Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 504 Keep a secret

Kujo Yui was subjected to a severe scolding.

Despite her repeated clarifications that the Metropolitan Police Department had not sent any special task forces to the island, the other party took it as mere posturing and insulted her even more harshly.

Kujo was completely bewildered, thinking that someone under his command had acted without authorization. He immediately counted the number of people and found no one missing. He then asked the other party if it was an accident.

So she got a severe scolding again.

……

Meanwhile, Yuan Yuzi and the others secretly slipped into the garrison's dormitory.

There were only a few soldiers left in the equipment room, but they were dealt with by Fushimi Shika, who successfully captured two rifles and three submachine guns.

After questioning, Fushimi Shika learned that the people stationed there were not the army or any official organization, but a group of mercenaries, or more accurately, a 'security company'—they were well-equipped and relatively undisciplined, since they were just doing their jobs for money.

Having acquired a rifle, Genji did not rush into an attack but instead went to the outskirts to test it out.

She constantly adjusted the sights, familiarized herself with the weight and accuracy of the gun, striving to ensure absolute accuracy.

A large number of security personnel searched the forest. At that time, there was no advanced equipment like drones, so they could only rely on manpower to search for enemy targets inch by inch.

Jungle warfare is incredibly stressful; you never know when a burst of bullets might suddenly come from somewhere.

"Let's go, let's fire a shot secretly and then run away."

Yuan Yuzi had made up her mind. Tonight, the main strategy would be harassment. It would be best to take turns, with two people harassing, two people resting, and one person ready to provide support at any time. Everyone would take turns to keep their energy high and crush the opponent's morale through constant harassment.

Yuan Yuzi had a wonderful plan, but before she could put it into practice, the security personnel withdrew from the dense forest.

They stopped searching.

Genji was furious, feeling as if she had overestimated her opponent and missed her target entirely.

She lay prone in the bushes, spying through binoculars (also captured equipment), muttering complaints, "How lazy!"

“It’s not necessarily laziness,” Fushimi Shika said calmly. “It’s possible that someone is in command and the enemy has guessed your guerrilla tactics… Experienced commanders don’t make such basic mistakes. It’s very unwise to scatter the people, since they already have a numerical advantage, and their advantage is even greater when they are grouped together.”

Fushimi Shika actually wanted to sneak in alone. Although it was risky, there would be no hindrances, and he could go all out. As long as he killed Uesugi Shion, he would be all set for tonight.

But Minamoto no Tamako thought so. She felt that one person's strength was ultimately limited, and it would be best to unite and cooperate to achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Moriki Arashi had no thoughts at all; she only hoped that Fushimi Shika would resolve the matter quickly so that she could finally sleep peacefully without worrying about being inexplicably kidnapped to an island by a cult and forcibly brainwashed.

To be honest, she also has some PDS (Public Disorders and Illnesses), and often dreams of forced brainwashing by cults in the middle of the night, which greatly affects her sleep, but does not affect her daily life, so it is not as obvious as Kazama Takusai's.

"Let's meet up with Kazama-senpai and the others first," said Minamoto no Tamako.

Just as the three were about to move, a loudspeaker suddenly came on in the center of the building, broadcasting to the entire island. The loudspeakers hanging in the trees and the telephone poles all started buzzing.

"Moses Moses... Moses Moses..."

The person speaking was testing their voice, and Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako recognized it as Uesugi Shion's voice.

Not only did Fushimi Shika and the other two raise their heads, but Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shunya on the other side also looked at the towering building. The patrol boat floating on the sea also heard indistinct voices. Kujo Yui stood on the deck, the sea breeze brushing her face, unable to hear the specific content.

I know you're listening.

Uesugi Shion's voice echoed throughout the entire island.

Her voice was somewhat distorted, as if she were running: "Thanks to you, I am no longer the designer of Cat Island; and thanks to you, I am now free."

Minamoto no Tamako looked at Fushimi Shika, wanting to ask what "thanks to you" meant. Fushimi Shika waved her hand, signaling her to be quiet and continue listening to the broadcast.

"The manager of Cat Island is hunting me down, and he's hunting you down too."

Uesugi Shion continued, "I hacked into the broadcast system to tell you that the second round of the betting has begun."

“There are five of you, and I have brought five of you. We’re fighting for survival on this island. The last one standing wins.”

"Don't even think about escaping. The Coast Guard has sealed off the coastline, and the manager of Cat Island is also pursuing us with his security company."

"As soon as it gets light, they will set up firebreaks and burn down the forests on the island, circle by circle, until they burn us to death."

"Consider this free intelligence I'm providing to ensure we're on the same starting line."

"Oh right, there's one more thing..."

Uesugi Shion's voice grew increasingly muffled, like a radio playing out of tune, crackling and hissing. It was unclear whether this was due to her running around or because the manager of Cat Island was blocking the broadcast.

A second before the broadcast ended, Uesugi Shion's voice revealed barely suppressed excitement:

"I've found you."

……

Yuan Yuzi was startled, rolled over, and twisted and turned in the grass, giving off a feeling of "Gotcha!" from a horror movie.

"Where? Are there people there?" she asked nervously.

Moriki Arashi was also a little startled, but she didn't look around randomly. Instead, she immediately moved closer to Fushimi Shika, pressed her arm against Fushimi Shika's, and whispered, "Is anyone there?"

“Nobody’s here,” Fushimi Shika said.

"Eh," Minamoto Tamako realized something, looked up and said, "So she was just trying to scare us?"

“Not necessarily,” Fushimi Shika stood up and walked quickly through the woods, bending over. “It’s also possible that Kazama-senpai and the others were exposed.”

Yuan Yuzi's heart tightened. She hoped that this operation would be without casualties and that they could advance and retreat in unison. However, Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun were separated from each other, and at the same time, an unexpected situation arose.

It's no longer a one-on-one fight between them and Uesugi Shion, but a five-person team versus a five-person team versus the Cat Island Cult Security Team.

Genji Tamako can fight guerrilla warfare, and so can Uesugi Shion.

"How were we exposed?" Morigi Yaran asked.

"Who else but us would burn down a warehouse?" Fushimi Shika said dismissively.

He had already checked with a metal detector on the ship; there were no trackers on his phone or miniature GPS devices on his person. Everyone was 'clean'.

Uesugi Shion was most likely waiting on Cat Island, waiting for Fushimi Shika to launch a sneak attack. As soon as he saw the warehouse on fire, he rushed over and ran into Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun.

……

Most of the facts were similar to what Fushimi Shika had guessed, except for one slight discrepancy: it was not Uesugi Shion himself who discovered Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun, but rather Ninomiya Imano and the other two.

The moment the broadcast ended, the two pounced, leaping out of the bushes and pinning Kazama Takuya and Watanabe Shun to the ground.

Watanabe Shun tried to struggle, but then he heard a click of a safety pin being released behind his head, and a cold, hard object pressed against his forehead. He immediately froze.

"You two meet again," Ninomiya Imano said with a smile.

Watanabe Shun slightly raised his head and glanced sideways. The four burly figures above Hui were hidden in the darkness. He grabbed Kazama Takusai by the neck with one hand and pressed him against the tree; Ninomiya Imano was on his back, his face very close, his pupils slightly bright.

Watanabe Shunsuke roared and attacked, shouting "Baka Yaro!" and unsurprisingly received a slap.

Ninomiya Imano didn't hold back; the slap made Watanabe Shun's head buzz. It took him a while to recover, and even after being hit, he still cursed, "Baka yarou!"

Japan's national curse word is basically the same, followed by "go die" and "idiot." If it weren't for the trilled tongue, it would sound very weak.

Ninomiya Imano disarmed him, then surprisingly let go and asked, "Can you stand up?"

Watanabe Shun flung his hand, thinking he had done a somersault, but in reality he rolled like a turtle, rolling more than a meter away. He scrambled to his feet, clenching his fists and striking a pose: "Let go of the boss!"

Finally, he added, "Baka yarou."

Ninomiya Imano raised his hand and pointed the gun at Watanabe Shun. The latter immediately felt a little scared. He wanted to fight but was not confident, and he wanted to run but would be too embarrassing. He could only stand there like a fool.

“Let’s continue with the game we were playing before,” Ninomiya Imano said. “My friend has wanted to play against you again since we had a game last time. Can you give him a chance?”

Watanabe Shun was about to say no, but seeing Ninomiya Imano load the gun, he had no choice but to try to maintain his dignity as a man and said with his head held high, "If you can release the person, then I will reluctantly accept your challenge."

He was prepared to be beaten to a pulp again.

“Let’s make it a little more difficult this time,” Ninomiya Imano said with a smile, “He can take on both of you by himself.”

"What does this mean?" Watanabe Shun thought to himself, "Isn't this supposed to be a game of slapping each other? Has it turned into a two-on-one brawl?"

“We’ll take turns slapping each other. You go first, Mr. Kazama goes second, and then it’s his turn to retaliate. You can choose to take one slap each, or one of you can take two slaps while the other doesn’t get hit,” Ninomiya Imano said.

Watanabe Shun realized that these people liked to play strange and perverted games.

However, he could understand. After all, he was a worldly person and a VIP gold member of the bubble bath in Shinjuku. The bubble bath girls' activities were more bizarre than the games on Cat Island, so there was nothing he couldn't accept.

So what if you get slapped? Even the female teacher who slapped Ace has been slapped before. Watanabe Shun closed his eyes and tried to imagine the four girls in the sky as queens wearing leather jackets. Maybe that would increase his tolerance for being slapped.

Well, the bald monk's breasts are the same size as the bubble bath girl's, so they do have something in common.

"bring it on!"

Watanabe Shun slapped his thigh and assumed a sumo wrestling stance: "I'm ready! I'm sure I'll beat you this time!"

Master Hui Sikong searched Kazama Takusai's body, confiscated his rifle, and released him to stand still.

Ninomiya Imano pointed the gun at the ground and drew a line on the lawn.

"This is the dividing line. Contestants, please stand on the left and right sides," he said in a very formal tone, adopting the posture of a referee. "Take your positions!" Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun stood side by side, looking up at Hui Shikong. This guy was two heads taller than them, with sharp features and Araki lines on his face. He was completely different from the two of them.

"Prepare--"

Before Ninomiya Imano could finish speaking, Kazama Takusai suddenly interrupted, "Wait a minute, I have an objection."

"What's wrong?" Ninomiya Imano, as the referee, was very responsible. Even though he could tell that Kazama Takusai was stalling for time, he still patiently asked.

“The opposing player is carrying a gun, which is different from our situation,” Kazama Takusai said. “The fact that the opponent is carrying a gun will put psychological pressure on us and affect our performance. Moreover, he might renege on his promise and cheat with the gun.”

Upon hearing this, without needing Ninomiya Akino's judgment, Master Hui Shikong threw the gun in his hand aside.

"Can we begin now?" Master Hui Sikong asked in a deep voice.

Kazama Takusai nodded, and Ninomiya Imano called for everyone to take their positions again. Watanabe Shun's palms were sweating as he nervously stared at Master Keishi, rubbing his palms back and forth.

"start--"

The gun fired the moment Ninomiya Imano finished speaking.

Watanabe Shun thought he was firing a signal flare to cheer him on, so he slapped Master Hui Sikong across the face.

With a crisp sound, he caught a glimpse of Ninomiya Imano lying stiffly on the ground.

Huh?
Master Hui Sikong realized something was wrong and took a step back. Before he could do anything, another gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in his forehead. He then collapsed backward to the ground.

This time, Watanabe Shun heard it clearly: it was Kazama Takusai who fired the shot.

"Where did you get the gun...? Huh?" Watanabe Shun looked down and saw that Kazama Takusai had unscrewed his prosthetic leg, revealing a slot for a gun. He had just pulled out a revolver from there.

When Kazama Takusai was in a severe PDST condition, he bought a gun on the black market for self-defense. Later, when his mood improved, he didn't sell the gun but hid it in his prosthetic leg so that he could take it out for self-defense if anything happened.

To be fair, losing a hand does have its advantages.

"Bought on the black market, keep your mouth shut, don't tell anyone else," Kazama Takusai instructed, bending down to pry the bullet out of the corpse's forehead, picking up the spent cartridge cases from the ground and stuffing them into his pocket. Then he picked up his rifle and fired a few more shots at the two corpses.

"Boss is wise!"

Watanabe Shun gave a thumbs up, thinking to himself that the boss was indeed the boss, prepared for everything. If it were him, he would have just taken the slap.

"Let's go, hurry up and meet up with Tamako and the others." Kazama Takusai put his revolver into his prosthetic leg, tucked his rifle into one hand, and headed towards the agreed location.

Watanabe Shun quickly followed, glancing at his boss's prosthetic leg every now and then. He thought it was kind of cool; prosthetics were quite attractive to men, but unfortunately, he couldn't use it.

“Don’t keep staring,” Kazama Takusai couldn’t help but say. “If you keep staring, won’t people be on guard? Even Tamako can tell there’s something wrong.”

"Oh, okay, then I won't watch it."

Watanabe Shun turned his head, but his eyes darted sideways as he glanced at his boss's prosthetic leg out of the corner of his eye.

"..."

Kazama Takusai kicked him and continued walking deeper into the dense forest.

……

Because Uesugi Shion's broadcast revealed the plan, the manager of Cat Island decided to burn the mountain ahead of schedule. The security team cut a firebreak in the forest, lit a fire on the outer edge, and soon Cat Island became bright.

Subsequently, Kujo Yui was allowed to bring people inside and conduct reconnaissance around the perimeter of Cat Island in order to capture or kill the wanted criminals, but was not allowed to enter the core area of ​​Cat Island.

With permission granted, Kujo immediately led his men ashore, and more than a hundred fully armed mobile team members landed.

The team included trace experts who could identify footprints on the deserted island. They circled the island to determine the intruders' route and followed their tracks toward the center of the island.

Gen Tamako and the others are on their way to the agreed meeting place to meet up with Kazama Takusai and the other person.

Fushimi Shika took the lead, clearing the way; Minamoto Tamako followed closely behind, carrying a rifle and keeping watch around. She wasn't fast, but her stamina was much better than before, and at least she didn't fall behind anymore; Moriki Arashi followed at the back, recording the route as she went. This was Minamoto Tamako's request, and she didn't know why, but she just did as she was told.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Fushimi Shika suddenly stopped and signaled to Genji and the others to stop.

"What's wrong?" Gen Tamako released the safety on her rifle. "Is there danger?"

Fushimi Shika remained silent. He drew his katana, leaned forward slightly, and parted the weeds in front of him. There, hanging very low to the ground, was a nearly transparent line.

“There’s a trap, but I don’t know if it’s real or fake,” Fushimi Shika said.

Setting up fake traps in the jungle is an effective tactic that can deplete the enemy's stamina, create immense psychological pressure, and slow down their advance.

“Let’s go around it.” Gen Tamako quickly made her decision: “Let’s retreat 500 meters along our original route and use that as the center to circle around it…”

Before the words were finished, a crossbow bolt shot out with a bang, followed by two gunshots!
Fushimi Shika caught a glimpse of someone leaping out of the woods out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't have time to stop them. He brandished his sword with his left hand, deflected the crossbow bolt, and with his right hand, he suddenly pulled Minamoto no Tamako, rolled on the spot with her in his arms, and hid in the bushes.

The newcomer pinned Moriki Yalan to the ground, deftly removed the rifle from her hand, and shackled her. Immediately afterward, another person rushed out to assist the attacker, and the two of them carried Moriki Yalan away, one in front and one behind.

During the journey, Moriki Arashi tried to struggle, but to no avail. He was hit on the forehead with the butt of a gun, and blood gushed out immediately.

Yuan Yuzi was lying in the grass. She had just come to her senses and was about to help when she found that Morigi Yaran was nowhere to be seen.

“It’s aimed at her,” Fushimi Shika whispered. “The attackers are there to kidnap her.”

"What do we do?" Minamoto no Tamako panicked for a moment and subconsciously leaned on Fushimi Shika: "How did they know we would pass by here?"

"They were probably thermophenous. I noticed they were wearing heavy equipment on their heads, so they must have used infrared to detect us."

Fushimi Shika was also in a dilemma. He could follow and kill the attackers, but then he would be unable to take care of Minamoto no Tamako; if he didn't follow, Moriki Aya's life or death would be uncertain, and he could only stand there and watch helplessly.

How to do?
Seeing his predicament, Yuan Yuzi gently pushed him away and said, "I can take care of myself, you should go."

"Really?" Fushimi Shika asked, still unconvinced.

“Really, I will try my best to keep up and support you from a distance,” Minamoto Tamako nodded earnestly. “I’m here whenever you need me.”

Fushimi Shika remained silent for a while, then nodded, bent down to stand up, and quickly followed the two before they had gone far.

He wanted to resolve the matter quickly and rescue the person to prevent anything from happening to Yuan Yuzi.

However, Uesugi Shion clearly guessed his thoughts, or rather, Uesugi Shion had this idea from the beginning. The two of them laid many traps in advance on the way back, some real and some fake, which slowed down Fushimi Shika's pursuit.

About twenty minutes later, Fushimi Shika was lost.

He had done his best and planned to return to meet up with Yuan Yuzi, but on the way he heard footsteps, very dense, mixed with dog barking, it seemed that a large group of people were approaching.

Fushimi Shika didn't have time to run away. If he tried to escape now, he would definitely alert the other party. He could only quickly scramble to the treetop and observe from the branches.

The newcomers disappeared into the woods, their flashlight beams flailing wildly. He roughly counted about twenty or thirty people, but he couldn't see clearly beyond that distance. There might be others, but they were definitely not with Uesugi Shion's group... Uesugi Shion and her group weren't that poorly equipped, nor did they need police dogs.

That's right, these people had police dogs with them.

Fushimi Shika recognized the uniforms of the group as belonging to the Mobile Unit members. It seemed they had come ashore and had followed them all the way here.

Or should we just join them?
Fushimi Shika saw the leader, who was none other than Kujo Yui. She had really gone all out, personally overseeing the battle, and her achievements would surely be recorded in history.

Yes, it's negotiable.

Instead of struggling to pursue Moriki Araragi yourself, it's better to let the Metropolitan Police Department's elite professionals rescue the hostage. Unlike Russia, Japan doesn't have a tradition of killing hostages to force the kidnappers to surrender.

He jumped down from the tree and landed right behind Kujo Yui.

The surrounding mobile unit soldiers all turned their guns, aiming at Fushimi Shika from all directions. He had no choice but to raise his hands to indicate that he was not carrying a gun: "It's me, Commander Kujo."

Kujo Yui was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, her back was soaked with sweat, and if she hadn't kept a straight face, she probably would have lost her composure.

Upon hearing Fushimi Shika's voice, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feigning composure. She turned around, looked Fushimi Shika up and down to confirm it was indeed her, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Fushimi Shika pretended to be confused again and said, "Didn't Tamako report to Section Chief Kinoshita? We are carrying out an arrest operation."

Kujou's heart tightened, and her expression changed slightly: "Tamako is here too?"

"It's right behind us..."

Just as Fushimi Shika was about to call for Tamako, a crackling sound suddenly came from not far away. The flames spread, and ashes and sparks danced in the air. The bright wall of fire could be seen getting closer and closer.

"retreat."

Kujo immediately made a judgment: the wildfire was burning unevenly and was likely to come from all directions. By the time people reacted, they were already inside the fire.

The mobile unit members immediately retreated along the same route. Kujo Yui ordered them to search along the way and find Minamoto no Tamako as soon as possible.

As the group moved quickly, Kujo Yui noticed that someone was missing from her side. She turned around and saw Fushimi Shika standing still.

"Keep up, what are you standing there for?" Kujo Yui commanded.

"You go first."

Facing the raging flames, Fushimi Shika drew his sword, his long shadow swaying back and forth: "I still have some things to do."

He saw Uesugi Shion, who was standing at the edge of the cordon. Her beautiful face became somewhat ferocious in the interplay of light and shadow, like a demon emerging from hell.

Uesugi Shion waved to him and mouthed the words:

"come over."

"Otherwise she will die."

(End of this chapter)