Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 125 Chief Judge Fushimi Kaku
"I was in the hotel."

A soft male voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding like a gentle male classmate in school, or a senior with good academic performance.

The only discordant thing was the woman's panting. Kazama Takusai heard a woman asking, "Who is it?" Then the receiver went silent for a few seconds, probably because the other party covered the microphone.

"Your father is dead," Kazama Takusai asked, "Did you know?"

"Now I know...but this has nothing to do with me...Well, when did you return to Tokyo? Why didn't you contact me?" asked Kamei Youliang.

"Don't you care who killed him?" Takusai Kazama held the microphone tightly.

"It wasn't an accidental death? Then can I still get the insurance money? I won't be unable to get the compensation, right?" Kamei Youliang paused and lowered his voice: "Shh, I'm talking about business."

With a snap, Takusa Kazama slammed the microphone onto the landline, leaving cracks on the outer casing.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and called the patrol officer to bring the suspect back to the police station.

When he finished his work and went downstairs, Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako were still arguing. The former was caught slacking off, which made Minamoto Tamako very angry.

She has already gambled her future career and her dream of becoming a famous detective and police inspector, but Fushimi Shika didn't take it seriously at all. She was so angry that she wanted to go back and press the flusher on the toilet at home to let Fushimi Shika experience the feeling of having his life wasted!

"What is there to investigate? Several residents witnessed the couple arguing on the rooftop, and the wife pushed her husband off the stairs in a rage... We can basically close the case by extracting fingerprints from the deceased," Fushimi Kaka said confidently.

Previously, in order to argue, he confused impulsive killings and irregular killings, but the two actually have similarities and are quite common in Japanese society.

"The simple case is not an excuse for you to be perfunctory!" Yuan Yuzi would not let him get away with it. She quickly searched through her notes and asked Fushimi Shika to write down the confession. They followed the procedure step by step to file a case, conduct on-site inspection, investigate and collect evidence, arrest and interrogate, submit materials, and finally transfer the case for prosecution.

Fushimi Shika's patience was exhausted. He had always found Gen Tamako a bit annoying, and ever since their relationship seemed to have taken a step forward (he didn't admit it), Gen Tamako had become even more annoying... This guy was strict with himself and also with the people around him.

No wonder Kujo Yui said that Gen Tamako has a strong desire for control and possession. Is this guy a sadist in intimate relationships? How can Kawai stand her?

Before Fushimi Shika could perform the Evil Chant 2.0 version, Kazama Takusai intervened and made the final decision, saying that he would be in charge of the case and there was no need to let Fushimi Shika work on it.

"Look, I'll tell you..."

Fushimi Shika narrowed his eyes before he finished speaking. He slowly turned his head and saw Kazama Takusai holding a cigarette in his mouth with his brows furrowed as if they were tied into a knot. There was something very wrong.

——There is definitely something wrong here!
He is not proactive in doing good things, but is very enthusiastic in doing bad things. Fushimi Shika insisted on helping to bring the suspect back to the police station for interrogation, and Kazama Takusai couldn't stop him.

After the patrolman took the middle-aged woman downstairs, Fushimi Shika and Yuan Yuzi were slightly surprised. This woman was the dog-walking girl they met when they came back. When she was handcuffed to the police car, she was still mumbling in a low voice: "Marujiro, Marujiro, where have you been..."

When she learned that Marujiro was the dog she raised, Gen Tamako felt a little scared... Could it be that in her eyes, her husband's life was not as important as that of a pet dog?
Everyone took the police car back to the police station. Along the way, Kazama Takusai kept trying to persuade Fushimi Shika to go back. He said it was too late and it was inappropriate for Sakurako to stay up all night. Then he said he was in charge of the case and Fushimi Shika and Minako didn't need to help... Even Minako noticed something was wrong, and she couldn't help asking, "Does Kazama-senpai know the victim?"

"do not know."

Takusai Kazama was steering without looking away. The two of them sat in the back seat, their travel bags in the middle, and Sakurako Hira poked her head out. If you didn't look at the atmosphere, it looked like a three-generation family going out for a picnic.

"Then he probably knows the victim's family." Fushimi Shika said incisively.

Gen Yuzi was very curious, and after hearing this, she couldn't help but ask Senior Fengjian what was going on. The latter was silent for a moment, and had to confess: "His son used to be a classmate of my daughter."

Yuan Yuzi nodded and asked to get to the bottom of it: "Yeah, then what?"

"That's all, that's it." said Takusai Kazama.

"Eh——" Fushimi Shika stretched out her tone: "Childhood sweetheart?"

Yuan Yuzi looked at him sideways, wondering why Fushimi-kun was concerned about Chihime's emotional state again? Most people wouldn't think about it in this way, right? Aren't she and Fushimi Shika classmates? No one has ever misunderstood that they were childhood sweethearts!

"I don't know." said Takusa Kazama.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, the two did not ask any more questions. Not only Fushimi Shika wanted to find out what was going on, but Gen Tamako was also feeling uncomfortable. She was particularly curious about why Senior Kazama was so resistant to their involvement in this case. When everyone returned to the Koban, Gen Tamako learned that Kazama Takusai had actually tortured her to extract a confession! She was shocked, and her curiosity reached its peak... There must be some unspeakable secret!

The director was in a state of panic. He had heard some time ago that the Metropolitan Police Commissioner was coming to inspect, and he was very nervous and tidy up the police station to prepare for the visit. However, when he waited until midnight, he was scolded by the secretary of the Metropolitan Police Commissioner. The next day, he received another call, and the secretary hinted that he should suppress the newcomer who was promoted by the Metropolitan Police Commissioner... He was squeezed in the middle, and was neither a popular person nor a popular figure.

He had finally been able to take a break these past two days, but unexpectedly his subordinates got him into trouble again.

Mrs. Kamei banged the table and screamed in the interrogation room, crying and making a fuss, accusing Takuya Kazama of torture and forced confession. He felt overwhelmed just by the sound of the voice, so he told Takuya Kazama to clean up his own mess and sent Officer Sakai to supervise the interrogation... If Takuya Kazama was found guilty of torture and forced confession, the entire police station would be implicated.

According to regulations, at least two police officers are required to be present during the initial interrogation of a criminal suspect.

This is to ensure the fairness and legality of the interrogation process. Having multiple police officers present can supervise each other. It can also prevent criminal suspects from unreasonably accusing police officers of inappropriate behavior during the interrogation process... But generally speaking, everyone fights in groups behind closed doors, so it makes no difference whether this rule is there or not.

However, since the director had spoken, he naturally could no longer use the great memory disappearance technique. Kazama Takusai was at a loss for a moment... Thinking back, he was actually planning to interrogate Fushimi Shika in this way.

"Since it is not convenient for you to come forward, let me be the presiding judge." Fushimi Shika suggested.

Takusai Kazama wanted to refuse, but Officer Sakai agreed on his behalf. First-time trainees are used to take the blame. If they can't calm the suspect down, then the case will be pushed to Fushimi Shika. If something happens in the future, it won't be the fault of the official detectives of the police station.

In this way, Fushimi Shika became the chief judge, Minamoto Tamako was responsible for helping to take notes, Sakai was the assistant officer, and Kazama Takusai helped take care of the baby outside the one-way mirror.

Mrs. Kamei sat opposite the two of them. The incandescent overhead light was very cold, making her face look pale, with large shadows under her wrinkles, like a puppet on a stage.

She had cried until all her tears ran dry, and she growled hoarsely, "What do you mean? Are you planning to cover up for me? Do I still have human rights? I want to call a lawyer, I want to sue you!"

Gen Yuzi was so nervous that she couldn't say a word. This was her first formal interrogation, and she was completely overshadowed by the other party. Moreover, the police were in the wrong, and she didn't know how to defend Kazama-senpai. She even secretly wanted to hold Kazama-senpai responsible.

"Well, if what you reported is true, we will of course enforce the law impartially and will never shield any parasites who have infiltrated the police force!"

Fushimi Shika looked solemn, and he pointed at Kazama Takuya, then said: "But let's put things in perspective, let's talk about your situation first... Someone died, and someone should be held responsible for it."

Just two casual words easily dispelled Mrs. Kamei's anger and pointed out her current situation.

Kamei Riko fell silent, she lowered her head and said nothing.

This is not the end. Fushimi Shika continued: "Well, of course we know that you didn't mean it, Mrs. Kamei. A couple quarreled and something unexpected happened. Everyone can understand, right? But then again..."

He paused at this point and poured himself a cup of strong tea to refresh himself. Mrs. Kamei raised her head and stretched her neck to wait for his next words, but she saw him slowly spit out the tea dregs, put down the teacup and said:

"An eyewitness reported the situation to us, claiming that you shouted 'Go to hell' before pushing your husband off the roof. This is not manslaughter, but obviously impulsive killing. The punishments for the two are very different... Do you have any explanation for this?"

"I, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to scare him... I didn't intend to kill him at all at that time!" Mrs. Kamei defended herself.

"I'm afraid this explanation will be difficult to convince the judge."

Fushimi Shika shook her head repeatedly, with an expression that she felt sorry for her: "In order to let you understand the seriousness of this matter, let me help you popularize science. Generally speaking, impulsive killing usually falls into the category of intentional killing, and the statutory penalty for intentional killing is usually the death penalty, life imprisonment, or imprisonment of more than five years."

Mrs. Kamei's face changed drastically. Before she could speak, Fushimi Shika continued, "For negligent homicide, the penalty is generally between three and seven years in prison. For less serious cases, the penalty is up to three years in prison..."

Officer Sakai added at the right moment: "And you're also in dispute with the law enforcement officer. If your appeal for torture is rejected, it will be very disadvantageous to your future sentencing..."

Mrs. Kamei's expression became increasingly uneasy; it was obvious that she was persuaded.

"What are you talking about? Look at what you are talking about!"

Fushimi Shika slammed the table, and the tea fountain erupted. He said righteously, "We have already said one thing and one thing! How can we induce the suspect to withdraw the lawsuit? We must deal with the pests in the police force seriously, and not let any of them go! Mrs. Kamei, don't worry, our police station will definitely give you an explanation!"

Outside the one-way glass mirror, Takusai Kazama's expression was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

(End of this chapter)