Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 55: Another Heavenly Punishment
Not to mention how depressed Fushimi Shika was, Gen Tamako was actually quite excited and looking forward to it.

She had already thought about it. The first thing she would do after reporting was to apologize to her boss and explain why the senior who picked her up at the airport was unable to come back with her - compared to welcoming the newcomers, the guy with the airplane haircut needed to go to the hospital for treatment more.

Come to think of it, the guy with the crew cut looks a little familiar. I feel like I've seen him somewhere... Ah, now I remember, he seemed to be the driver who held an umbrella for Section Chief Kazama.

She didn't expect to meet acquaintances at her new workplace, which made her look forward to her future patrol life even more.

Don’t be afraid of hardship or tiredness, live every day to the fullest!
Yuan Yuzi's eyes sparkled, and the rabbit police officer in her arms also held her head high. She dragged her suitcase, and her round-toed leather shoes stepped on the dirty water as if she were walking on a red carpet with pride.

"Fushimi-san, why are you so downcast? You don't have any motivation at all!" She took the lead and walked in front, turning back to urge: "Today is our first day in office, we must show some spirit!"

"Tsk."

Fushimi Shika finally understood why Squidward hated SpongeBob.

But since he was here, it was a serious job after all, so he could only grit his teeth and work for a while.

In fact, Fushimi Shika still had a thought in his heart. If he could build a good relationship with his superior, he might be able to get a backdoor transfer to another less busy post... He also had experience in bribing others. He only needed to please the superior and everything would be easy to negotiate.

The two walked one after the other through the street and into the block.

The light was getting darker and darker. The distance between the buildings was very narrow, and the walls were covered with crude graffiti. The air was filled with the stench of leaves, and there were faint sounds of strange laughter. It seemed that someone was having a party in the narrow alley.

Yuan Yuzi was completely unaware. She walked and looked around. Everything she saw seemed so good. She thought to herself, "Is this Tokyo? It looks so punk and fashionable!"
You can't let others look down on you when you come to a big city. I heard that many people in Tokyo look down on people from Hokkaido, and say that people from Hokkaido are bumpkins from the mountains... Gen Tamako recalled the bad attitude of the airport detective uncle and felt that the other party must have thought that she was a country bumpkin who was easy to bully.

Seeing a punk guy with piercings all over his face passing by, Yuan Yuzi whispered, "Fushimi-san, don't make a fuss, or you'll be called unsophisticated."

She said this, but after the punk man passed by, she secretly turned back and glanced at him a few more times.

The punk man put one hand in his pocket, cleared his throat, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and casually smeared the dried gum on the campaign poster, sticking it right on the philtrum of the person on the poster.

Wow, people in Tokyo are just different, they can do some performance art at will.

Yuan Yuzi was filled with awe.

The two walked along the street for a long time and saw the house number at the corner of the intersection. The small building was shabby and the door was covered with scratches that looked like they were scratched by a knife. There were only a few pedestrians on the road in broad daylight, and they all lowered their heads and walked hurriedly. The surroundings were eerily quiet.

“It’s really secluded.”

Yuan Yuzi sighed and climbed up the stairs.

The front door was closed. She tried to push it and found it was locked.

"Why don't you open the door in broad daylight?" She frowned: "Seniors are really too lazy!"

Fushimi Shika's eyes lit up and he criticized, "What nonsense are you talking about! The seniors must have their reasons for doing this. I just think it's reasonable not to open the door during the day. This is called governing by doing nothing, which can make residents more comfortable and the community environment more harmonious... Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I tell you." He suddenly felt as if there was light at the end of the tunnel, and the hope in his heart was ignited again.

That makes sense. Since the public security is so bad, the patrol officers must have given up and let things go! With such a small salary a month, what's the point of playing with life? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to work together and get paid for nothing? In his previous life, he had seen many grassroots workers who were paid for their temporary positions. At that time, he felt a little envious. He didn't expect that after his rebirth, such a good thing would fall on his head!
——I’m definitely a salary thief!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a click of unlocking from behind the door. It seemed that someone was still on duty. Yuan Yuzi quickly put the rabbit police officer on the suitcase and stood at attention like a soldier, hoping to leave a good impression on his senior.

With a creak, the door opened.

Through the crack in the door, the two saw a haggard face. It was none other than Kazama Takusai.

After not seeing him for more than half a year, the former elite Section Chief Kazama seemed like a different person. He had an unshaven beard, messy hair, and bags under his eyes that could kill a mosquito. Fushimi Kaka and Minamoto Tamako almost didn't recognize him at first sight.

Although shocked, Yuan Yuzi did not forget to salute her senior: "Patrolman Yuan Yuzi, number TD035, reporting for duty!"

Takusa Kazama was not surprised. He had seen the notice in advance and knew that the two were coming.

"No need to be so formal, come in." He smoothed his messy hair back with both hands, trying to make himself look more energetic.

"Yes!" Yuan Yuzi responded loudly.

She dragged her suitcase into the lobby and looked around. It was a mess. The reception desk was piled with documents and files, and the office inside was also littered with instant noodle buckets and energy pill bottles.

Takusai Kazama took the two of them through the formalities and issued them police uniforms, police hats, belts, walkie-talkies, batons, handcuffs, and guns. After finishing, he found a pen, tore off the map on the whiteboard, drew a circle on it, and said, "Tamako, you are in charge of this area."

"Huh? So soon? No pre-job training, introduction to the jurisdiction or anything like that?" Yuan Yuzi was a little nervous, worried that she would not be able to do the job.

"As for introductions... your dormitory is on the second floor, Watanabe and I live on the third floor, and the chief rents a house outside. The rest is not important... By the way, why didn't Watanabe come back with you?" Kazama Takusai asked, and before he could wait for Minamoto Tamako to answer, he interrupted her and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, as you can see, there are only three police officers on duty in the entire police station. It's already difficult for them to maintain law and order, and they don't have time to train you."

After that, he used a water-based pen to draw a large area on the map, which was about twice the size of the circle that Yuan Yuzi had drawn. "Officer Fushimi, you are in charge of this area. If anyone complains about you, I will report to the director and deduct your salary."

Seeing Fushimi Shika raise an eyebrow, Kazama Takusai yawned and added, "Since we will be working together for a long time in the future, I will be frank with you. I am not targeting you, nor am I using my status as a senior to make things difficult for you."

He drew a big circle on the map, about three times the size of Fushimi Kakashi's circle: "This is the area that Watanabe Shun and I are responsible for on a daily basis. As you can see, we have a heavy burden on our shoulders."

Then, Kazama Takusai put down his pen, sat on the chair, and took a long breath: "We have finished talking about business matters, now it's time to talk about personal matters. I solemnly apologize to you here: I am sorry that I mistook you for the murderer and illegally detained you. It doesn't matter whether you forgive me or not, just don't bring personal emotions to work."

Fushimi's heart was slightly moved, but he calmly asked, "Aren't you convinced that I'm the murderer? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Fengjian Takusai was silent for a moment, glanced at Yuan Yuzi, leaned back in his chair, and said softly: "Because the murderer who wrote "Heaven's Punishment" once killed another person somewhere else. I have investigated, and you have sufficient alibi."

(End of this chapter)