

Kujo Yui did not act rashly, but chose to do her best to minimize the risks. In this respect, she is a qualified commander.

But she was not a good mother.

Kujo Yui was aware of this, but she had no time to think about these issues: "Continue the surgery, expand the field of vision, and determine whether the electronic circuit is connected to the internal organs."

The bomb disposal expert's walkie-talkie was on speakerphone, and the veterinarian heard the instructions. He slightly opened the wound, and Ah-Jun screamed in pain, but with Yuan Yu-Zi's comfort, he did not struggle wildly and continued to endure the pain with his willpower.

A pool of blood slowly spread, and Ah Jun's breathing grew weaker and weaker.

After confirming that there were no other adhesions or devices, the bomb disposal expert made a quick judgment without needing instructions from the command post—he removed the blood-stained blue wire.

The veterinarian reacted decisively, immediately cleaning the wound, suturing the surgical incision again, and giving Ah Jun a blood transfusion.

"It might not last much longer," the veterinarian said, his forehead covered in sweat, which he didn't even bother to wipe away. "We need to defuse the bomb as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he prepared to make his escape.

The officer grabbed him and told him to stay there and find a way to save Ah Jun when he was about to die. The dog had to be alive before the bomb was defused.

The veterinarian checked Ah Jun's pulse: "It's too late... He can only hold on for another half hour at most."

Yuan Yuzi's heart leaped into her throat. She hurriedly begged the veterinarian to save A-Jun. The veterinarian also looked helpless. Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. In this situation, how could he save a dog that had its abdomen opened and was poisoned?
He is not a god!

The bomb disposal expert had no time to spare. The moment he removed the blue wire, he began disarming the bomb, injecting inert chemicals into its interior while simultaneously cutting off the fuse and sensing devices.

These are all delicate tasks, not necessarily more delicate than surgery, but certainly more stressful.

A qualified bomb disposal expert needs not only strong resilience but also the ability to remain patient in a crisis. He carried out each bomb disposal step methodically, as time ticked away, and he dared not rush it even slightly.

The officer was doing everything he could to buy time, almost yelling at the veterinarian to keep the dog alive no matter what.

"I...I brought adrenaline with me. If he gets to the point of collapse, I can give him an injection, but..."

The veterinarian paused, then looked at Yuan Yuzi: "If we give him the injection, he won't survive; we can only prolong his life for a while."

The officer, oblivious to Yuan Yuzi's feelings, sternly ordered, "Watch its condition. If it's about to die, give it the injection! If one injection doesn't work, give it another, until the bomb is defused!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yuzi bit her lower lip and remained silent.

She understands the priorities and won't let personal feelings interfere with important matters. In some ways, she's very similar to Kujo Yui.

Every second counts, and everyone on the front lines is working tirelessly.

What the command post can do is act as support, meet their demands at all costs, and shield them from all interference.

The clock hanging in the center of the command post ticked away like the relentless footsteps of death.

Ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

The five frontline workers were nearly exhausted. Even Yuan Yuzi was mentally and physically drained. All she could do was stroke Ajun again and again, asking him to bear with it and promising to take him away.

Ah Jun was no longer responding. It squinted its eyes, lay on its side in the hollow layer, and remained motionless.

The veterinarian had been listening to Ah Jun's heartbeat with a stethoscope. He swallowed hard and said, "It... can't hold on much longer."

"Inject adrenaline." The officer didn't hesitate at all.

The veterinarian chose this profession because he loves small animals, and he didn't want to become an executioner, but as Naoro Minamoto said, life has different levels of value, and he had no other choice.

The veterinarian removed the pre-prepared adrenaline tubing, inserted a needle into Ah Jun's body, and injected the adrenaline.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Jun's heart regained its vitality, his breathing became heavy, his spirits recovered considerably, and he even had the energy to wag his tail at Yuan Yuzi.

"Ouch..."

Ah Jun stuck out his tongue and licked Yuan Yuzi's hand through the bomb suit.

Yuan Yuzi's heart sank little by little. She forced a smile, not wanting Ah Jun to leave sad.

The veterinarian had done all he could. He patted Genji on the shoulder and said, "Say what you want to say now."

He didn't even bother to pack his first-aid kit before taking off to run.

The veterinarian grabbed him and made him stay to prepare for the next injection. The veterinarian could only smile wryly and say, "We didn't prepare for another injection at all. Once this one is done, a hundred more injections won't help."

"How long will this injection last?" the officer asked.

"Ten to fifteen minutes," the veterinarian said. "It might be shorter; it can't hold on any longer."

"That's enough." The bomb disposal expert didn't turn around and continued with his work.

There was really nothing more for the veterinarian to do here, so the administrator had no choice but to let go and allow him to leave.

The walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life, and the command post issued another order: "Everyone except the bomb disposal experts, evacuate immediately."

The officer glanced at Minamoto no Tamako: "We've already prepared ourselves..."

"That's an order!!" the other person emphasized. "Don't make me repeat myself!!"

The officer took a deep breath and, together with another detective, pulled Yuan Yuzi along, whispering, "Officer Yuan, let's go."

Yuan Yuzi didn't say anything. She looked deeply at Ajun, clenched her fists, and backed away step by step.

The red light in the basement grew dimmer and dimmer. Ah Jun lay prone deep within the atrium, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

At this moment, Gen Tamako sensed the deep malice of the bomb planter. Unlike the true culprit of the Heavenly Punishment, this person took pleasure in toying with and torturing others, recklessly playing with life.

She had never been so angry; the fire seemed to burst from her chest.

(End of this chapter)