Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

"Yeah, I heard that Miyake Goto refused to resign, and everyone felt that it was difficult to deal with it."

"Pour cement into the Tokyo Bay and bury it. There are many people who want to take his place."

“But the Americans…”

The island officials who came and went casually spread all kinds of secrets. Li Xinghe sent a message to Sister Li, and then pretended to be a country bumpkin waiting for his relatives, looking around.

"Handsome guy, where are you from? You have the right conditions to debut."

Soon, a female scout came over and tried to fool the silly country bumpkin.

People who have just arrived in Tokyo cannot hide their inherent curiosity, and talent scouts often take this as an opportunity to seduce a large number of country men and women to work in the film and television industry or the sex industry.

“Oh, I’m a foreigner.”

Seeing that Sister Li had not arrived yet, Li Xinghe started to talk to the scout to hone his performance skills.

"Foreigners are better, and foreign idols are also very popular now..."

As she was speaking, her chair was violently kicked away.

"Hey, what are you talking about to my brother, asshole!"

When I turned around, I saw a petite woman, probably less than 1.6 meters tall, standing behind me.

Her long hair spread out like a waterfall under the fisherman's hat, and she was wearing big sunglasses, a short black windbreaker, and long boots. In the absolute area between the short windbreaker and the long boots, her skin as white as the first snow was clearly visible. Looking up, she had a small face but a broad chest, and under her slender waist were long legs with golden proportions.

On Roppongi, a street filled with beautiful women, she is still gorgeous and outstanding, shining in all directions.

Although her height was not a concern, her tigress-like temperament scared the scout so much that he quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Then she took Li Xinghe's arm as if no one was around:

"Why didn't you tell me you were here?"

Li Xinghe was stunned, but on the surface he was very affectionate and walked out hand in hand with Sister Li:

"I didn't have classes on Tuesday afternoon, so I came to see my sister."

The two of them were like siblings who had reunited after a long separation. They walked hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder as they strolled around Roppongi. After buying a set of clothes for her brother, Sister Li took Li Xinghe back to her company.

"My name is Li Daiyao. Dai means era and Yao means Yaochi. Don't make any mistakes."

The two walked to the Xianshi Building.

On the 23rd floor of the elevator, there are large golden letters: Li’s Import and Export Trading Company.

This is the company that Li Daiyao took over from Li Jiangang.

The company occupies four storefronts on the 23rd floor of the building. There are more than a dozen Chinese and Japanese employees who are constantly on the phone. When they see Li Daiyao coming in with a man, they can't help but drop their jaws.

Li Daiyao, who looked like a queen, walked into the office, put on her long boots, sat in the boss's chair and lit a cigarette.

Seeing Li Xinghe still standing, he asked:

"Have you never seen ladies' cigarettes?"

"I have seen him, but not so bold." Li Xinghe told the truth and sat down opposite her.

Li Daiyao took a few puffs and then put it away. He pulled down his sunglasses to reveal a pair of beautiful round phoenix eyes and stared at Li Xinghe:

"But this one is indeed a bit thin. Do you like something thicker than this?"

This question made Li Xinghe fall silent.

Because the implications are so terrible.

"I'm not interested in men." He waved his hand.

"I was talking about cigars." She smiled.

After saying that, she kicked the chair again, slid to Li Xinghe's side, and put her stocking-wrapped feet on his legs.

"Boy, your original mission was to come to my place after this year and take care of the hard-to-handle affairs in the dark for me. But something changed... You haven't yet fully judged the changes in the situation here. This time you handled it decisively, but before the next action..."

As she spoke, Li Daiyao slightly adjusted her posture, her two small feet crossed on the edge of Li Xinghe's gear shifter, and she bared her fangs, her dissatisfaction evident in her words:

"Call your dear sister and ask for a report. When I received the emergency call today, I didn't know you were the shooter. You came so fast? You came as soon as you came in Tokyo. Is it because Tokyo is too hot that you can't control yourself?"

"I'm sorry, I understand the rules, there won't be a next time."

Li Xinghe couldn't adapt for a while, but logically speaking, he should discuss with his contact before preparing for the shooting.

But as an outstanding spy graduate, Li Xinghe still noticed that the topic of the conversation was controlled by Li Daiyao, so he changed the topic:

"Why do we keep telling dirty jokes when we chat?"

Li Daiyao took out a bank card from his trouser pocket and placed it in front of Li Xinghe:

"Nonsense, of course it's because this is the only thing in the development plan I tailored for you. I originally wanted you to be a gigolo, a male PR who helps me seduce partners. Look at you, besides being handsome and attractive, do you have any other specialties? Find me 20 sisters-in-law if you can."

There are 1000 million yen in this card, but Li Xinghe has already deducted more than yen from it using his online account.

"Does this specialty count?" Li Xinghe adjusted the gear shifter.

Li Daiyao lowered her glasses and leaned over to look at Li Xinghe's crotch. After a not-so-detailed inspection, she confirmed:

"Yes. But it counts as attraction."

The two were silent for a moment.

Li Xinghe also found that Li Daiyao was not very interested in political topics.

People like Maria and Fuji Rie are both politicians in a broad sense, and they are very worried about the case involving the Miyake Goto gang.

But Li Daiyao talked about the economy.

As an import and export trader, she talked about the Japanese yen:

"The yen has fallen to 1:180 USD/JPY and 1:35 RMB/JPY. It will continue to fall due to the recent international situation. If it continues to fall, it will fall below the bottom line of $3 per capita again. Its per capita GDP is about to lose to that of our country."

As for why the confrontation in the East China Sea failed, it was clearly a conflict between two major powers in the East and the West, but the unlucky one was the island country. It can only be said that no matter how the chessboard was ruined, the chess players certainly didn't care.

The Korean won next door is just as miserable. The United States cannot reap the big developing countries, and the daddy can only reap his own son and dog.

In the past two years, the number of men selling prostitutes in South Korea has increased sharply, and has spread to neighboring countries. Before that, South Korean technical women had already spread all over the world.

"Then let's... make some money from the collapse of the Japanese yen?" Li Xinghe tried to figure out what she was thinking.

Li Daiyao took back the bank card given to Li Xinghe, then turned towards Tokyo Bay, opened his arms wide, and said cruelly:

"Ah, I can't wait to see the fireworks explode. When the Japanese economy explodes in the future and the war breaks out, first blow up Chiyoda in Tokyo, then blow up Mount Fuji, and drop 20 nuclear bombs on Kyoto and Osaka. That way the fireworks will be dazzling enough. It's not just Tokyo or the island countries, I think South Korea should be bombed as well, and those pro-American countries in Southeast Asia should not be spared either."

Li Xinghe understood.

Li Daiyao wanted to blow up any place where his beastly father Li Jiangang had been hanging around.

"Those old men only care about politics. Economics is the core issue, idiots."

Li Daiyao came back and continued to put her legs on Li Xinghe's legs, talking about her leadership philosophy.

In short, she believes that the most perfect conquest would be to plunge Japan into an economic crisis, and then completely destroy it and allow it to be completely harvested by Chinese capital.

"So can't we just deal with both the economic crisis and the political crisis at the same time? Politics and economics are inseparable, and we can't just focus on one end."

Li Xinghe asked a question.

"You have a suggestion?"

Li Xinghe thought of the stock gods on Capitol Hill in the United States:

"For example...shooting on sensitive days, intimidating and attacking politicians in island countries, wiretapping members of Congress, stealing secrets from the six major chaebols and then exposing them..."

"Yes. You go and steal the secrets, and I'll do short-term operations and ambush, and make a lot of money..."

The more Li Daiyao spoke, the hotter his eyes became.

She finally met a good partner, a good brother, and a good comrade-in-arms with whom she could chat.

The two economic terrorists began to plan together how to further collapse the Japanese yen and reap economic terrorist acts such as harvesting the stock market, bond market and foreign exchange market.

The main purpose is to raise funds for terrorism.

Finally, after the two of them had a good time talking, Li Daiyao put forward her real request:

"Don't turn off the phone. I may need you to help me get one... or several partners. Female bosses or second-generation women, both are very beautiful, and the remuneration will definitely be generous."

Li Xinghe nodded in agreement.

This was the job he was originally supposed to do, but he had to temporarily take over because his predecessor disappeared.

On the other hand, the main reason is that I really lack money.

Just as Li Daiyao and Li Xinghe were taking turns making remarks about economic terrorism, downstairs of the Senseki Building, on the busiest street in Tokyo, a van drove straight into a Mitsubishi UFJ Bank.

"Hand over the money!"

Four criminals wielded machetes, and bank employees fell to the ground one after another. They tried to use explosives to blow open the safe, but accidentally killed one of their own. The depositor tried to resist, and accidentally hacked another robber and seriously injured him during the fight. At this time, the alarm sounded, and the remaining two abandoned their companions, robbing only 4 million yen and fled in embarrassment.

But they killed 2 people and injured 11 people in total.

While the people upstairs are planning economic terrorist attacks, the people downstairs have already started carrying out the terrorist attacks.

For the islanders, the real terror and the disruption of social order began.

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Chapter 16 Mom's Life

Police lights were flashing and police cars were everywhere inside and outside the Roppongi Senseki Building.

A large group of policemen gathered together to discuss the case.

Several mobile search teams gathered here, carefully investigating the scene, confirming the identity of the deceased, and studying where the two escaped people had gone.

The head of the Investigation Division 1, Masanori Iwaki, looked up at the sky in silence.

Since the police did not come today, it was indeed a matter of rivalry between the police.

However, the problem is that the rivalry is too fierce.

Although the case of two people being killed is not common, it still happens every year. However, the stupid thief who rushed into the bank in broad daylight, slashed the staff and customers, and also slashed his accomplice, did it on a day when there was a shooting yesterday. No matter how you look at it, it seems more like they are causing trouble for them.

The elites of the class gathered together to complain:

"Yesterday's newspapers already called us thieves of the nation's tax dollars. I wonder what today's newspapers will say about us."

"Maybe the national tax thief?"

"Are you referring to the thieves who robbed a bank, one blew himself up, another was seriously injured by his companions, and only took away 400 million yen?"

Iwaki Masanori turned around and shouted at them:

"If we don't catch these two bastards today, we will lose face and become tax thieves who blow themselves up! Get moving, check surveillance, communications, and the dead man's social connections. Get the helicopters up. If we don't catch them within five hours, I'll hang you on helicopters and fly you over Tokyo."

These words were spoken with great force, and the police were very appreciative.

But someone reminded him: "Sorry, this is Tokyo. Flying a helicopter requires approval from the US-Japan Joint Command."

“Then go write an application!”

Iwaki Masanori was very crazy.

The police attacked in all directions in a rage.

The latest 'Mitsubishi Bank Robbery Countermeasures Headquarters' was immediately established, with Iwaki Masanori in charge.

He roared at the police elite:

"If you want to shoot, shoot. If you want to hack, hack. Do you think Tokyo is a sex shop? You have to pay if you go to a sex shop!"

Then, in order to stabilize the hearts of the citizens, Iwaki Masanori promised his superiors that the case would be closed within five hours, and the senior police officers therefore released the good news of the immediate arrest.

Five hours later.

"Apologies..."

Iwaki Masanori led the elites of the First Investigation Division to bow their heads and apologize collectively. They did not find the two thieves who ran away in the van.

Although theoretically, it is not difficult to find these two stupid thieves, the US military does not agree, so they cannot launch helicopters to track them. The police can only use the most stupid method, monitoring the surveillance cameras and checking every street and road to search for them.

Of course, the whole thing was just a normal thing for the Tokyo police. They couldn't even catch Luffy's robbers immediately, and often let them get away with the stolen goods. In the end, they always caught a few stupid guys, and they didn't even know who was in charge.

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