Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 65: The Easy Pie

Yuan Yuzi wanted to refute, but although this conclusion could not be confirmed, it could not be disproven either. She felt extremely uncomfortable, as if she had bloating.

What kind of reasoning is this? How can you reason like this? First, you subjectively guess a truth, and then look for evidence to get closer to the truth? This is too weird!
Fushimi Shika knew what she was thinking from her expression, but he was too lazy to expose her. He continued, "If we continue to guess along this line of thought, we can roughly reconstruct what happened on that day."

"Eh?" Yuan Yuzi thought, can it be restored like this?
"At noon yesterday, someone broke into the woman's room. No one knew what happened in between. Anyway, the man fired a shot and snatched the child from the woman's room. In order to protect the child, the woman shouted 'Give it back to me, give it back to me' and chased him all the way to the rooftop. No one knew what happened after that either. In the end, the woman fell from the building and the child disappeared... That's why she was wandering around the corridor, most likely to find the child."

Fushimi Shika paused and continued, "This is not the end. The residents probably witnessed the whole process of the intruder snatching the child away, and at the same time refused the woman's request for help. If you think about the worst, maybe they are all accomplices, so they are guilty and put salt and talismans at the door of the house."

Yuan Yuzi was stunned by what she heard. She couldn't help but asked while holding the ramen bowl: "If anyone saw a ghost in the apartment building, they would definitely be scared, right? How can putting salt and talismans make you feel guilty?"

"Let me ask you, who is afraid of ghosts?"

Fushimi Shika wiped his mouth. He was not full, but he didn't want to indulge himself and continue eating such bland ramen.

"Uh... everyone will be scared, right?" Yuan Yuzi didn't notice that he was wasting food.

"If Kawai comes back to find you, will you be afraid of her? If you meet your deceased relatives, will you worry that they will harm you?" Fushimi Shika asked with a sidelong glance.

Yuan Yuzi thought about it and realized that even if she was a little timid, she wouldn't be afraid if she saw Kawai in her dreams at midnight... She shook her head in confusion and asked, "But what does this prove?"

"Didn't Seiji Yasukawa say, 'A few kind-hearted residents helped the woman settle down in the apartment building?' If the residents had a good relationship with the woman, they should have called the police when they saw her jump from the building, instead of putting salt and talismans at the door, fearing that she would come knocking on their door."

Fushimi Shika gave his conclusion: "Listen carefully, there are only two kinds of people in the world who are afraid of ghosts: the first kind are greenhouse flowers that have never experienced the separation of life and death, and the second kind are people who have ghosts in their hearts. The more bad things they do, the more they fear ghosts and gods."

Gen Yuzi felt like she had acquired a little knowledge about how to understand people's minds. If this were in an anime, the super cold reading experience bar above her head should be rising rapidly.

Now she can tell whether Fushimi is lying through cold reading. If she continues to learn in this way, she will become a master at understanding people's minds sooner or later!

Hehehe, Fushimi-san will never guess that I am secretly learning his unique talent. As long as I work hard quietly, sooner or later, I will make Fushimi-san bow down to me!
Yuan Yuzi slurped the ramen contentedly, her soft little cheeks puffed up. She chewed it twice before suddenly realizing something, and quickly raised her head and asked, "Wait - if what you said is true, then isn't there a child in danger?"

"I'm more inclined to believe that the child has been killed," Fushimi Shika shrugged. "After all, we didn't hear the child crying when we were patrolling last night... If we're optimistic, we can also assume that the child was taken away."

Gen Tamako stood up as if a spring was installed on her buttocks. She dropped her chopsticks and didn't even bother to eat her noodles. She took out two thousand yen from her pocket and slapped it on the table, indicating to the boss not to give her the change: "Why didn't you tell me such an important thing last night? The golden time for rescue is within 24 hours. Now is not the time to leisurely eat ramen! Hurry up! Go to the police station and report it!" "How do you report it? There is no victim and no one has reported the case. There is not even a body. The criminal police will definitely not bother to handle it. Even the prosecutors will not be interested in such things. That's why Japan has been ranked among the top countries in the world in terms of missing persons..."

Yuan Yuzi was too lazy to listen to him complaining about social injustice in the tone of a middle-aged uncle. Isn't their job to change injustice? Instead of talking nonsense here, why not take some practical actions!
"Even if the criminal police don't accept the case, we have to go to the police station to apply for a search warrant! There must be clues in that woman's home. Now there is a child whose life or death is unknown. We must race against time!"

After saying this, Yuan Yuzi pulled him and ran.

The police station was not far away, but it would take more time to get there in such a narrow street. The two ran all the way to the police station. Yuan Yuzi was so tired that she was out of breath. She thought to herself, no wonder the patrolmen in TV dramas all ride bicycles. She would buy one when she gets her salary.

Fushimi Shika looked relaxed. He had already used up the two attribute points he gained from the Great Snow Mountain and upgraded his speed from C to B. It only took two attribute points to upgrade from C to B, and 20 attribute points to upgrade from B to A, which was just like the experience bar in a RPG game increasing exponentially.

When Yuan Yuzi was about to enter, he said slowly, "It's useless. Even if you write an application to the judge for a search warrant, it will definitely be rejected. There is no evidence, no casualties, and even no one who reported the case. How can the judge approve it for you?"

"As long as the Criminal Police Department files a case, we will definitely find clues!" Yuan Yuzi didn't care about so many things. Human life was at stake, so she immediately turned into a tough warrior and moved forward.

But soon she ran into the barrier called reality.

If the detectives just refused to accept the case, it would be fine. At most, they could just push the case back and let the police handle it. The problem was that they had seen the detectives from the Toyota District Police Station before. Yes, they were the same police officers who handled the scarred man at the airport. They happened to be on duty at Haneda Airport that day and had a deep impression of Fushimi Kaka and Minamoto Tamako.

"Ah, aren't these the two new detectives? Have they discovered a new case? Who reported the case? Is there a dead person? There must be some clues, right? How can we open a case when there is nothing?"

The speaker was Inspector Takashi Yamaguchi of the Investigation Division. Not only was his reasoning and assertion at the airport refuted by the young female patrol officer in front of him, but he was also threatened by another pretty boy and had to give up on taking a statement. It was a disgrace to his career.

Yuan Yuzi tried to appeal to her emotions: "But, but, a child is in danger of death——"

"What a joke!" Yamaguchi Takashi slammed the table, causing the tea to spurt out like a fountain. He scolded, "Do you think the police station is a market? You can file a case just by talking?! Since when did a patrolman give orders to his superiors? Stop looking down on others!"

The rest of the police officers followed suit. Working in the Criminal Police Department was already stressful enough, and now they finally had a place to vent their stress, so how could they let this go so easily?

The patrolmen working in Higashi-Sugamo Koban are all useless. They have no connections and no ability, so they are transferred to such a hellish place. Kazama Takusai, an elite detective with a 100% crime-solving rate, was demoted and transferred there. In less than a year, he became a ghost. What is the difference between this and exile in ancient times?
"It's a waste not to squeeze a soft persimmon that comes to your door!" Yamaguchi Takashi's thoughts at this moment are also the voices of other police officers.

(End of this chapter)