Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 9 Does He Hate Me?
"Ah? So fast?" Kawai was surprised.

Yuan Yuzi poked the broccoli with chopsticks and whispered:

"All students and teachers' personal belongings must pass through the security check at the gate. Just check the registration form and you will know who has brought red ink..."

In 1992, the "Anti-gang Law" was implemented, and the Metropolitan Police Department focused on cracking down on gangster forces. In order to prevent criminal gangs from planting undercover agents in police academies, all police academies strictly controlled personal belongings, and all personal correspondence would be checked - in Japan these days, privacy rights were really not important.

"What if it's not on the registration form?" Kawai lay on the table, too lazy to move.

"It's easy to deal with if there is none. It means that red ink is an office supply purchased by the school. It is not used in many scenarios. Teachers use water-based pens to mark test papers. The school will only use red ink in one situation."

As Yuan Yuzi spoke, she quietly separated the broccoli.

"What's going on?" Kawai picked up the chopsticks, picked up the broccoli on the side of her plate, and ate it in one bite: "It's wrong to be picky about food."

"No, no! I was going to save it for last."

Yuan Yuzi paused and continued, "Didn't you notice that the official documents on the bulletin board are mostly written in fountain pen? The school needs to use red ink to issue notices."

"I see. This way, the search area is narrowed!" Kawai patted her little head and praised, "You are worthy of being the famous detective, Gen Tamako!"

In the past, Yuan Yuzi would be so happy to hear such praise that she would be grinning from ear to ear.

But today she seemed to be worried and even lowered her head and sighed.

Kawai noticed that Gen Tamako was in a strange mood, so he sat up and asked her what happened.

The latter told everything about the "reasoning duel" that took place in the portrait class.

"Maybe I've just been entertaining myself. The real investigation is not the same as I imagined..."

This is a blow to self-confidence.

Kawai understood, she put her arm around Yuan Yuzi's shoulders and encouraged her: "What are you thinking about! If investigation does not require reasoning, then how can there be criminal investigation reasoning test questions? Evidence also requires a logical chain, that guy is just sophistry!"

"Really?" Yuan Yuzi raised her head.

"Of course it's true. Besides, didn't you immediately deduce the approximate identity of the sender? That guy definitely couldn't do it, so he pushed this matter to you!" Kawai continued to encourage her.

"But……"

Kawai suddenly came closer and interrupted, "The firelight illuminates the moon in the sky, and people are walking on the streets with lanterns. Guess a traditional festival!"

This was a small game they often played during their school days. Kawai would give the questions and Yuan Yuzi would answer them, including but not limited to lantern festival word puzzles, reasoning restoration, situational games, etc.

"Obon Festival?" Yuan Yuzi answered immediately.

"Bingo!" Kawai raised a finger and poked her little face: "You are still as smart as before!"

Gen Yuzi's mood turned from gloomy to sunny, but she was still struggling with another thing in her mind: "Hey, Kawai, does Fushimi-san hate me?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Kawai was stunned.

"Because, because I just invited him to have lunch together, but he refused... and he hasn't been eating in the cafeteria. Is he avoiding me?" Yuan Yuzi used chopsticks to pick up rice: "Does he think I'm too annoying?"

Kawai waved his hands helplessly and said, "You think too much, he just can't make friends. Didn't you notice that you were the only one talking to him? That's why he hides in the dormitory to eat alone? How pitiful..."

"Is that right?"

"Of course it is! Fushimi-kun is a tsundere. He may be harsh with words, but in his heart he wishes you would talk to him more!" Kawai pulled his eyes with both hands, imitating Fushimi's usual dead fish eyes: "Ah, it's so lonely to be alone. Finally, a cute girl talks to me. I, Fushimi, am so lucky!"

Gen Yuzi couldn't help laughing. She was in a good mood and full of morale. She decided to take advantage of the lunch break to find out the true identity of the sender and impress Fushimi classmate!

So, what does the loner Fushimi-san do in the dormitory?

"Fukushima toilet body case: a male body was found stuck at the bottom of a toilet in the school's female toilet. The deceased was a school staff member before his death, and the body was in a very strange posture..."

Fushimi Shika slammed the file shut, not wanting to affect his appetite for lunch.

Yes, he is learning.

The criminal laws of each country are different, and the judgment cases and legal basis are also very different. Even if he was a senior lawyer in his previous life, he still had to start from scratch after traveling through time. During this period, he stayed up late to memorize the criminal law and read the files.

Fushimi Shika has no intention of returning to his old job, he just doesn't want to be ignorant of the law.

If anything happens, he can save on lawyer fees - Japan allows parties to defend themselves without hiring lawyers.

Just as he picked up the chopsticks, there was a knock on the door and someone called out, "Is Fushimi-san here?"

"Here I am."

Fushimi Shika stood up and opened the door. It was the monitor who came in and said that Instructor Sakurai asked him to go to the office. He turned around and looked at the food on the table and asked, "Did she say anything to me?"

"That's not the case, but I told you to go there immediately."

"Then there's no rush. Let me finish eating first." Fushimi Shika turned around and prepared to close the door.

The monitor put his hand against the door and said awkwardly, "If that's the case, I'll be very troubled. After all, Instructor Sakurai told you to go over immediately..."

"It will only take five minutes. I eat very quickly."

"Sorry." The squad leader still refused to compromise.

Fushimi Shika sighed, thinking that only the person who obeys the teacher the most can become the class monitor.

He simply turned around, picked up his lunch box, stood side by side with the monitor in the corridor, locked the dormitory door, and said, "Let's go."

"Eh? You are..."

“Eat while walking.”

As Fushimi Shika spoke, he had already picked up his chopsticks and ate rice as he walked forward.

The students passing by cast surprised looks at him, and the squad leader didn't even dare to walk side by side with him, and deliberately lagged behind by one step.

Fushimi Shika has lived two lives as a human being, and he has a natural sense of relaxation. In his previous life, he often rushed to catch the bus with a bowl of hot dry noodles in his hand, and eating while walking was a daily routine.

Before he even reached the teaching building, he had already finished his lunch and threw the lunch box into the trash can. The monitor whispered to him, "Garbage needs to be sorted..."

"Paying attention to the environment is something rich people should do. Even if I throw away 10,000 lunch boxes, the pollution caused by TEPCO is not as great as it is." Fushimi Shika didn't care.

The squad leader thought, isn't this just a substitution of concepts? You do the same bad things that others do? And why use TEPCO as an example... Is Fushimi-kun an extreme conservative who opposes the construction of the circuit?

He did not argue, but felt that Fushimi's character was indeed as bad as the rumors said. After bringing him to the office door, the class monitor hurriedly said goodbye.

"Excuse me," Fushimi Shika knocked on the glass door of the independent office: "I am student Fushimi Shika..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar panting sound faintly coming from the office.

(End of this chapter)