Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Adjusting the positions of these three women is seen by outsiders as Li Xinghe expressing his current political stance. He tirelessly studies their past papers and social media posts, labeling and researching them.

So, Lu Yuchi Hua Yingmei took out the ovulation-stimulating agent, gritting her teeth in regret and shame, and looked at Li Xinghe:

"Hmph. You got off easy."

Previously, the child born to Misato's mother was registered under her name; now it's time for her to actually have a child.

"Oh dear, if you don't want to, then I'll do it."

Mian Guanjin smiled gently as she swallowed the fertility-enhancing drug.

"it's a pity."

Although Ayako Aso was reluctant to leave, she left happily, considering that she was going to beat Emi Hana next.

Then, two women who looked very similar, sisters who had once been a fake couple arranged by their father, lay sprawled on the sofa bed, giving Li Xinghe quite a while to choose.

These two sisters are truly beautiful.

After two hours of fussing, the sky grew dark.

A subordinate suddenly arrived.

Moon Island Minamisuna knocks on the door in the middle of the night.

Upon entering, she saw both Shika Yuchi and Hidemi in the room, and for a moment she mistakenly thought she was in a dream.

The gentler and more charming Mian Guan Jin, unlike Hua Ying Mei who often engages in masculine verbal battles with politicians, watched as Yue Dao Nan Sha entered the room, and gently lifted her skirt, reluctantly stepping aside to reveal the silver threads:

"Tsukishima, come in. Want to try it out first? But don't ejaculate inside, okay? Save it for me today. I've already had two rounds."

"Um... okay."

Tsukishima Minami first covered her daughter Xiaoyin's eyes and took her to a meeting room with a television. Then, this hardworking and meritorious secret agent took off her trousers and socks and slowly swallowed Da Da Xinghe into her belly with her healthy thighs and waist.

Li Xinghe was speechless.

However, the flowers of Tsukishima Minamisa, which came over in the middle of the night, had that humid and firm feeling of just having exercised, completely enveloping and wrapping the vast starry sky, even more tightly than the cotton violet, like a cup of freshly heated coffee.

Whatever, it doesn't matter who I fuck.

Tsukishima Minamisa took a few breaths:

"During a thorough inspection of the area around the Cabinet today, a gun hole was unexpectedly discovered in the glass curtain wall of the Cabinet residence."

Long ago, Li Xinghe instructed Lin Youzi to use armored vehicles belonging to the rebel forces to fire on the Cabinet Office, creating a major public opinion crisis. Since then, the Cabinet Office has rebuilt its exterior walls with bulletproof glass.

This may have been left behind by a small group attempting to carry out an assassination.

Minami Tsukishima, panting, continued explaining:

"Then we inspected the bulletproof car we used to go to Yokota base today and unexpectedly found a dent that looked like it had been hit by a bullet."

In other words, the assassination team was so incompetent, or rather, the weapons they used were so pathetic, that the Cabinet Special Operations Brigade responsible for security failed to detect the assassination attempt.

It's like a man and woman having sex. The woman asks, "Have we started?" and the man replies, "We're already done."

Is it due to the effective protection of the newly formed Cabinet Special Operations Unit, their slow reaction, or the weakness of the small organization that carried out the assassination?

Li Xinghe gently swayed his waist and asked:

Are there any suspects?

"Yes. Today, my trip to Yokota Air Base to announce the strategic adjustments to the Self-Defense Forces triggered a high-frequency response via secret messaging software such as Telegram. It seems that a considerable number of Self-Defense Force officers still harbor resentment towards you."

This is quite normal. The Japanese Self-Defense Forces can even create a major international incident like the Okinawa Incident, blowing the skull off the USS Kennedy, which led to a series of subsequent events.

It's impossible for such an organization to be completely under Li Xinghe's control in two years.

Allowing them to continue cursing in the Telegram group was already the greatest mercy Li Xinghe could show.

This brings us to the Public Security Section 9 inner circle organization that Li Xinghe entrusted to his absolutely trusted sister, Fuji Rie, to establish. This organization was led solely by Fuji Rie, with Higashikawa Yukimi in charge of external intelligence liaison and Tsukishima Minamisa in charge of actual offline operations. It utilized unique technical surveillance from both the US CIA and the Chinese National Security Bureau.

For example, network monitoring technology that captures high-frequency sensitive keywords through the input method interface of netizens can immediately be regarded as a problem once certain related sensitive words are frequently activated in a certain software, and then manual intervention will be carried out.

Minami Tsukishima used spyware surveillance programs available in both China and the United States to locate the group's secret group. She discovered that during the Yokota Medal Award incident, frequently used Japanese words such as 'kill,' 'assassinate,' 'eliminate,' and 'resist' appeared rapidly and explosively in secret group software like Telegram.

By tracing the addresses, the individuals involved were found to be distributed across several ministries and agencies, with Shingo Miyake, a former Parliamentary Secretary for Defense, being the most blatant.

He declared in the telegram group that the Americans should be invited back and Li Xinghe should be driven out.

You might think Taiwanese people have a lingering affection for the United States, but actually, the Japanese harbor an even deeper, more ingrained sense of a monster of America.

The same is true for South Korea.

As they chatted, Tsukishima Minami shook her firm breasts, leaving happy fluids on her boss.

Then she switched places with Shikamichi Watanuki Sumire, who was waiting nearby.

Cotton violet continued to tremble up and down happily, extracting the essence of her lover.

Li Xinghe then complained:

"Looks like I haven't killed enough."

With a month or two left before the US midterm elections, we should teach the Japanese a lesson about what it means to have an iron fist to suppress them.

However, targeting only underground organizations is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito; we need to take them all down at once.

Li Xinghe clapped his hands:

"Oh right, I was also planning to abolish Tokyo's ridiculous autonomous government, and now this has all happened. I'll take advantage of this to abolish Tokyo's autonomous government as well, and establish a capital city government that is 100% obedient to the central government."

Shiro Michika, carrying a bowl of hot beef soup from the kitchen, offered a speechless critique:

"What happened to the promise of no ideological censorship?"

Li Xinghe buried his face in Mian Guanjin's large breasts, enjoying their warmth and softness.

“Ideological censorship is a term used in British capitalism. In Japan, which is now a unique socialist country under the Emperor system, we usually jokingly refer to it as ‘being purged’.”

Chapter 825: Your Money is My Money, Fishing Slaughter Competition (4600 words)

The next morning.

With white liquid still between her legs, Minami Tsukishima carried her unconscious daughter, Oto, back to the office of Section 9 of the Public Security Bureau.

"Hmm~ Taking her daughter to keep the boss company, Minamisa really knows how to have fun." Master Tamako patted Tsukishima Minamisa's bottom mysteriously, wiping away some stains for her.

Musashi Hachimono, who is now mainly responsible for Li Xinghe's safety and providing close protection, gave Tamako a mysterious smile and made a gesture of passing one finger through the ring.

The female subordinates blushed and made various silent gossipy comments about Tsukishima Minamisa's demeanor.

Tsukishima Minamisa was starting to lose her composure:

How did you figure that out?

Everyone shook their heads.

It's something that can only be understood, not explained. There aren't many women in this office who haven't slept with the boss. Do you think we don't know what they look like and what their expressions are like afterward?

Kana Yamato, who is about to succeed, is sneezing.

However, since Higashikawa Yukami and Fuji Rie, who were in charge of general affairs at Section 9 of the Public Security Bureau, were busy with their own things today, Tsukishima Minami clapped her hands and led everyone to get down to business.

She took out a photo of Shingo Miyake:

"This person is Shingo Miyake, a former Liberal Democratic Party politician and Parliamentary Secretary of the Ministry of Defense. He graduated from Waseda University, studied at Columbia University in the United States for a year in 90, and then completed his master's degree at the University of Tokyo. After graduation, he joined the Economic Review and later entered politics. He should have had a bright future ahead of him, but he was dismissed due to a sexual harassment scandal. Now we have discovered that this person is very dissatisfied with the boss's governance model, and should be marked as the person in charge of a major case that is about to break out."

This is a typical career path for high-ranking lawmakers in South Korea and Taiwan. After graduating from a prestigious university, they must pursue further studies at a top American university and receive high praise from American officials before they are considered to have the basic qualifications to return to their home countries and participate in politics.

But this isn't typical of Japan. Japan's older political establishment typically doesn't pursue further education in the US; they each have their own schools and political stances. Conversely, Japan's new generation of politicians is gradually falling to the level of South Korea and Taiwan, seeking to enhance their resumes and gain recognition in the US. For example, Shinjiro Koizumi went to Columbia University.

From this perspective, the decline of Japanese politics is crystal clear; like Germany and France, it is on a downward trajectory.

"Eavesdrop on him?"

Master Yu scratched his head.

"Arrest them directly?"

Tatsumi Haruka and Saigo Sanjiichi were both puzzled.

Of course, that's not all.

Tsukishima Minamisa selected these capable teammates and took a car to a Chinese restaurant early in the morning.

Japanese politicians typically discuss politics over dinner in the evening, so these secretive groups deliberately meet during breakfast to avoid being monitored.

They drove their car to a breakfast stall in Ikebukuro run entirely by Chinese people and set up an antenna to listen in.

In an environment populated entirely by Chinese people who didn't understand Japanese, openly discussing Japanese politics in a Chinese shop meant that Li Xinghe's spies would never find them. This was another way for these small groups to remain undetected. That's why Tsukishima Minami couldn't find them for a long time. It was only yesterday's medal award ceremony and the speech by the National Parents and Teachers Association that provoked Miyake Shingo, allowing them to be caught by the sensitive words in his phone's input method.

As Shingo Miyake entered the shop, the arrival of another person cheered up Minami Tsukishima.

She showed him a photo:

“You definitely know this person. His name is Mori Helen, and he used to be the head of a small group of members within the Liberal Democratic Party faction. It seems that the peace and future policy seminar group they organized also had dealings with Xinghe.”

Long ago, Li Xinghe needed the help of small political cliques like theirs.

Unfortunately, Senhailian's small faction collapsed a couple of years ago.

Politicians like him, who rise to prominence in Tokyo's urban districts by relying on environmentalism and personal charisma, might do well the first time, but they will be abandoned by voters the second time.

Everyone in the back seat laughed:

"Wow."

Having Li Xinghe's connections, yet still ending up in this situation, it's truly self-inflicted.

Sen Hailian has now found a job at a company, but he has clearly not given up on his political future.

In a private room of a small restaurant frequented entirely by Chinese people, Sen Hailian spoke boastfully:

“I’m very familiar with people like Li Xinghe. He’s the kind of guy who gets arrogant once he gains power. If we just find a few henchmen when his reform process stalls, we can take him down with one shot. His son is only one or two years old, and his mother and wife are both women. He really lacks self-control.”

Shingo Miyake said:

"Although he has a million flaws, he can handle the US-Japan security relationship well, and even the China-Japan security relationship. He is simply a natural talent for overcoming challenges. As long as he completes the transition from the US-Japan security treaty to a balance of security between China and Japan, we will assassinate him and then seize power."

The political stance of this group gradually became apparent. They were a group of disillusioned former Liberal Democratic Party politicians who were secretly plotting to change the world.

The people they came into contact with, as gradually being monitored, were mainly right-wing Self-Defense Force officers, businessmen affected by the entry of Chinese industries, remnants of agricultural cooperatives, and lurking gangsters, among others.

The only problem is that these people are too useless. How can they be made to connect with the Japanese bureaucrats that Li Xinghe wants to eliminate, given that they have already been defeated by Li Xinghe once?

"Let's write an ad. Fishing."

Tsukishima Minamisuna clapped her hands, having come up with an idea.

Since they don't have much power, why not get the local officials in Tokyo to join them and form a network so they can be easily wiped out in one fell swoop?

With the assistance of the technical department, they inserted advertisements containing dissatisfaction with Li Xinghe into various mobile phone software information feeds and TV advertising corners in Tokyo. They also targeted Tokyo bureaucrats with advertisements and threats such as "Li Xinghe wants to expand the number of Chinese students taking the civil service exam" and "Dismiss incompetent bureaucrats."

Soon, panic began to spread.

Tokyo officials began to make contact with Shingo Miyake and others.

The intelligence was gathered and sent to Li Xinghe, who then issued the following instructions:

"Interesting. Keep tracking them; we must bring them all down."

The Cabinet Special Operations Brigade still needs to be expanded.

"Fishing is a heavy burden of karma," Li Xinghe sighed.

Japan has only about 500,000 civil servants in total, and Li Xinghe wants to cut them and the Tokyo Metropolitan Government bureaucracy as well. That's really too bad.

……

Mayu Takajo drove her little K-car, carrying business collaboration documents, to find Makabe Kokubun.

Because the pipeline for the Sakhalin oil and gas field on Sakhalin Island in Russia is almost complete and the project to cross the strait to Wakkanai Port is about to begin, once the oil and gas field starts supplying oil and gas, a large amount of oil and natural gas from the north will flow south. Preparations need to be made in advance for this.

When she arrived at the agreed-upon coffee shop, Kokubun Makabe and Kokubun Tsukiya, these two sisters with fair skin and ethereal beauty, were arguing:

Out of boredom, Kokubun Makabe stomped on her older sister's instep:

"My dear sister, you're so useless, how are you going to compete? You're not even as good as Zhao Lieshu, at least she flies to South Korea from time to time to organize fan meetings and maintain party loyalty."

"South Korea... those fandoms in South Korea are too crazy."

Kokubun Tsukiya is not good at dealing with reporters and gets intimidated by large groups of people.

After all, he is a person with congenital social disorder.