Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Mr. Yoshitake, welcome back to Japan."

There is a ship returning from the United States parked at the Yokohama pier. Standing at the disembarkation ladder, the police leader leading the team bowed fiercely to the man who stepped off the cruise ship.

"Hello."

The man's eyes fell on the tag on the leader's chest, and he nodded slightly: "Now, Your Majesty, I and my family are safe."

The surrounding public security police dispersed to enforce security. After the venue was cleared, the man turned his head and looked behind him, smiling.

"Yuko, Aiko, and Jiro, please bring your mother out."

Three more figures appeared on the deck. They were pushing wheelchairs. Sitting in the wheelchair was a woman in her forties. A policeman wanted to go up and help, but Imagami glared back.

The bulletproof car slowly stopped in front of several people. After putting the man and his family in the car, Imakami walked to the end of the motorcade, sat in the driver's seat of his car, and touched the steering wheel with his hand.

"Captain, who is this person?"

The newcomers behind pushed their heads forward and stared at the car in front.

"It is said that he is a newcomer supported by the Karasuma Consortium and will participate in the new House of Representatives election." Imagami stepped on the accelerator and followed: "After that incident, the current situation is very strange. The emperor has abdicated. It is estimated that the new emperor and the prime minister will take the throne together. ”

"Is Heisei coming to an end..." Mr. Shinto sighed regretfully: "But the new emperor should have been decided."

"It's hard to say. The Crown Prince has no son after all. Who knows if Prince Fumihito will..."

After all, if he had no idea about that position, he wouldn't have let his wife risk her life to give birth to a son when she was forty years old.

As the only man born into the royal family in decades, Hisahito was given a sword by his grandfather Akihito at the moment he was born. After he was born and discharged from the hospital, there were 1,200 policemen guarding the streets, so it was hard to say how to pass on the throne.

"Also that time, Hisuhito was involved in a car accident on the highway on his way to Yamanashi Prefecture for an outing. Although the Imperial Household Agency released the news because of heavy fog, this kind of thing..."

Imakami saw the car in front of him stopped at a red light and stepped on the brakes.

"In short, this kind of thing has nothing to do with the two of us. Our current task is to serve as the security guard for the associate member Ji Gang Tetsuji. Those colleagues will evacuate after escorting him to his residence."

"Eh...ah, the car stopped again."

Seeing that the bulletproof car in front was stopped by the police who were inspecting it, Imagami hurriedly took out his public security certificate from the car and got out of the driver's seat.

"Hello."

He raised his eyes to take the other party's police card and relaxed when he saw that the policeman blocking the convoy seemed to be just a small patrol director.

"I can see your ID."

Without waiting for an answer, the police card on his chest was pulled out. Imagami rubbed his nose and became a little silent: "Matsuda Jinpei? I remember that you should have been promoted to the police department."

His body tilted slightly, Imagami's right hand was close to his waist, and his eyes were staring straight at the curly hair in front of him: "As you know, it's a sensitive period recently. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything even if you have made meritorious deeds. A trip to the police is inevitable.”

"This is just an old certificate that was not collected before. Because our chief has been hospitalized, the specific promotion has not been implemented yet."

Matsuda Jinpei handed Imagami's police card back, waved his hand calmly and said, "If you don't believe me, you can call the Metropolitan Police Department to verify."

"No, we're still busy."

As soon as Imagami raised his right hand, the sound of retracting the gun came from the surrounding corners. He smiled and put his hand on Matsuda Jinpei's shoulder and patted it, reminding him in a low voice: "Remember to keep it secret."