Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Halfway through her words, the new generation girl Hui Na also became dispirited. She also knew that her participation in social justice would cause trouble for Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe didn't blame her, but just sent her into the van:

"I'll lock you up for a while first."

Li Xinghe stuffed the female prisoners into the car one by one. In the car, Xun Yajima led the female prisoners to sing the Internationale loudly:

"Rise up, hungry and cold slaves! Rise up, suffering people all over the world! ~"

Back at the Metropolitan Police Department, the work is not over yet.

Li Xinghe is responsible for monitoring Chinese intelligence. When he went online to check, he found that Russians on the Internet could not wait to start collectively paying tribute to the Chinese Mongolian hero named "Ekaterina". They solemnly put up the national flags of the two countries, set up a special website for her deeds, and carried out cyber tomb sweeping.

Li Xinghe felt that these Russians really wanted to win.

Are you offering chicken feathers?

The most implicated in this incident were the anti-traitor circles abroad, which had an extremely serious impact. The Mongolian separatist turned out to be a double agent between China and Russia, and he even destroyed an Air Force Two before he died.

What about everyone else?

Apart from the Tibetan separatists with a relatively long history, the existing overseas separatists generally began to appear in groups after the 90s. They often do not speak their own language, only Chinese, and mingle with the Chinese community every day. Cults, idiots, and fraudsters are like flies crowding the toilet. At this moment, I reflect on how I look at them and see that they do not look like real separatists. Could they all be spies sent by the CCP?

Think carefully!

Therefore, the US intelligence agencies responded very quickly by sending personnel to track down and interrogate these traitors. The FBI claimed that it arrested thousands of criminals in one day, with crimes including fraud, espionage, murder, drug trafficking, etc.

When Li Xinghe was writing the intelligence summary, Chiyonobu Kohei knocked on the door and came in:

"Nephew, what's going on with that North Korean spy? Give me some inside information."

Li Xinghe's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, the North Korean authorities really came to us.

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support. I was still installing the range hood this morning. It was a mess. Sorry, sorry, it's time to do something colorful.

Chapter 4000: The General's Special Kindness ( words)

"Uncle, don't worry, the situation at the scene is very complicated."

Li Xinghe held the pen and thought about how to respond.

He certainly can't confess directly, but how deeply is Chiyonobu Kohei involved in North Korean affairs?

He thought while watching the live broadcast.

"We can see that protesters who oppose the presence of US troops and the increase in military spending have been violently beaten, and their tents have been violently dismantled by military police..."

Not far from the forced demolition site, Fuji News Channel’s broadcast vehicle was working overnight.

Although the TV station has a right-wing political stance, it does not mean that every radio director is right-wing, and it is rare for the left and right wings to reach a consensus on opposing the increase in military spending.

Therefore, Tsutsumi Remi wore a worker's uniform and, together with Miyaji Aimi and several other female anchors, reported with "anxiety" the illegal demolitions and arrests of protesters by the military and police. The fact that they wore uniforms meant that they were close to the people.

As for where they got the news, of course they have their own secret cave where they can get the news.

“Oppose illegal demolition!”

"Oppose violent beatings!"

The leftists in the surrounding tent villages that were being evicted protested loudly nearby. However, since the tent villages were demolished and their leaders were arrested, they could only shout and denounce the Tokyo Metropolitan Police as the lackeys of the US military.

Since the reason why the Tokyo Metropolitan Police were dispatched was very simple, that is, residents of Fussa Town complained that the construction of the tent village affected their normal lives, some protesters accused the locals: "Do you really want to be ridden on by the US military?"

The locals shook their heads and said, "We didn't call the police. We also support the protest."

The people had a brief internal conflict that lasted less than a few minutes before they began to form a united front again.

Some supporters held up portraits of their deceased sons and daughters and shouted at the police in front of the media: "Look at him! They were killed because of the drunken and speeding beasts in there. When your children and relatives are killed so carelessly, will you still protect them?"

Reporting vehicles from various media outlets rushed over one after another, continuing to hype up traffic in front of the whole country.

Speaking of which, the media is very secretive about hyping up the US military. Every move they make shows the profound understanding of the meaning of the four words "public loyalty and patriotism".

But if it is just the Japanese police and the Japanese people fighting, the media is very confident that they can report it in full and stir up public sentiment. The police are another kind of white gangsters, and they are good at being scolded.

Li Xinghe hid behind the scenes, but he called Tsukishima Nansa, who couldn't bear it, and instructed: "Open the car window, let the arrested person's face show out, and appease the people outside."

appease?

Tsukishima Nansa didn't believe what Li Xinghe said at all. She felt that Li Xinghe was deliberately embarrassing the protesters.

But she did open her car window to allow arrested protesters to shout to those outside:

"After today, there will be another today! Comrades, only if we unite and do not vote for the Liberal Democratic Party or the US puppets, can we truly take back the people's sovereignty!"

The centrists then began to make a lot of noise, shouting loudly inside and outside, making the Tokyo police somewhat afraid to face the media.

"Who called the media here?"

"I think he is probably a Communist sympathizer."

The policemen talked awkwardly in private.

At this time, the confrontation between the police and the public was almost reaching a fever pitch.

"Is something going to happen?" Chiyonobu Kohei was watching TV.

Li Xinghe took out his cell phone and privately suggested to Nakajima Kuan: "Let's take these people away quickly. The dispersal of the tent village has been basically completed. Catching more people will only cause us trouble."

In short, the police's aim was to dismantle these tent villages.

Now that the tent village has been almost dismantled, there's no need to arrest any more people. They will disperse on their own.

"That's all it can do."

Nakajima Kan was willing to accept the advice, as he did not want to be accused of violently suppressing the people at such a tense moment.

So in fact, the police arrested only about 200 people, and there were very few real Communist Party members among them. They were forced to withdraw from the scene with the special police, allowing the vast majority of revolutionary radicals to escape the police search. This was also Li Xinghe's post-war strategy.

When these people returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, Li Xinghe naturally asked the female police officers to take the captured female prisoners to the Public Security Department 9, instead of handing them over to the Public Security Department 2 and 3 for disposal.

These dozens of women chattered in the ninth department of the Public Security Bureau, but they were not afraid at all. Many female police officers actually did not care about politics, and they even chatted and laughed with them about the gossip of Prime Minister Koizumi.

When the female prisoners were making noise outside, Li Xinghe asked Chiyonobu Kohei:

"Uncle, why are you asking about North Korea? You have some connection with that country, but there's no need to ask about this."

Chiyonobu Kohei didn't expect Li Xinghe to ask directly, he laughed awkwardly:

"Huh? Nothing."

Li Xinghe smiled and shook his head, saying, "Uncle, look at those women outside. They are not anxious at all. Aren't they just confident? You asked directly as soon as you entered the door. I don't think that's the case. Tell me, I will keep it a secret."

At this time, Li Xinghe had already concluded that Chiyonobu Kohei's contact with North Korea was mainly about smuggling commercial goods.

Because if it were a real hidden spy, the response would not be so helpless.

Chiyonobu Kohei could only smile awkwardly: "There is indeed some connection. When North Korea kidnapped Japanese people in the early years, I participated in the rescue of the kidnapped hostages. I accidentally became friends with some people in North Korean diplomacy. This time I wanted to find out for someone, is there really a North Korean spy rumored in the grapevine?"

After careful consideration, Li Xinghe gave an extremely high EQ answer:

"All I can say is that some people were indeed killed as North Korean spies. I have all the photos and weapons archives here."

Chiyobu Kohei understood it instantly.

That is, there is no such thing, but it has to exist due to political factors.

He stood up to take his leave.

Li Xinghe knew that he had contacted North Korea, so he also walked out the door, walked around the office twice, came back, clapped his hands, and said:

"Pour them some tea, register their names after they finish their tea, and then go back home."

The arrested Yajima Xun saw for the first time the man's ever-changing devilish strength. He turned out to be the head of the "Police Psychology and Sports Health Department". And Li Xinghe's words were so light that it was clear that he deliberately let the man escape.

She was afraid that Li Xinghe would be implicated, so she quickly objected:

"No, we can't just disperse like this."

"Why, you still want me to treat you to a meal?"

Li Xinghe took out a wad of money and stuffed it into the hand of Yajima Xun, who was closest to him: "Go, find a nearby restaurant and order some lunch. After this meal, don't make trouble again. Just give me some face. Next time you come in, just say my name."

For veteran police officers, buying favors from protesters and softening their resistance is also a necessary part of their job.

Suddenly, a woman pointed at Li Xinghe and exclaimed:

"You must be Chiyo from the Public Security Department Nine!"

Captain Chiyo is very famous. She is the rescuer who bravely entered the Japanese Lolita Island some time ago.

Although his face couldn't be seen, his excellent figure on TV was still talked about, and Li Xinghe was exposed as soon as he showed off.

Li Xinghe coughed twice:

"Ahem, shush, everyone, stop talking nonsense. Let's go back quickly after dinner."

Yajima Xun ran out of the Metropolitan Police Department with the money, and really ordered a meal nearby, and then had a big meal with the female prisoners, and then went home separately. Li Xinghe personally sent them to the door of the Metropolitan Police Department, and even prepaid the fare home, focusing on a warm and considerate service.

Such an incredible process made Yajima Xun even more curious about Li Xinghe.

When Public Security Section 2 followed the scent and found Public Security Section 9, it was already afternoon.

"Where are the people?" Jin Ze Kohei asked Li Xinghe speechlessly.

"Let them go. They are just a few female college students, there is nothing to interrogate. When they graduate and enter society, they won't be so crazy anymore." Li Xinghe looked at the newspaper casually, pretending nothing had happened.

Kanazawa Kohei thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case, so he gave up pursuing the matter.

So far, only a few veteran cadres of the Central Nuclear Party have been detained, while the vast majority of protesters have gotten through smoothly.

......

When Li Xinghe got off work and was leisurely flipping through the documents that the Metropolitan Police Department had used to make things difficult for him this month, he unexpectedly saw Dongchuan Qingniao's car at the door.

"Mom, is something wrong?"

As her well-known son-in-law, Li Xinghe opened the car door and got in, accompanying Dongchuan Qingniao to the tavern.

"Where's Lao Wu?"

Li Xinghe looked around.

The old guy ran very fast and disappeared in a flash.

Dongchuan Bluebird was wearing a gentle and festive red cheongsam today. She smiled and held Li Xinghe's arm affectionately:

"He went back to Nagoya City. He left you a message, praising your handling of the situation beautifully. He is not responsible for the follow-up matters."

"He ran faster than the Hong Kong reporters."

Li Xinghe made a little joke, but the old man who wanted to recharge was no longer there.

The two held hands intimately and sat in the private room of the Central District Bistro that Dongchuan Qingniao was familiar with. Dongchuan Qingniao kissed his son-in-law on the cheek:

"The best part about this countermeasure is that you finally don't seem so dazzling."

Throughout the entire incident, it was Emmanuel who had been acting as a beacon, attracting attention from all sides. The only two things that exposed Li Xinghe's behavior to the outside world were the two incidents of him picking up girls and getting into the investigation team, and the fat guy stealing his credit.

In the CIA and NSA's report to the White House Director of Intelligence, Li Xinghe was also labeled as "the unlucky guy whose credit was robbed."

“Yes, I also feel that I have made great progress.”

Li Xinghe raised his glass and drank with Dongchuan Bluebird.

"The cause of communism will surely triumph."

My mother-in-law's plump thighs were pressed against Li Xinghe, and her whole body was leaning on his shoulders. She was in a happy mood, drinking and clinging to him.

Li Xinghe was cautious and alert to the waiter outside, while complaining helplessly:

"Mom, the body doesn't seem to be part of our common destiny."

But Dongchuan Bluebird thinks it is wrong.

She slid under the table as smoothly as Bai Suzhen:

"Fuck you, now you are the joint property of my daughter and me."

As common property, Li Xinghe must satisfy the physical and spiritual needs of the two ladies.

So he could only lock the private room and helplessly watched Dongchuan Qingniao holding Dada Xinghe next to his face, kissing him eagerly while wishing he could swallow him whole.