Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 1 Humiliating Obedience to the Female Traffic Police Officer

"Screech!"

"Excuse me, you were speeding just now. You'll lose 3 points."

Yumi Miyamoto knocked on the car window, took out a pen, and started writing the ticket. Just as she was about to tear it off and hand it to the person in the car, a 1,000 yen bill floated out of the window.

"keep the change."

After saying that, the man in the car tried to roll up the window.

"Wait!" Miyamoto Yumi pressed her hand against the car window, her gaze towards the man already carrying a hint of hostility.

You did it on purpose, didn't you?

Yumi Miyamoto said sternly, "I meant a three-point deduction from your driver's license! Don't try to fool me!"

Upon hearing Miyamoto Yumi's words, Sumitomo Shoichi said "Oh" and took the 1,000 yen back from her hand.

"Driver's license? I don't have one," Sumitomo Shoichi said casually, and then went to roll up the car window again.

At this point, Yumi Miyamoto had already started prying open the car door: "Fine, you're still driving without a license!"

Having been a traffic cop for so long, Miyamoto Yumi had never seen such an arrogant guy.

"What do you mean by driving without a license? Why are you talking so rudely?" Zheng Yi said unhappily, "I want to take the test, but they say I have something wrong with my head and won't let me take it. What can I do?"

"Get out of the car!"

Yumi Miyamoto clung to Shoichi Sumitomo's car door in a very rough manner.

Zheng Yi looked at his car with heartache and said with dissatisfaction, "Could you be a little gentler? This is a car I just got. There might not be another one like it in the whole of Tokyo."

"You got it?"

"It's not really a hoax, it's just something I picked up."

"Pick it up? I think it's stealing." Miyamoto Yumi took out handcuffs.

This is no longer just ordinary speeding.

Zheng Yi was again dissatisfied with the Japanese female traffic police officer's rude remarks and retorted, "You speak so rudely. What do you mean by stealing? I saw that it was parked there all alone and I was afraid it would be lonely, so I came out for a walk with it."

He is a kind person full of caring concern.

Do you have a health insurance card?

"What is that?" Zheng Yi asked, bewildered.

"What about the resident basic ledger card?"

“I’ve lived for nineteen years and I’ve never heard of these things,” Zheng Yi said.

Miyamoto Yumi pressed Masakazu against the car door and handcuffed him.

Well, he's still an unregistered resident.

"Wait! Why do you still smell of alcohol?" Miyamoto Yumi suddenly sniffed at Shoichi.

Zheng Yi struggled to say, "I ate some liqueur candies."

"Really?"

"I like to tell the truth." Zheng Yi said frankly.

Yumi Miyamoto took out a black electronic device and said to Shoichi, "Blow on this thing."

Zheng Yi obeyed and took a deep breath in front of the machine.

"The alcohol content exceeds the standard."

"You bullshit!"

Zheng Yi panicked. Did he not know whether his blood alcohol level was too high?
This policewoman is trying to distort the facts. She's already handcuffed, and the next step is to force a confession through torture. Zheng Yi will absolutely not yield to this evil policewoman.

With a cold face, Miyamoto Yumi said, "Then blow it again."

Zhengyi took another deep breath towards that thing.

"The alcohol content exceeds the standard."

Zheng Yi said angrily, "So you're not going to act anymore? I was just inhaling into that thing!"

Didn't expect that, did you? I tricked you. Let's see how you explain the accusation you made against me earlier.

"Ha!" Miyamoto Yumi sneered, clipping the walkie-talkie to her waist and saying mockingly, "That's a walkie-talkie! What? You haven't been drinking, how come you can't even recognize a walkie-talkie?"

You didn't expect that, did you? I played a trick on you too.

Zheng Yi fell silent.

"Don't you like to tell the truth?" Miyamoto Yumi mocked Shoichi.

Zheng Yi said in a low voice, "Actually, I like to tell little lies sometimes too."

"Hmph! Come with me to the police station."

Yumi Miyamoto pulled Masakazu towards her motorcycle, intending to transport this oddball, whom she rarely encountered, to the police station.

Zheng Yi was hesitant and difficult to pull, like a donkey.

"Can I not go? My dad's in there too, and we've had some issues. If I go, we'll probably fight," Zheng Yi said.

Yumi Miyamoto frowned and asked, "Is your father a policeman?"

How could a policeman's son be raised like this? His father is utterly incompetent.

"No, he's in prison too," he stammered.

If I go in too, then father and son will become classmates, which is a bit awkward.

Miyamoto Yumi's lips twitched. Well, this is still a family tradition.

Do you have any other guardians?

“Yes, I have a cousin. Her business card is in my pocket,” Zheng Yi said.

Yumi Miyamoto reached for her business card.

"It's not in the shirt pocket, it's in the back pocket," Zheng Yi said.

Yumi Miyamoto expressionlessly reached out to rub Masakazu's buttocks.

Who knew Zheng Yi would start twisting around, "Hey! Why are you touching my butt!?"

"Behave yourself!" Miyamoto Yumi slapped Masayuki.

Zheng Yi revealed a humiliated expression, having been bullied by this evil female traffic police officer, he could only swallow his anger.

Yumi Miyamoto put Shoichi on the motorcycle.

Speeding, driving without a license, drunk driving, car theft, being an unregistered resident, and his father is currently in prison for further education—this guy's accumulator buffs are simply maxed out.

She, Yumi Miyamoto, has been a traffic policewoman for many years. What kind of situation hasn't she seen?
But she had never seen a guy like this before.

……

Upon arriving at the police station, an older officer felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the items found on Zheng Yi.

Miyamoto Yumi only needs to send Shoichi to the police station; she has a lot more to consider.

From these documents and Zheng Yi's statements, he also learned some information about Zheng Yi's identity.

He is of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, holds dual British and American citizenship, and graduated from Caltech at the age of nineteen to work for a large Japanese company.

The big company is Sumitomo Bank, which is known as the 'zaibatsu bank'.

Working within the exclusive vaults of chaebols, his connections and influence speak for themselves.

While in Europe, he joined vegetarian clubs and environmental organizations, becoming an outstanding member.

During my studies in the United States, I participated in numerous social activities and had contact with many celebrities.

She has also participated in activities such as 'Black Lives Matter', 'Minority Rights Movement', and 'Feminist Movement', and has been involved with many people.

These relationships are already chilling enough, but the worst part is that Masakazu's age is considered minor in Japan, at only 19, while 20 is the age of adulthood in Japan.

Moreover, among that pile of documents was a certificate of 'mental abnormality'.

He's mentally ill!
How am I supposed to punish him?
I'm afraid that if I just treat him well in the police station for a few days, countless people, both domestic and international, will criticize him, and he'll be in big trouble.

This only concerns Zheng Yi's personal troubles; his family background hasn't even been mentioned yet.

He had already investigated and found that Zheng Yi's family background was very powerful in Japan, and it was something that a small policeman like him could not afford to offend.

Oh, you don't need to do much investigation; this surname says it all.

(End of this chapter)