Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 250 - 171 Fujiwara Section Chief

Chapter 250: Chapter 171 Fujiwara Section Chief

The highest peak in Chiyoda is Arashiyama, and the tram station only reaches the mountainside, the rest of the way they have to walk.

In Fushimi Roku’s view, this place is more of a mound than a mountain, the slope is very gentle, but the forest area is large. In a few years, when Japan’s economy recovers, they will develop real estate vigorously, and these forests will be cut down in large swathes.

At this time, it’s early spring, the weather is nice, Fushimi Roku walks by the side of the road, feeling like he’s on a field trip.

The cherry blossom front has passed, they didn’t catch the Spring Festival, and they even missed the New Year’s visit. The whole year has been hectic, and it feels like they haven’t relaxed much.

Thinking of this, Fushimi Roku put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath of the fresh forest air, planning to embrace nature...

Beep beep beep!!

Suddenly, there was a sharp honking from behind, Fushimi Roku stepped back, and a Nissan Cedric (Duke) sped past, the choking smell of tail gas hit him, and faint cursing was heard from the car window, getting further away.

"Idiot! Get out of my way if you want to die! Can’t see where you’re going!"

Minamoto Tamako was startled. Even though she’s not a traffic cop, she could see that the car was clearly speeding. And Fushimi Roku was walking on the right lane, while vehicles in Japan drive on the left, this guy was clearly driving in the wrong direction!

However, Mr. Fushimi was also at fault because he was also walking in the wrong lane...

Minamoto Tamako quickly waved to Fushimi Roku, signaling him to come over across the street. His good mood was completely ruined, he walked over with a sullen face and asked, "Is anyone else visiting Nakako today?"

Yazaki Momo pretended to admire the scenery the moment she heard the honking, to avoid being seen walking up the mountain. She was good at identifying cars and people, and she recognized the license plate, casually explaining, "It’s probably Fujiwara Section Chief."

"Who?" asked Minamoto Tamako.

"He is the Section Chief of Criminal Police at the precinct handling the investigation of this case... Supposedly here for follow-up investigation, right?"

Yazaki Momo paused, bent down, and whispered in gossiping tone, "Plus, he’s the youngest section chief in the Police Department! I heard he’s 24 years old this year, handsome looking, lots of girls chase after him!"

"Eh? So young?"

Minamoto Tamako turned back to look at Fushimi Roku and said, "We should learn more from him, we’re also 24, yet he’s able to become a section chief, he must have some remarkable qualities. Maybe if we learn his secrets to success, we could become famous police chiefs soon!"

"Learn what? Learn how to speed? Learn how to drive the wrong way?" Fushimi Roku replied irritably, "You don’t even see what car he’s driving, did he become a section chief through ability? Maybe his elementary school essays were all about ’My father, the Police Chief’..."

Minamoto Tamako felt that Fushimi Roku was being salty, but the car owner was indeed at fault first, making it difficult for her to judge. However, she felt that the promotion path in the Japan Metropolitan Police Department was fair, and could not help but retort, "What’s wrong with being a Police Chief? Can the Police Chief make his son a section chief? How can that be possible!"

Fushimi Roku was about to argue back, but suddenly remembered her mom was a Police Chief, and she’s just a trainee criminal police, realizing the disparity between people.

"Fujiwara Section Chief’s father is the Director of Police." Yazaki Momo revealed with a smile.

"Director? Which Director? Art Director of a company?" Minamoto Tamako didn’t react for a moment.

"How many Directors are in the Police Department? The Director of Police!"

After hearing this, Fushimi Roku’s mood was even worse, some are born in Rome, travel in luxury cars, while he worries about money, miserably climbing mountain roads, even pretending to be a Spirit Medium Detective like a clown.

Tsk.

Overall, very displeased.

Minamoto Tamako was greatly shocked to learn that the opponent’s father was her mother’s boss, the first thought popped into her mind was ’like father, like son’, elite education truly lives up to its reputation.

Then she thought again, her mother is also an elite, as Kujo Yua’s only daughter, she mustn’t lose her mother’s face!

Thinking of this, Minamoto Tamako’s cowlick perked up, and she shook off the messy supernatural legends in her mind, coldly pushed up her slipping sunglasses, and flicked the hem of her trench coat and said, "Nice, this kind of person deserves to be my opponent!"

Fushimi Roku couldn’t be bothered to argue, he turned to ask Yazaki Momo, "Wasn’t it said the precinct wasn’t convenient to show up?"

"Fujiwara Section Chief always acts like this, he’s always quite..." Yazaki Momo racked her brain to find a word that’s not derogatory: "quite unrestrained."

"Oh! So, he’s here to make trouble?" Fushimi Roku said.

Yazaki Momo smiled politely and didn’t pick up on the remark, but subtly pointed out, "If even Fujiwara Section Chief can undermine Oogami Nui, then it shows that the number one Spirit Medium in Japan is just so-so."

"Seems you rate Oogami Spirit Medium highly." Fushimi Roku said while walking.

"Of course, I am a professional news reporter, before writing a report, I must conduct thorough research... Oogami Spirit Medium once secretly presided over several Spirit Summoning Ceremonies, which created a sensation among elite circles, causing her worth to skyrocket."

Yazaki Momo casually revealed a big scoop, "Otherwise, how do you think she managed to loan two trillion yen?"

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Roku’s face turned serious, and he said solemnly, "Money is but dirt, Oogami Spirit Medium and I are both outsiders of the world, should renounce material greed, and maintain frugality... cough cough, I already sense the presence of heretical paths."

Minamoto Tamako felt this was too amateurish and embarrassing. Even if Mr. Fushimi had a superpower, he never used to talk like this!

"We’re almost there, act normal," she seriously reminded, "Talking about money being dirt, weren’t you always haggling over partnership fees? Was that time possessed by ghosts?"

"I already said, hiding within the city, does living in the city cost nothing? This money is different from that money, I told you but you can’t understand." Fushimi Roku displayed disdain, looking smug.

Minamoto Tamako wanted to refute, Yazaki Momo suddenly raised her hand pointing into the dense mountain forest.

"We’re here."

Fushimi Roku looked up and realized that the road he was walking on was built for this villa — the road ended at the side yard of the villa, with a huge parking lot inside, only a Duke was parked.

Minamoto Tamako came the day before yesterday, familiar with the road, she bypassed the parking lot, surrounded the front yard with a circle of cedar board fences, the three stood before the gate, Yazaki Momo knocked on the door, moments later, a maid responded.

It was Ono Ken opening the door, she looked surprised, welcomed the three in, and led them across the garden, exchanging light pleasantries.

The architectural style of Wulin Temple is typical Japanese courtyard, with a corridor in front of the door, wind chimes hung on the eaves, not far away there are rockery and pond, with a deep intent, pleasing to the eye.

Ono Ken used a wooden stand to pick out pre-prepared geta, inviting guests to change shoes. The three stood on the porch, bending down to remove shoes, when familiar cursing suddenly came from behind the sliding door.

"How long must I wait? Even if she’s a princess, she can’t treat guests like this lightly!"