Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 51 Haneda Airport Murder Case
When she heard about the case, the aho hair on Gen Yuzi's head stood up.

Before she could speak, Fushimi Shika predicted, "No."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yuzi was stunned.

"Are you trying to meddle in other people's business again?" Fushimi Shika put his hands into his sleeves, looking calm and composed. "I have to report to the army today, so I don't have the time to spare. Do you want to be late on your first day at work?"

"But, but, we are official police officers! How can we just ignore the emergency?" Yuan Yuzi argued.

"Even if an emergency occurs, it is the job of the local patrol police on duty. Each department has its own area of ​​responsibility. You have extended your hand to other people's jurisdiction before you even take up your post. Officer Tamako, you have such great official power!" Fushimi Shika said indifferently.

"That's true..."

The two were walking and talking when airport security came to disperse the crowd. Yuan Yuzi took the opportunity to steal a few glances.

I saw a scarred man lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, covered in blood, his chest not moving, and he looked dead.

The airport reception staff had a conflict with the airport security. They grabbed a guy with split hair and claimed that he was the murderer. They insisted on taking him away, apparently intending to resort to lynching for revenge.

The security guard stopped the group of people from leaving, claiming that the police would be here soon and asked them to stay calm.

This group of Yakuza without a leader was not willing to give up. They insisted that the policemen would definitely protect each other. If they handed the people over, how could they avenge their boss?
"Hey, that person seems familiar." Gen Yuzi grabbed the corner of Fushimi Shika's clothes.

The latter turned around and recognized Watanabe Shun, and also noticed the hole in the pick-up sign at his feet. The word "deer" in the middle was gone, leaving only "Fushimi Gentamako".

"..."

Fushimi Shika had a bad feeling.

He walked forward, asked, and confirmed that the pick-up card was brought by Watanabe Shun. The expression on his face was as calm as an alpaca, but with a hint of pain.

"Could it be that the senior who came to pick me up at the airport was involved in a murder case?"

Yuan Yuzi's tone didn't sound distressed at all, but rather a bit excited and eager to try: "As the younger generation, shouldn't we help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the system subtitles popped up in front of Fushimi Kakashi again.

"Criminal commission has been triggered"

"Mission details: Help senior Watanabe Shun get rid of the suspicion of murder"

"Mission Reward: Skill Points*1"

……

Fushimi Lu has figured out the nature of this system. The so-called "helping the senior get rid of the suspicion of murder" does not mean "the senior did not kill anyone"... What if the senior really killed someone, how can he get rid of the suspicion? He looked at the nose and the heart, thinking that I can't reconcile with evil, but if I haven't been caught, it's not a crime.

Two weeks ago, the result of the shooting case in the Snow Mountain was announced. As expected, the police ruled it a suicide. As for the "murder weapon", the final inspection report proved that it was not Shirata Masahiro's police gun.

On the day the case was closed, Shirata Masahiro felt relieved. He took a leave of absence, returned to his hometown, and went to the Shiro pub to drink all night.

At the same time, Fushimi Shika also received the mission reward, which indirectly proved that the method of "forging evidence to eliminate evil" is feasible.

……

He thought about it, closed the taskbar, and said helplessly: "It's up to you, go if you want."

"Great!"

Yuan Yuzi was very excited and thought that it was finally time for the reasoning team to take the stage!

She dragged her suitcase, trotted over, and watched on tiptoe, feeling embarrassed to speak for a long time. Although she had overcome her fear of corpses, she was still a little shy in front of living people without entering a state of reasoning.

Fushimi Shika couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He sighed, took a step forward, took out his police ID, pinched the column of police rank with his fingers, and waved it in front of everyone very naturally: "Police, what happened?"

The security guard thought he was a criminal policeman and explained the whole story in a few words. As for Watanabe Shun, he was handcuffed to the iron railings and beaten so badly that his face was bruised and swollen like a dead dog. He seemed to have fainted. The team members who were surrounding him thought Fushimi Shika was going to help him out, so they immediately surrounded him, and the blond man in the lead grabbed his collar.

"Hoo-ha-ha! What are you trying to do? Are you going to cover up for your colleague? Ma Po is really no good!"

"Ma Po" is a lip-synced version of "Mapo", a derogatory term often used by gangsters to refer to the police. It roughly means "tiaozi" or "gray dog".

Fushimi Shika didn't argue with the gangsters, but turned his head and said, "Call out your boss."

"Don't look down on me, you bastard! You know my brother is dead--"

"You are here to pick someone up at the airport, right?" Fushimi Lu interrupted, "Who are you going to pick up?"

"Uh……"

The blond man was startled, and they just remembered this. They looked back for a moment, and their eyes were all fixed on a business man in the crowd.

The latter wore frameless glasses, carried a briefcase, and wore a dark blue suit. He looked more like a corporate executive than a gangster.

"Boss!" The blond man bowed quickly, and the rest of the team members followed suit.

The business man frowned. He had originally planned to wait until this matter was over before leaving quietly, but he didn't expect this group of brainless guys to drag him into it.

"Nice to meet you," he took out a business card from his chest pocket and handed it to Fushimi Shika, "My name is Gen Satake, I'm a financial consultant, working in a legitimate company."

Fushimi Kakomi said that if he was really doing his job, he would not have emphasized this point in front of the police.

He glanced at the business card to determine how to pronounce Satake Gen's name, and said, "Mr. Sasuke, control your subordinates and don't interfere with the police investigation."

"Excuse me," Satake Gen pushed up his glasses, "I don't know these people, so naturally I can't order them to do anything."

The blond man echoed, "That's right! We don't even know the boss!"

"..."

Veins popped up on Zuozhu Xuan's forehead. He forced out an awkward smile and said, "I don't know what he's talking about."

Fushimi Shika didn't care that Satake Gen was pretending to be stupid. He called the manager out just to use the manager's authority to say a few words.

"Everyone," he clapped his hands and said, "If you kill someone, you must pay for your life. If you owe someone a debt, you must pay it back. This is only natural and there is nothing to say."

"That's a very sensible thing to say." The blond man echoed.

Satake Gen turned around and glared at him fiercely, and the latter quickly shut up.

"In order to let the deceased rest in peace, let me ask you, did any of you see him kill someone with your own eyes? This is an important eyewitness, and the testimony can serve as strong evidence in court."

Fushimi Shika said, then changed the subject: "What if no one witnessed it with their own eyes? What if they arrested the wrong person? Do you want your boss to die with regret? Do you want the real murderer to secretly laugh at your stupidity? So, if anyone saw it with their own eyes, please come forward."

The team members looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"You're at the front, see?"

"No...you don't have any either?"

"What happened? Didn't anyone see it?"

The team members asked around and gradually calmed down. At this time, someone raised his hand and said that when the boss died, Watanabe Shun had been knocked unconscious by them.

"..."

"Who killed him?"

(End of this chapter)