Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

No matter if they are white leftists, communist leftists, or even the most anti-American extreme rightists in the Empire, as long as they dare to oppose the United States, Israel, or the war, they are all targets of surveillance and physical criticism by the Ministry of Public Security. The Ministry of Public Security has also been monitoring the victims of major earthquakes, nuclear explosions, and veterans' appeal groups in Japan for a long time, and has dealt a heavy blow to them, telling them to shut up physically and online, and not to affect "national affairs."

In short, it is time for the dog spies to display their daily characteristics and beat up the Japanese anti-war left.

"Those post-war veterans and earthquake victims have been protesting for decades. Haven't they had enough? The time and energy spent on appealing disputes would be enough to buy a house if they worked, right?"

"They must have received money from foreigners, which is why they keep making such a fuss."

"The students only know how to make trouble. We are protecting the peace, security and stability of Japanese society."

Most people are chattering and noisy.

At this time, Zhongjing Ryota turned around and asked Li Xinghe:

"Master, where are your subordinates?"

"Are you going to send a group of girls to arrest students?"

"What's the big deal? Women have many uses. It's their duty to sacrifice themselves for the country." Ryota Nakagen gave a disgusting smile.

Li Xinghe controlled his anger, knowing that he shouldn't fall into the other party's verbal trap at this time, and instead started personal attacks:

"Section Chief Nakagami is from Hiroshima, right? The Americans used Hiroshima residents for nuclear radiation tests, and they did that for more than a decade. Why haven't you ever been seen barking at the dogs to blow up America? Did someone in your family also get taken for nuclear tests, died, and was forced to be dissected, becoming a tool on the test bench?"

This sentence was indeed vicious, and it stung Liao Tai's face so much that it turned green.

"You have left-leaning tendencies!" He trembled and used the most vicious words to humiliate Li Xinghe.

However, Li Xinghe is really a Communist.

He directly hung out the golden amulet:

"Bullshit, I'm American."

Zhonggen Liaota suddenly became depressed, shrank to one side and stopped talking.

It is probably difficult for modern netizens to understand the destructive power of this sentence.

"I am an American", this sentence represents heaven, paradise on earth, and the spiritual holy land that the Japanese can never enjoy. This represents the dream future that the Japanese can only dream of but cannot obtain, but the other side can enjoy it easily from birth. Their mentality is similar to the inferiority mentality of "I hope to be born in America in my next life" and "It is better to die in America than to be born in Tokyo University" multiplied by ten times the power, which is engraved in their thoughts and memories since childhood. In front of Americans, the Japanese are born to be inferior.

When the meeting ended, Shirai Toshiaki yelled at Li Xinghe:

"Xinghe, come out!"

The white-haired old man took Li Xinghe to the office and started to scold him: "As the only successor to the minister, how could you do such a thing? You are really..."

"I..."

"Without me, this mission would have been given to you, but now I want to pick you out and train your roots."

The police officers outside were laughing. Although the young master had many connections, it was really satisfying to see him being scolded again.

The police officers went back to work.

Instead of getting the task, Li Xinghe was scolded. After going downstairs, he found that his car was gone.

"Where's my car?"

"I'll ask someone to tow it to a cooperative unit for repair. You don't think that Tokyo allows cars in such an accident to be on the road, do you?" Kanazawa Kohei, who was passing by, reminded him.

Helpless, Li Xinghe looked around and found that he had no car available.

Just when he was about to call Li Daiyao or Gao Tiao Satsuki to pick him up, a luxurious Mercedes-Benz car stopped in front of him.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Kunibu Makabe's large almond-shaped eyes. She smiled and said, "I was just passing by, and it seemed like you were in some trouble?"

"Well, I need to borrow the car."

"Then get in the car."

Li Xinghe took a quick look and found that the woman driving the car was actually his financial secretary.

No, how can you let her drive?

"Ah? A new generation girl?"

In the car, Makabe Kunibu smiled and asked:

"I would like to borrow your financial secretary to help with the oil project plan. You should have no objection, right? I occasionally visit the foundation where you work. I didn't expect that you hired two secretaries, one to work for you and one to manage your money, but you are not at your post."

"No, I don't mind."

Li Xinghe shook his head and got in the car.

He no longer cared why Kunibu Makabe was entering and leaving his foundation, or what she was observing.

Under the guidance of Li Xinghe, the car drove towards the Meiji Jingu Shrine Gardens.

A large group of students gathered here.

On the way, Li Xinghe had already explained in advance why they came here. He wanted to remind the students to run quickly.

When the new generation girl Hui Na wanted to jump out of the car to warn the students to escape quickly, Li Xinghe grabbed her skirt and pulled her back from the car window.

"Wait, there's a problem. Many of these people are not students at all. They are wearing black scarves, sportswear and sports bags. This is not a flash mob protest, but a deliberate attempt to cause trouble."

Li Xinghe's words made the new generation girl Hui Na and Kunibu Makabe in the back seat immediately alert.

I never thought that there would be rioters in Tokyo.

Because Li Xinghe saw Xin Zexing in the crowd.

This former gangster leader who was also an informant for the CIA Tokyo Station and the Public Security Bureau, and who sold all kinds of addictive drugs and narcotics in Tokyo, was among the protesting college students. He was wandering around in the crowd with a group of rioters who were obviously deliberately provoking trouble.

Soon after, the police arrived to suppress them.

The dog spies got out of the car in suits and began ordering the students to leave the scene.

Then began the daily protest routine in Tokyo, with students and police swearing at each other across barriers, calling each other "Baka".

But the problem is that those who came to suppress the protest today were not the police, but the public security bureau.

Those who came to protest today were not students, but a large number of violent gangsters were mixed in.

This is really like a dung beetle meeting dung, it's fate.

In the face of the escalating fight deliberately instigated by violent rioters, the police were beaten back by stones and sticks.

The furious police didn't care that this was in public and called their thugs to beat the students hard, leaving their faces covered in blood.

The violent elements who had been stirring up trouble had already fled, and the only ones who reappeared here were reporters from major newspapers, who took pictures of the police officers' evil deeds.

Seeing them like this, Li Xinghe knew that things were getting serious.

The in-car computer kept refreshing the news platform. Kunibu Makabe kept clicking his fingers and spoke as fast as bullets:

“Looking at major news platforms, the headlines are all about police beating or even killing students.”

"Someone posted an internal police database online, revealing a large number of police ID cards, addresses and salary records."

"Oh, someone shared online how to harass the families of police officers. Stalking children, vandalizing houses and setting fires, harassing family members. The number of views was abnormally high, and it was even on the hot search list."

At this moment, Japan's Internet seemed to have suddenly become a puppet of the United States, constantly providing the CIA with the news they needed according to their demands.

What people all over Japan are experiencing at this moment is what the French felt during the Yellow Vest Movement.

Li Xinghe is certain that a huge anti-government movement will break out in Tokyo, just like the French yellow vests, the Hong Kong Island black violence, and the British anti-immigrant riots. People who are familiar with this process will not be unfamiliar with it. Provoking the police and the people to confront each other, attacking the police and setting up riot groups to cause destruction everywhere, the result will either be that the people are beaten up, causing a huge social rift, or overthrowing the current government.

After many iterations, the CIA's process has reached perfection, but because of this, many countries have realized the problem. For example, Kazakhstan directly cut off the Internet and power supply across the country and sent troops to suppress it, which was an easy solution.

But the question is, why Tokyo?

During the May 525 struggle, the U.S. military sent troops to suppress the center-left coalition in Japan, which should have been over. Now the CIA Tokyo Station wants to use the left wing to start a war between police and civilians and a terrorist confrontation. What is it trying to do?

Want to ruin Japan's left-wing advantage in the general election? But the more you do this, won't you just give more votes to the left?

Li Xinghe fell into deep thought.

"The CIA Tokyo Station has been silent for more than a month and is finally about to take action."

Kunibu Makabe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, had a twinkling look in her eyes. She murmured a question in a low voice:

“Who is scheming against whom?”

The author says:

Author's note: Thank you for your support. Today I updated 8000 words. I don't want to split it up if it gets too long.

Chapter 347: Mom is forced into a corner

Hiding in the corner, Li Xinghe raised his mobile phone and kept taking photos and videos, recording several rioters that he was paying special attention to.

boom!

While the three people in the car were still wondering what had happened, a bullet came from nowhere and hit the column of the vehicle.

"Fuck you, Major General Moise..."

Li Xinghe's heart tightened, and he held down the new generation girl Huina, letting her lie in his arms. He tilted his body to drive the steering wheel, switched the accelerator and brake according to the firmness of the new generation girl Huina's thighs, and drove away in the Mercedes-Benz luxury car.

Gunshots rang out at the scene for a moment, and the riot leaders in the team turned black and white at the right time:

"Police shot!"

"A police officer shot and killed someone!"

The students who were dragged in and did not know the truth, as well as the terrorists who were intentional, faced the police who were not clean to begin with, and the fight was now indistinguishable. The dim light of the evening made it difficult to distinguish who was who. In the darkness, ordinary people represented by Xin Zegen killed the normal people around them, firing several shots to kill and injure several students before running away.

In order to drive faster, Li Xinghe pinched the butt of the new generation girl Huina, and drove for several kilometers before hitting a curb and stopping the car.

Although the new generation woman Hui Na has the ability to deceive men, she was still terrified when she saw a gunshot for the first time and trembled in Li Xinghe's arms.

"Are not you afraid?"

In the darkness, Kokubun Makabe opened his eyes wide and replied calmly:

"I am naturally lacking in such emotions."

She asked back

"You have no contact with CIA headquarters?"

Li Xinghe looked back:

"what?!"

Kokubun Makabe was even more puzzled by Li Xinghe's surprise:

"I've been listening to you talk about those people and things. Even if I know a little bit, I should know what's going on. After studying your social network, contacts, work location and car driving records, I gradually found that you have excessive interactions with Americans. You just mentioned the military attaché Major General Moise. The notebooks you left with Cho Yeol-suk contain information about the diplomatic situation in South Korea and East Asia. I also found that you always appeared at the US military base when there were major fluctuations in Japanese society in recent months. It's not difficult to guess that you are related to the legendary CIA, right?"

In short, in order to explore this mysterious character, Li Xinghe, Kunibu Makabe accumulated a lot of big data and got to know all his details.

Facing this second young lady who majored in intelligence analysis, Li Xinghe smiled bitterly:

"I do have some cooperation with the CIA. Whether you are afraid or not, call Sister Yue first and tell mom and the others to avoid the riot area."

“Eina, call my sister Hinako and Takajo Satsuki and have them notify important people.”

Li Xinghe also picked up his phone and hurriedly called Dongchuan Xueshi who might still be in the apartment: "Xueshi, avoid the vicinity of Akechi Shrine and Shibuya Street when going out today. A black riot suspected to be manipulated by the CIA has broken out outside. A large number of rioters are wreaking havoc everywhere, be careful..."

The phone was hung up on the spot, and Higashikawa Yukimi hurriedly called to find her mother.

Li Xinghe then called everyone in turn to warn them, whether it was Maria, Fuji Rie, Zhao Lieshu, or Maria, Enola, Valeriya, etc. Zhao Lieshu pulled him aside to talk for several words and asked him to find time to see her.

After everyone took turns calling to report the incident, Kunibu Yueya sent a text message.

"We will sleep in the Ministry of Justice today. Your sister is here too. The little girl from the Miyake family is in Kanoichi Hidemi's office. Don't leave tonight. Protect my sister."

It's over.

Li Xinghe wanted to refuse, but Kunibu Makabe also received the same text message. She smiled and took Li Xinghe back to Kunibu's single-family house in the downtown area.

The new generation girl Hui Na ran away halfway. She felt that the Maleki Foundation was safer, mainly because she was afraid that Li Xinghe would take away her virginity.

"I'm sorry, the guest room hasn't been cleaned for a long time. You can sleep in my sister's room tonight."

Li Xinghe was arranged to sleep in Kunibu Tsukiya's room, and Kunibu Makabe specially sent him the bedding from the guest room. He specifically asked:

“Why are you investigating me?”

"I'm just very curious. Excuse me, good night."

Kokubu Makabe tilted his head, and his mind recalled the night in Niigata Prefecture when Li Xinghe fucked Kanoike Hanaemei so hard that she moaned with resentment, longing, and tears.

She said, exiting the room.

Li Xinghe always felt that the look in Kokubun Makabe's eyes when he left was like that familiar emoticon: