Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 485 - 351: End-of-Life Care

Minamoto Tamako knew that her partner Fushimi, like herself, pursued justice and loathed injustice, willing to lead by example and contribute to the harmony and stability of society.

But she never expected Fujimura-kun’s beliefs to be so unwavering!

As the saying goes, in tis of crisis, you know a person’s heart, and even at the brink of life and death, Fujimura-kun could still adhere to principles, truly soone worthy of her admiration!

Minamoto Tamako admired him for about five seconds. Seeing Fushimi Roku still maintained a look of ’heroic sacrifice,’ she faintly felt a little suspicious, always sensing sothing off, but couldn’t pinpoint where the issue lay.

Since using hypnosis on a suspect posed considerable risk, Fujimura-kun, as a police officer, naturally prioritized the other party’s safety—before conviction, Uesugi Shion was rely a suspect, with rights as a citizen.

Minamoto Tamako saw no flaw in this logic, but hearing it from Fujimura-kun’s mouth, it sounded awkward.

At first listen, it seed noble and righteous; upon closer inspection, sothing was certainly amiss.

Fushimi Roku took out his phone and called the investigation departnt, saying Uesugi Shion had been found and would be taken to a nearby clinic for psychological treatnt.

Kinosaki Shoujin, upon hearing this, was overjoyed. He imdiately felt that though Fushimi Roku often slacked off, he was quite useful at crucial monts, not just living off an easy salary.

"Stay put, we’ll pick them up right away." Kinosaki Shoujin told him not to hang up the phone.

Criminal police from the investigation departnt and bodyguards from the Uesugi family drove over, estimating they could arrive in less than twenty minutes.

Fushimi Roku planned to steer clear to avoid Uesugi Shion calling him "dad" in public, leading to any bizarre misunderstandings. After finishing the call, he claid he needed to use the bathroom, intending to sit on the toilet until Uesugi Shion was taken away before coming out.

Minamoto Tamako, not keeping watch properly over the suspect, followed behind Fushimi Roku, unable to help but pursue: "Is it really settled just like that?"

"What else should I do?" Fushimi Roku retorted.

"Then, what about the poison in your body?" Minamoto Tamako looked worried.

Fushimi Roku assessed her patience since caring for a terminal patient tests one’s ntal endurance. When soone suffers from a terminal illness, the pain affects not just them but also their family, who must daily endure tedium, care, cover dical costs, and bear negative emotions... If he acted for too long, Minamoto Tamako might collapse.

"No worries, I probably have... two years... wait, no, about six months to live."

He watched Minamoto Tamako’s expression, testing with a statent, then quickly corrected himself: "Half a year is enough; I can do what I want, and then die without regrets."

Fushimi Roku planned to enjoy himself for six months, and if by then Minamoto Tamako couldn’t hold on, he would give her a surprise—then he would falsely claim to have found a miracle cure for the Nue Poison, undoubtedly making Minamoto Tamako cry with joy!

Hearing this, Minamoto Tamako felt a sting in her nose, almost letting slip a small pearl tear.

Only half a year...

Why only half a year?

Converting it, it’s six months, the sa length as their ti at the police academy.

Happy tis always pass quickly. Minamoto Tamako felt the six months of police academy training flew by in a blink of an eye, and she reckoned Fujimura-kun’s lifespan would end just as swiftly.

Silently following behind Fushimi Roku, her mind started playing a small funeral scene for Fujimura-kun:

It was an overcast afternoon, snowflakes fell like goose feathers, and everyone gathered in the cetery, watching Fujimura-kun’s coffin being buried. The pastor’s voice was low and somber, a grieving tone to the eulogy, interspersed with sobs from the crowd...

After the dirt was filled in, Fujimura-kun’s best partner in life and best companion, Officer Tamako, went on stage, face a mix of three parts resolute, three parts sorrowful, and four parts reminiscent, holding a prewritten speech in hand, solemnly saying:

"Reflecting on six months ago, Fujimura-kun already knew his days were numbered. He displayed the spirit of Samurai courage..."

Hmm?

Wait...

Minamoto Tamako looked up, asking: "How do you know you only have six months to live?"

Fushimi Roku found it hard to explain, couldn’t say he just guessed, right? He gave a vague reply: "I know my own body." Then he hurriedly entered the n’s restroom, leaving Minamoto Tamako no chance to question further.

Minamoto Tamako couldn’t follow into the n’s room, worried Uesugi Shion might escape or be kidnapped, so she returned to stand outside the consultation room, keeping guard until the criminal police arrived.

The bodyguards, seeing Miss Uesugi was unhard, collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

They carefully lifted the sleeping Uesugi Shion, placing her into a car, taking her to a more authoritative dical facility for a more comprehensive check-up, to prevent any abuse by abductors or drug interference.

Kinosaki Shoujin verbally praised Minamoto Tamako, claiming she would surely be fully confird within the year, sowhat improving her mood.

"By the way, Chief, rember I ntioned the Cat Island incident to you before..."

Minamoto Tamako remained persistent, hoping to use the Police Departnt’s power to sweep out the criminals from Cat Island and incidentally uncover a way to neutralize the Nue Poison.

Kinosaki Shoujin certainly rembered, found it amusing, but never took it to heart.

He said now wasn’t the ti to investigate, telling Minamoto Tamako to set it aside for now, and complete more ’important’ tasks first.

Thinking of Uesugi Shion’s ntal state, Minamoto Tamako could only sigh deeply, admitting Chief Kikuchi was right, there was indeed no breakthrough now, and no way to continue the investigation.