Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 634 - 421: The Decisive Underwear

This is an implicit understanding.

The emotions have reached the perfect stage, the atmosphere is set just right, the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

Fushimi Roku held Minamoto Tamako’s waist intending to undress her at the press of a button, the room’s air heated up rapidly.

Before he could lift her clothes, a sudden roar erupted from outside the window!

Like thunder on a clear ground, the rumbling echoes rolled over, the window glass trembled, a gust of white mist sprayed from gaps, even the curtains were blown up.

Soon followed by car alarms, cats and dogs barking, and children crying, the downstairs beca particularly lively, as if a gala was happening.

Both were shocked simultaneously, paused their actions, and looked up at the window; outside was still pitch black, no rain or thunder, no dark clouds in the night sky, the moon seed eerily bright.

"What’s going on?" Minamoto Tamako instinctively clutched the bedsheet, covering her body, with a look of panic as if caught in the act.

"I don’t know..."

Fushimi Roku suddenly had a suspicion, his heart sank imdiately.

Annoyed, he pulled up his pajama pants, opened the room door, intending to check the situation from the balcony; Minamoto Tamako also got dressed and followed behind with enthusiasm.

Taira Sakurako was still playing video gas in the living room, seemingly oblivious to the commotion outside, rooted in her seat in a pose reminiscent of a ditating monk.

Fushimi Roku didn’t have ti to deal with her, he passed through the living room directly, pulled open the sliding door to the balcony, leaned over the railing, and with Minamoto Tamako, looked towards the Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office.

About ten kiloters away, a huge fireball was burning, illuminating half the night sky.

"An explosion... An explosion..."

Minamoto Tamako widened her eyes, murmuring.

Uesugi Shion’s criminal prediction ca true, if she hadn’t used those fancy little tactics, she could have indeed bombed the Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office amidst the investigations by the Public Safety Bureau and the mobile unit!

Fushimi Roku contemplated the possible consequences of the explosion, and how the Police Departnt’s attitude towards the code na "Heavenly Punishnt" might change.

Even Kujo Yua personally could not stop the bomb from exploding...

After a long ti, he snapped back to reality, imdiately returned to the living room, and called Kujo Yua, but her phone was perpetually busy. As Kujo Yua’s daughter, Minamoto Tamako also couldn’t reach her mom by phone.

Fushimi Roku had to temporarily requisition the TV, he helped save Taira Sakurako’s progress and then told her to play elsewhere, using the remote to turn on the "NHK News," unsurprisingly, the TV station was broadcasting ergency news.

The footage was sowhat shaky, patches of crimson colors, evidently, the TV station reporters were on-site filming with caras, the female host stood with the burning Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office as a backdrop, quickly reporting facing the cara:

"Ergency broadcast! Around 8 PM tonight, a large-scale explosion occurred at the first headquarters building of the Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office! A huge fireball can still be seen burning at the scene, with severe damage to the building’s facade, the sound of glass shattering continues..."

"The cause of the explosion is unclear, police are conducting a thorough investigation, the details of casualties are still being counted. Surrounding subway lines have been urgently halted, citizens are advised to avoid the Shinjuku Governnt Area—"

...

Fushimi Roku sighed deeply, leaning against the sofa.

Of all tis for a bombing, it chose this mont, almost making him explode with frustration, now he’s in no mood at all, surely Minamoto Tamako feels the sa, that guy is just infuriating!

He truly felt a bit murderous.

"What do you think?" Fushimi Roku turned to look at Minamoto Tamako.

Minamoto Tamako was attentively watching the news, suddenly hearing his question, she spoke her mind: "My mom won’t be held accountable, right?"

"She definitely will." Fushimi Roku dashed her hopes.

"If Uesugi Shion is caught, can they make ands?" Minamoto Tamako was a bit worried about mom-san.

"Not quite sure," Fushimi Roku, not being a deputy director at the Police Departnt, naturally couldn’t know Kujo Yua’s current predicant, moreover, he was curious about not just this question: "What do you think about the bombing of the Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office in the criminal prediction under ’In the na of Heavenly Punishnt’?"

The bombing had happened, he was indifferent to it, best if it included Yasukuni Shrine too, now he wondered if Minamoto Tamako would consider Uesugi Shion the "true culprit of Heavenly Punishnt"... if she would, then it was truly a double blessing.

"I don’t know, it’s very strange."

Minamoto Tamako hadn’t figured it out either, struggling to switch from a romantic state to a work mode, she happily asked: "So you rember our agreent!"

Fushimi Roku had entirely forgotten it.

But with Minamoto Tamako’s reminder, he instantly recalled, he had promised Minamoto Tamako to investigate the true culprit of Heavenly Punishnt together, their detective team partnership would last until the culprit was found.

"Such an important matter, of course, I rember." Fushimi Roku said tenderly.

Taira Sakurako, waiting for the TV, felt like throwing up upon hearing this, her gaze turned from bored to disdainful.

Minamoto Tamako was happy, wanted to kiss Fushimi-kun, but she knew there were more significant matters to deal with now, not the ti for personal feelings.

Yes, the detective team growing ever closer, joyful and congratulatory, surely able to cooperate even better in future cases!

She sat down beside him on the sofa, deep in thought, soon made a judgnt: "It should be an imitator, or just a coincidence."

Alas, a pity.

Fushimi Roku felt lancholic, yet remained calm, asking why Minamoto Tamako thought so.

"It’s simple, ’Heavenly Punishnt’ always imposes severe penalties on culprits in the na of justice," Minamoto Tamako retorted: "Is bombing the Tokyo tropolitan Governnt Office an act of justice?"

Hard to say.

Fushimi Roku wanted to reply but considering they just kissed, he also needed to feign ignorance and steer clear of suspicion, so he nodded sympathetically: "Makes sense."

"Moreover, Uesugi Shion’s imitation was very poor, not as good as Chihi, at least Chihi claid to ’Act on Heaven’s will’ before she killed... but it could also be a coincidence, perhaps Uesugi Shion just happened to want a resonant code na."

Minamoto Tamako propped her chin, analyzing seriously.

Fushimi Roku found her sowhat alluring, her pure white lace lingerie beneath, while earnestly contemplating.

She didn’t wear pajama pants, her fair thighs exposed, the nightgown’s hem was long enough to hide the absolute area.

Fushimi Roku glanced slightly, corrected his daydreams with willpower, he suspected he was also sowhat influenced by love, constantly pondering bizarre things.

"...What do you think?" Minamoto Tamako suddenly asked.

"Ah, um, I think so too." Fushimi Roku nodded.

He hadn’t listened to what Minamoto Tamako was saying.

"Right," Minamoto Tamako seriously said: "Which ans Uesugi Shion is likely connected to the true culprit of Heavenly Punishnt..."

"Hm?" Fushimi Roku was confused, unsure what he had missed.

"Hm what?" Minamoto Tamako noticed sothing amiss.

"It’s nothing." Fushimi Roku shook his head.

"You just ’hm’ a mont ago!" Minamoto Tamako cared more about Fushimi Roku’s evaluation than before, if he now said ’Baka! How couldn’t you think about sothing so apparent?’, she’d likely feel sad all night.

"I just didn’t expect you to realize that, so I was a bit surprised." Fushimi Roku feigned relief: "You’ve grown quite a lot, captain."

Minamoto Tamako felt happier, eagerly shared her speculations: she believed Uesugi Shion was possibly framing the true culprit of Heavenly Punishnt in this way, or might have clashed with the true culprit of Heavenly Punishnt sohow, could even be that Heavenly Punishnt was rely a code na, and Uesugi Shion used to be part of it, where irreconcilable conflicts erged within the organization...

Fushimi Roku felt he couldn’t let Minamoto Tamako continue guessing like this.

He also pondered seriously but his words were nonsense: "I also think ’Heavenly Punishnt’ is likely a large underground organization, otherwise, it’s impossible for ’Heavenly Punishnt’ related murders to occur both in Hokkaido and Tokyo... the chances of all those cases committed by one person are extrely low."

Minamoto Tamako, successfully misled by him: "Makes sense! Why didn’t I think of this before? So speaking of which, the Sugamo Apartnt massacre is quite reasonable then!"

If she watched Detective Conan three to four years later, she might integrate the Black Organization into it.

Fushimi Roku nodded repeatedly, praising her intelligence; Minamoto Tamako was delighted, planning to stay up another night, rush to the explosion scene and investigate, for mom-san.

Luckily, Fushimi Roku persuaded her, coupled with Kujo Yua calling back, advising her not to run around, she finally cald down.

"What did Chief Kujo say?" Fushimi Roku couldn’t hear the details of the conversation, Minamoto Tamako didn’t have speakerphone on.

"She said things are okay on her side."

Minamoto Tamako felt a bit strange, scratching her head: "This morning, Director Fujiwara forcibly intervened, took over the anti-terror investigation work. During the bomb explosion, Director Fujiwara was the primary person responsible..."