Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 500 The Case of the Unidentified Female Corpse in the Desolate Mountains

Even though Genji was oblivious to the intrigues and power struggles in officialdom, she could vaguely sense that something was amiss.

But she really didn't know where the feeling that something was wrong came from, so she could only ask Fushimi Shika for his opinion. As it happened, Fushimi Shika was a master of deception, and with a light and casual remark, "Instead of guessing, you should ask Commander Kujo himself," he shifted the problem away. He can be called the best non-stick pan in Japan.

Gen Tamako had no choice but to call again, but unfortunately Kujo Yui's phone was busy again. It seemed she wouldn't have time to chat with her daughter tonight.

"Should we go and help?" Yuan Yuzi couldn't stay idle. With such a big incident happening, she felt that as a police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, she should bear a responsibility.

"Going there will only make things worse. Just stay home and rest." Fushimi Shika turned off the TV and planned to go back to his room to rest.

Yuan Yuzi was very anxious. This feeling of being unable to do anything was terrible. She thought that she would call her mother tomorrow when she had some free time to ask what was going on.

Ping Yingzi seized the opportunity to seamlessly transition into playing video games on the TV.

Unfortunately, her plan was seen through by Fushimi Shika, who grabbed her by the back of the neck, dragged her back to her room, and ordered her to go to sleep.

"I don't have school tomorrow, why should I sleep so early?" Ping Yingzi wanted to continue playing, clearly becoming a net-addicted girl.

"Why don't you need to go to school?" Fushimi Shikako thought. "If you don't go to school, then all my tuition fees will be wasted."
“It’s not safe outside,” Hira Sakurako said, having learned to play the victim and already having some experience with it: “I’m scared, what if I get kidnapped again?”

Seeing this, Yuan Yuzi felt heartbroken and quickly hugged Ping Yingzi, saying softly, "If you don't want to go, then don't. I'll ask your teacher for leave tomorrow so you can rest at home for a while..."

As she spoke, she pulled Ping Yingzi back to her room, intending to sleep with Ping Yingzi that night to soothe her emotions.

"Where will I sleep tonight?" Fushimi Shika was unwilling to let the duck that was about to be eaten fly away.

"You can sleep in your own room. Uesugi Shion isn't here anymore... Hmph, I still get angry thinking about how I lent her my room!" Minamoto Tamako's eyebrows shot up, and she pouted. "Playing dumb and taking advantage of other people's kindness is really despicable!"

After saying that, she pulled Ping Yingzi into the room and closed the door behind her.

Hira Sakurako suggested that she could heal by playing games, but Minamoto Tamako disagreed. How could the excitement of the virtual world compare to the warmth of the real world? She wanted to personally heal and influence Sakurako, giving her the experience of coming home.

Ping Yingzi's plan failed, leaving a feeling of mutual destruction.

Fushimi Shika stood outside the door for a long time, but still didn't raise his hand to knock. Hira Sakura was too precocious. If he kept pestering Minamoto Tamako, who knew if she would figure something out... Although it was insignificant, he felt inexplicably embarrassed.

It's best not to let children know about adult matters.

Fushimi Shika used her key to open her bedroom door. Ever since this bedroom was lent to Uesugi Shion, there had been constant clanging noises coming from inside. Minamoto Tamako even stepped into a trap at the door. It was hard to say whether Uesugi Shion would leave some little surprises.

He carefully pushed open the door. It was pitch black inside, but the living room light shone in, revealing a lot of messy building materials crammed inside.

There were wooden planks, iron frames, paint buckets, plastic film, several bundles of steel bars... If you didn't know better, you'd think his room had become a construction site and was undergoing a complete renovation.

It's worth mentioning that when they had dinner earlier, Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako were still living together in the same room. When he asked Minamoto Tamako to go back to her room to get a cup, he actually meant to ask her to go back to her room.

This room has not been opened yet.

Fushimi Shika had considered the possibility of clues being left in the room, but he felt that Uesugi Shion wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

If Uesugi Shion felt that there might be clues in the room that could reveal her location, she could have easily set the apartment on fire before leaving.

"Moses Moses."

Fushimi Shika called out from inside the room, but unsurprisingly, there was no response. He went to the balcony to get a clothes rack, reached into the room, and turned on the light switch.

With a soft click, the lights came on. Fushimi Shika looked around and saw the bed in the middle of a pile of clutter.

He was like a blind man, using the clothes rack to point around before taking a step forward, only moving forward when he was sure it was safe.

I wandered around for a while and didn't find anything dangerous.

Before leaving, it seems that Uesugi Shion took everything apart... It certainly wasn't like this when she lived there.

Fushimi Shika used a clothes rack to part the building materials and carefully inspected them, but still found nothing unusual. They were just ordinary building materials, slightly worn, with the building materials factory's name printed on the steel pipes.

Uesugi Building Materials Factory

Well, there's nothing to check; it's all obvious.

As for what these building materials were originally used for, Fushimi Shika could probably guess.

It's highly likely that Uesugi Shion installed a lot of cameras and listening devices in her home. These days, surveillance equipment is quite bulky and can't be too far away, which is why she set up some traps to scare away Genji Tamako and the others, so that no one would accidentally break in and discover the surveillance equipment, or she installed some hidden compartments to store the surveillance equipment.

It looks like he'll have to make do here tonight.

Fushimi Shika sighed and poked the bed with the clothes rack. Fortunately, Uesugi Shion was quite particular; the bed was very clean, presumably because she slept here every night.

He put the clothesline aside, lay down on the bed to sleep, and as he leaned back, he felt something hard and uncomfortable against his lower back.

"What the hell?"

Fushimi Shika was startled, fearing that he had pressed some button. He quickly got up, lifted the mattress, and looked closely before discovering a small metal box under the mattress.

He was worried that there might be a bomb or poison gas inside, which would trigger the detonator if opened, so he carefully wrapped the metal box in a mattress and carried it all the way to the apartment building, where he placed it on the lawn.

Caution is the boat.

Fushimi Shika used a clothesline pole to pry open the lid of the metal box. The expected explosion or poison gas did not occur. He stood on tiptoe from a distance and looked inside the metal box. There was a card inside.

Fushimi Shika breathed a slight sigh of relief, leaned closer, and looked down. The card was an invitation, with a string of gilded numbers printed in the center, presumably coordinates, and a line of smaller text below:
We look forward to your next visit.

Oh right, I remember now, Uesugi Shion wanted him to go to Cat Island, and this card is probably the coordinates of Cat Island.

Fushimi Shika clicked his tongue, went to the convenience store across the street, bought a lighter, and burned the card—to prevent the card from being poisonous, he avoided direct skin contact with the card and the metal box throughout the process.

I can't sleep in that room tonight, and I'm really worried about it.

After burning the cards, Fushimi Shika returned to his apartment. Minamoto Tamako heard him coming downstairs and asked where he'd been. He lied, saying he wanted a glass of milk before bed, so he went to the convenience store, bought a bottle, and drank it as soon as he left.

"Oh, I see. Go to sleep early." Genji Yuko didn't suspect anything.

Fushimi Shika gave a perfunctory reply, grabbed a dried sheet from the balcony, lay down on the sofa, covered herself with a thin blanket, and went to sleep, planning to make do in the living room for the night and figure out how to clean her own room tomorrow...

No, it shouldn't be cleaned up; it's best to just move it away.

It feels like there are cameras everywhere in this house; it's practically a sieve. No wonder wealthy people prefer large detached villas; they feel safer living there.

He put on an eye mask and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dead of night, after Hirayuko and Minamoto no Tamako had fallen asleep, she secretly slipped out of her room, intending to go to the living room to continue playing video games.

She was just one level away from completing Castlevania, and she couldn't stand not finishing it.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Fushimi Shika lying on the living room sofa.

The slightest footsteps immediately startled Fushimi Shika awake. He immediately lifted his blindfold, turned over and peeked out, only to find it was Hira Sakurako. He then relaxed his guard, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Thirsty."

Ping Yingzi casually made up an excuse, walked through the living room very naturally, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and secretly drank half a bottle of soda.

Damn it, is this guy deliberately guarding this place?
He's even stopped sleeping in his bedroom and is now sleeping in the living room to watch over his game console!

Is it really necessary? She just wanted to play some video games, not go out and commit murder or arson...

Hira Sakurako was indignant. When she returned to her room, she glared at Fushimi Shika, but unfortunately, she was expressionless and could not express her anger. Even with Fushimi Shika's superb social skills, he could not tell what she was thinking.

There was nothing I could do but go to sleep.

Silent all night.

The next day, Yuan Yuzi, unusually, slept in. She had stayed up for a whole day and night, and had been intimate with him the night before, so she was inevitably a little exhausted. She slept for eleven hours straight, not waking up until eleven o'clock.

However, she doesn't have to go to work, so it doesn't matter if she stays in bed.

Hira Sakurako was full of energy. She got up early, turned on her game console, and instead of sitting on the sofa, squatted in front of the TV to play. Fushimi Shika saw this, but couldn't be bothered, and turned over to go back to sleep.

It wasn't until noon that Yuan Yuzi finished brushing her teeth, washing her face, changing into clean and neat clothes, making a phone call to her mother, and then watching the news for a while.

She still had a lot to do; only one item on her list had been resolved: "to appease Hirayuko"... Presumably, after a night of sleeping together, Hirayuko's mindset had returned to normal.

Today, her tasks for herself are: "to ensure Sakura's safety and well-being in the future," "to give Ah-Jun a dignified pet funeral," and "to investigate Miyazaki Gardenia's whereabouts."

Gentama hurriedly went downstairs to buy a bento box, called Fushimi Shika to get up and eat, and told Hira Sakura to stop playing the game and come to the table to eat, instead of playing while eating.

Fushimi Shika hadn't slept well last night, and his back ached. He yawned, got out of bed listlessly with dark circles under his eyes, and said, "What's the rush..."

"I have so much to do today! It's already noon, I have to hurry!"

Genji opened the bento box and gestured for Fushimi Shika and Hirai Sakura to eat quickly. While eating, she used her pink flip phone to send a text message to Kazama-senpai.

Ping Yingzi was very unhappy. Why couldn't she play video games while eating, but Yuan Yuzi could play on her phone? It wasn't fair! It was extremely unfair!

Unaware of her subtle mood, Minamoto no Tamako was negotiating with Kazama-senpai, asking if Kazama-senpai was willing and had time to take care of Hirai Sakurako.

She is very worried about Ping Yingzi being home alone, so it would be best to ask a friend to help take care of her.

Kazama Takusai replied quickly and readily agreed, making Minamoto Tamako a little embarrassed. She sent a message asking, "Won't this be too much trouble for you?"

"No, I'm just killing time anyway," Kazama Takusai replied.

That makes sense, Kazama-senpai has already left the company...

Minamoto Tamako felt a pang of sadness whenever she thought about this. She remembered how, back in police academy, it was Kazama-senpai who led her through her first case. "Kazama-senpai will be here to take care of Sakurako later," she mentioned to Fushimi Shika, then turned to Hira Sakurako and said, "You must get along well with Uncle Kazama. Although he did bad things for his daughter, but..."

She didn't know what to say with "but," and still harbored resentment, so she could only change the subject: "Ahem, anyway, just be good at home."

Hira Sakurako was eating a pork cutlet bento when she heard this. She looked up, a grain of rice still stuck to the corner of her mouth: "Are you guys going out?"

"Yes, we're going to give..."

Just as Minamoto Tamako was about to say "hold a funeral for Jun," she suddenly remembered that she hadn't told Sakurako about Jun's death yet, so she had to swallow the rest of her words and instead said, "Go investigate Miyazaki Yuko."

Let's not upset Yingzi any further for now. Let's wait until she calms down or notices that Ah Jun is missing before we talk to her about this.

"Why are you investigating her?" Fushimi Shika, who was also eating his bento, looked up alertly upon hearing this.

"Are you still half asleep?" Minamoto no Tamako finally got to experience being the team leader. She put on a 'you're acting like an idiot' look and, with a forced smile, mimicked Fushimi-kun's old way of speaking: "Of course, it's to investigate the unlawful assault case. Based on my deduction, Dr. Miyazaki is very likely the mastermind behind it all!"

“Oh, what an amazing deduction,” said Shika Fushimi.

"Why don't you ask me about my reasoning process?" Minamoto Tamako wanted to show off.

"No need, after all, I was hypnotized along with you." Fushimi Shika continued to eat her rice with her head down.

"Then why didn't you think of that?" Minamoto Tamako pouted and said, "I had already connected the dots before. Dr. Miyazaki was creating 'drug addicts' through suggestion, and when they had an attack, they would show aggressive tendencies, which led to the uncontrolled assaults... The Nishino family is the evidence. Dr. Miyazaki was definitely conducting illegal experiments!"

As she spoke, she struck a pose that suggested there was only one truth.

"Huh? Then why did she let us go?" Fushimi Shika asked rhetorically.

This stumped Minamoto Tamako. She really didn't know why Miyazaki Yuko had abandoned them after hypnotizing them—Minamoto Tamako had always thought that she had sleepwalked home.

"Once we find her, we'll find out by asking her," said Gen Tamako, choosing the Metropolitan Police Department's most traditional and old-fashioned method.

"Eh... but there's martial law everywhere in Tokyo right now." Fushimi Shika quickly finished his pork cutlet rice, wiped his mouth, and let out a satisfied burp.

“How could martial law last for two days? It was lifted this morning,” said Yuan Yuzi.

After all, this is Tokyo, and every day of martial law causes significant damage to the economy.

"Is there any news about the counter-terrorism efforts?" Fushimi Shika asked curiously, turning on the TV to watch NHK news, but the bombing case wasn't mentioned for a long time.

“We’ve got it. To the outside world, we’re saying it’s a gas leak.” Yuan Yuzi sighed. “Internally, we’ve launched a special operation, but I don’t know exactly what it is. They say it’s a secret… My mother won’t tell me.”

"That means it's not resolved yet." Fushimi Shika felt that Kujo Yutaka had a tendency to harbor bandits for his own benefit.

There was nothing she could do but do her job well. She quickly finished her brunch and urged Fushimi Shika to change her clothes so she could go out to investigate the case.

"How about we split up today? We can keep in touch by phone if anything happens," Fushimi Shika said as he changed his clothes. "It's too inefficient for two people to search together."

"What if you get hypnotized by Miyazaki Yuko again?" Minamoto Tamako was a little worried. She planned to go back to the police station's equipment room to get her police gun.

"So you can't put all your eggs in one basket. If I get hypnotized, you can save me; but if we both get hypnotized, then we're doomed!" Fushimi Shika argued vehemently.

Yuan Yuzi thought this made sense; separating would spread the risks, while acting together would make it easy to be caught in one fell swoop.

“Okay, then we’ll call each other every half hour. If someone doesn’t answer, it means they’ve been hypnotized,” Yuan Yuzi said.

Fushimi Shika nodded and agreed.

He had just changed his clothes when the living room doorbell rang. It was Kazama Takusai who came to help take care of Sakura.

It's not quite accurate to say it's for taking care of people; it's mainly there to ward off evil spirits and protect the house.

Gen Tamako thanked Kazama-senpai, and Fushimi Shika also exchanged a few pleasantries. Kazama Takusai looked a bit better, as long as his one eye didn't appear as gloomy.

After saying goodbye, the two went downstairs one after the other and parted ways in the courtyard of the Sugamo apartment building.

Minamoto Tamako plans to visit Arima's Psychological Clinic to inquire about Miyazaki Yuko's whereabouts from Arima Toshio; while Fushimi Shika takes the train to the mountains to dispose of Miyazaki Yuko's body.

Simply burying them in the wild is not enough; there is a risk of exposure.

Fushimi Shika bought some tools at various convenience stores, then took the train to the Secret Realm Station. He followed the path he remembered, walked into the deep mountains, and soon found the spot where he had buried his suitcase.

A small pit was dug in the earthen slope, and the suitcase was half exposed.

He moved closer and saw many claw marks and teeth marks, probably because the animal smelled the blood underground and wanted to dig out the pieces of meat to eat.

Animals like foxes, wild dogs, and weasels have a very keen sense of smell; they can even smell things up to two meters underground.

It's only because this place is remote that no one saw it; otherwise, the body would have been discovered long ago.

Fushimi Shika was aware of this, which is why he returned to the burial site to clean up the mess.

"Sigh, if only I had a pig farm."

He opened the suitcase, and a stench filled the air. The body had already begun to decompose, and pus and blood were seeping out from the tape.

The blood probably attracted the animals.

Fushimi Shika looked around to make sure no one was there, then wrapped the suitcase with tape several more times to seal it completely before closing it.

He hastily covered the hole, dragged his suitcase, and continued walking deeper into the mountains.

"I was originally a carefree person from Wollongong."

Fushimi Shika, holding a map, walked along humming a tune, as if on a picnic: "With Yin and Yang as easy as turning my hand, I'll secure the world!"

If a passing traveler saw it, it wouldn't arouse any suspicion at all.

He walked and stopped, following the city map, until he reached the center of the forest and found a natural rock fissure.

"Come on, Dr. Miyazaki, I've found you a perfect spot."

Fushimi Shika put on gloves and an apron, opened the suitcase again, and used pliers to pull out all the corpse's teeth.

He then tore off the clothes and tape from the corpse, stuffed it into a crack in the rock, and moved some stones to weigh it down.

Before long, small omnivores will crawl in, gnaw the carcass down to bones, and might even build nests inside.

"Collecting corpses is really hard work."

Fushimi Shika muttered something and packed up all the miscellaneous items, including the blood-stained apron, gloves, duct tape, the deceased's clothes, pliers, and maps, and threw them into his suitcase.

Next, all you need to do is go to the garbage station and throw the suitcase into the incinerator.

Fushimi Shika clapped his hands and was about to leave with his suitcase when the devil Kawai suddenly appeared, perched on his shoulder, and asked, "Did you forget something?"

"What?" Angel An Shuyao also joined in as the straight man.

“‘Divine Punishment,’ huh? If you don’t write those two words, how will anyone know who did it? Don’t forget your motive for killing.” The demon Kawai said, “If you don’t leave ‘Divine Punishment,’ what’s the difference between you and an ordinary murderer? This time, you didn’t give her time to defend herself.”

The last sentence is the truth.

Fushimi Shika didn't know how Miyazaki Yuuko died, but he was certain that she died by his own hand, since he had obtained level eight "hypnosis" that day.

He had the skills, but he couldn't use them, so he never took them seriously. This was because the hypnosis techniques Miyazaki Yuko learned were based on her female perspective, and some things are more effective when spoken by a woman than by a man.

If he wants to use it, he has to castrate himself first.

Fushimi Shika pondered for a moment, then turned back to look at the crevice in the rock.

If he hadn't left a note, there would have been at most an unidentified corpse in the mountains. The police would have refused to file a case or handle it, just like the corpse they encountered during the graduation exam.

However, if Fushimi Shika leaves a message, the nature of the case changes. Tokyo has already seen three cases of divine retribution: the "Sugamo Apartment Massacre," the "Toshima Ward Train Shooting," and the "Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building Bombing," each more serious than the last.

If another "divine punishment female corpse case" were to occur at this time, the Metropolitan Police Department would definitely keep a close eye on this lead.

Fushimi Shika knew that crimes leave traces, and if the Metropolitan Police Department was determined to investigate, they would definitely find out that he had been to this mountainous area.

To stay or to leave?

From any perspective, keeping these two words is of no benefit.

"It's really troublesome."

Fushimi Shika stood in the forest, fidgeting nervously. Suddenly, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He paused for a moment, then answered, "Moshi Moshi."

“Dr. Arima said that Ms. Miyazaki Yuko has resigned! It’s strange, she suddenly left without saying goodbye, only leaving a letter. I think she might have fled to avoid punishment,” Minamoto Tamako paused, “How are things on your end? Any leads?”

Fushimi Shika suddenly fell silent.

After hearing the phone go silent for about ten seconds, Minamoto no Tamako quickly called out "Moshi Moshi" a few times and asked Fushimi Shika if he had been hypnotized.

"No, I was just thinking about it."

Fushimi Shika bent down, took out a pair of pliers, squatted down by the rock, and carved his masterpiece, word by word.

Divine Punishment

He stared at the two Chinese characters, sighed deeply, and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, we didn't find any clues."

(End of this chapter)