Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner-Chapter 803 - 487: One Wave After Another

Minamoto Tamako woke up from sleep and was called to the police station to give a statement.

She detailed the complex reasoning process, and the recorder jotted down notes rapidly. Tsuchida Masahiro promised to record in the case report that it was Officer Yuan who first discovered the breakthrough and identified the suspect, with Abe Rokuro merely executing the plan, although he put in much effort.

However, Fujihara Councilor had already hinted that Abe Rokuro’s efforts would surely be sufficient for a promotion, confirming that it was a sure thing for him to become a full-fledged criminal police officer.

Minamoto Tamako found the words a bit odd, but she didn’t delve into it. Such an ending could be described as "All’s Well That Ends Well." Not only did it help the juniors achieve their dreams, but she also received some credit, which was indeed worth congratulating.

However, in this "All’s Well That Ends Well" ending, there was a minor flaw.

That was Horie Kei’s refusal to confess.

In a case with such abundant evidence and witness testimony, whether the criminal confesses is no longer significant. At most, the trial process would be more complicated and the judge might impose a harsher penalty.

In Japan, which is advocating for the abolition of the death penalty, a serial killer like this would most likely get a life sentence as the death penalty would not apply.

But Horie Kei was different, having killed political figures, including officials, and a Yamaguchi Group member, he had offended both the legal and underworld, making death inevitable.

The evidence for the other two cases was insufficient, but the Special Investigation Department had their own tactics.

They extracted Horie Kei’s fingerprints and hair and used the "creating something out of nothing" trick to ’find’ several key pieces of evidence strong enough for conviction at previous crime scenes, stringing the three serial cases together, making the case report flawless and invulnerable, so that even the most professional top-tier lawyer couldn’t find a flaw to overturn the case.

The next step would be closing the case, sending it to the prosecutor, waiting for higher-ups to approve, and in a few days, the credit and rewards would follow.

The following day, which was the third day after the criminal was captured, everyone in the Special Investigation Department gathered in the office. They packed up their belongings in advance to avoid being in a rush when the team leader announced disbandment on the spot.

Fushimi Roku and Minamoto Tamako were no exceptions.

The former needed to get signatures for the offsite and sick leaves he took, update and file records, at least completing the procedures for leadership to stamp.

The latter had to organize documents and dossiers; previously she mainly handled the archive data, working in logistics, and no one expected her to contribute significantly after being placed in the investigation department.

"Where’s the celebration banquet tonight?"

"The team leader hasn’t said, probably Afu Izakaya again..."

Everyone chatted idly, as the upcoming short three-to-five-day break would allow them to rest and deal with personal matters.

Some planned to spend quality time with their family, some intended to travel and relax. As everyone discussed their holiday plans, Minamoto Tamako heard everything clearly as she packed, contemplating if she should take a break too. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Hmm, she was only halfway through "Shinjuku Shark," and she really wanted to know the ending. Perhaps she should find time to finish it later...

Oh right, winter was approaching soon, and she still needed to buy new winter clothes. Two pieces for herself, three for Sakurako, since Mr. Deer didn’t go out much, one should suffice...

Speaking of which, the year had passed by so quickly, and it was already 1993 in the blink of an eye...

As Minamoto Tamako was lost in thought, Kawada Saeko and Kamisaki Ayaka approached to congratulate her:

"Congratulations, you’ve solved another big case."

"The future of female police officers depends on you now!"

Minamoto Tamako was both happy and bashful, waving her hands modestly, saying it was just what she ought to do.

If it were any other office, someone might have made a snarky remark. But there, since it was the police station, in the end, everyone spoke by ability, and whoever could solve the case earned respect. Colleagues from the Special Investigation Department came over to congratulate her, saying ’Omedetou,’ nodding, and smiling in acknowledgment.

Ultimately, solving the case meant they could also share in the credit.

Minamoto Tamako neither stole credit nor vied with anyone for accolades. It was her who identified the suspect, and she reported it truthfully in meetings. Even if no one paid attention to her, she insisted on going out on fieldwork, staking out the suspect. This ability and determination had nothing to do with gender and deserved respect.

Minamoto Tamako couldn’t contain her joy. She previously held onto a motivation to make the elites from the Special Investigation Department look at her anew, wanting to prove herself deep down.

Now she had done it, as everyone was praising her. For a moment, she felt a bit elated, only waving her hands saying, ’not at all, not at all’...

Say a bit more! Praise a bit more!

Minamoto Tamako grinned, her eyes curved into crescents, lacking the composure typical of a criminal police officer.

Just as she was savoring her moment of glory, Tsuchida Masahiro burst in briskly. The Special Investigation Department quickly stood at attention to greet the commander.

A clerk approached to quietly ask where the celebration banquet would be held.

Tsuchida Masahiro glanced at her, clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention, and loudly announced, "Stop packing, the case isn’t over yet, there are new instructions from above."

Minamoto Tamako was taken aback, wondering what this meant as the suspect was already in custody?

She hadn’t participated in the follow-up interrogation and investigation work, and the archival records hadn’t been sorted yet, so she was unsure what Tsuchida Masahiro’s words meant.

"What happened?" Kamisaki Ayaka came over to ask.

"I don’t know either..." Minamoto Tamako was bewildered.

Tsuchida Masahiro motioned for everyone to sit down, adjust their state quickly, and return to the rhythm of investigation. He took out the documents and seated himself at the head, ready to commence the meeting.

There was an uproar in the room; police officers were human too, and they needed rest.

Many had already arranged their travel plans, some had even bought tickets and agreed on itineraries with family and friends, and now everything was disrupted, inevitably causing discontent.

"What are you grumbling about?" Tsuchida Masahiro said sternly, "Sit down! This is an order!"

He emphasized loudly that the forthcoming investigation tasks would be more intensive than before, and the situation was more critical than before, with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department headquarters sending twelve faxes. The Criminal Department, Police Chief, Inspection Division, and all group leaders were giving it high priority.

The higher-ups had once again drawn manpower, with elites from various departments on their way. New members would soon join the Special Investigation Department. Retreating now would only nail them to the pillar of shame.

Fushimi Roku had been eavesdropping outside the door for quite some time. He had just gotten signatures from the director and was about to help Minamoto Tamako move her stuff, then head home for barbecue.

Hearing Tsuchida Masahiro’s speech, he slipped away while no one noticed.

After all, he’s a man of willpower ranking S, once he set the target of slacking off. Regardless of what happened, he would stick to it unwaveringly—with his S-level intelligence, he instantly judged that now was the best time to escape.

If he delayed even a moment longer, he might not be able to get away.

Sure enough, shortly after Fushimi Roku left, Tsuchida Masahiro began to call roll, asking each member present to sign a confidentiality agreement.

Minamoto Tamako only wanted to figure out what had happened, temporarily forgetting to consult Fushimi Roku.

She swiftly signed the confidentiality agreement, looked around, and asked her colleagues, hoping someone who knew would tell her.

But no officers present knew the situation, as they had just finished working and hadn’t had time to rest, let alone gather information.

Once everyone had signed the confidentiality agreements, Tsuchida Masahiro took out a player and a projector, instructed the clerk to close the doors and windows, and then personally inserted a video tape.

The fluorescent lights in the office dimmed; the room fell into darkness. The sound of gears clicking softly echoed, and under everyone’s gaze, the screen lit up.

As the progress bar slowly moved, the office lapsed into dead silence.

All the criminal police present widened their eyes, speechless.