Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 156 - 78: Not Knowing When One Is Fortunate

Chapter 156: Chapter 78: Not Knowing When One Is Fortunate

"Congratulations on completing the single attribute upgrade task."

"Intelligence Attribute: A→S"

"Follow-up task triggered..."

From the start, Fushimi Roku planned this all along. To get a hundred people to achieve the perfect crime simultaneously, the best method was to hold a "witch hunt"... as long as the participants could slip away unnoticed, it could be considered a perfect crime.

Instead of improving the quality of individual crimes, why not simply lower the crime threshold.

Since it was a temporary plan, the number of participants in the riot wasn’t as many as he had imagined, so naturally fewer slipped through the net... A thousand rioters, only a hundred pardoned, this ratio is a bit exaggerated, he didn’t know what standard the system used to judge.

At this point, Fushimi Roku closed the system page with a thought.

There was no joy of a fruitful harvest, only the pain of near exhaustion.

After leaving the Yin Style Dojo, they went non-stop to report and conduct the next apprehension work. The Police Department began a full-scale investigation, collecting evidence to identify the riot organizers, participants, and the reasons behind it... He was working two jobs, both investigating and helping cover traces by destroying evidence.

Working until two or three in the morning, barely able to rest, just as he stepped out of the police station, he was taken away by gang members.

Zhao Chunshu specifically sought him out for an explanation. When ordering the ’special service’ previously, Fushimi Roku had not mentioned that it would cause such a big mess.

Now Kujo Yua was directing the mobile squad to arrest people everywhere, pressing the Inakawa Association’s branch against the ground for friction, dozens of his brothers were caught, and criminal police were offering bounties on people impersonating criminal police all over the place... If this keeps up, he might also get caught.

Fushimi Roku, with a rogue attitude, spread his hands, saying he was broke and only had his life to give, and if Zhao Chunshu ratted him out, they would all be doomed together.

Someone else might just be bluffing saying this, but when Fushimi Roku said it, it was like shouting Allahu Akbar while strapped with explosives.

Zhao Chunshu really didn’t know what to do with him, couldn’t help but complain, "You’ve already hooked up with his daughter, can’t you live a peaceful life? I think Lady Yu Zi isn’t bad looking at all, why not just settle down with her instead of messing around on the streets? What are you really after?"

"Brother, some things aren’t as simple as you think. Just like mixing in the underworld seems glamorous on the surface, but the hardships are known only to oneself..."

"No, I’ve been quite happy... before I met you."

"Is that the point? Do you think a Police Chief’s daughter is easy to please? Naive!"

Fushimi Roku let out a cold snort, accusing Lady Yu Zi with a face of grief as if she wasn’t human.

In daily life, Lady Yu Zi often forced him to do things against human nature (diligent work); whenever he slacked off, Lady Yu Zi would torture him (a fierce attack on the kidney reflex zone); from time to time, Lady Yu Zi would demean and suppress him personally, making him cry out in tears (Evil Chant)... In short, he lived in an unending hell, and the pain was unimaginable for someone like Zhao Chunshu.

After hearing this, the latter’s mind began to outline a dark version of Minamoto Tamako: she looked young and cute but dressed in black leather, holding a whip, looking down like a female ghost, whipping Fushimi Roku constantly with contempt but secretly pleased, constantly insulting him, saying: ’Trash, trash~ is this the extent? Truly a grown-up waste’...

This guy really didn’t know how good he had it!

Fushimi Roku didn’t know what this guy was fantasizing about, after venting his grievances, he planned to slip away. Held down by two tough guys on the left and right, Zhao Chunshu gestured for him to stay calm, and in a negotiating tone, asked Fushimi Roku if he could offer any compensation... It wasn’t about the money, just wanted Fushimi Roku to owe him a favor.

Fushimi Roku especially disliked owing favors, shaking his head repeatedly in refusal. He had paid real money to hire the people, Zhao Chunshu claimed they were professionals, now something went wrong, and he wanted to drag him down? Not a chance!

But the more Fushimi Roku refused, the more Zhao Chunshu wanted to extract something from him.

The two wrestled back and forth, Fushimi Roku felt it couldn’t go on like this, so he came up with a lousy idea, suggesting that Zhao Chunshu push all the blame onto the Heavenly Punishment Group.

"By the way, what’s the Heavenly Punishment Group?" Zhao Chunshu asked.

"You’re asking me?" Fushimi Roku pointed to his nose.

"Who else? Wasn’t it your doing?"

"Do I look like that kind of person? Believe it or not, I’ll sue you for slander?"

Fushimi Roku got a bit annoyed as he spoke, he was already tired from a day’s work, finally able to rest, and was dragged here for arguing, sitting and talking to them was already quite patient: "Those people aren’t like you guys, they probably have a stable job most of the time, look glamorous on the surface, but are actually isolated potential angry youths... once the mask is off, who knows who they are."

"Hurting others, not benefiting yourself, isn’t this madness?" Zhao Chunshu didn’t understand.

Recently, business has been increasingly difficult, first with the Violence Group Countermeasures Law coming into effect, then internal black-on-black conflicts within the association, and now some abnormal people popping up in Sugamo... The social situation is volatile, even in the underworld, one has to find ways to maintain order!

"If they enjoy it, love playing as masked heroes fighting crime, is that any of your business? This sort of organization that’s unwelcomed by both sides won’t last long, just push the blame on them, if you need anything, call my prepaid mobile... that’s it, bye, I’m going home to sleep."

Fushimi Roku finished speaking, got up and left, regardless of what they thought.

The underworld revolves around trust, snitching to the police is the biggest taboo, not to mention leaking customer information, anyone who does it is doomed.

If it were an ordinary client, it would be fine, sneaking around doing some backdoor deals with the Police Department was standard practice.

But the issue is, Fushimi Roku is now the prospective son-in-law of Kujo Yua, this mess might just be a lover’s spat with the mother-in-law.

Where do outsiders get a say in family affairs of the wealthy?

Today you send people over, tomorrow they come back, and both sides turn around to slap the snitch, only an idiot would do such a thankless task.

If you can’t afford to provoke, can’t you just avoid? Zhao Chunshu decided not to get involved. Tomorrow he’ll buy a ticket back to Hokkaido, just consider it a little vacation for himself.

Tokyo is too complicated, dealing with the police is much more straightforward.

...

Master Lu came back to the apartment after a busy day and found a female assistant waiting at his door, who even bought a sleeping bag, lying in the corridor sleeping, looking like a desperate editor urging for a draft.

After inquiring, Fushimi Roku learned what was happening. No wonder he hadn’t seen Minamoto Tamako all day, she had been forced to rest.

Fushimi Roku just felt unbalanced at the thought, why was he working himself to death outside while Minamoto Tamako enjoyed herself at home? All these troubles were ultimately because Minamoto Tamako was too ambitious! If everyone just took it easy, wouldn’t the world be at peace?

He hadn’t tidied up yet, didn’t even have time to slack, he could only push the door open with a sullen face and go home.

As Fushimi Roku entered, he saw the living room lights were still on, two pieces of dessert were on the table, one with a small bite taken out of it. Minamoto Tamako was asleep on the sofa, still holding a pink phone, she must have been waiting for him to come home.

Seeing this, Fushimi Roku inexplicably calmed down.