Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Li Xinghe also introduced himself:

"Gui'an, my name is Li Jiangang. You may doubt my identity when you hear my name. In fact, I am a post-war orphan who is engaged in international trade. I inherited this name from my father. Please rest assured that I have nothing to do with the underground underworld. The person next to me is my wife, Li Juyan."

There was no need to forge a name, Li Xinghe directly gave the name of his romantic father.

As for the so-called underground gang, it was to cover up the problem of his facial micro-expression loss after he put on the seamless mask. He lied that it was caused by injuries in gang wars or facial paralysis caused by drinking too much.

The old man was confused by the influx of crude information.

What, you are a war orphan?

This identity is extremely sensitive and second-class in Japan. Fortunately, the 360P video uploaded by Li Xinghe proved that he was a real pedophile, so based on his demonstrated financial resources and ability to obtain foreign young girls, the underground club decided to accept them.

Compared with this identity, his wife not only did not object, but supported her husband's behavior of having affairs with young girls. The old man did not care much about it.

In underground fetish circles like theirs, there are countless people with similar fetishes. A long time ago, there was an official in the central government who liked to drug his wife and let outsiders take turns enjoying her. When his wife realized that something was wrong, she almost went crazy.

The lesson of this case is that you often have to choose between sexual preferences and partners. If you can have both, it would be the best of both worlds.

Old man Tabata then gestured, "Please introduce yourself."

So, Li Xinghe said according to the established script:

"We often do international trade, and often travel between Russia, China, South Korea, Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia. We like to find beautiful young girls everywhere for enjoyment. With all due respect, the undeveloped, simple and natural body of a pure young girl that has not been covered by cosmetics is definitely the most precious gift in this world."

Such a perverted statement made even the murderer Sasaki Toya pinch Li Xinghe's arm. There was a sound of "ah" in the ninth department of the public security department on the other side of the satellite signal.

Old man Tabata was very satisfied.

It is indeed one of our generation.

After discussing and reviewing the matter, the old man decided to accept them and said:

"Very good, I will show you two around our club today."

This is also a test, and you have to observe their vehicles.

Fortunately, Li Xinghe drove a Mercedes Coupe registered under the name of Gao Tiao Wuyue, which made him an upper-class citizen in terms of class.

The place where they gathered was not simple; it was a high-end tower apartment in Roppongi, Tokyo.

The top two floors of the entire tower and the rooftop terrace have all been transformed into meeting places for the club.

"Saturday Club?"

Li Xinghe looked at the inconspicuous house number and read out the name.

"Yes."

Old man Tabata opened the door and said with a smile:

"This is a social gathering of parents, children and investors organized by us. Our main business is actually the children's training program. Many middle-class families who have just emerged in the wealthy circle of Tokyo, or mothers who have devoted their efforts to the training of their children, will study in high-end schools such as the Tamura Education Foundation and the Shibuya Education Foundation. If we find some good seedlings that can be trained, we will invite them and their daughters to participate in the social gathering and meet with some investors who are willing to train them."

Li Xinghe tried to translate in his mind:

The operation process of this club is that since the Tamura and Shibuya Education Foundation operates a large number of private girls' schools, they look for mothers and daughters who are easily moved by money, lure them into joining the club, capture them by investors, and provide sexual transactions.

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Author's note: Thank you for your support. Such clubs actually exist, but they are more formal in name and their actions are also very covert, similar to the model of Johnny's Idol Agency.

Chapter 345: A Chinese spy in the closet agrees to report the loss

The club has a front desk clerk, various formal referrals, cooperation contracts, and even its own sales staff.

"Mrs. Hanazawa..."

"Ms. Shimomura, earlier..."

They were trying hard to make phone calls, calling the mothers one by one according to the student list of Tamura and Shibuya Foundation.

In theory, the surface work of this so-called Saturday Club is to introduce mothers and daughters who attend school in the Tamura and Shibuya Education Foundation to come here to consult on the training business for idols, models, and actors to debut, and to provide career development guidance and promotion channels.

But that's just the surface.

In fact, most people will be blocked from the formal training process, and those who enter the process will most likely be captured by investors. During a banquet, an overseas training, or a homestay, they will become the playthings of investors.

"This..." Even Sasaki Toya was a little angry. She was an actress, but she came from a well-off family and changed her profession after college. She had only heard of these dirty corners, but she didn't expect them to be right in front of her.

Li Xinghe held her hand.

“What’s the investment price here?”

That’s the entry price.

The old man said:

"For investors, the entry fee starts at 3000 million yen, and they must have affiliated companies that can be shown off."

Li Xinghe has all of these.

He has a bunch of dirty money to hand out at will, and his affiliated companies also have their own China-Belarus Films.

"Okay, I'll come in."

By simply paying a sum of illicit money and registering an affiliated company visible on the register, Li Xinghe became one of the investors of this club.

Tabata Shinden said with some complacency:

"Of course, many outsiders may question us and think that we are tempting parents and children to do wrong things. In fact, this is not the case. For these families who are neither rich nor poor, if they want to train their children to work in TV stations, or debut as star idols, or start as child models and become famous in junior high school, they need funds and connections. If mothers and girls accept the support of investors, they can take a shortcut to fast progress. Just like the Johnny's Idol Agency Club that was exposed a few years ago, the difference between us and them is that we will give them success."

Li Xinghe felt a little suffocated.

In the eyes of these pedophiles, if they pay to get these mothers and daughters into the car, it doesn't count as free money.

Their principles seem to make sense, but with a little understanding, you will know that the so-called investors can give very little, and the rich Japanese are not mentally retarded. They will only pay the price of a high-end peripheral, and then use nude photos and videos to threaten the other party to shut up after having the free sex.

There may be only a few mothers and daughters who can take away the angel investment they need here, enter the entertainment industry, and then continue to sell their bodies in the entertainment industry. However, selling bodies is also common in the entertainment industry. For example, the Johnny's Idol Club is a hotbed for pedophilia, and almost every male idol has sold their buttocks.

The first day of the visit is over.

As the name of this club suggests, they hold an investor banquet every Saturday, from which investors can choose their favorite targets.

"Things have changed..."

Li Xinghe felt it was tricky.

If this club has become a club where Tokyo's powerful people molest young girls and their mothers, then the death list obtained may lead to a huge incident similar to Epstein's Lolita Island.

"I really want to kill them all."

Sasaki Toya held his hand and played with a knife in his other hand.

"Don't worry. Everyone here will be tried." Li Xinghe took her back to the surveillance car and discussed what to do with his subordinates.

Almost everyone agreed to arrest them all during their investor meeting this Saturday when they were having a bank party to prevent more underage victims from being killed.

"Boss, I'll be the first to charge this time. I've also practiced shield and submachine gun tactics in the security department." Musashi Yama patted her chest, wishing she could take a machine gun and shoot at this damn place.

"Go borrow the people from the security department and the police officers from my uncle's side. This Saturday we will officially enter the club and see their evil hands."

Li Xinghe pursed his lips, thinking about how to manipulate it to gain greater influence.

First of all, this death list must not be made public, and the secretive parties cannot admit its existence. But the list must be in our own hands to ensure a strategic nuclear deterrent.

How to withstand the pressure and how to ease the tensions with all parties both require sophisticated political operations.

Li Xinghe feels that he is still a good person.

If he were an accelerationist, he would have been instigating the US military to bombard Tokyo by now. He wouldn't need to consider political operations, he would just have to make these families kneel down and shoot them.

......

After coming out of the club, Li Xinghe couldn't rest yet.

After he sent Sasaki Tsuya back to the curry house, he was summoned by Chiyo Hinahiki to a restaurant in Roppongi.

"Blind date?"

Li Xinghe sat in the room in surprise. He didn't expect that Chiyo's mother was so ambitious that she had completed the blind date negotiations with Shui Jing's family in one night.

The other party's grandfather and uncle were looking forward to the marriage of the family's only daughter, so they started cooperating immediately.

Soon, the door opened.

Walking towards me was a lady with thick long hair. Her hair was draped down to her waist and her bangs were casually pinned on the left with a hairpin. Her thick eyelashes set off her elf-like eyes, and her graceful jawline highlighted her feminine perfection. She had playful red lips and a straight nose. In terms of appearance, she was already absolutely beautiful.

Li Xinghe was even more surprised by her figure. She was only a little shorter than Li Xinghe, definitely 1.8 meters tall, which was second only to Dongchuan Xuemi, Dongchuan Qingniao and Musashi Hachimano among the women Li Xinghe knew. Apart from the genes from these professional athletes' families, Shui Jing Tianping was already the tallest among ordinary people.

She took off her big black glasses, freeing her sealed beauty, and knelt down quietly. Her mellow feminine charm emanated from the red waisted dress she wore and the flesh-colored stockings.

Long-term sitting, coupled with proper exercise, can also easily make the buttocks plump. Li Xinghe couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful buttocks.

It’s bad, it’s bad. Bad women can still be charming. Their thick long hair almost covers half of their body, making Li Xinghe feel heart-pounding.

She asked, her voice cold and hoarse:

"What are you looking at?"

"I just wonder why all the blind dates I've had before were blind." Li Xinghe began to seduce in a greasy way.

But Shui Jing Tianping didn't buy it, she switched to Chinese:

"Humph, they are all boring people. I'll drive them away. Would you like to consider communicating in Chinese? It can avoid some unnecessary misunderstandings."

Li Xinghe was stunned. Why did it seem that everyone he knew could speak Chinese?

"What misunderstanding? Information leak?"

Shuijing Tianping poured himself a glass of wine and drank it by himself:

"You are Chinese. Even without investigation, I know that you have never been to Japan before this year and lived in the Chinese areas of Vancouver, Canada and Los Angeles, USA."

Li Xinghe felt that something was wrong with the rhythm:

"What else did you learn?"

The wine glass was placed on the table. Shui Jing Tianping raised his eyebrows confidently, straightened his waist and looked down at Li Xinghe:

"You also received money from the United States, received funding from the US military, and frequently visited the US Embassy. This is information that can be easily investigated. While I was out, I spent 30 minutes reading your file and fully understood your situation. According to my speculation, you should have received money from both the CIA and the US military, and you may also be selling online intelligence, because not long after you left, an intelligence trading website appeared on the dark web."

"Um...you know quite a lot."

Li Xinghe already felt the pressure.

This woman is a very secretive political observer and is not pro-American.

The beautiful lady on the other side is very good at self-explosion:

"I don't mind. Japan is just changing its future between being a colony of the United States and a shell range of China."

Come on, we are a peaceful country.

Since she is a person with obvious political inclinations, Li Xinghe has to carefully test the minefield.

He asked carefully:

“What do you think about Japan’s future?”

Shuijing Tianping started the keyboard politics communication very relaxedly:

"What do you think? Giving up the Japan-China-ROK Free Trade Area was indeed the biggest mistake. However, with the US military stationed there, these are actually the survival tracks drawn by the Americans. There is no such thing as the future. Fools like Ishiba Shigeru think that participating in the US Asian NATO plan can improve Japan's political status. It's really stupid."

Li Xinghe felt even more troubled.

I thought he was a closeted pro-China activist, but in fact he was a closeted localist who even Ishiba Shigeru looked down on. But that's good, at least he's much more human than Yoon Seok-yeol, a mentally handicapped comprador who offended even the local chaebols.

It was just that the pace of this exchange was faster than he had expected. He was simply unable to charm this woman, who was making violent comments throughout the whole process, but was always in control.

Ultimately, you still need something from the other party.

Li Xinghe began to decide whether to give up Shui Jing's support or go back to consider how public opinion could force the judiciary.

So he also began to launch personal attacks against nativists:

"To be honest, I don't think Japan's localism has a chance of success. Japan can only choose one between China and the United States. To put it more directly, if Japan turns to China, it can only consider a comprehensive liquidation of post-war remnants and re-exit Europe and Asia to have a chance to continue to develop. If it supports the United States, Japan can only be bombed into ruins. Ms. Mizukami said that Ishiba Shigeru is stupid, but in fact you are also quite naive."

The judge's female mentor's eyes lit up immediately, as if she had met a rare chat friend:

“How come you see?”

Then, Li Xinghe began to attack all Japanese localists, saying contemptuously: "Because Japan does not have the combat capability, has no force, and lacks core military strength. The US military industry is completely corrupt. Even if they continue to encircle China, Russia, and Iran in the financial industry, it will only lead to their own economic stagnation and recession..."

In a sense, keyboard politics is like spiritual sex, which requires a fierce debate with conflicts. It is like the interaction between a woman and a man in sex, where one moves forward while the other moves forward.

The Shuijing Balance began to display Japan's existing political and economic power, while Li Xinghe continued to emphasize the economic changes in China, South Korea, the United States and Southeast Asia, pointing out that Japan had core flaws and had achieved nothing.