Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 233 - 154 ’Affair’ Incident

Chapter 233: Chapter 154 ’Affair’ Incident

Fushimi Roku lay on the sofa watching TV for two hours, yawning three times, changing positions twelve times, grabbing a small plate of cakes from the fridge, and drinking water twice midway...

Minamoto Tamako was lying on the ground, curled up, her hair tuft swaying. After a while, her knees started to ache, and she staggered as she got up, both her legs numb.

She rolled up her pajama pants and saw her originally fair and tender knees had turned red.

Ugh, what am I doing?

How did I get so absorbed?

Minamoto Tamako finally snapped back to reality, hurriedly rummaging through her suitcase for her self-discipline assessment form, planning to take the test again, when suddenly Fushimi Roku’s shout came from outside the room:

"I’m heading out!"

Minamoto Tamako quickly opened the room door, leaned out, and asked, "Where are you going again?"

"To the police station to report in." Fushimi Roku said as he returned to his room to pack his things.

Minamoto Tamako didn’t believe it. The perpetually lazy Fushimi Roku voluntarily going back to work? This was rarer than pigs climbing trees! The police station hadn’t even urged him; why was Fushimi Roku suddenly thinking of going to report in?

"Then I’m going with you!" Minamoto Tamako hurriedly went back to her room to change clothes.

"No need, you hardly get a day off. Why come with me to the police station?" Fushimi Roku immediately refused.

But the more he said that, the more persistent Minamoto Tamako became, afraid he might go missing again suddenly, disappearing for a month or two, insisting on tagging along.

Fushimi Roku was very dissatisfied. He was changing shoes at the entrance with his shoulder bag on, casually saying: "Why do you keep clinging to me? Don’t you know you’re blocking my love life?"

Hearing this, Minamoto Tamako was shocked as if hit by lightning.

Could, could it be that Mr. Fu Jian is sneaking out to go on a date?

Come to think of it, everyone is an adult. She really didn’t have the right to discipline Mr. Fu Jian... They weren’t in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, just partners, does a partner need to report their outings to her?

Besides, to be fair, Mr. Fu Jian isn’t bad looking. It’s quite normal for girls to have a crush on him...

During her school days, Minamoto Tamako also encountered some handsome boys, all very arrogant and narcissistic, always tossing their hair when they spoke, yet girls from the same school couldn’t resist them, stuffing their desks and shoe lockers with love letters — with Mr. Fu Jian’s looks, even in her school days, he would be the type to receive love letters endlessly.

She then realized that Mr. Fu Jian seemed, maybe, possibly, probably, to be quite desirable?

No no, it’s impossible for anyone to tolerate his bad temper! What use is just good looks? The most important thing for a long-lasting relationship is the inside!

But then Minamoto Tamako thought, what if Mr. Fu Jian is secretly tricking those naive girls into bed? Although he’s never been to a brothel, Mama-chan said that men are controlled by their lower halves every once in a while, doing very irrational things...

No! She has to supervise Mr. Fu Jian!

Thinking of this, Minamoto Tamako dressed in red and white sportswear, tied her hair with a rubber band, and hastily changed shoes after Fushimi Roku left: "I’m going out too!"

"Take care." Taira Sakurako said.

Minamoto Tamako slammed the door shut, took the elevator downstairs, and peeked around the apartment entrance, just in time to see Fushimi Roku’s back as he headed toward West Sugamo, clearly in the opposite direction of the police station!

Minamoto Tamako felt a chill in her heart, sticking close to utility poles, standing signboards, newsstands, and other obstructions, cautiously tailing him.

Following for less than ten minutes, she blinked, and Fushimi Roku vanished among the crowd.

Where did he go?

Minamoto Tamako stood at the street corner, looking around blankly, subconsciously stopping passersby to ask if they had seen a man with a backpack, height between 177cm to 183cm. The passersby all shook their heads, saying they hadn’t seen anyone like that.

Strange.

Minamoto Tamako was anxious. What if Mr. Fu Jian was tricked by a bad woman into bed? As a patrol police officer, she’d encountered such honey traps before; Mr. Fu Jian might end up losing both his money and his life, or, in serious cases, even his kidneys!

She had a brainwave and quickly called Senior Watanabe, asking if he could help find Mr. Fu Jian.

The latter was loafing around drinking under the guise of an investigation, having let himself go after the boss left Tokyo. Upon receiving the call, Watanabe Shun’s first reaction was ’Has Fushimi Roku gone missing again’?

How can Minamoto Tamako not manage to hold onto a poor guy’s heart, being such a wealthy lady?

He probed subtly, figuring out the before and after, learning that Fushimi Roku was suspected of sneaking out for an affair, then immediately pushed aside the drinking session, patting his chest and saying this matter was on him!

Watanabe Shun had already planned that when they caught the adulterers in bed, he would be the first to jump out and give Fushimi Roku a good thrashing—definitely not because Fushimi Roku once reported him for drinking on duty to Kujo Yua; he simply couldn’t stand seeing pure and adorable juniors being wronged.

How could a man of honor betray a girl’s feelings? If Fushimi Roku really did such an outrageous thing, he deserved a beating!

Watanabe Shun felt it was the responsibility of a senior to handle such matters, so he rushed back to the police station to grab a police dog, intending to use it to find the person. Kinosaki Shoujin asked what he was up to, and Watanabe replied solemnly that he had discovered a major smuggling lead, slipping away without a backward glance.

Kinosaki Shoujin thought this was outrageous; just as the director had left the office, a smuggling gang appeared in his jurisdiction—this wasn’t just committing a crime, it was doing so blatantly? He quickly assembled a team to follow, insisting on helping, while also asking Watanabe Shun where the lead came from.

Watanabe Shun remained silent, only focusing on his drunk driving.

A large group hustled, meeting up with Minamoto Tamako in less than half an hour. Just as she was puzzled why her colleagues and superiors were there, Watanabe Shun explained in advance: "They’re all here to help find the person."

Minamoto Tamako finally understood, describing to everyone the general area where Fushimi Roku disappeared.

Kinosaki Shoujin wondered what mischief these two lovebirds were up to again, and whether Fushimi Roku had just left a cult only to join a smuggling team.

He was about to ask when Watanabe Shun wrapped an arm around his shoulders, claiming this matter was not to be questioned, as it was the private affair of high-status individuals.

Hearing the last sentence, Kinosaki Shoujin suddenly imagined a ten-thousand-word story of mansion intrigue, thinking perhaps Mr. Fu Jian had been submerged at Fujiwara Director’s order, while Chief Kujo was searching everywhere...

Anyway, since they were already here, Kinosaki Shoujin, out of old friendship, led his team to help search. The police dogs at the station weren’t freeloaders either, and using the scent from Fushimi Roku’s coat, they searched all the way and eventually found him in an izakaya.

The izakaya owner looked at Fushimi Roku’s photo and said he had seen the person, who was still in the private room now!

To avoid alerting the others, Watanabe Shun signaled for everyone to keep their voices down, and Minamoto Tamako put a finger to her lips, repeatedly whispering to hush.

Kinosaki Shoujin understood, and everyone tiptoed through the wooden corridor. Watanabe Shun moistened his index finger, poking holes in the sliding door. Minamoto Tamako and the others approached the holes, peering into the private room, and were immediately taken aback.

They saw Fushimi Roku sitting at the head seat of the private room, surrounded by a bunch of Aum Truth Sect ’remnants,’ all were recently exonerated believers.

What was he... doing?