Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 97: Heaven will give great responsibilities to the people of Sri Lanka

Being able to witness the fall of a great hero, Fushimi Shika felt that this trip was worth it. But he didn't want to die yet. When Satake Gen announced the death of Inagawa Seijo, he immediately used his middle finger to pinch his throat and spit out all the wine he had just drunk.

The others then realized that the wine might be poisoned. Fengjian Takusai raised his hand, and when he saw that no one else moved, he put it down again. The big guys present all wanted to save face. In the face of life and death, they had to remain unmoved and show their heroic spirit. But if we really wanted to talk about their hearts, everyone actually wanted to deduct.

"Don't even move!"

Keito Kaga tried to protect the scene. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and used it on his fingertips to pick up the wine glass: "Is there a plastic bag? This is important evidence. Send it to the forensics department to test whether there are any toxins left..."

Before he could finish his words, a crisp sound of rifle loading was heard in the room.

The guards who were sitting in the shadow of the lamp stood up, pointed their guns at everyone, and surrounded them from all sides. The leading guard with a gun was a bald man with a word "loyalty" tattooed on the side of his neck. He said in a deep voice: "The head of the family was assassinated, and we are to blame. After we eliminate the murderer, we will commit suicide to apologize."

Kaga Keito asked back, facing the gunpoint: "Who do you say is the murderer?"

“Who else could it be other than you bastards?!” The young man hugged his father’s body and growled in a trembling voice, “They all deserve to die! Kill them all and avenge my father!!”

Seeing the guard unlock his pistol, Kaga Keito quickly raised his hands and quickly defended himself, "How could we have the opportunity to poison someone when we first arrived? If we kill an innocent person by mistake and the real murderer escapes punishment, you will let the master of the family die with regrets. How can you face the master of the family after you commit suicide?"

Before he finished speaking, Zuozhu Xuan suddenly said, "You have a chance to poison me when you clink glasses."

"So everyone had the opportunity to poison!" Kazama Takusai immediately retorted: "The seven of us present have toasted with Mr. Inagawa, and only the three of us had a surprise meeting. It's impossible for us to prepare poison in advance!"

After all, the two were elite criminal police officers who had graduated from professional schools. They cleared the suspects with a few words. The armed guards did not agree, but they also did not refute. They exchanged glances for a moment, and the bald man in the lead turned his gun around and said indifferently: "Then kill them all."

Now the other four people also became nervous. Even though they were powerful and influential outside, the person holding the gun in the house at this moment was the owner's assassin, who planned to kill the people and then commit suicide. If they showed off their status and position to the other party at this time, they would be seeking death.

Satake Gen reacted the fastest, and he made an impassioned speech claiming that all the gentlemen present had been the family head's right-hand men, and one of them was the family head's only son. If they were killed indiscriminately, Inagawa would fall apart in an instant, the family head's hard work would be destroyed, and his blood relatives would be buried with the murderer. How could he rest in peace in his grave?
This made sense, and the situation was at a standstill for a while. Fushimi Shika was so excited that he sat back on the futon, concentrating on eating melons and watching the fierce quarrel between the police and the criminals.

At this time, someone suddenly said: "Since it is a murder case, can't we just find the murderer?"

The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads in surprise, staring at the speaker. The speaker was a middle-aged man sitting at the last seat on the left. He thought he had said something wrong, so he subconsciously shrank his neck and said, "If the wine was poisoned, that means the murderer is among us, right? Uh... I just said it casually, you don't have to take it seriously..."

Kaga Keito agreed: "You are right. There is no point in us arguing about it. Normally, we should find a way to find out the truth as soon as possible..."

"Who should we let investigate? Let you bunch of idiots investigate? Who will believe your lies?!" the young man shouted angrily.

Zuozhu Xuan leaned forward and whispered, "Young Master, I understand your feelings, but right now we should focus on the overall situation... You don't want to be branded as a patricide, do you? Some things are better to be clarified."

Now the young man had nothing to say. His eyes turned slightly red, he made a "tsk" sound and turned his head away.

Fushimi Shika frowned, and it looked like the fun would soon be over. He crossed his fingers, leaned forward, leaned on the small table, and said with a smile:

"How do you know for sure that the murderer poisoned the wine? Generally speaking, poisoning in front of the toasting person would be easily discovered, right? Wouldn't it be more reasonable to use a delayed poison? For example, poisoning Mr. Inagawa's food at noon or dinner, and only now did the poison take effect and he died... Don't rule out this possibility?" Kazama Takusai widened his one eye, his heart beating at nearly 180 miles per hour. He wondered what this guy was going to do? Was he here to help or to cause trouble?
Kaga Keito's expression did not change. He said, "That's right, so I suggest that Mr. Inagawa's body be sent to the Tokyo Metropolitan Medical Office for a professional forensic autopsy..."

"This is too much trouble," the bald man interrupted, "We need to get the result tonight. No one is allowed to leave this room until the murderer is found."

After saying that, he took the wine glass from Kaga Keito's hand and handed it to the kimono woman squatting beside him: "No need to do an autopsy."

Without any instructions, the woman in kimono took the wine glass, stuck out her pink tongue, and licked the remaining liquid carefully.

Takusai Kazama subconsciously wanted to stop him: "Wait, you--" But before he could finish his words, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at his forehead.

Everyone looked on coldly, the candlelight flickering uncomfortably.

As the light and shadow flickered, the face of the woman in kimono changed suddenly. Her originally delicate facial features became distorted and hideous because of pain.

Under the shadow of death, she could not remain calm and reached out for help in fear:

"help me……"

The bald man shot her in the forehead, her brain splattered, and her body fell limp on the ground, giving her a clean death. Everyone's face changed slightly, but no one said a word.

"Okay, now we can confirm that the poison was put in the wine," the bald man turned around, looked around, and asked, "Who will find the murderer next?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two groups began arguing again.

Takusai Kazama and Keito Kaga are professionals, but no one else trusts them; the young master and others are quite prestigious, but they know nothing about reasoning and investigation... Both sides stick to their own opinions and engage in a heated debate in an attempt to seize the "investigation rights" of this murder case.

"Gentlemen! Listen to me!" Satake Gen interrupted, "Instead of forming cliques, it is better to entrust full authority to one person! If you can trust him, I will nominate him!"

Without waiting for Kaga Keito to refute, Satake Gen continued: "Everyone who knows me knows that I have had a special talent since I was a child."

The middle-aged man agreed, "That's right, Mr. Satake has always had a good eye for talent! If it's someone he recommended, I have no objection!"

Of course, Kaga Keito and Kazama Takusai would never agree to this. As criminal police, how could they let others investigate the case? If they let the gangsters investigate, they would definitely be blamed!

But the Inagawa Society obviously didn't think so. They thought they had already taken a step back and yelled at Ma Po not to push his luck. Seeing that the two groups were about to quarrel again, Satake Gen walked straight through the crowd, walked up quickly, and knelt down in front of Fushimi Kaka.

"meet again."

Satake Gen adjusted his frameless glasses, and the two looked into each other's eyes, as if they were seeing through each other's nature through their pupils:
"I recommend this patrolman... Only he can find the real murderer and clear your name."

(End of this chapter)