Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Li Xinghe patted his pistol.

Musashi Hachiman sighed:

"This may work in America, but you are already back home. The Metropolitan Police Department's annual inspection has a project, which requires you to choose between kendo and judo. If you fail, then..."

Li Xinghe suddenly became alert.

Damn it, he actually forgot such an important thing.

As a dog spy who entered the police force through an unconventional channel, he also has to comply with the basic police regulations and undergo various assessments such as police daily norms and physical fighting skills. The special thing about Japanese police is that they have to take kendo or judo courses.

If he fails in the assessment, it will be a big problem as his opponents will gang up on him for not meeting police standards.

He could only be honest:

"Okay, I'll go when I'm done."

Musashi Hachimane patted her backpack and said, "I'll wait for you."

She just sat across from the desk, took out her game console, and looked very unromantic.

Suddenly, another round of footsteps was heard.

Yamato Ker appeared across the office.

She stared in amazement as Li Xinghe was surrounded by women on both sides, and there was another person on the desk who was making eye contact with him.

The rich little girl frowned slightly:

"I'll sit down too?"

Li Xinghe kicked the table speechlessly:

"Please sit on the table."

But it was obvious that Yamato Ker's height meant that if she wanted to sit on the table, someone had to pick her up.

So Yamato Ker ran over and stepped hard on Li Xinghe's foot, then ran away angrily with a pout.

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Author's note: Thank you for your support. Sorry for being 1 minute late.

Chapter 330 Brother, You Smell So Good

The office looked messy.

Tsukishima Nansa received 50 US dollars from Li Xinghe, holding her phone and a thick stack of money with trepidation. She fiddled with her phone, anxious about when to send those private couple photos that seemed to have a second spring in their lives, and was afraid that her daughter or others would find out. As for how to write a love tweet, she had no idea.

She was feeling uneasy here, and on the other side, Ryuzaki Hibara's mind was even more confused.

As the inspector of the ninth department of the Public Security Department, she suddenly went from being a high-ranking female leader to a high-ranking female leader. In this forbidden relationship that could already be called incestuous, she felt like a drifting boat with no one to rely on. She glanced at Li Xinghe, who was still explaining the basic spy operations to Tsukishima Nansa:

"Don't deposit this money in the bank yet. Take it out for the child in a few days. If the Foreign Affairs Department comes to you again with the private photos you posted, you can say that you want to consider giving the child a better future. They will then take out the photos of me entangled with other women, so that you will turn love into hatred and decide to take revenge. You must remember that the emotions of this transition must be in place, otherwise I will take you to practice your acting skills..."

As the son of a director, Li Xinghe's current plan relies heavily on Tsukishima Nansa's acting skills.

But it was obviously difficult for Tsukishima Nansa to bear. After much hesitation, she even wanted to back out, sent the money back and said, "Why don't I just quit..."

However, this didn't work for Li Xinghe. He forced the money back:

"That won't do! How can I overwhelm the Foreign Affairs Department if I don't set up a big trap for them? Don't leave after get off work. I'll take you to practice love."

"Ah? I still have to pick up the kids. Let's talk about it tomorrow...tomorrow!"

Poor third squad leader, he was so embarrassed that he could only stand up and run away.

For the Japanese, Li Xinghe's attitude was too hot, and his passionate appearance scared away the old women.

"No wonder you've been having trouble in the department, silly woman."

Long Qi Yun Que was disdainful and stood up to show the document to Li Xinghe:

"It's written."

Li Xinghe read it and found nothing wrong, so he asked her to give it to the Financial Services Department. This so-called official response, in a sense, was really just a response. It was mainly used to shut up the Financial Services Department.

So, Ryuzaki Hibari also left.

However, when she was about to go to the Financial Services Agency to submit the response offline instead of putting it into the fax machine, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up nearby.

The car door opened and Chiyo Hinahi's secretary Sato Airi smiled and invited her to get in.

After Ryuzaki Hibara got on the bus, he saw Chiyo Hinahiki and Mami Kaoru as expected. The two beautiful mothers were wearing sunglasses and sitting side by side in the back seat.

"lady..."

"Let me see what the Financial Services Agency is accusing my son of doing?" Chiyo Hinahiki stretched out her hand gracefully.

Ryuzaki Hibari couldn't resist and handed over the document.

Flipping through and checking, the two mothers were talking in Chinese of varying degrees in front of Ryuuzaki Hibari. Chiyo Hinahime was very proficient, but Mami Kaoru was a little awkward.

Chiyo Hinahiki said: "It seems that the rumors are true. He actually had the money to sponsor Prime Minister Koizumi's campaign, and he unexpectedly succeeded. Originally, this opportunity should have gone to Takaichi Sanae or Ishiba Shigeru."

"Sanae Takaichi is too radical to be elected, but Shigeru Ishiba should have had a chance. He has already won over many small factions, but to no avail. Where does this kid get so much money? Can the Americans really give so much?" Mami Fumio felt something was wrong. With the ability of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, they only need to file a case to investigate the flow of funds, but that is her child.

At the critical moment, Chiyo Hinahiki curled her lips and stopped her sister's questioning:

"Never mind. The question now is, what other benefits did he get?"

"We need to conduct a thorough trial."

Following Chiyo Hinahi's line of thought, Mami Kaoru began to think.

Chiyo Hinahi pulled the curtains of the carriage and gave a cold but powerful smile:

"Yes, but we must also be careful of wolves and vicious dogs."

Ryuzaki Hibara sat in the passenger seat, shivering.

......

On the other side is the sports field of the Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Department 9th Division.

The Musashi Hachimane girl was wearing shorts and a bra, and while warming up, she gave Li Xinghe some economic knowledge about judo.

Judo, as a fighting skill that was born just over a hundred years ago, is not intended to kill or attack. It focuses on making the opponent lose balance and fall to the ground. It lacks practicality, but the Japanese have given it a lot of value, and even used their economic advantages to promote it all the way to the Olympics. It is a very standard competitive performance sport.

"Is it okay for me to just wear shorts?" Li Xinghe took off his jacket and trousers and warmed up amid exclamations from the office.

"Of course." Musashi Yama's tongue, she tied her long hair into a ponytail, clenched her fists, and turned back into the white version of Yamato Nadeshiko on the field. She looks like a female character in Street Fighter.

The basic competitive aspect of judo is grabbing and subduing.

So when Li Xinghe was practicing judo with the idea of martial arts training, Musashi Hachimane's muscular body flashed like a leopard. After grabbing his arm, she began to use locking techniques, locking Li Xinghe horizontally between her thighs.

Musashi Hachimane said proudly:

"According to the rules of the game, you are now close to being knocked down by one blow."

"Not always."

Li Xinghe turned around and competed with her in physical strength, and he and Musashi Hachiman hugged each other and curled up on the ground.

This is a common phenomenon in judo competitions, where two people twist and roll together until one of them is accidentally pinned to the ground.

Thus, Li Xinghe began a strange combat experience.

His goal was not to kill her, but to lock her on the yoga mat in the office, so the two of them could be said to be in physical contact. In the fight, Musashi Hachimane's bra was squeezed off, and the two of them pressed their chests against each other, rubbing their skin against each other, and soon they were sweating all over, and then their faces flushed.

Several minutes passed and Li Xinghe failed.

"Come again."

As they were entangled continuously, for some reason, Musashi Yama was not in tune with the situation and she actually licked his sweat with her tongue.

This stimulated Li Xinghe so much that he shuddered all over, and then he went limp and was pushed to the ground by the big girl.

"victory!"

The Latin girl stood up and encouraged herself, but she suddenly realized that the licking just now was a bit ambiguous. In order to cover up the embarrassment, she used a Chinese imported stalk:

"Brother, you smell so good."

"Screw you!"

Li Xinghe threw her bra on her two proudly standing breasts.

"what!"

Musashi Hachimane was completely defeated and ran away, covering her face but not her chest.

Li Xinghe took the opportunity to go to the tea room to sit down and rest for a while and wipe the sweat off his face.

After making a cup of coffee, I noticed that there was a 1.4m girl standing next to the chair in the tea room, who was as tall as the table and chairs.

Li Xinghe asked casually:

"Something's up? What's up?"

Yamato Ker was a little conflicted. She didn't want to ruin the innocent friendship, but she had to come because of her family's face. She asked tentatively:

"I heard you're planning to open a nursery?"

Li Xinghe was surprised. This news shouldn't have come from her mouth?

"Hey, who told you? Did they occupy your land?"

One good thing about petite girls is that they sound cute no matter how they talk.

Yamato Ker said unhappily:

"Nonsense!... I'm just a broker who was forced to act as a middleman to help people make peace. The Koizumi Cabinet has specially prepared a 'Tokyo metropolitan nursery school coverage promotion bill'. It says that all government-owned land will be sold to some college education corporations at a low price. Your name is listed in it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a political reward. However, the land on the Ariake artificial island you want to occupy has been spotted by the Shibuya Education Academy Foundation. Their boss, Tetsuo Tamura, wants me to come and negotiate with you about exchanging land. He is willing to exchange a 6-acre private elementary school with complete facilities on the nearby Harumi artificial island with you."

It sounds like it makes sense.

The two artificial islands are only separated by a cross-sea bridge. It seems that it is more profitable for Li Xinghe to exchange a piece of vacant land for a high-end private primary school with well-equipped facilities.

But Li Xinghe knew that the person who made more money would never take the initiative to propose a deal, unless he was an idiot.

He patted the table and asked Yamato Ker:

"Where is the bill proposal?"

Yamato Ker tried to pretend she didn't hear it, but Li Xinghe didn't let her go. He grabbed the girl by the back of her neck and lifted her up:

"Take it out. There's no way a rich little woman like you wouldn't have it."

Under the pressure of height and official position, Yamato Kari handed over the draft which was supposed to be top secret.

The place where Li Xinghe is expected to bid is located at an intersection a few kilometers west of the Tokyo International Exhibition Center which just exploded. It is a major transportation route. It leads to Odaiba with an artificial beach and Fuji News Channel in the west, the Harumi artificial island in the north, and the Reiwa artificial island where Li Xinghe's International Media Hotel is located in the south. There is a piece of blank land of dozens of hectares in between, waiting to be used.

Koizumi's cabinet secretaries decided to give part of the vacant land to the financial sponsor Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe started using Chinese swear words after reading it:

"Fuck, my school covers an area of 30 acres, in the center of Tokyo's Rinkai Fukutoshin, close to Odaiba, Tsukishima, Toyosu, and Ariake. Why would he want to trade with me for a primary school next to a public community with 6 acres of land? Is he worthy?"

Yamato Ker emphasized the opponent's strength:

"Don't underestimate the Shibuya Education Academy Foundation. Tetsuo Tamura has won the Rising Sun Medal and has great influence in the Tokyo education community."

Li Xinghe asked back:

"What can he do to me?"

Now, it was Yamato Ker's turn to be at a loss for words.

Because it seems that Tetsuo Tamura can't do anything to Li Xinghe. At most, he is the president of a school group.

At this time, Li Xinghe's fighting spirit was ignited, and he finally realized that something was a little bit wrong.

Nakajima Hiroshi's questioning, the Financial Services Agency's review, the Foreign Affairs Division's probing, the Metropolitan Police Department's year-end review, and the Shibuya Education Academy Foundation's replacement request seemed to have become pits of varying sizes on his path forward.

Li Xinghe finally took it seriously.

They may not have cooperated, but they must have had an inexplicable tacit understanding.

Just like the old money families in the United States will hunt down the new money and the upstarts in laws, policies and media, Li Xinghe's approach of financing Koizumi's rise to power has angered many old-fashioned leaders in the Liberal Democratic Party. These old men may not take action personally, but the bureaucrats, politicians, and related departments and companies of the chaebols in Tokyo, which have a complex structure and extremely complicated relationships, will definitely attack from multiple angles to test the quality of this kid bit by bit, and then share his wealth and connections.

Everyone wants to know whether you are a piece of gold or a nouveau riche.

This is a multi-dimensional hunting competition against newly emerging small and powerful people.

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