Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 91: Everything We Treasure Is a Weak Point

"I don't have any money, but I have my life!!"

Watanabe Shun's first reaction was that this group of people were really bold and robbed the police.

But then he changed his mind and realized that the kidnapper was asking, "Where is my money?" He then realized that something was wrong. It seemed that these few things he had were not worth the other party's fuss... When he wanted to make up for it, it was too late. The other party snapped his fingers immediately, and the two strong men on the left and right blocked his mouth with rags.

"Just admit it," the other person turned off the desk lamp, and the backlight illuminated a gloomy face: "There is always a way to make you speak."

Watanabe Shunshin said what did I admit?

He stared at the other person's face with his eyes wide open, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before.

After a moment of recollection, Watanabe Shun finally remembered: He had been knocked unconscious by the Yakuza at the airport before, and when he woke up and was taking a statement at the police station, he had seen this guy. His name seemed to be... Sasuke Gen? No, Satake Gen! That's right, this guy is a cadre of the Inagawa Society!
Watanabe Shun whimpered and tried to push the cloth ball out with his tongue. Seeing this, the kidnapper wrapped several more rounds of tape around his mouth.

Gen Satake placed the briefcase flat on the table, unfastened the buckle, opened the lid, and inside was a row of strangely shaped torture instruments.

Watanabe Shun took a quick glance and saw a cylindrical curling iron, a pair of narrow scissors with sharp ends, and a sharp scraper that reflected cold light... He swallowed his saliva and wondered what this guy was going to do. Was he going to dig out his eyes? Or was he going to peel off his nails?
Satake Gen slowly put on latex gloves, took out a roll of plastic cape, tied it around Watanabe Shun's neck, and said confidently: "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually quite good at interrogation."

Watanabe Shun was getting more and more panicked. This guy looked very professional. He used a plastic cape to block the blood stains before taking action... This was not good. What was this guy doing with the scissors? Was he going to cut off his ears? !
"I have had a special talent since I was a child. Even without talking to someone, I can see their weaknesses at a glance."

Satake Gen stood behind Watanabe Shun, his left hand on his shoulder, feeling his body trembling instinctively: "Everything that mortals cherish is a weakness."

Watanabe Shun vaguely guessed something, he widened his eyes in fear and shook his head desperately, but the two strong men held his head on the left and right. He could only watch the scissors getting closer and closer until they were close to the head of his beloved airplane.

Click.

A tuft of hair fell.

--Do not!

——My airplane head!

——My dignity ahhhhhhh!!
Watanabe Shun's pupils shrank slightly, and his chest let out a painful wail. He struggled hard, and the chair clanged loudly, almost falling apart under his shaking.

Satake Xuan's lenses reflected cold light. He smiled and whispered, "Don't worry, the night is still long. Let's take our time..."

……

Silent all night.

The next day, I slacked off as usual.

Fushimi Shika called Officer Kitahara to explain the situation and confessed that Sakurako Hira had slipped out of the orphanage and was suspected to be his long-missing sister, so he planned to do a legally effective paternity test.

Officer Kitahara didn't care. They didn't expect to get any valuable information from the child in the first place. They arranged two patrolmen just to deal with the aftermath to avoid any disputes between the Child Protection Association and the Metropolitan Police Department.

After obtaining permission to slack off, Fushimi Shika took advantage of the fact that Minamoto Tamako was still hungover, went to the third-floor kitchen to get money, and took Hira Sakurako out to get a certificate.

The settlement process went more smoothly than he had imagined. The registrar at the district office knew what he was up to the moment he took out the paternity certificate. The two of them felt like they had met too late. They chatted for a while in the tea room and agreed on a price. Fushimi Shika lost more than 1.3 million yen. 200,000 yen was used to issue the paternity certificate, more than 100,000 yen was used to pay for Hira Sakurako's social security, and the district office paid the remaining 1 million yen for naturalization, household registration, and filing. They even helped him get Hira Sakurako's birth certificate and sent it back to the local district office in Hokkaido. Fushimi Shika didn't even need to go back to his hometown in person. It was a one-stop service.

Of course, sometimes money can't necessarily buy this kind of service. The reason why he can do it so smoothly is mostly because of this layer of skin on his body.

With the status of a civil servant, it will be much easier to do things in society.

The only trouble is that Ping Yingzi doesn't want to see people. If there is no cardboard box to cover her, she will seem as if her soul has been sucked out of her, and she will become as dumb as a wooden chicken.

Fushimi Shika didn't want others to think he was abusing a child, so he had to put Hira Sakurako in his travel backpack and carry her everywhere with him, just like Tanjiro.

Huge sums of money of unknown origin are likely to attract attention, so Fushimi Shika went to the tax bureau to launder some money in advance under the guise of inheriting an estate. I won't go into detail about the specific operation, but in short, he spent 500,000 yen to launder 3 million and got 2.5 million yen.

He went back and forth between several departments and finally got the matter done before the civil servants got off work.

"Look, 'Fushimi Sakurako', from now on when people ask us about it, we will be a family."

Fushimi Shika put away the resident certificate and household registration transcript, hung the travel bag on his chest, and said with a stern face: "You have to listen to me in private, understand? I spent a lot of money to ensure that you can start work smoothly."

The main reason why it is so troublesome is that Japan's adoption policy is quite strict.

If an unmarried man wants to adopt a girl, the age difference must be more than 40 years, and he must have no history of mental illness, his annual income must be checked, and he must have no criminal record... As for why, we can only say that Japan has its own national conditions, and it must guard against lolita control.

Ping Yingzi sat in her backpack with her knees hugged, revealing a pair of lively eyes through the zipper gap. She was silent for a moment and held out a piece of paper.

——Noh mask

"Okay, okay, I get it. Can you please stop rushing me? The thing is in the evidence room. We can't get it until the case is closed..."

"How would I know when the case will be closed? I'm warning you not to push your luck. If you really piss me off, even Yuan Yuzi won't be able to protect you..."

Fushimi Shika muttered to himself in front of his travel bag for a while. Passersby all looked at him sideways. He felt a little ashamed and simply took a taxi back to Koban.

On the other side, Gen Yuzi was so anxious during the fight that when she woke up she felt like the sky was falling.

She first overslept and was late for work, then found out that Watanabe and Fushimi were missing. She called around and found out that Fushimi was out for "work". This lazy guy was secretly rolling inwards, and didn't even wake her up when it was time to go to work. It was like the sun was rising from the west.

...Could it be that because she was praised by the director, Fushimi-san finally felt a sense of crisis?
Before Gen Tamako could figure out what was going on, Kazama Takusai informed her with a sullen face that the police station had received an anonymous report that someone had witnessed a kidnapping at the gate of the Koban, and asked the Koban patrol officers to follow up on the investigation.

Takusai Kazama had a bad feeling. After he got up this morning, he couldn't find Watanabe Shun anywhere. Only half of the dishes on the table were cleared away. He sent a pager to Watanabe Shun but he didn't get a reply... Maybe Watanabe Shun was kidnapped.

By the time Fushimi Shika returned to Koban, the two had already been investigating for most of the day.

They visited everywhere and collected a lot of records, but found nothing.

(End of this chapter)