Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

This answer is a response to the CIA.

Different voices came from the TV:

"As expected, we can only rely on the armed Japanese army."

"But the Japanese have long been reluctant to re-militarize."

“Even if they are armed, will they obey?”

Li Xinghe tasted the flavor.

In fact, for the United States at this time, how to make Japan become its own firm fortress is a dilemma.

Due to the stable existence of the East Asian trade circle, Japanese politicians and trade and financial departments collectively oppose the right turn. This has led to Japan's right-wing groups being either populist and mentally retarded or simply brain-dead, unable to obtain the support of high-IQ talents. If the United States must rely on populism to stimulate the fighting power of the Japanese right wing, it will inevitably lead to the radical right wing starting to attack the Japanese elite and turn to the real Nazis. At that time, it is hard to say who these extreme Nazis will oppose.

Unless an extreme populist coup like that of Ukraine is carried out, don't expect the situation to be under control by then. It is hard to say whether the dog will wag the tail or the tail will wag the dog.

After all, China is across the sea, but the US military is in Japan.

On the other hand, if the United States wants to take the elite route to promote Japan's fortification, it must face the dilemma of the Japanese elite group who want to get rid of the constraints of the United States but do not want to fight. If such elite politicians are allowed to actually control a large number of newly hatched American troops, the result may also be a tragedy of a new elite leading a coup and backstabbing the US military.

After all, although the US military is in Japan, the US mainland is thousands of miles away.

The above two problems represent the two evil consequences of populist orientation and elitist orientation respectively.

That is, even if the United States wants to reshape Japan in the populist or elitist direction, the result will probably not be good.

There is only one reason: China is right next door.

He is like a big black hole. He only needs to exist quietly to unconsciously affect people in the Japanese archipelago and the Korean Peninsula, and then make them distorted and perverted.

Emmanuel clapped his hands and said:

"Everyone, we are here with a mission. We want Japan to agree and sign a cooperation agreement. Please put your heads together."

Li Xinghe's heart exploded like thunder:

"The U.S.-Japan Secret Cooperation Agreement?"

Having the illusion of finding a golden key in a den of wolves, Li Xinghe repeatedly confirmed that he had not heard wrongly.

Emanuel indeed came with a secret.

His real mission was to sign a further armed treaty with Japan.

Unfortunately, he thought Li Xinghe could be trusted, but the CIA's loophole was so big that it missed a fish like Li Xinghe.

After everyone spoke, Li Xinghe proposed:

"I have a way to go around Japan's political elites and strengthen communication and cooperation with the leaders of the Japanese military in private. I can introduce you to the number one Japanese military affairs officer, Chief of Staff Yoshida Keihide."

This proposal was praised by many bigwigs.

Since neither elitism nor populism are necessarily successful, bypassing the government and directly controlling the military may be a better option.

Because according to the US-Japan Security Agreement, the Japan Self-Defense Forces are under the command of the US military.

After the meeting, Li Xinghe passed judgment on this nest of jackals, tigers and leopards.

"Let's just kill them all together."

Although he hasn't figured out how to deal with this situation yet.

......

When Li Xinghe got off the plane, as the temporary White House multi-department East Asia communications officer, he held his waist and felt that he was indeed a little overdrawn.

If I continue like this, I might die at the age of 30.

It's time to increase your medication and exercise.

When he came back into the room, everyone was there.

Takajo Satsuki joked:

"You look like you've had a rough day."

Li Xinghe nodded and fell on the bed:

"Yes, thanks to Mei's medicine, I'm lucky I didn't die from a woman. But the problem now is that the special investigation team we are facing is obviously here with a special mission. I don't know what they are going to do. But Eman threatened me today and asked me to explain where more than 10 million US dollars of foundation funds were used. I was honest and handed over all our accounts, but the result was obviously wrong. She told me that she would hand over all our accounts to the White House."

This is not an exaggeration. Li Xinghe believes that if he does not obey, Aiman will definitely make an example of him.

Maria slammed her fist on the table angrily: "Damn it!"

Enola had the worst expression. She had just found a new direction in her life. After being knocked down by political correctness, she relied on Li Xinghe's information to become a well-known independent investigative reporter, opening up a new direction in her participation in politics outside the CIA.

Jill bit her nails, not knowing what to do.

Everyone is very anxious.

If it was a normal game, then Li Xinghe would have been at a disadvantage, because his disguised beast personality could easily be manipulated by Aiman. The other party had a higher status and more power.

How does Li Xinghe tempt the other party to reveal the so-called "US-Japan Secret Military Agreement" within the effective time?

Faced with this situation, the most stable woman in the entire team finally started to exert her strength.

Mei took out a bunch of stimulants and hallucinogens from her medicine bag. As a well-known drug dealer in the army, she suggested:

"How about giving that woman some drugs? She might not be able to say anything when she's sober, but what if she's hallucinating?"

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support. I don't know what to say, I just wish you all a happy new year.

Chapter 4100: Purple Mood Medication, Struggle for Communism ( words)

"How do you give her the medicine? She must be very alert."

Valeriya hugged her legs behind her and asked questions.

Li Xinghe and others began to think.

It would definitely not work to put drugs in the water normally, as spies have long since stopped falling for this trick.

Just when everyone was thinking about it, Takajo Satsuki took out a small adult toy from his trouser pocket, a jumping bean and controller called "Purple Mood".

She came up with a magical idea: "Well, why don't we just apply it on there?"

Li Xinghe thought it was outrageous when he first listened to it, but when he listened to it again, it seemed to have some rationality in it.

"this is yours?"

Takajo Satsuki blushed:

"I...I use it occasionally."

That means it is used frequently.

There was no time to consider whether the second-hand goods would work. Mei picked it up, smeared liquid aphrodisiac on it, and handed it to Li Xinghe: "Put it in her vagina. We know you can do it."

Li Xinghe was stunned and speechless.

But now that things have come to this, he can only wait for the medicine on his purple mood to dry up.

At night, Li Xinghe went to the stairwell to wait for fishing. Not long after, Aiman came down in a long dress, swaying gracefully.

"Lift up your skirt."

Li Xinghe ordered her.

Aiman was a little embarrassed, so Li Xinghe took the initiative to lift up her long skirt and confirmed that it was still the same as in the afternoon. After a mess, Li Xinghe stuffed the purple mood in with a grin and then turned the switch to the lowest level.

"Hold on tight, today I'm going to introduce you to a female colleague in our department."

Li Xinghe took her hand and led her into the room without any explanation.

After walking into the room with difficulty, Aiman thought that he would have to face a difficult confrontation in order to exchange for information, but he didn't expect that it was just a meeting with colleagues.

Li Xinghe introduced her to four colleagues at the scene, while Valeria and Takajo Satsuki hid in the cubicle.

Next, of course, is the American-style party session.

Maria took the lead in proposing:

"Let's play mahjong. If you lose a round, you take off a piece of clothing."

Play majiang?

Yes, in order to protect Li Xinghe's waist and to take down Aiman step by step, there will be no silver party today. Everyone will mainly play strip mahjong and use eroticism to create an atmosphere.

Mahjong, a quintessential entertainment product, has already gone global. Everyone knows how to play it, so everyone agrees.

But it was difficult for Aiman, because there was a purple mood between her legs that was outputting medicinal effects. Li Xinghe also adjusted the firepower from time to time, so that she took off her sweater and bra after just a few rounds, revealing a pair of hidden breasts.

Fortunately, Mei was there to direct the team, and everyone cooperated with each other and played cards randomly, revealing cards of varying sizes.

When Aiman was really anxious and the effect of the medicine rushed to her head, she couldn't help but step on Li Xinghe's foot in frustration and crush it hard.

"Where's the intelligence you mentioned?"

Li Xinghe finally slowly revealed a piece of information:

"There is a group called the Asian Freedom and Democracy Association under my jurisdiction. It is filled with 'democracy fighters' from various Asian countries and serves as a tool for Japan to manipulate and interfere in foreign politics. In fact, the CIA often uses this cover to launch color revolutions in Southeast Asia."

Aroused by drugs and pornography, Aiman, who was unable to stop looking at the big and small pears, could not control his brain.

What does it mean?

She crawled on Li Xinghe's arm and urged:

"What's next? Tell me."

"Hey, if you want to get it, you have to pay something first."

Li Xinghe's hand quietly reached into her skirt across the small mahjong table and played with the small purple mood. With his other hand, he adjusted the amplitude of the purple mood while playing cards, causing her brain to gradually collapse at the peak of desire and thinking.

"What do you want?" she gasped without restraint.

"I want you to offer yourself to me." Li Xinghe's whispered words in her ear, and the sound became an echo in her brain.

The erotic mahjong game lasted until late at night. When Aiman, naked with her lower body in a mess and a purple mood in her mouth, packed her clothes and prepared to leave, she bit Li Xinghe:

"Hand over the Russian spies quickly. Our mission has never been more different."

Li Xinghe spread his hands:

"Give me your sincerity."

Unprecedented?

It refers to the mission goal of anti-China.

Mei summarized her experience in using the drug and said:

"Under the effects of the drugs, she seems to be a little out of control. One more time tomorrow night will bring her down."

This is not to say that Aiman's mind is not clear. On the contrary, she is more awake and excited, but in this state, it is easier to make irrational and impulsive decisions. This decision is the key that Li Xinghe's criminal gang needs.

Gao Tiao Mayu pouted:

"We look more like a gang that seduces young ladies and corrupts them."

Li Xinghe knocked her head:

"Stop reading those stupid adult comics. They're just fantasies by authors who know nothing."

......

next morning.

The situation is urgent and very important.

Li Xinghe decided to spread the news of this secret adventure, but when he reached the gate of the military camp, he took a taxi to the city center.

He would not let Takajo Satsuki take this risk, because the fact that senior bureaucrats in Washington were trying to bypass the president and conclude a more armed peace treaty with Japan was itself extremely distinctive intelligence. Once leaked, it would be very easy to track down the insider.

There was a high probability that he himself would be tracked.

He wanted to tell Old Wu, but he has been elusive recently. His sister Li Daiyao is not a party member, and he doesn't want to put her in danger.

Then the only person he can contact now and who has contact with Old Wu is Dongchuan Bluebird.

So he rushed to the apartment he bought for Dongchuan Qingniao, knocked on the door, and saw Dongchuan Qingniao wearing yoga pants, standing on one leg in the living room, showing off her plump buttocks.

"I'm here." Li Xinghe wiped his face tiredly.