Tokyo Detective

Chapter 472 The CIA Thinks It's Great Again

"Take it."

"Yes."

Despite his doubts, Ryota Morinaga still decided to meet this big shot who had lost his influence in Japan.

"Jacob Bernus, is there something you need?"

"Hey, Prime Minister, you're being too cold. After all, we've worked together many times."

Ryo Morinaga had no interest in idle chatter.

"I'm very busy now."

"I know you're in a bad situation right now, so I'm here to help you."

Ryota Morinaga was taken aback. If he were confident of victory, he certainly wouldn't have made a deal with the other party before becoming the real prime minister. But given his current situation, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to listen.

"How can you help me?"

"Let's see if you can win. If you lose, the CIA can help you launch a protest against election fraud, and we can even storm the Prime Minister's residence. Then you can arrest a few rioting MPs."

Ryota Morinaga stared wide-eyed in disbelief. How dare that intelligence chief across from him say such outrageous things?

This is Japan, not Mao Zedong or Kyrgyzstan. How could he dare to launch a "color revolution" on Japanese soil?

“You’re insane, Jacob Bernus.”

"Don't get agitated, my old friend. I'm just offering a suggestion."

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Jacob Bernus and the others calmed down before speaking again.

"I'm doing this for your own good. You've already foreseen the consequences of losing this election, haven't you? It won't be the peaceful competition we usually see anymore; it'll be a cutthroat, life-or-death struggle. The conflict in neighboring South Korea serves as a cautionary tale. Don't you know what happened to that cunning, ruthless guy?"

A hawk's gaze and a wolf's glance?

Ryota Morinaga instantly remembered who it was.

Li MingX
This South Korean president is indeed capable, and quite capable at that, but he is a truly despicable person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

After he stepped down, his party couldn't compete with his opponents, and when his opponents came to power, he was retaliated against and purged by someone surnamed Wen, experiencing the same methods he had used to drive his enemies to their deaths.

Jacob Bernus reminded him again.

"No, I think you guys are even stronger than the neighbors this time. The loser might face a full-scale attack from the opponent. At that time, it's hard to say what will happen to the Prime Minister's friends and family, or even yourself."

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Ryota Morinaga was indeed persuaded and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"What do you want, and to what extent can you do it?"

"What I want is very simple: cooperate with us to completely wipe out the Youth Salvation Association, kill Naoki Hanyu, and return to the close relationship between our two countries that we had 20 years ago."

Jacob Bernus spoke with great confidence. In his and his associates’ view, the loss of the Youth Salvation Society was no longer a threat. After all, most of the victories were the work of the Youth Salvation Society, and who wouldn’t be wary of the terrifying power of a single man forming an army?

But that was all in the past. Now, although the so-called Earth Destruction has become the new Heavenly Punishment, and the Youth Association claims that Earth Destruction is no weaker than Heavenly Punishment, it has no battle record.

America, through testing the data of Thor's power armor, concluded that Tenchu's strength was probably not entirely due to the power armor, but rather because he himself was an incredibly powerful monster. Therefore, she did not believe that Dimexie was also such a powerful being.

They dare not send a large number of people to Japan unless they are punished by Heaven. They can only watch helplessly as the opposition party, which is not so pro-American, comes to power. At that time, the Democratic Party will definitely not tolerate their rampant behavior in Japan. The international situation has changed, and it is even more unthinkable for them to regain control of Japan.

As for Naoki Hanyu, they never considered him a big problem, even if Naoki Hanyu could kill Tenchu, which would prove that he was stronger.

However, it is easy to dodge a spear in the open, but difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark. Finding an opportunity for assassination is not too difficult; it just depends on whether America makes up her mind. Now they have made up their minds.

After thinking it over, Morinaga Ryota realized that only the third condition was problematic. The other conditions were actually in his favor. He hated the National Salvation Youth Association and Hanyu Naoki. It was they who had dragged him to the edge of an abyss, where the next step was an abyss.

"I promise you."

"Haha, it's a pleasure to work with you, Your Excellency."

Ryota Morinaga interrupted.

"I need to know how much power you have in Japan."

"Of course."

Soon, Ryota Morinaga was shocked and his eyes widened. When did America accumulate so much power in Japan? Two of the six major television stations had affairs with America, and there were many other media outlets as well.

Some youth organizations, environmental groups, gender organizations, etc. in China are all receiving funding from America's three major organizations: the CIA, the Agency for International Development, and the National Endowment for Democracy—three notorious entities.

Besides that, what Morinaga Ryo found most unbelievable was that several high-ranking members of the defense force were also America's people.

Isn't this a clear case of being thoroughly infiltrated? As a former minister and now the interim prime minister, he had absolutely no idea.

too frightening.

After hanging up the phone, Jacob Bernus first called President Win.

"Mr. President, the matter you requested has been agreed to by the Japanese side, and it can be carried out after the election results are released."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, this is what I should do."

After hanging up with Winning King, Jacob Bernus dialed another number.

"General, the Japanese have agreed."

The so-called general was George Eisenhower, the commander of the Army Materiel Command, a four-star general. He represented the deeply entrenched core power behind the American military, which had been established since World War II, and even President America could not influence them.

"What about King Ying's side?"

"Don't worry, the president is unaware of our deeper operations."

On the other end of the phone, George Eisenhower puffed on a cigar and looked out the window.

“This time, we share most of the same ideas as Winning King, but he may not necessarily want to kill Naoki Hanyu. So you must remember to keep it absolutely secret and only let trusted people participate. Our super soldier plan has reached the most critical step and we need Naoki Hanyu’s body.”

"Understood, for America's sake."

"Great again for America."

The call ended again, and Jacob Bernos called someone he trusted in Japan.

Adolf Andres, the CIA's Neon station chief, was the son of Jacob Bernus, a former colleague and friend of Jacob Bernus. Both were military personnel, so the son of a comrade-in-arms was naturally considered one of their own.

"Adolf, how are you doing in Japan?"

“Jacob has a long-term plan. I’m doing very well in Japan. Everything is normal. No external forces have found our hidden tentacles.”

"I trust your capabilities. There are new plans for Japan, and we need the full cooperation of your Japanese CIA branch."

"Yes, I will follow all arrangements made by the organization."

"Okay, I'll send you a list in a bit. Have your agents contact them quietly and act immediately after the results of the Japanese election. There will be a transport ship docking at Yokosuka base in three days. The equipment can't stay at the base for long, so arrange for contact persons and storage locations."

"clear."

"Work hard, and if you get it done, you'll be the head of the Japanese branch."

"Yes, thank you very much for the promotion, Director."

After hanging up the phone, Adolf Andres couldn't help but look troubled.

"Why target the Youth Association? Wouldn't it be better to just kill Naoki Hanyu? I'm a member of the Youth Association too."

Adolf hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up his phone and sent a message to an unknown number. Having betrayed someone once, betraying them again wouldn't matter much, since his future and life were the most important things. Otherwise, being exposed would definitely be a crime of treason.

An hour later, Naoki Hanyu saw the message and called Adolf.

"Adolf, thank you very much for your contributions to the organization."

"That's only right, I'm also a member of the organization."

Naoki Hanyu, who was lying in the hospital, smiled.

"The organization will remember your contributions, but for the organization's future, we still need you to find out the CIA's plans, such as that transport ship carrying special weapons."

"I'll find out and send it to you. Um, I also wanted to ask if Tianzhu is really dead?"

Naoki Hanyu's tone became serious.

"The first generation of Tianzhu is indeed dead, but you don't need to worry. The second generation of Tianzhu is stronger than the previous generation. I believe you will soon see his achievements surpassing his predecessor."

"That puts me at ease."

After hanging up the phone, Naoki Hanyu's expression turned strange. Good heavens, America had gone to such lengths. Protesting the election results was no small matter, and America herself had even been involved in the Capitol Hill incident.

It's said that America actually wanted to kill him. Did Ivanka's father, King Win, know about this? If he did, he really is an ungrateful wretch.

Just as Naoki Hanyu was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the hospital room door.

"Senior, may I come in?"

"come in."

Naoki Hanyu plans to stay in the hospital for two days to prepare for his performance, and then go out to vote on election day.

The door opened, and Fujiwara Mai walked in wearing a casual long dress. The fitted dress accentuated her slender waist and sexy, pert buttocks.

This figure is already very impressive, and with her full breasts bulging out, the two buttons look like they might break off at any moment, creating a visual impact on men comparable to a nuclear bomb.

Fujiwara Mai sat on the edge of the bed, bending down to tidy up her things. Suddenly, a button finally gave way and popped off, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin. The button almost hit someone on the head.

Naoki Hanyu caught the button and said speechlessly.

"Mai, what brings you here?"

"I took leave to come and take care of my senior. This is the nutritious lunch I made."

Fujiwara Mai opened the lunchbox, revealing a variety of nourishing foods, then picked up a piece and held it to someone's mouth.

"what"

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Naoki Hanyu was truly speechless and could only swallow the food whole before offering his explanation.

"I'm not really disabled, I don't need to be fed."

"Didn't you say yesterday that your right arm couldn't be moved for the time being? Does that mean you don't like the food I made?"

The purple-haired policewoman looked sobbing and pitiful, a demeanor she couldn't have achieved four years ago.

Seeing his apprentice putting on an act, Naoki Hanyu could only let him raise his sickbed and feed him. The aftereffects of using 400% of his Dragon Fist yesterday were quite numerous; his fists were weak and it took half an hour to recover. But the power was truly formidable—one punch collapsed an obsolete bridge.

If you want to avoid affecting combat, you can probably only use between 200% and 300% of Vitamin C.

(End of this chapter)