Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 151 - 73: Ascending Transformation

Chapter 151: Chapter 73: Ascending Transformation

Actually, there’s a more sophisticated method; he doesn’t need to hire gangsters to impersonate the criminal police.

But the situation was sudden, and Fushimi Roku didn’t have much time. He needed to quickly stir up conflict and ignite the anger of the vast majority to proceed with the next step of his plan.

The radio keeps broadcasting reports as it receives the police’s internal radio line. A system alert pops up in front of Fushimi Roku, showing the number of instigators is constantly rising.

"Everyone, this is an emergency broadcast from the Police Department..."

Fushimi Roku heard the broadcast: the police criminal division and the riot squad are urgently mobilizing.

"Is it about to begin..."

...

By the time the criminal police from Search Division 1 arrived at West Sugamo, the situation was already out of control.

The Bosozoku convoy blocked the intersection. The Punk Gang held posters and protest signs that said things like ’Death Penalty’, ’Hand Over the Criminal’, ’Police Department Corruption’, etc. The delinquent youths joined in the revelry, throwing glass bottles at police cars and police boxes. Sugamo was on the brink of a large-scale riot.

The criminal police received strict orders that no one must escape. After calling for reinforcements, they pushed through the crowd, guns in hand, and charged into the apartment building.

The family of a young female victim and a dozen residents blocked the corridor, holding hammers and electric devices to force the door open. Search Division 1 attempted to disperse unrelated individuals, but the family naturally refused to budge. The criminal police fired warning shots to suppress the crowd, but to little effect, resulting in chaos.

At this moment, the door opened.

Kamei Yuusaku, clad in mourning clothes with red-rimmed eyes, held his father’s black-and-white portrait and shouted, "Enough, everyone stop this!"

Under the watch of the crowd, he tearfully denounced the unscrupulous press, claiming the news was all baseless fabrication.

The victim’s family tried to argue back, but Kamei Yuusaku knelt down with a thud, clutching the portrait, his voice filled with sorrow:

"I understand your feelings, I know what it’s like to lose a loved one! My father’s body is not yet cold, and my mother is still in prison waiting for me to find a way to reduce her sentence..."

"I was originally planning to propose to my girlfriend next month, but now..."

"I really didn’t do those things... Please, give me a chance to prove my innocence..."

...

These words were extremely moving; even the criminal police subconsciously lowered their guns. The crowd gradually fell silent, turning their eyes to the victim’s family.

The mother of the young female victim also began to cry. She helped Kamei Yuusaku up, saying that the eyes of someone in such pain don’t lie and that she believed his words came from the heart; Kamei Yuusaku raised his head with a choke, as if unable to express his gratitude verbally... The two unfortunate souls who lost their loved ones embraced each other, while the others placed their hands on them, offering support and sympathy.

If this were a Japanese drama, this scene would definitely be a climactic golden moment aired during prime time.

The criminal police from Search Division 1 handcuffed Kamei Yuusaku. He did not resist but seriously promised, "To clear my name, to console the spirits of the dead, and to deliver justice to everyone... I will definitely find the real perpetrator!!"

For a moment, the criminal police from Search Division almost thought they had arrested the wrong person.

"Suspect apprehended; repeat, suspect apprehended," the section chief said over the walkie-talkie, "We’re returning now; please dispatch the riot squad for reception!"

The officers pulled up their coats to shield Kamei Yuusaku’s face, taking him downstairs.

...

The riot squad opened fire with high-pressure water cannons to clear the streets. With the assistance of the patrol police and criminal police, they broke through the convoy and held back charging offenders with riot shields. A few tear gas canisters later, the gathered crowd scattered like startled birds and beasts.

"The street has been cleared..."

The commander reported the situation over the walkie-talkie, and the police set up a cordon around the riot scene to prevent unrelated personnel from entering.

Snow began to fall, mingling with the thick mist, gradually calming the loud and frenzied voices.

...

In the storage room, a heated Shogi match was underway on the table.

A threatening 角行 (bishop’s diagonal move) split the battlefield in two. The situation was at a standstill, with no immediate progress possible.

Fushimi Roku held a phone in his left hand; Kazama Tatsuya had called again. He toyed with the ’Rook’ piece in his right hand while listening to the radio report, seemingly indecisive.

Once the Rook penetrates the enemy’s territory, it can promote to "Dragon King".

Should he make this move...

...

On the other side, the criminal police from Search Division secured Kamei Yuusaku in the police car. Just then, the commander heard the rumbling of footsteps, marching in unison like a ceremonial guard.

Everyone turned to look. The thick mist hadn’t dissipated, and shadows gathered again at the end of the street. In the eerie silence, figures emerged from the fog, kicking up snow as they marched forward.

They uniformly wore black and white kendo attire with variously styled gas masks, with long swords sheathed at their waists. Leading them was a woman, her hair tied back, wearing a Hannya mask.

"Heavenly Punishment Group..."

Someone said over the radio, "They’re the Heavenly Punishment Group! Protect the suspect!"

The next moment, the radio communication became chaotic. Fushimi Roku looked surprised and placed the captured enemy piece on his board.

Click.

The 角行 (bishop) upgrades, and the Rook advances.

...

A high-pressure water jet pierced through the mist. Members of the Heavenly Punishment Group scattered, darting through alleys, storefronts, and other complex terrains to close the distance. The police fired warning shots, but to no avail; they were even intimidated by the force of their opponents, instinctively retreating.

In less than thirty seconds, members of the Heavenly Punishment Group crashed into the police’s main formation, using their unsheathed long swords to strike officers. The criminal police, likewise, did not use live ammunition but attempted to subdue their opponents with batons and handcuffs, turning Sugamo Street into a large melee ground.

Both sides maintained a certain level of restraint.

Before the criminal police from Search Division could get in the car, the driver of the vehicle holding the suspect floored the gas pedal, drifting through the crossing. The criminal police from Search Division looked at each other, asking who was driving, but no one responded. Only then did they realize that the suspect might have been intercepted by someone.

"Hello? Can you hear me? Officer 8357! Identify yourself immediately! Repeat, officer 8357..."

Kazama Tatsuya, feeling irritable, casually turned off the car’s intercom. Kamei Yuusaku sat in the back, observing him through the rearview mirror behind the iron grille.

The car jolted, making both of them sway slightly, yet neither spoke a word.

Four or five minutes later, a fork in the road appeared at the end of the street.

To the left stood a sign for the road out of town, leading toward the suburbs; to the right was the route back to the police department, less direct but rarely congested.

Perhaps due to the riot, the street was silent, not a soul in sight, with only the wind and snow howling.

Kazama Tatsuya slammed on the brakes, causing both to lurch forward before settling back into their seats.

He drew his police gun, loaded it, and got out to open the door, ordering:

"Get out of the car."

No sooner had he spoken than Kamei Yuusaku’s phone rang. Kazama Tatsuya grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out. The latter knelt on the ground, letting Kazama Tatsuya take the phone from his pocket.

"Aren’t you going to answer?" Kamei Yuusaku asked.

"Who’s calling?" Kazama Tatsuya looked down, noting the number was unmarked.

"Might be Chihime; she probably saw the report too," Kamei Yuusaku’s tone was full of enticing subtext, "I’d like to say goodbye... You might have something you’d like to say to her too?"

Kazama Tatsuya stood silent for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"