Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 71: Whisper of the Dead

Fushimi Shika actually doesn't understand why Minako has such a big reaction, and doesn't know what she saw in the profile... Could it be that she empathizes with the murderer like the little teacup? Or is she taking the perspective of the victim?
No matter how much he dissuaded her, Yuan Yuzi insisted on continuing the investigation. They split into two groups, Yuan Yuzi planned to go to persuade the director personally, while Fushimi Shika was responsible for collecting evidence in the apartment building.

That’s great, I can slack off again.

Fushimi Shika bought a box of fried noodles and a bottle of fat otaku happy water at a convenience store, walked alone through the busy pedestrian street, turned into a dark alley at night, and found a step in the apartment building to sit down.

"I'm gonna start now."

He tore open the packaging film, and the aroma of fried noodles hit him, and it looked like it tasted pretty good. With a click, he broke open the chopsticks, took a bite, and immediately frowned.

The noodles were all clumped together and tasted like steamed buns soaked in water, melting before you could even chew them. It looked good but was not practical or tasty.

Fushimi Shika's mood suddenly turned bad. He casually put the fried noodles on the steps, opened the can, and took two sips of Coke to wash the strange taste in his mouth.

There seemed to be someone in the dark. Fushimi turned his head and saw a familiar "ghost" in the corridor. The other person was standing five or six meters away, as if staring at him.

Gollum—

The stomach growled with hunger.

"Are you hungry?"

Fushimi Shika put the bowl of fried noodles on the corridor and pushed it hard, causing the noodles to slide along the tiles: "Eat it, don't waste food."

The figure slowly squatted down, sniffed the fried noodles, and began to gobble them up voraciously, unable to resist his hunger.

Fushimi Shika took another sip of Coke and sat on the steps, talking to himself: "So, people like you with intellectual disabilities are really troublesome. Bad people want to bully you, good people are afraid of you, and even lawyers are unwilling to take on this kind of public interest defense. After all, communication is difficult. Who knows what's going on in your little head."

He paused and looked at the figure: "But you also have the dignity of being born as a human being, right?"

The other party did not answer. She finished her fried noodles and stood there, seeming to be hesitating whether to approach him.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone obliquely into the corridor. Fushimi Shika saw her face clearly. What Yasukawa Seiji said was right. She was a beautiful woman. When she walked barefoot, her figure was elegant, like a slender cat.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Xuecun Kuika finally did not approach Fushimi Shika. She bent down, took out a video recorder from her arms, put it on the ground and pushed it hard.

The video camera slid over and stopped next to Fushimi Shika.

He picked it up and was about to ask, but he saw the woman turn around and trot away, hiding deep in the corridor and disappearing again.

"Well, that's good. Now I can get the job done."

Fushimi stood up, patted his butt, walked leisurely into the convenience store, and bought two batteries. Before handing over the evidence, he wanted to see what was recorded inside.

Maybe it was a bloody murder scene, or a twisted and perverted video of abuse... He found a place to sit in the corner of the convenience store, rubbed his hands expectantly, and turned on the video recorder.

"Sakura, what is Sakura?"

"The pink flowers are cherry blossoms."

"Have you seen it?"

“I’ve seen it on TV.”

"Hey... Let's go out and take a look! I saw pink flowers on the way here."

"Don't go."

"Go ahead, go ahead."

"Don't go."

"What will it take for you to agree to this?"

"When I find my mother, I'll promise you that I'll go see the cherry blossoms."...

Fushimi Shika watched all the videos in the convenience store without fast forwarding or skipping, and he finally understood why Minako was so anxious.

The little angel and the little devil showed up again. The little angel kept persuading him to hand over the video as important evidence, but the little devil advised him to go to the apartment building now and look for the woman named Xuecun Kuihua.

Fushimi Shika stood up, walked through the streets and alleys, and returned to the cramped and dilapidated apartment building.

It was very lively tonight, with many residents searching everywhere with flashlights in hand. Fushimi Lu looked up, the night wind was howling, and Yukimura Aoi, wearing a long skirt, stood on the air conditioner outside, looking down at him.

Fushimi Shika suddenly understood why Xuemura Aoi gave the video recorder to him.

"Don't--" he shouted subconsciously.

This shout startled the residents, and they followed his gaze and found Xuecun Kuihua clinging to the outer wall. They ran to the window sill and reached out to grab the corner of Xuecun Kuihua's clothes, but the latter jumped up and gracefully jumped onto the handrail of the corridor on the next floor, standing on tiptoe on the fence like a tightrope walker.

Residents rushed downstairs and reached out to grab Xuecun Kuihua's hair, but she was like an elf, jumping onto the air conditioner in the blink of an eye. Her arms were like tentacles, spreading everywhere with her dancing steps.

She danced on the edge of the cliff, the whole apartment building was her stage. Her skirt fluttered through the corridor, went up the empty hallway, and leaped in the cold wind like a flying bird, and no one could catch her.

Fushimi Shika fired a warning shot into the air and shouted, "Police, don't move!"

Everyone froze in the corridor, not daring to act rashly, but also unwilling to retreat. Nagashima Tsuyoshi raised his hands and whistled at Fushimi Shika: "Ma Po! Look here! Do you remember me?"

Fushimi Shika ignored him and pulled out a walkie-talkie from his waist to call for reinforcements.

"You're ignoring me, right?" Nagashima Tsuyoshi sneered and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! He doesn't dare to shoot! Patrolmen can't shoot unless necessary!"

"Really? Really?" The residents looked at each other.

"Of course it's true! I understand the law, believe me, if that woman doesn't die, you will all go to jail!" Nagashima Tsuyoshi leaned his head out and looked up at Xuecun Kuhua who was standing on the rooftop: "You don't want to live anyway, right? Jump! Jump quickly! As long as you jump, the child will live! Otherwise, I will kill her!"

"Don't believe his lies!" Fushimi Shika yelled.

Nagashima Tsuyoshi shouted even more fiercely, "You are here to look for your sister, right? She has been dead for a long time! You know I am not lying, right? You can see that, right? Your sister was so young, and it is natural for her to die in a place like this! Only by jumping down can you be reunited with her!"

Fushimi Shika loaded his pistol and fired at Nagashima Tsuyoshi. The light was too dim, and his shooting skills were too poor, so the shot missed, and the bullet kicked up a cloud of gravel.

"You patrolman dared to shoot randomly? You'd better get fired! I will definitely take you to court!" Nagashima Tsuyoshi yelled at him.

Fushimi Shika's eyes were gloomy. He was about to pull the trigger when he saw Xuecun Aoi dancing again on the rooftop. She knew her sister was dead, and she knew she couldn't save Sakurako, so she placed all her hopes on the man who beat Nagashima Tsuyoshi. The moment she handed over the video recorder, she had already decided to die.

After being freed from the shackles, her body became lighter.

Under the moonlight and in the cold wind, Xuecun Kuihua danced the last dance with her life. The hem of her skirt swirling in the air cut through the night sky, so beautiful that it was breathtaking - accept it, this is her only gift of thanks.

Fushimi Shika pounced on him subconsciously, and she brushed past his fingertips, her fate like a torrent.

Snapped!
Blood flowers bloom.

The residents cheered loudly and shrill sirens were heard in the distance.

Fushimi Shika stood there for a long time, his head lowered, with a buzzing sound in his ears.

The devil laughed grimly, as if he had broken free from his chains. It finally turned into Kawai's face, and the deceased ghost whispered in his ear:

"Go, kill all those demons in human skin."

"Until hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha!"

(End of this chapter)