Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 52 I guess Fushimi-san has figured out the truth, right?
While Fushimi Shika was nagging at others, Gen Yuzi was not idle either. Since her partner had taken the lead in the charge, she naturally followed closely, put on white gloves and started working.

"Where did this little brat come from!"

The blond man reached out to pull Yuan Yuzi's ahoge and angrily said, "Who told you to mess with the boss's body?! Tiemeyalu——"

Fushimi Shika grabbed his wrist and pinched his pulse with his thumb. The harder he tried, the more pain he felt in his forearm. The rest of the team came over and were about to support their brother, but they heard Yuan Yuzi, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly say:

"The deceased is about 30 to 35 years old. There is a pool of blood on the left chest of the body, which is radial. It seems to be a fatal wound. The murder weapon is a wooden crossbow. The arrow is embedded in the chest, and only a small part of the arrowhead is exposed. Judging from the angle of the arrow, the shooter should be standing in the corridor on the second floor of the terminal...that position!"

She pointed her little finger diagonally above everyone's heads. A passerby happened to be passing by the corridor on the second floor. He bent down and picked up a crossbow from a potted plant.

The security guard was shocked and was about to call for help, but he saw the blond man rush upstairs with his team members without saying a word, and grabbed the passenger and started beating and kicking him.

"Don't move! Be quiet!"

The detective finally arrived and brought the police officers to control the situation. There are many police booths and police branch offices in and around Haneda Airport to ensure the safe operation of the airport and the personal and property safety of passengers. Therefore, after a murder occurs, the detective can arrive at the scene faster than the airport guards on duty.

After beating the passenger, the blond man rushed forward and tried to escape, but was pinned to the ground by two or three police officers. He was handcuffed and beaten with two batons before he calmed down.

Fushimi Shika showed his police ID again and took the initiative to explain the situation. Everyone then realized that they were not criminal police, but two rookie patrolmen who had just graduated and had not yet started work.

"Since you are a newcomer, don't act recklessly when encountering such a situation. A real crime scene is not a practical lesson!" The detective from the Investigation Division criticized him harshly: "Which station are you going to report to? Who is the director in charge?"

Before Fushimi Shika could answer, the blond man started yelling again, "You good-for-nothings dare to teach newcomers? What's wrong with the patrolman? The patrolman caught the murderer in five minutes and avenged my brother. He's much better than you salary thieves who can only bow and apologize!"

"The Yakuza are indeed a bunch of brainless mountain gorillas." The detective from the investigation department sneered.

"What did you say? If you have the guts, let me go and fight you one-on-one—"

"This traditional crossbow has an effective range of only 10-30 meters. The distance from the second-floor corridor to the first-floor lobby is at least meters. According to your description, the crowd was in chaos and the deceased was surrounded in the center. How could you hit the target on the second floor with that kind of crossbow?"

The detective didn't even look at the blond man. As a senior, he was annoyed by self-righteous newcomers like this the most. Moreover, they were the lowest-level patrol officers who overstepped their authority and interfered. Did they really think that investigating a murder case was just a game?

He stared at Fushimi Shika and asked, "Even if we put aside the accuracy, why didn't there be any witnesses at the scene who saw the suspect using a crossbow to shoot? If a crossbow was used in public, it would generally cause a commotion among the crowd, right?"

Yes! After hearing what he said, it seems to make sense!

The blond man was stunned for a second, and subconsciously glanced at Yuan Yuzi. No matter how he looked at it, this guy was just a little brat. The reasoning just now was probably a blind cat catching a dead mouse. In fact, it was not the case at all. If the passenger was really the murderer, why didn't he run away after killing the person? He stupidly picked up the murder weapon and stood there, which meant that the murderer must be someone else, right?

...Oh, I'm so annoyed. The more I think about it, the more headache I get. The cops really can't be trusted!

Yuan Yuzi took off her white gloves, raised her head and said, "Because this crossbow arrow was not fired from a crossbow."

Uh?
Everyone was stunned, except Fushimi Shika, who turned his head imperceptibly and looked above someone's head again.

"The murderer used a crossbow to create the illusion that he was shooting from a distance! In fact, the murderer had been hiding in the crowd." "At the time of the crime, the murderer was close to the victim and took advantage of the chaos to stab him in the heart with a crossbow, killing him in one shot. As for the crossbow, it was just a prop placed on the second floor in advance."

"In order to mislead the police's investigation, the murderer deliberately adjusted the angle when inserting the crossbow arrow and pressed the arrow in with his palm!"

The detective frowned. He looked down at Yuan Yuzi and realized that it was the little guy in front of him who made the inference. "What a joke, do you think all these people are blind? It's more obvious to stab someone in the heart with a crossbow than with a bow and crossbow, right? With so many people present, how could no one see it?"

"No! It's possible!"

Yuan Yuzi's eyes were gleaming, and her gorgeous pupils reflected the surprised expression of the detective uncle: "You only need to wear white gloves, use the pick-up card to block the chest of the deceased, and pretend to help the deceased to brush off the dust, and you can complete the assassination without attracting attention! Afterwards, use the pick-up card to cover your body, hide the blood-stained gloves in your pocket, hide in the crowd, and you won't arouse anyone's suspicion!"

"To be honest, even I was fooled at first. If Fushimi-san hadn't been looking at the top of that person's head, I wouldn't have continued to speculate in this direction... I guess Fushimi-san has figured out the truth, right?"

Yuan Yuzi raised her hand and pointed her green jade finger at the crowd. A driver in a navy blue suit was backing away with a sullen face. "The murderer is you, the driver in charge of the pick-up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver ran away. The police officers were shocked and ran after him. Fushimi Shika put his right hand in his pocket and looked at his watch with his left hand, letting the suspect run past him. Not to mention raising his hand to stop him, he was even too lazy to trip him.

The detective was furious and shouted, "What are you doing?! Why are you still in a daze in this situation?!"

"A real crime scene is not a practical lesson. How can a newcomer act recklessly when encountering such a thing?" Fushimi Shika spoke without raising his head.

The detective was startled, and then he realized that the newcomer was using his words to hit him back. He became even more angry and didn't even bother to organize the police to round up the suspect: "You guy——"

"but!"

Fushimi Shika tapped the case of his watch and interrupted, "I'm a punctual person and I don't want to be late on my first day at work. If I continue to delay, I might be scolded by the senior, so it's better to catch that guy as soon as possible."

"What's the point of talking about this now? The person is about to run away..." The detective finally realized that he didn't have time to argue with him, and chased after the driver before he finished speaking.

"three."

Fushimi looked at the watch and counted down, "Two."

"Eh? What's wrong? What are you doing..."

There was a commotion in the crowd. The passengers looked towards the exit and saw a group of airport guards holding explosion-proof shields rushing in, just in time to collide with the driver who was fleeing in panic. Just when everyone was listening to Minamoto Tamako's reasoning, Fushimi Shika borrowed the security guard's intercom and asked for support from the airport guards.

"one."

The moment the countdown ended, the driver was pinned to the ground by four or five police officers, roaring in despair.

"Let's go," Fushimi Shika patted Yuan Yuzi's shoulder, "The airport pick-up time has passed, let's take a taxi to the meeting place."

(End of this chapter)