After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

Isogachi Music Awards: Episode 071 - Sending a Gift to the Special Department

"It looks like someone took care of the person who tried to attack Takayuki Yagami."

Aoyama put down his phone and said this to Suzumiya Hyakubi.

"Who is the one?"

Liang Gong was puzzled by everything he had done.

He is also someone who has passed the advanced drone operator certificate exam, and knows that controlling a drone to accurately launch a surprise attack and knock someone unconscious is not an easy task.

The stun gun has a very short range, requiring the user to be within three meters to be effective, while the drone is very noisy. Anyone who is not deaf can easily dodge it before being shocked.

So, there's only one way to stun someone: first, control the drone to fly high above the target, then lower the propeller speed.

It makes a lot of noise and lands quickly, releasing an electric shock as it passes behind.

However, since Tokyo began a comprehensive ban on high-altitude drones taking off from outside the city two months ago, and strengthened regulations on high-altitude drones taking off from the city, it is very difficult to do this without being noticed. At the very least, it would be necessary to be able to block cameras from high-rise buildings in the nearby area...

"Don't think too much about it. Since Yagami Takayuki is alright, he should call soon."

As soon as Aoyama finished speaking, Suzumiya Hyakubi's phone rang. He answered it immediately, and on the other end of the line was Yagami Takayuki.

Takayuki Yagami told him that as soon as he returned to the detective agency, he was attacked and knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he found that someone had rescued him, but his cell phone and the satellite recording equipment that he carried with him as a detective had been taken away. He had borrowed the cell phone of the convenience store clerk on the corner to make a call to Hyakubi Suzumiya.

As for who saved him...

Yagami Takayuki guessed that he was saved by a Korean, since when he woke up he found himself lying in the kitchen of a Korean barbecue restaurant, and he knew the owner of that restaurant.

But when he asked the barbecue restaurant owner who had brought him there, the owner refused to tell him.

"South Koreans and North Koreans don't get along. The North Koreans want to kill Yagami Takayuki, so the South Koreans stop them from doing so... Well, that makes sense."

Aoyama sent another email to his personal assistant, Nakamoto Itsuki, asking him to try to contact the Shinjuku Police Station's Kamurocho office to inquire whether they had received any reports of drone-related injuries, and how the victim was handled—whether they were taken to the hospital or brought directly to the police station.

Nakamoto Itsuki was very efficient. As soon as Aoyama Mukai and Suzumiya Hyakubi moved to the restaurant, his phone rang back.

"Governor, according to information provided by the Kamurocho Police Department, half an hour ago, someone did report that someone in Kamurocho had been attacked by a drone and collapsed. However, when the police arrived at the scene, they could not find the victim. According to nearby surveillance footage, the victim was probably woken up by his companion and left with him... According to the Metropolitan Police Department's standard procedure for handling such incidents, if the victim does not report the incident within seven days, the police department will not file a case. However, they will still investigate the person who operated the drone and caused the injury, and impose administrative penalties on them."

The latter part of this passage made Aoyama scoff. Before being elected Governor of Tokyo, he had worked for the Public Safety Commission. These police stations in Tokyo were too busy investigating assault and missing persons cases to have the time and manpower to investigate a drone-related assault case that the victim himself was not pursuing. Writing a passable report was already considered being dedicated to one's job.

"I understand, Mr. Nakamoto. Thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Aoyama looked at Suzumiya Hyakubi.

"It seems the North Koreans don't want to make this a big deal either... As for the South Koreans who rescued Yagami Takayuki... or rather, those of Korean descent, I have a general idea, but we'll discuss the specifics after he arrives."

……

After speaking with Takayuki Yagami in person, Aoyama was basically able to confirm that the head of the Toyo Island branch of the Nekyo Group was actually a Korean and had connections with the Japan-North Korea Alliance.

He immediately contacted Yamato Dojima and asked him to forward the message in paper form to Makoto Date, the current head of the Criminal Investigation Department's Violent Organization Countermeasures Division. Through Makoto Date, he placed an envelope containing the photograph taken by Takayuki Yagami and a brief report on his investigation on the desk of Ginjiro Hattori, the head of the Special Division of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Hattori Ginjiro was astonished after reading the contents of the envelope.

An ordinary Japanese man was caught red-handed by the police for attempting to assault the Governor of Tokyo. This was merely a serious public order incident, and standard judicial procedures would have been sufficient to bring the suspect to trial.

However, if the attacker's superior is a North Korean with ties to the Japan-North Korea alliance, or even if the entire attack was ordered and arranged by this North Korean, then the nature of the incident changes completely.

Japan and North Korea do not currently have diplomatic relations and are technically quasi-hostile countries. If spies from a quasi-hostile country were to attempt to attack or even kidnap high-ranking Japanese officials, this would certainly cause a huge uproar in terms of politics and diplomacy.

As the main person in charge of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government's counter-infiltration operations, he will definitely face accountability from the National Security Council and scrutiny from the CIA. He might even be exiled to godforsaken places like Yamanashi, Tottori, or Tokushima to retire...

Hattori Ginjiro was only fifty-two years old and didn't want to sentence his career to death so early. He wanted to work harder and, even if he couldn't become the Superintendent General of Police, he wanted to sit at the big conference table of the National Security Council.

Fortunately, the envelope was delivered privately by Section Chief Date, rather than by an official letter from the Commissioner's Office of the National Police Agency, so there was still room to salvage the situation.

He quickly called in his secretary, who was guarding the door, and asked him what Date Makoto had said when he delivered the envelope.

"Section Chief Date only said that someone asked him to deliver a thank-you letter to you."

Although the words sounded suspicious, implying a bribe, Hattori's secretary didn't think of it that way at all... After all, how could such a small envelope contain tens of thousands of yen? If this amount of money couldn't even bribe his secretary, how could it possibly bribe the head of the Metropolitan Police Department's Special Division?

If the envelope contained a bank card, it would be easy to find by touch. As for checks, forget about them. Who uses checks for bribery these days? The Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office can easily find out about those by checking bank statements.

Besides, what era are we living in? Who still gives money away like that...?

"Someone?"

Hattori Ginjiro, being a seasoned detective, quickly connected the dots between "Date Makoto - Kiryu Kazuma - former Tojo Clan member - Aoyama Yukio" and Aoyama Yukio.

...Is he giving me this information to express his gratitude to the Special Department for not exposing his indecent entertainment activities, so that I can deal with this hidden bomb before it explodes?

"I understand. Notify all superintendents, inspectors, and police officers from the General Affairs Section, the Second Foreign Affairs Section, and the Mobile Investigation Unit to attend a meeting in the conference room."

Igomachi Music Awards: Episode 072 - Pink-haired girl caught red-handed!

Hattori Ginjiro assigned two special bodyguards to Aoyama Muto to protect his safety in situations where regular security personnel would not be present.

Simply put, when Aoyama was operating under the identity of Haku, the two of them had to be disguised as police officers, ready to rush in and shield Aoyama from bullets at any time.

While Aoyama was playing the drums on stage, one of them would stay in the audience, mingling with the fans and swaying, while the other would patrol back and forth at the several entrances to the backstage area, keeping a close eye on every suspicious person who appeared there.

In Aoyama's view, this was completely unnecessary. Overprotection would only attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, making his originally inconspicuous target more conspicuous.

The abdomen, on the other hand, is a metaphor for "better safe than sorry." If nothing happens to you, all the better. But if you are targeted by criminals, injured, or even kidnapped, the special investigation team will find that when the Governor of Tokyo was attacked, he didn't even have a single police officer by his side.

From the Superintendent General of Police to the heads of the Special Operations Department and the Security Department, down to the head of the 4th Division of the Police Protection Division and the special police officers, everyone will be affected.

So even if it's just an act

Even if it's just for show, a certain number of plainclothes guards need to be arranged, so that even if Aoyama really gets into trouble later, they can shirk responsibility.

It's not that our protective measures were inadequate! We arranged for security personnel to protect Governor Aoyama's personal safety 24 hours a day without any blind spots. Unfortunately, the enemy was too cunning, and Governor Aoyama also had some indiscretions, which allowed the criminals to succeed. It was an event beyond our control and a very low probability event, and it was definitely not due to our inadequate work.

Aoyama Mukai couldn't persuade Hattori Ginjiro otherwise, and after much haggling, they finally agreed on the minimum number of two plainclothes guards. Both of them had to be able to drive, so that when he wandered around under the identity of Hack, he wouldn't need to bother Suzumiya Takumi and Suzumiya Hyakubi anymore.

……

"So... now the Metropolitan Police Department knows you're secretly playing in a band, but instead of trying to stop you, they've assigned you two bodyguards to protect you while you're causing trouble?"

Inside the Starry Night Showroom, Ichika Hoshika leaned against the bar, propping her chin up with her hand, looking at the two plainclothes police officers who looked like goofballs. Her expression was just like Squidward sitting at his workstation, with a sense of helplessness and disbelief.

"I think the Japanese government is really doomed. They're just wasting our taxpayers' hard-earned money like this."

“Well, there’s a reason for that,” Aoyama said, sipping the orange juice that Hoshika had squeezed herself, his voice tinged with helplessness. “After all, I was attacked by North Korean spies not long ago. If the Metropolitan Police Department doesn’t strengthen my security, their superiors will probably be held accountable when they investigate in the future.”

"Furthermore, Xingge, don't forget that it was you and Guangjing who pulled me out of this quagmire of rock bands. If we're talking about wasting public funds, you two also bear some responsibility."

"cut……"

Xingge curled her lip and gave Qingshan a cold look, "You've got some nerve. You used this face to meet the North Korean bullets, didn't you? No wonder you were unharmed."

How do you know I'm unharmed?

Aoyama countered with a question.

"It's just that my wounds are located where you can't see them. Haven't you noticed that the last few times I've performed on stage, I've chosen pieces with less dense drumbeats? It's because I'm afraid of tearing open the stitches."

"Eh...really?" Xingge subconsciously straightened up, her gaze sweeping over Qingshan Xiang's arms and shoulders, but unfortunately these areas were covered by clothing, so nothing seemed amiss from the outside.

The propaganda in Japan demonizes North Korea, so ordinary citizens like Ichiji Hoshika think that North Korean spies are all desperate criminals, and it's inevitable that Aoyama Kou would have some minor wounds if he had managed to escape their ambush.

She wanted to examine it herself, but was also a little embarrassed.

Just then, Hongxia, Liang, and Aine arrived.

"Good evening, sis/shop manager/Sister Xingge, and Haksan~"

Two energetic and one fairly polite high school girl greeted the two adults in turn.

Then, they were both startled by Aoyama's two plainclothes bodyguards.

"Hah!" x2

"Such a retro rocker look, it's like he stepped right out of a rock music magazine from thirty years ago."

After being startled, Liang quickly recovered and gave this assessment of the two plainclothes bodyguards' attire.

The two plainclothes bodyguards, a man and a woman, the man surnamed Megure and the woman surnamed Mori, were both honest kids whose impression of rock music fans was still stuck in the era of Jimi Hen, Elvis Presley, and visual kei bands. So, in order to blend in with Aoyama's fan base, they both wore colorful wigs that were permed like tornadoes, applied smoky makeup, and their clothes were all torn to shreds with a knife.

Outsiders have a lot of stereotypes about rock music fans.

No wonder it scared Hongxia and Aine.

As for Liang, she probably saw history in the two of them, so although she was also frightened, she was more moved than anything else.

"Haksan, are these two your friends?"

Hongxia leaned close to Qingshan Xiang and asked in a low voice.

“No,” Aoyama shook his head innocently, “How could I, a psychedelic rocker, be friends with fans of this kind of death metal? As I see it, they’re probably waiting for a friend, aren’t they?”

According to the established rules, he doesn't know Mori or Inspector Megure... so he doesn't need to put on an act in front of Ijichi Seika, who knows the whole story.

"Death metal? Has Stars ever had a band like that?"

"Yes, we've been here before. There was a band called 'Self-Destruction Ghost' before, but when they performed, it was too late, and you all went home to sleep."

"Star Song replied."

She actually quite likes death metal, but this kind of rock can't be listened to too often as it can damage the ears. However, listening to it once every two months is still quite enjoyable.

Chihaya Aine, being so outgoing, was probably seeing someone dressed so flamboyantly in real life for the first time. She wanted to go over and say hello, and ask what bands they liked. At the same time, she thought that people who like death metal might not be very good at hearing, so she deliberately raised her voice when she greeted them.

"Oh! Ha! Yo!"

As it turned out, the two policemen had very sharp ears. They were startled when they suddenly heard someone shouting nearby and jumped up, glaring angrily at Chihaya Aine.

Regardless, Chihaya Aine was still a minor, and seeing adults angry made her a little scared. She quickly apologized to the two of them, then ran to the high stool next to Aoyama, took out her guitar from her guitar bag, and began tuning it.

"Haksan, the second and third strings on my guitar are a bit out of tune. Could you please listen to them and let me tune them?"

"sure."

Although Aoyama prefers young people with musical talent, no one can dislike Aine, who is a radiant and warm little sun type of girl, so he is happy to be used as a human tuner by Aine.

Anyway, his pitch is very accurate.

Aine was playing the piano and turning the knobs when Ijichi, who was behind the bar, seemed to realize something and was about to say something when there was a "bang".

A string snapped and struck Aoyama's mask, making a crisp sound as if a hard object was hitting something.

Aoyama's mask didn't crack, since it was custom-made and made from the strongest and lightest materials.

But when he turned around, he found that Chihaya Aine had already been pinned to the ground by two fierce plainclothes guards.

……

They've stopped using homophones to censor North and South Korea, which seems to negatively impact the reading experience...

Igomachi Music Awards: 073 "Gold will shine eventually"

"I can't breathe!"

Chihaya Aine shouted exaggeratedly, and Iji Tomoka couldn't stand it anymore, so she banged her fingers on the bar counter.

"If you want to fight, go out from here."

Both Mori and Inspector Megure turned to look at Aoyama.

"Why are you looking at me? This is her place, of course she has the final say... Besides, what business is it of yours if she accidentally broke a string? Why are you all so agitated?"

Upon hearing what Aoyama said, the two detectives immediately released Chihaya Aine and took a step back in unison, bowing at a perfect 90-degree angle to the still-dazed Chihaya Aine.

"Red Bean Paste Secret Marseille!" x2

"no problem, no problem."

Chihaya Aine was too embarrassed to accept such a generous gift from two adults, so she quickly stepped aside and whispered something in Aoyama's ear:

"Haksan, what's wrong with these two? Why did they start fighting over something so casually?"

"Death metal enthusiasts are all a bit violent, aren't they? Look at Jimi Hendrix, he often smashes his guitar and sets it on fire at concerts, right? Fans learn from their idols."

Aoyama took a sip of orange juice and then explained in a convincing tone.

"Oh I got it."

Chihaya Aine nodded in deep agreement, then looked relieved, "Luckily, I don't like death metal."

"Is Xiao Aiyin alright?"