Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner-Chapter 791 - 481: We Were Wrong

All the elite detectives in the Special Investigation Department were trapped in a blind spot. They had assumed the murderer was a government official or a wealthy individual with deep ties to government officials, based on the characteristics of the victims.

However, it was highly likely that the killer did not know the victim and was not a government official either.

When committing the murder, the killer’s preference might not have been ’disgraced officials’ but rather a list — a list of officials who had been to Cat Island.

Coincidentally, Horie Kei was one of the victims from Cat Island.

Moreover, Horie Kei’s mother was once a member of the Cat Island cult, and his sister also suffered from it. After the Aum Truth Sect was destroyed, Horie Junko’s whereabouts were also unknown.

Recently, he was granted probation, and coincidentally, there were consecutive murder cases. How could there be such coincidences in this world?

The above were Fushimi Roku’s subjective speculations without any logical basis. He enjoyed guessing; if the range was too broad, he’d write notes and draw lots.

But Minamoto Tamako was different; she was better at deduction. This time, she noticed details Fushimi Roku did not, like why would the killer write "divine retribution" or why kill Mizutani Rika, why couldn’t they find a suspect in the social circle...

Fushimi Roku didn’t ask, and Minamoto Tamako couldn’t help but want to say it. A detective not stating the deduction process is like wearing fine clothing at night; it can be frustrating.

"The meeting’s about to start, don’t you want to ask why I want to find Horie Kei?" Minamoto Tamako tapped the passenger side as if she were playing drums.

"I don’t want to ask." Fushimi Roku focused on driving.

"Why not? Aren’t you curious about what’s so urgent?" Minamoto Tamako was itching to speak but didn’t want to do it proactively; she must have Fushimi Roku ask her.

If she spoke on her own, it would be like performing a one-man show, which would be no fun!

No wonder every drama and novel needs a stupid assistant; Minamoto Tamako thought they were just there to highlight the detective’s cleverness but didn’t realize their importance in prompting responses.

"Because you deduced that Horie Kei is a suspect, so you’re skipping the meeting and looking for him right away." Fushimi Roku said casually.

"Correct!" Minamoto Tamako encouraged, "Aren’t you curious how I deduced it?"

"Not at all." Fushimi Roku turned the wheel.

He was driving, so Minamoto Tamako couldn’t grab his arm, only wiggle slightly in the passenger seat like a fidgety child: "How can you not be curious? You must be! Didn’t you see? I even got a nosebleed! I deduced something incredible!"

"Do you have any evidence?" Fushimi Roku asked casually.

Minamoto Tamako was delighted, assuming that Fushimi Roku had asked, she said proactively, "I don’t have physical evidence yet, but I have a logical chain..."

Fushimi Roku immediately interrupted, "Then it’s not important. As long as we know Horie Kei is a suspect, that’s enough."

"How is this not important? Without sufficient reason, how can we persuade a judge to issue an arrest warrant?" Minamoto Tamako was not satisfied.

Fushimi Roku said, "It’s fine, catch him first, and supplement the emergency arrest procedures later. Instead of chit-chatting about trivial stuff, why not ask where I’m driving?"

Minamoto Tamako was stunned, only then realizing that she didn’t know Horie Kei’s address or workplace. She shouted it out, and Fushimi Roku immediately turned the wheel.

"Aren’t we going to Horie Kei’s house?" Minamoto Tamako had a bad feeling: "Do you know where Horie Kei lives?"

"I don’t." Fushimi Roku replied honestly.

"Then you...?" Minamoto Tamako rolled down the window, looking out and found the route Fushimi Roku was taking familiar.

"We’re going to the jail," Fushimi Roku said, "He’s on probation, managed by a probation officer. A home address is mandatory, all personal information should be there. Instead of searching everywhere, we can directly ask the officer."

Minamoto Tamako realized and calmed down. She called Chief Murata, explained the situation, intending to share her deduction process during the call for Fushimi Roku to hear.

Her plan failed again. Chief Murata An, after hearing the reason, said decisively, "You go investigate first, then check the meeting records with the clerk when you return... Remember to submit Mizutani Rika’s investigation report to me."

"Well..." Minamoto Tamako wanted Chief Murata to ask her how she deduced it.

"What is it?" Murata An asked.

She wasn’t concerned about how her subordinates tracked down the suspects, as long as they caught them and had evidence.

"Nothing," Minamoto Tamako was a bit frustrated, "We’ll verify as soon as possible."

"Okay." Murata An hung up the phone.

Minamoto Tamako pouted, staying silent out of spite. She secretly vowed not to speak unless someone asked.

However, even after Fushimi Roku found the officer, got Horie Kei’s full information, captured him at his workplace, and brought him back for interrogation, no one asked her:

’How did you deduce it?’

Only Chief Kikuchi asked casually, "Why did you arrest him?" And Fushimi Roku said casually, "The guy has a record and is a suspect." Then Chief Kikuchi just said ’Oh’ and didn’t care further.

Minamoto Tamako, though experienced in cases, still felt that the way Japanese criminal police arrested people was too hasty. But it was a critical time; with gang members often provoking police on the streets, if the arrest procedures were not relaxed, the police couldn’t enforce the law properly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Horie Kei was calm all along, even when captured. He asked Fushimi Roku to wait two minutes, organized the shelves, then extended his hands, letting Fushimi Roku put on the handcuffs.