Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 198 - 119 Are You in Love?

Chapter 198: Chapter 119 Are You in Love?

Minamoto Tamako was at home alone, feeling desolate and heartbroken, and Fushimi Roku knew very well that this was the effect he wanted.

This little one is very stubborn, if you use a normal tone to tell her to get some sleep, she’ll definitely suspect Mr. Fushimi of secretly slacking off, secretly think about how to surpass Mr. Fushimi, and most likely sneak out for a private investigation, all while imagining Mr. Fushimi looking shocked and kneeling in admiration...

Fushimi Roku had Minamoto Tamako figured out completely, always keeping the "Yuan Yuzi User Manual" in mind. He could already skillfully control Minamoto Tamako—getting her upset was no big deal; just buy some high-end desserts later to cheer her up.

Fushimi Roku didn’t realize the seriousness of the situation at all. He whistled as he took out his phone and wallet, drew Ishii Takamasa and Sazaki Gen’s business cards, and selected one like a chicken pecking rice, dialing the number on it.

"Moses?" Sazaki Gen’s weary voice came through.

"There’s a case that needs your cooperation in the investigation," Fushimi Roku said officially, at least leaving no loophole in words: "Where are you now?"

Sazaki Gen didn’t feel like beating around the bush with Fushimi Roku. He asked for the location clearly and directly sent his brother to pick him up.

As the saying goes, don’t talk about serious matters at big meetings, it’s the small meetings that decide life and death. When gangs talk business, they like to meet at bathhouses. But Fushimi Roku still had his cast on, so it was obviously not suitable. Thus, Sazaki Gen found a temple, rented a meditation room, and had three subordinates guard the door while he privately discussed with Fushimi Roku one-on-one.

The two sat in wheelchairs, separated by a wooden table, with a Buddha statue on the altar, and sandalwood incense curling up indoors. Sazaki Gen personally made tea, and laughed, "How did you end up like this?"

These were Fushimi Roku’s original words from their last meeting, filled with sarcasm. He himself also sat in a wheelchair, and saying this without mockery was like only black people can use the word "nigga."

Fushimi Roku sipped his tea shamelessly, "Isn’t it all for world peace? The Police Department really ought to award me a Peace Medal. I’ve contributed so much for the stability of Sugamo’s security, nearly ended up disabled, and yet there’s no extra allowance."

That comment was setting the tone.

Upon hearing this, Sazaki Gen asked bluntly what advice he had, and Fushimi Roku didn’t hide it either, explaining the matter of the videotape and inquiring if the Inakawa Association had found Zhao Chunshu’s whereabouts.

"Still worrying about it," Sazaki Gen scratched his forehead, "According to this, there’s someone behind the Heavenly Punishment Group?"

"Shouldn’t the focus be on the life-or-death of your own cadre?" Fushimi Roku asked.

"You want us to help find someone?" Sazaki Gen countered.

"How did it become helping me?" Fushimi Roku spat out a tea leaf, "Isn’t he a cadre of the Inakawa Association?"

"Each matter is its own issue; otherwise, why would you sit here and have tea with me?" Sazaki Gen pushed his glasses up.

"Just inquiring about some news."

"News isn’t free either."

"No way, you’re so inconsiderate?"

"I’ve already repaid your favor. Things I shouldn’t say, I won’t say a word; Kaga Keido still thinks you’re innocent."

"I am innocent, you must talk with evidence."

"Let’s not discuss how Nagashima Takeshi died for the moment," Sazaki Gen tapped the table, making a resounding clack, "But of Ashu’s clients, which one is innocent?"

"It’s actually a misunderstanding," Fushimi Roku had prepared his argument before coming: "I hired two guys to pose as criminal police to help maintain order... The Police Department was short-staffed, so I borrowed two people from the gang; what’s the problem? And I paid with my own money!"

"Then why are you panicking?" Sazaki Gen didn’t buy it.

"Am I panicking?"

"Okay, let me correct my wording; why did you come to me then? The letter sender specifically said they were looking for the ’Heaven’s Punishment Founder,’ what does that have to do with you?" Sazaki Gen asked.

"There’s an old saying in China, called ’Yellow mud stuck to the pants—it’s shit, whether it is or isn’t.’"

Fushimi Roku paused, helping to clarify the logic for him: "See, I asked Lao Zhao for help, hired some guys to pretend to be criminal police to maintain order, which somehow led to a riot—then Lao Zhao got caught, confessed that the Sugamo riot was all my design... isn’t that nonsense? What does this have to do with me? Just because I hired a few guys? The injustice couldn’t be graver!"

"The Sugamo riot has nothing to do with you?" Sazaki Gen flicked at some incense ash.

"Not a single thing." Fushimi Roku resolutely stated.

"The massacre case also has nothing to do with you?" Sazaki Gen covered the incense burner again.

"I just said, I’ve been tirelessly working for Sugamo’s security, how could I do such a thing?" Fushimi Roku said.

"I thought you didn’t care about that." Sazaki Gen said, "If you’re innocent, why waste words?"

"You also should know, sometimes we just can’t help ourselves." Fushimi Roku finally finished that cup of tea.

Sazaki Gen refilled his tea, and sized him up, "Since when?"

"What when?" Fushimi Roku felt he was being ridiculous.

"Have you fallen in love or made friends?" Sazaki Gen said sharply, "Why suddenly care about reputation?"

There was no way to answer this, Fushimi Roku dodged: "I am still a civil servant, how could I not care about my reputation? The point is how to solve this matter... You want to find someone, I want to silence the talk; we have the same goal, only through cooperation can we both win."

"Since you say cooperate, then what can you do?" Sazaki Gen brewed a new pot of tea and asked: "You can’t expect us to find someone and you reap the benefits?"

"What do you want then?" Fushimi Roku asked straightforwardly.

Sazaki Gen didn’t answer, but countered: "How do you plan on silencing?"

"I haven’t really thought about it yet, it depends on the nature of the letter sender." Fushimi Roku evaded the question.

"Whatever you want, I’m just giving you a reminder, don’t make things bigger," Sazaki Gen picked up his teacup, covering his lips, "I want you to help kill someone."

"Kaga Keido?" Fushimi Roku leaned back, "I’m not doing it."

"What do you take me for?" Sazaki Gen sipped his tea, "That guy is a ruthless villain, if he really stood trial, he deserves to be executed a hundred times... Killing such a person shouldn’t be a burden for you, right?"

"You also take me as some kind of peculiar person?"

Fushimi Roku paused: "But on the other hand, I have always been vindictive, if that guy is really that bad, as a criminal police officer, I must ensure he receives proper punishment... For example, bringing him to court to let the judge sentence him to death."

Upon hearing this, Sazaki Gen considered the deal done. He set down his empty teacup, finally spilling the truth: "Ashu probably hasn’t confessed yet."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn’t you say the names on the videotape were muted?" Sazaki Gen said, "The names he confessed to might not be yours."

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