Tokyo Detective

Chapter 597 The Mediterranean Transformation

On the third day since Saintess was gone, he continued to steal from her.
No, the suspect has been arrested, and Sister Shengzi is back.

Waaah, the happy days went by too fast.

At the same dining table, the two girls were not as lively as they had been the previous two days. They simply ate their dinner with their heads down, listening to the police couple discussing the case.

Akimoto Seiko glanced at the two women, then asked a question.

"Yuki, what are your plans for Christmas and New Year's? Jessica, would you like to spend them together?"

Jessica nodded blankly, always feeling a little guilty when facing someone's gaze.

Yuki Suoh shoveled a couple of mouthfuls of rice and said weakly.

"I don't have any plans, is it okay if I just stay at home?"

“There are still three months until the start of school next year. I don’t recommend that you stay at home all the time. If you really have nothing to do, I can arrange some things for you to do, which will help you study the Fa. You can play for half a month during the New Year.”

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

At that time, Akimoto Seiko was unaware of the two girls' little schemes; they were just young girls, easily suppressed by her.

Suddenly, Seiko Akimoto looked at Naoki Hanyu. She thought she had just seen the man eat something.
What did you just eat?

Naoki Hanyu chewed a few times and swallowed.

"It's nothing, just shumai."

In fact, what Naoki Hanyu just ate was a bullet. His teeth easily crushed the metal. Whether it was metal or gunpowder, it was digested in his stomach in just 30 seconds, and a sense of power filled his body.

As expected of an SS-level skill, it can eat anything. The only downside is that the bullets are really hard to swallow.

Ugh, I'll never eat random stuff again unless absolutely necessary.

Just then, the evening news began, and it was Yukino Yukinoshita's voice.

"It's evening news now, and I, Yukinoshita Haruno, will be reporting for you as always."

"Since the coup, some experts have explained that the frequent accidents in Japan in recent years are due to the rigidity of the police force, personal connections, family background, education, and the inability of capable police officers to rise to the top. However, this is a thing of the past."

As the internal cancers within Japan burst, a new generation of outstanding police officers has emerged in Japan. They are young, capable, and able to quickly address the deteriorating security situation in Japan.

One of the most prominent figures is Naoki Hanyu, the pillar of Japan, also known as the "Dragon of Japan." His deeds are evident to all; he is the pride of Japan and our pride.

Besides Officer Hanyu, there's also Ryoko Yakushiji, now the head of the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

Yukinoshita's praise made Akimoto Seiko's expression very strange, so she turned to the man and asked him a question.

"Did you arrange it?"

Naoki Hanyu naturally denied it, even if it was indeed him who did it.

"That's not true. I still have my pride."

"Oh."

As the two chatted, Yukinoshita continued to recount other news.

"The second news item is that Middle Eastern oil-producing countries have broken the ceasefire agreement and once again bombed the Sara region, including a southern hospital, resulting in 12 deaths and 62 injuries."

"Thirdly, volunteers from various sectors under the European Human Rights Organization formed a support fleet to travel to the coastline blocked by the oil-producing countries, making a fifth attempt to break through the blockade and deliver supplies to the suffering people in the Sara region."

(I really dare not describe those words, for fear of being blocked again)

"Article 4: America's early winter fleet blockaded the coastline of the inner country and claimed to have destroyed more than 10 drug trafficking ships."

"Fifthly, the newly appointed Prime Minister Tanaka Juro once again demanded an explanation from America for why she intervened in the Japanese coup, stating that the 650 billion yen investment signed by the former prime minister would not be decided until four years later, and that the Japanese economy could not bear such a heavy burden at the moment."

"America's side stated that they did not interfere in the Japanese coup, that everything was to combat the Yonko terrorist organization, and that they did not acknowledge the attack on Japanese hero Naoki Hanyu."

"Both sides are discussing and trying to find a balance. Tanaka Juzo is asking America to sign an agreement guaranteeing that she will never interfere in Japan's internal affairs again."

The first two points are nothing new to the world; with America's backing, oil-producing countries can act recklessly.

Tanaka Juzo's staunch opposition to America significantly boosted his approval ratings, especially since America's reputation in Japan had plummeted since the coup.

Speaking of which, Tanaka Juzo had a pretty good relationship with Akimoto Seiko and Suo Yuki. They often visited each other, and they were all happy that the old man was able to realize his dream.

Seiko Akimoto put the food that Naoki Hanyu liked into his bowl.

"Is Uncle Tanaka alright?"

"Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

“That would be going against America.”

Naoki Hanyu wore a confident expression.

“It’s America who’s going against us. With my support, no one in Japan can touch him.”

"It's good that you're confident."

Seiko Akimoto lowered her head and continued eating, a slight blush on her cheeks. That guy is actually quite handsome when he's confident.

As night fell, Suoh Yuki took her pillow and planned to try to sleep in the master bedroom again, but this time no one opened the door.

"Sister Shengzi, I'm scared, can we sleep together?"

"Yuki, you need to try sleeping alone. You're an adult now."

"But I'm really scared." "Sleeping with Jessica is fine too."

Jessica has a bad sleeping posture.

Finally, the door opened, but instead of letting Suoh Yuki in, Akimoto Seiko used a pillow to pull Suoh Yuki into her room, and the two of them lay down on the bed.

"Sweetie, go to sleep. You're all grown up now. It's not good for you to sleep with Naoki."

On the evening of December 18th, a 120-meter-long luxury yacht was sailing in the waters off the Nile (Egypt) in the Mediterranean Sea, carrying dozens of wealthy passengers, including two women who had been circumnavigating the globe for more than three months.

Saki Toyokawa and Asuka Kudo, the two women, had slightly darker skin than when they left Japan. Over the past three months, they had traveled from North America to South America, then to Africa, and finally to Europe.

The sea breeze tousled the two women's long hair, and it also stirred their longing to return home.

"Asuka, how about we go back to Japan for the New Year?"

Asuka Kudo reached out and tried to catch a seagull that flew by.

“Okay, I’ve been homesick for the past three months. So much has happened in Japan, we should go back and see.”

"Ah."

Even while traveling this month, they were somewhat apprehensive, hearing news of air battles in Tokyo and coups raging, all of which happened suddenly and ended overnight, and in many of these incidents, a certain person was involved.

Kudo Asuka asked.

"Saki, what do you think Naoki is doing right now?"

"I don't know, maybe he's working, maybe he's drinking, or maybe he's even with a woman."

"."

Just then, two white men approached.

"Two beautiful ladies from the East, would we have the honor of inviting you?"

The two men, both under 40, were very handsome and dressed in ways that clearly indicated they were either rich or noble.

Just when they thought the other party wouldn't refuse, the two women refused decisively.

"Sorry, we're busy."

"Sorry, I was spacing out."

The two men looked at each other, bewildered. What kind of answer was that? If you're too busy, fine, but what's with this "daydreaming" nonsense?
But being able to board this ship meant they must have some wealth, so the two men wouldn't be so persistent as to pester them, especially since there seemed to be two men staring at them menacingly from a distance.

The two menacing-looking individuals were none other than Abe's forces, whom Naoki Hanyu had invited.

"excuse me."

The two white men slunk away, trying to find their next prey.

The yacht continued on, cruising on the unusually calm surface of the Mediterranean Sea. Along the way, a convoy of five medium-sized vessels passed by. According to the tourists' conversation, the convoy seemed to be a volunteer fleet supporting the Sara region.

Although the tourists thought the other side was just throwing eggs against rocks, since the oil-producing country's military wouldn't let the leftists get in the way, they still admired those who were willing to take practical action.

You may say it's nonsense, but it's rare to find someone who is willing to put their words into practice.

At 11 p.m., just as most of the people on the yacht were asleep, an explosion was suddenly heard on the distant sea, followed by a bright red light.

The commotion startled many people, who flocked to the ship's side to gaze into the distance. The captain and crew were also somewhat at a loss.

"Immediate return to Port Said (a port on the Mediterranean Sea near the Suez Canal)."

"Yes."

As the yacht was heading back, the radar first detected an approaching vessel, and then a distress signal came through the public radio channel.

"Our ship is taking on water and sinking. We hope your ship can provide assistance."

According to the United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea, the 1979 International Convention on Maritime Search and Rescue, the International Convention for the Safety of Life at Sea, and the 1910 Salvage Convention.

Rescue of personnel from distressed vessels at sea is a mandatory obligation under international law, with the core objective of ensuring the safety of human life.

The yacht then turned back and soon spotted the target in need of rescue: a medium-sized vessel that had been attacked.

At this moment, many people on the deck of the other ship were shouting and yelling.

"Help! Help! The boat is taking on water and sinking!"

"Those demons are coming! Help!"

When they realized who the other party was, the people on the yacht were a little at a loss. They knew who the other party was; it was the humanitarian convoy that had just passed by.

The only force capable of attacking them is the navy of oil-producing countries.

The captain's expression was grave. Something was wrong. The oil-producing country's navy hadn't attacked in the first four attacks; they'd just gone up and taken people away. Some were released later, while others remained imprisoned, depending on their fame and influence.

Logically speaking, rescuing these people would be asking for trouble, but the other party said the ship was going to sink. With more than 100 humanitarian volunteers on board, could they really just stand by and watch them sink into the sea?
Ultimately, the captain solicited the passengers' opinions via the public address system. If they objected, he could refuse them with a clear conscience without getting into big trouble, even if it meant violating various conventions.

If he agrees and there are no further problems afterward, he can complete his work with honor, and if something goes wrong, he won't have to bear all the responsibility.

The results came out quickly: 9% of the passengers agreed.

After all, the surrounding waters are strictly speaking Nile territorial waters. Their ship is different from humanitarians, so the oil-producing country's navy should, probably, maybe won't cause trouble.

The ship quickly reported the situation to the Nile Coast Guard, hoping to get their help. They only began to take action after receiving a reply requesting support.

(End of this chapter)