The Millionaire Detective – Balance: UNLIMITED

I had a father and a mother.

I believe I had a happy childhood.

However, after one fateful day,

everything changed.

Huh?

What's up? Big case, Hoshino?

Nah. Not really.

After that day, the world felt hollow.

I was bored by every facet of my life.

Nothing excited me.

Morning.

That's weird.

Man, these pop up ads sure are insane, am I right?

The guys in the First Division were sure in a hurry.

Have you heard anything?

'Bout them? Not really.

Hello, Modern Crimes Force.

In Japan...

...I found purpose.

Right. We'll take care of it.

Chief, the Security Department says

they're short on manpower.

They want a couple of us to head to

the Classic Car Festival in Ginza.

Okay. I trust you'll take care of it.

I'm happy to go myself.

But I could use some backup.

I'm not surprised they're poaching from our staff.

Like we've got nothing better to do!

Kamei.

Can't, I just found a website I need to look into.

I was told that Motoyama from Security is working the scene.

Sacchan's there? You can count on me, Kato!

Well, we'll be back by 1700 hours.

My name is...

...Daisuke Kambe.

There's a fancy bar around here.

Apparently the First Investigation Division dudes

hang out there.

Oh!

You should know since you used to be in the First Division--

Sorry.

Hm? What's that? Looks impressive.

Nobody with a respectable lifestyle

would own a car like that.

Bet this shop would work.

Nah.

The joint we scouted earlier is much better than this one.

You think so?

You sure you're not just chickening out on me?

Quite the scene we've got here.

Apparently, the prince of the Abura Emirates

is in the show.

Heard he's a speed demon

who buys cars on a whim with his family's oil money.

Hmph. Is it just me, or is this procession way too long?

Hm. More importantly, where's Motoyama?

This sucks.

We get worked to the bone for chump change

and these spoiled millionaires ride around in luxury.

Makes me crazy.

Money isn't everything.

We do this because we believe in justice.

Yeah, yeah, I've heard it before.

Talk like that's probably why you got booted from the First.

What was that?!

Hey, look.

Speaking of the devil.

Maybe here?

No way.

That guy definitely knows some judo.

I can tell by his ears.

It's not like we're helpless.

Don't underestimate martial arts!

Judo chokeholds are hardcore.

He could take us down in an instant.

Are you even into this?

Well, yeah, babe, of course.

Not good. We're flying blind here.

Only 35 minutes left until noon.

Hoshino!

Fill me in!

Our investigation has nothing to do with you.

So there is a case.

Yeah, one for us in the First Division,

not the flunkies they brought in as backup.

Go look for some lost kids.

Uh? Hey, what are you doing?

The man suspected of targeting the prince

with an explosive device has been located.

Target is fleeing, currently in Ginza District One,

heading towards Tokyo Station. Repeat...

What the hell is going on here?

Like I said,

this case has nothing to do with your department.

Suspect is in custody!

I repeat, suspect is in custody!

Perfect.

The security guard looks like a grampa.

Think again. Veteran guards are the worst.

If he's this old, imagine how much experience

he's gotten over the years.

Maybe we'll find a place guarded by a frail little girl.

I'm over this.

Huh? No, Yoko, wait!

You'd best let me go.

You're seriously just gonna abandon me?

It's not my fault you used up all the syndicate's money!

Which you spent on other girls, I might add!

I'm begging you, Yoko.

I'm in way over my head with those guys.

If you leave me now, then...

Hey! Think that place could work?

Looks bougie, and not a security guard in sight!

If there was advance warning of a possible murder,

why didn't you make them cancel the event?

Naturally, we suggested they call it off.

But the Kantei nixed the idea.

The prince is next in line to become king,

and they insisted he come to Japan at this time.

So, postpone the event and have him come alone.

Human lives are at stake here!

You haven't changed a bit.

You're in a lower division now.

Why not stop clinging to that naive sense of justice?

The police operate as a public office.

We have to be on good terms with the government.

You're certain about this?

Wouldn't you maybe prefer the first or second division?

No. I'd like the role I asked for.

Yes, of course.

Hm?

No, I'm fine.

Huh?

It's me.

What? You arrested him?

What about the bomb?

No one move!

Hands above your heads!

Put all the money and jewelry you've got in this bag.

Yoko! We don't really need the jewelry.

Might as well take everything while we're here.

Hurry it up!

Um, sorry. We don't have any jewelry.

You mocking me, ya prick?!

There's a ton of--

Those are chocolates.

Huh. They're not very sweet.

No, sir, we're actually famous for our dark chocolate.

Those samples are made of 75 percent cacao.

Mm, yum!

The explosives appear to still be

in the vehicle the suspect parked along the route.

We're looking for a white van

with "Fukunishi Cleaning" on the sides.

I repeat, the explosives appear to

still be in the vehicle the suspect parked along the route.

We're looking for a white van

with "Fukunishi Cleaning" on the sides.

That's it!

Sacchan!

Are you okay?

I am.

Thank goodness.

Hey, you! What do you think you're doing?

Shut up!

We gotta go!

Uh, let's see.

This one has a key in it! Quick!

No.

Sacchan...

My dear,

I always thought of you as the...

Kamei?

Please, you can't...

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Stand up, dummy.

A paint bullet?