Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 61 The Disappeared Corpse

Mr. Yasukawa standing at the door was not tall, and even a little hunched. He had sparse hair, a wrinkled face, and a pair of unusually large eyes. At first glance, he looked like Gollum in The Lord of the Rings.

There was no light behind the door, and it was pitch black. Fushimi Lu raised his flashlight and shone it into the room impolitely. He saw that what was placed next to the entrance was not a shoe cabinet, but a statue of Guanyin. The statue was mottled and old, and it made people feel creepy.

"Please come in." Mr. Yasukawa said in a hoarse voice.

The apartment was small, only about 7 or 8 square meters, and the walls were covered with Noh masks. When Fushimi Shika shone the flashlight over them, they looked like pale human faces.

Mr. Yasukawa set up a folding table and everyone sat on the tatami. Fushimi Shika and Watanabe Shun both sat cross-legged, but Gen Tamaki took off her shoes and knelt on the ground like Yamato Nadeshiko, with her two little feet in white socks resting under her heart-shaped buttocks.

The foul smell came from the trash can, which was filled with lunch boxes, white paper balls and various household garbage; the chemical reagents came from the Noh masks, some of which had their paint still not dry... For Gen Tamako, these sanitary conditions were like hell, and she couldn't help but lean closer to Fushimi Kakashi.

Well, the scent of attack concentrated laundry detergent is quite pleasant and can barely resist the attack of foul odors in the room.

Under the gaze of the three patrolmen, Mr. Yasukawa introduced himself in a low voice. His full name is Seiji Yasukawa. He is a mask painter and has a strong interest in opera and drama. He particularly likes Chinese Sichuan Opera, Cantonese Opera, and Western Shakespeare Opera...

Seeing this guy chattering endlessly, Watanabe Shun interrupted him impatiently and asked him to get to the point and explain the whole story of the ghost in the corridor.

If they don't explain clearly, how can they raise funds through crowdfunding? If they are reported for illegally amassing money, they won't even have a place to appeal.

"Uh, okay..."

Seiji Yasukawa showed a look of regret and told everyone what he had seen and heard.

In fact, the matter is not complicated. Three months ago, a woman came to the apartment building. She was a little mentally unstable and wandered around day and night, saying that she was looking for someone. When others asked her who she was looking for, she couldn't tell clearly; if she was driven away, she would run back.

In desperation, a few kind-hearted residents decided to find an empty room for the woman to live in.

Fifty percent of the residents of this apartment building are homeless people who have taken over their homes. Only the shops on the street collect rent normally, and the other old rooms are all owned by whoever moves in. Although there is no water or electricity, it is better than living under a bridge.

And so, the woman moved in next door to Seiji Yasukawa.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, and her temperament was even better than the female stars in TV dramas, so all the bachelors on this floor were particularly enthusiastic about her.

Seiji Yasukawa didn't know her name and he didn't have much interaction with her. He just occasionally heard the laughter of children coming from next door. Logically, the woman came alone and she was the only one living in the room, but Seiji Yasukawa clearly heard the voices of two people.

"It was around noon today when a gunshot was heard in the corridor. The woman might have been frightened or stimulated by something. She suddenly ran out screaming with her hair disheveled, shouting 'Give it back to me, give it back to me'. She ran barefoot through the corridor and ran upstairs... Not long after, she jumped from the building and died."

After Yasukawa Seiji finished speaking, he looked at the three people anxiously. He felt a little strange, and he didn't know why, the handsome male patrolman's eyes stayed on his head for a few seconds.

"But didn't you say 'some time ago'?" Yuan Yuzi immediately found the flaw in his logic: "'Some time ago, a woman jumped off a building and died. Since then, ghosts have often appeared in corridors and hallways', that's what you said, right?" "Noon is also considered 'some time ago', right?" Yasukawa Seiji stammered, "Ghosts did appear several times after nightfall, so it can also be considered 'often'..."

Now even Watanabe Shun could see that he was lying. His detective spirit was ignited, and he immediately slammed the table and shouted, "Kuoluo Yalu! You dare to lie to the police? Tell me! What is your purpose!"

"No... I just remembered it wrongly... Don't do it - I'm telling the truth!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Watanabe Shun grabbed Yasukawa Seiji's hair, which was barely hairy, and pressed his head on the small table to interrogate him. Gen Yuko tried to dissuade him in a hurry, but she couldn't directly refute her senior, so she could only stand by and worry. Fushimi Shika sat aside, eating melons and watching the show, thinking that it would be nice if he had some snacks...

"If you don't believe me, you can ask other people!" Yasukawa Seiji shouted aggrievedly, "Everyone on this floor has seen it!"

Watanabe Shun asked several more times, and Yasukawa Seiji kept repeating the same thing. The two juniors were watching, and he couldn't perform the Great Memory Recovery Technique, so he had to let Yasukawa Seiji go for the time being.

The three of them split up into two groups. Watanabe Shun stayed in the room to prevent Seiji Yasukawa from locking the door again. Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako knocked on doors one by one to check whether what Seiji Yasukawa said was true.

Unexpectedly, this guy was not lying. Many residents on this floor saw the woman jumping off the building, and the process was exactly the same as what Seiji Yasukawa described. Even more bizarre was that they actually saw a ghost when they returned home in the evening.

Sometimes the ghost stood in the corridor, sometimes across the balcony, and sometimes behind the window. The face could not be seen clearly, which made people feel creepy. The residents felt uneasy, so they placed white salt and pasted talismans in front of their houses, hoping that the evil spirit would not come to harass them.

Yuan Yuzi asked several questions in succession, such as where the body went, who the woman usually interacted with, why didn't they call the police... The residents' answers were that they didn't know, they were not sure, and it was none of their business.

At first, Yuan Yuzi suspected that the residents were lying collectively. How could they be so calm when a nearby neighbor committed suicide by jumping off a building?
Later, Yuko asked the residents on other floors and found out that jumping off the building was a common thing in this place. On average, one person would jump off the building to commit suicide every two or three months. During the peak of the stock market crash, there were even three or four people going to the rooftop to do the leap of faith in one day.

This is getting weirder and weirder.

Even if Yuan Yuzi is the reincarnation of Sherlock Holmes, she can't do anything without the right ingredients. There is no body, no crime scene, and the identity of the deceased is unknown. Even if she goes to the police station to report the case, the detective may not accept it.

In the end, Gen Tamako had no choice but to put this matter on her to-do list. She promised the residents that she would organize crowdfunding and help invite a high monk from Honmyoji Temple to exorcise the evil spirit.

After finishing the work, the three continued their patrol. Maybe they were lucky, as they encountered only trivial matters. They went back and forth several times, bringing back those quarreling couples, fighting hooligans, and lost drunkards.

Twelve hours passed in a flash, and at six o'clock the nesting duck calmed down its restlessness and gradually became quiet in the morning light.

On the way back to the dormitory after get off work, Gen Tamako was still talking about the ghost in the apartment and asked Fushimi Shika if he had any clues.

The latter had been a slave for the whole night and was in a bad mood. He was thinking about whether to bribe the director or the director to transfer him. Hearing Yuan Yuzi's question, he casually dismissed it: "Isn't it obvious enough? Yasukawa Seiji only told half the truth. The woman is not dead at all."

Yuan Yuzi was startled and asked quickly: "Why do you say that? Is that ghost a living person? Then how did she disappear in the corridor?" Seeing that Fushimi Shika ignored her, she felt like a hundred ants were crawling on her body: "Why don't you tell me! I'm so anxious!!"

(End of this chapter)