Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

She seemed to feel that she had caught Li Xinghe's handle and wanted to regain her confidence and strength here.

"Excuse me."

Li Xinghe crossed his legs and faced Aiman's threat calmly.

The queen of the office has not yet realized that her problem is not whether she is tough enough, but that she has no actual experience in espionage work and is not fighting on her home turf in Washington.

Aiman then asked:

“Why did tens of millions of dollars go to a place called a ‘Super Election Action Committee’?”

Li Xinghe answered fluently:

“We have our own DEI advancement process in Japanese politics.”

Aiman didn't believe it and asked:

“Please describe your political DEI in detail.”

Then, Li Xinghe talked about the political goals of his department.

"This department is committed to promoting the diversification, equality and inclusiveness of Japanese politics. Diversity means accepting the civil servants' right to participate in politics for foreign permanent residents; equality means recognizing Japan as a multi-ethnic country; inclusiveness means opposing the increasingly fierce right-wing populist tendencies among the Japanese people. We hope that more Japanese people will participate in politics and make their voices heard, whether they are from China, South Korea, Vietnam or Latin America. We oppose right-wing populism and domestic oppression of a single nation. Therefore, we will provide election funds to politicians who support us, and this is where the $1200 million will go."

Li Xinghe spoke very sincerely.

Aiman frowned, realizing that the other party seemed to be able to resolve all the problems he had examined one by one.

She couldn't help but continue to ask through gritted teeth:

"What about Japan's rearmament? Why is this political issue not included in the election campaign?"

It is a very funny fact that it was the United States that was the one trying to rearm Japan.

On the other hand, the United States wanted Japan to rearm, but was unwilling to loosen its leash. For American diplomatic bureaucrats, what they needed was a Japan that returned to the militaristic frenzy before World War II, but without the need to attack Pearl Harbor.

In other words, they wanted to obtain the military power of militaristic Japan, but at the same time they wanted to prevent Japan's sword from being swung against them.

They even ignored Japan's economic development and aging.

This pure desperate attempt made Li Xinghe feel that the condition was serious, and he suggested that all the patients be transferred to St. Elizabeth's Hospital.

Li Xinghe asked Aiman:

"Ma'am, I assume you didn't fight in the Vietnam War. Have you been to the Iraq War, the Afghanistan War, and the Syria War?"

To prove herself, she said:

“I worked on intelligence for the wars in Afghanistan and Syria.”

Li Xinghe has discovered that Aiman knows nothing about military affairs.

For an administrative bureaucrat like her in Washington, when she talks about intelligence work, most likely she means forwarding a few documents.

Li Xinghe then asked in a stormy tone:

"I would like to ask, the U.S. military trains the armed forces of Iraq, Afghanistan and Syria, but does not give them the power to act independently, suppresses their core leaders, and makes the army ineffective. Do you think this result, which has happened again and again, can be repeated in Japan?"

Aiman was stunned.

How dare you say something so politically incorrect?

Li Xinghe spoke confidently, with an American-style arrogant attitude:

"I think the United States should cultivate outstanding talents like me who are proficient in the cultures of the United States, China and Japan and play a more active role in them. Cultivating Japanese local politicians will only create more anti-American elements. Only when a genius like me ascends to the throne of Japanese Prime Minister can Japan's rearmament be completed and the Japanese elites be prevented from being pro-China. So it is reasonable for me to use some funds to cultivate talents under our political philosophy."

In the American concept, those who do not listen to the United States are anti-American.

This is why the United States’ diplomatic skills cannot be put to use, and the only thing it can do is train dogs and raise fathers.

When they were training dogs, they promoted the Monroe Doctrine in Latin America and oppressed various small countries. In the wars in Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam, etc., they spent a lot of money to raise various garbage servant armies without spiritual ideas, and they always lost the wars.

Raising a father is like training a dog but failing to train it backfires. This started after World War II. After the Marshall Plan supported Europe, Israel actively created a trade deficit to support Western Europe, and was often led by European countries in diplomacy with the Soviet Union. This problem reached its peak in Israel's lobbying groups.

The unusual period of Nixon and Kissinger was perhaps the peak period of American diplomacy and domestic affairs, and laid the foundation for the world order that accelerated the collapse of the Soviet Union.

But these people were killed by the Americans themselves one after another, because the Americans only think of themselves as a country on the top of the mountain and cannot look at other countries on an equal footing. This is somewhat similar to the tribute system of classical China, where you either raise useless subordinates or are led by ambitious subordinates in the name of justice.

Therefore, Li Xinghe also used this concept to shape himself into the most suitable Japanese leader to be trained, rather than a little spy disciplined by the National Security Bureau.

"you..."

The disparity in business familiarity and the intense confrontation made the questioning seem somewhat one-sided.

Li Xinghe fully defended and counterattacked all of Aiman's attacks.

Aiman found that he still couldn't overwhelm Li Xinghe, so he simply used his ultimate move:

"In any case, I will report the issue of the Malki Foundation's use of funds to the Government Accountability Office..."

However, Li Xinghe has transformed into a beast and once again crossed the threshold between superiors and subordinates.

He put one hand on the table and looked down at Aiman:

"Are you trying to take me down?"

Aiman felt guilty for no reason.

She still couldn't believe that she would be overwhelmed by a young man who was assigned to Tokyo.

But Li Xinghe had already jumped over the desk, put his hand under Aiman's windbreaker from behind, explored along the edge of the sweater, and pinched the big breasts of the lady from a senior Washington family.

"I have another piece of intelligence you can't refuse. Want to know about Russia? If you insist on reporting the financial situation, the CIA will stop you. If you listen to me, I will tell you the location of the real Russian spy."

Li Xinghe showed a devilish expression and bewitched her.

Now, she could either choose to shout for help or accept Li Xinghe's irresistible information.

Aiman was unable to move, and was pressed down on the desk by Li Xinghe, offering a weak resistance:

"do not do that..."

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support. Still cold.

Chapter 372: Come see me at night, the US and Japan are militarized

The proud upper-class citizen of Washington was pinned on the desk by an Asian agent posted in Tokyo.

"You beast, do you know who the original owner of this plane was? It was Air Force Two, the Vice President's..."

Li Xinghe didn't care about this harmless threat at all, and even asked excitedly:

"You mean, this former Air Force Two is Kamala Harris's plane? I think it's very suitable. She is a woman who was a mistress and attended many silver parties. Isn't she a good match for you?"

As he said this, Li Xinghe took off Aiman's coat and pulled down her wide-leg pants, revealing a pair of round buttocks, straight and round legs wrapped in a pair of thick pantyhose. At first glance, she was a high-class woman who had taken good care of herself and exercised.

A senior female official in Washington, lying on the desk of former Vice President Harris, raised her buttocks to Li Xinghe, with her camel toe wrapped in black stockings and a simple lace panty sandwiched between her toes, which was almost completely uncovered.

At this moment, like a wild beast, Li Xinghe tied her calves wildly, took off his pants and pushed Da Xinghe up.

Aiman made a weak, even aggressive plea in a low voice, as if to encourage Li Xinghe:

"No! No, please, I have a husband, don't mess around."

This of course could only arouse the desire of the beast. Li Xinghe crawled on her, kneading and playing with her nipples with his hands. His big stars passed between the smooth stockings and camel toes. He used his huge and hot big stars to stimulate the friction between the stockings and the entrance of her flower path.

"No~ please~"

Aiman covered her face and sobbed, but Li Xinghe still didn't let her go, and even deliberately made big movements to stimulate her to continue begging for mercy:

"Don't be too loud, don't let people outside notice."

Her resistance quickly became silent. Even when Li Xinghe rubbed her erect little red beans, she only moaned softly.

When Li Xinghe felt that Aiman had been exhausted by him and had given up resistance, he suddenly noticed keenly that the drawer under the desk had been pulled open and there was a reflection of a shadow in the gap. He knew by intuition that it was a pistol.

In an instant, Li Xinghe understood.

This woman still has reservations. She seems to have given up resistance, but in fact she still feels that she is in control of the situation.

Although Li Xinghe was riding on her, she felt that she was actually the one holding the reins of the cow.

Li Xinghe raised his eyebrows and decided to follow her way of thinking and continue to seduce her:

He whispered in her ear, "Why are you so panicked? You have a partner and a family, so what? This is Tokyo, more than 10,000 miles away from Washington. I didn't enter your body at all. I just enjoyed the caress between men and women. Your husband won't know anything, right?"

This reasonable reason made Aiman seem to surrender.

She pleaded in a weak voice:

"No...No going in..."

That is, anything other than that is fine.

So, Li Xinghe asked her to turn around, and looked at Aiman, whose sleeves had been peeled off, revealing two plump fruits. He lifted her long legs high and put them on his shoulders, and clamped Da Xinghe on her hot flower path again, letting the stockings soaked with juice provide extreme pleasure.

Li Xinghe looked down at Aiman.

Aiman avoided his gaze, as if he had completely given up resisting.

In a sense, the two people are engaged in a dangerous game.

Li Xinghe plays himself as an unruly beast agent, quite capable, sex-addicted, and with an infinite desire for women. At the same time, he reveals his recklessness and stupidity when being seduced and manipulated by women.

Using this disguise, he completed his first kill of Aiman yesterday.

After the first kill, Aiman chose to actively reduce her danger level, making herself look weak and pitiful, like a brainless blonde girl in a classic American movie. And her transformation was not because she had no other choice, but because she chose the best way to deal with this beastly personality.

Show weakness, manipulate, and become a slave.

This kind of game is very dangerous, like a silk thread that can be broken at any time.

Li Xinghe gasped, rubbed the stockings violently, and then smeared all his precious tadpoles on Aiman's private parts.

Because the action was too intense, her stockings had been torn and white liquid was everywhere, from the well-trimmed heart-shaped vagina to the soft honey pot.

Aiman let out a desperate scream, "What are you doing!? You cum inside?"

"You're taking birth control pills yourself, why are you making such a fuss? It's just an affair, but you're making it seem like I owe you something."

Li Xinghe pretended to be rude and wiped it clean with her stockings, then pulled up his pants and left.

Before leaving, he asked:

"Where do you rest at night?"

Aiman replied:

"We sleep in the officers' quarters at night."

The dormitory of Li Xinghe and others is just upstairs from them.

So, Li Xinghe continued to order her shamelessly:

"Don't wipe it off. Change your skirt and clamp it tight for me. Come to let me check it at night. I'll give you real intelligence about Russia. If you sleep with me for a few days, can we make a deal?"

Aiman's expression was distorted and he punched the table angrily.

But she didn't speak.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement. You should know my room number."

Li Xinghe said this and walked out the door.

Aiman lay on the vice president's desk, wiped away his tears, and slowly stood up.

As Li Xinghe requested, she took off her wide-leg pants and did not wipe her dirty private parts, but put on a long skirt to cover them.

Sitting down with difficulty, she began to write her personal assessment of Li Xinghe with a distorted expression:

"A crazy, cruel, and wild little bastard, but he has a violent and impulsive personality and is easy to control..."

After walking out of the room, Li Xinghe was planning to continue inquiring about the group's actions, but he unexpectedly met Emmanuel at the plane entrance.

When the fat white man saw Li Xinghe, he pulled him over and said:

"Hey, kid. Come to the conference room. We have an internal meeting."

Li Xinghe pricked up his ears and followed Emmanuel, wanting to see what the CIA had to say.

The qualifications of this special investigation team have become increasingly clear. The two leaders are both from the White House Office of the Director of National Intelligence. According to the normal appointment process of the White House, their authority will not be higher than that of a normal review team. They are pretending to be the emperor at Yokota Air Base, but in fact, they are taking advantage of Trump's old age and manipulating politics beyond their authority.

In a private conference room on the other side of the plane, originally used for the highest-level state meetings, it is now filled with a bunch of CIA intelligence bugs.

Emanuel opened the remote communication and said, "The issue we are discussing today is the combat readiness of the US troops stationed in Japan. According to the situation presented by our loyal and determined G.L. agent, the US troops stationed in Japan do not actually have the ability to participate in the war. Only the Fifth Air Force and the Seventh Fleet seem to be somewhat combat-ready."