Major Celebrity Arrested in Drug Case as Police Raid Hoarder’s Apartment

I raided the singer’s apartment, and I was completely speechless. A luxury seaside condominium had been turned into a full-fledged hoarder’s house.

The singer had rented all three units on the top floor. The balconies normally have partitions so that, in an emergency, people can break through to escape to the neighboring unit. In this case, all the partitions had been knocked down, allowing free access between the rooms via the balcony—and every room was overflowing with stuff.

One of the rooms appeared to have been dedicated entirely to the singer’s pet dog, with so much feces scattered around that there was barely space to step. It made me feel nauseated.

I’ll never forget the middle room.

There was a lotion bath.

The bathtub was filled about one-third with milky lotion, with a black vibrator floating inside. Just recalling it makes my appetite vanish.

The real estate agent managing the building accompanied us during the raid. Seeing the dog-feces–covered room, he muttered in disbelief:

“How much is it going to cost to clean this up?”

When it comes to drugs and sex, I also drew on my experience working at the Yotsuya Police Station. In that jurisdiction lies Shinjuku’s 2-Chome district. During an investigation of habitual drug users among homosexual men, one suspect remarked that the stronger the sexual drive, the more it’s directed toward the same sex. He added, “There’s a kind of ‘psychological game’ in heterosexual sex. With men, there’s no unnecessary game, so you can focus purely on the act.” I never fully understood what he meant by psychological game.

Even as a drug G-man who commanded respect, I often chose to refrain from arresting certain cases. Some handsome entertainers still active on TV today were spared.

For instance, we once caught a habitual male drug user in flagrante. A celebrity was present at the scene. But, like Yonekura-san mentioned earlier, the man had marijuana hidden in his underwear. In such a case, it’s difficult to prosecute for joint possession.

At the time, there was no crime for marijuana use; the only option was possession. Even if a urine test came back positive, that alone did not justify an arrest. We searched the car thoroughly but found no evidence to prove joint possession. Therefore, the celebrity was not arrested.

Arresting celebrities may bring recognition and value, but forcing arrests without meeting the legal requirements was something I despised and prohibited while on duty. Arrests without proper grounds went against my principles.

The same applied when we received a tip about a drug party in Roppongi. It was said that a well-known rock singer and a heavyweight fighter were attending. We arrested a young woman participating as a companion. She had been given meth on the spot and was completely ruined by the time we caught her in Shibuya. She had been having sex after receiving meth from yakuza members.

Even reviewing her phone didn’t reveal the names of the other attendees, but it contained a note with the date and details of the Roppongi party—matching the dates we had investigated. So the event definitely occurred. But the girl was so damaged by drugs that her testimony lacked credibility—there was no way it could hold up in court. We had to give up.

Countless celebrities have unknowingly escaped prosecution and legal consequences.

—From FRIDAY, combined issue March 27–April 3, 2026

(Next issue: “Smuggling, Spies. Deadly Struggles with Underground Organizations”)