Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

But how shameful the Tokyo police are has nothing to do with Li Xinghe?

After the police cordoned off the Xianshi Building, he said goodbye to Li Daiyao with the gift box of new clothes and prepared to go home.

Today's discussion was both successful and unsuccessful.

The success was that he and Li Daiyao reached a lot of common views on economic terrorist attacks and reached a consensus on the issue of attacking the economic foundation of the island country.

The two people reached a cooperation agreement that would work immediately.

Li Xinghe left the card with 1000 million yen with her as a capital to "short the yen". When the yen collapses again soon, he can make a lot of money.

But the failure was that his contacts clearly had no basic understanding of politics.

Li Daiyao just knows how to do business.

Her political understanding is probably at the same level as a liberal arts professor born in the 60s in China, which is the limited stereotype she got from stupid TV dramas and marketing accounts. It can be seen that she has not received relevant training. Or if she has been trained, the professor is very incompetent.

So Li Xinghe still needs to work harder on his own.

In addition, Li Xinghe unexpectedly discovered that Li Daiyao did not know about entering the Malki Foundation and the possibility of being recruited by the island country's Ministry of Public Security.

The leader did not pass this information to her, which means that Li Xinghe's position will be handled by multiple leaders and connected to different channels. But the situation is too urgent now, and I'm afraid there is no time to make any arrangements. It will probably be arranged until the next meeting.

After returning home, Li Xinghe put the expensive clothes given by Li Daiyao next to the sofa and began to write a work report.

As a Chinese, in an educational environment where test scores are extremely high, writing essays has become an instinct that comes easily to me.

The first is a comprehensive report on leadership tasks.

"Investigate whether the United States will withdraw from the first island chain."

Li Xinghe’s answer to this task is: No.

“The imperialist countries are clearly ready to send their slaves to their deaths. Island nations, South Korea, the Philippines, no matter which country or region, as long as they can burn flesh, they will be fought until only the last islander is left. Judging from the [targets] I have come into contact with, the CIA’s goal is to stir up anti-China anxiety in the island nations and force us to fight in the cesspool.”

After a brief summary, Li Xinghe finalized the outline of the report.

The United States will not leave. They just want to use the island country as a cesspool to throw the Eastern superpower into it.

Ideally, as long as the Eastern superpower falls into this cesspool, the United States can free its hands to do bad things elsewhere.

However, as a Chinese, Li Xinghe himself actually supports the US approach.

Because only in this way can we sterilize the militarists in the island country in an all-round way. We should start with the emperor and that shitty shrine, scrape out every inch of the militarist poison, clean it, disinfect it, and send it to the Institute of Chemistry and the labor reform farm.

So, he didn't write his coping strategy at the end.

Just post it on Baidu Netdisk.

The second task, given to the CIA, is to answer the question, "Have the island nation's top leaders decided to collectively turn around and betray the US-Japan alliance?"

The answer is still: No.

Although he had not come into contact with Aunt Chiyo, this was a CIA mission. Li Xinghe wanted to just take out chatGpt and let artificial AI do the questions. Of course, he would not really investigate.

The CIA's work reporting software is also very speechless, it is WeWork. This is a commonly used conference software in Europe and the United States, and it is the European and American version of Tencent Conference.

Tencent Meeting versus Baidu Netdisk is like a turtle versus a mung bean.

He first spoke a few paragraphs of nonsense in difficult English, and then started making up nonsense:

"Through the island nation's own opinion polls, my contacts with many relatives, and searches near the Diet Building, I am convinced that there is no possibility of a collective shift in the political leadership of the island nation. However, it is not ruled out that some political losers will try to turn and join our opponents. For example, Congressman Miyake Goto has already felt betrayed by the United States. Therefore, we must take tougher measures to force them to offer their loyalty."

Then the report is complete.

Although it was nonsense, compared with the non-combustible garbage intelligence fabricated by the CIA's hundreds of thousands of intelligence contractors, Li Xinghe's intelligence was already considered to be of high think tank standard.

After all, its original intention and conclusion were correct, but the person Li Xinghe wanted to harm, Miyake Goto, was really a loyal dog of the American empire.

The more loyal you are, the more you need to endure the iron fist of the American father and experience his love.

Li Xinghe sent this report to the Malki Foundation's WeWork, and Ms. Maria and her superiors could see it.

During the next period of time, Li Xinghe will gradually become silent until new orders come from his superiors.

"Gaga, I bought a watermelon."

At 9:30 in the evening, after a busy day looking for the bank robbery suspect but failing to find him, Fuji Rie, covered in sweat, went home carrying a quarter of a watermelon.

She calls Li Xinghe by his nickname, and Gaga is the double pronunciation of the word "He" in Li Xinghe's name.

That is: He He.

At this time, Li Xinghe was taking a bath in the bathroom.

Fuji Rie put down her backpack and was about to cut a watermelon when she unexpectedly saw the clothes placed next to the sofa. As a woman, no matter how conservative she is, she still knows something about ordinary luxury goods.

"Strange...what's up with this dress...and what's up with this label?"

Fuji Rie picked up her sleeves and looked at the price tag of hundreds of thousands on it, feeling a little anxious for no reason.

Brother...is he short of money...and is he being kept by someone?

Go do mother's work?

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Chapter 17 Filling the Heart of Puff

Mom’s life is a replica of Dad’s life.

It is a kind of soft and erotic service that young and handsome men seek to be supported by female sponsors. Generally speaking, there is no physical relationship, but as long as the female sponsor pays, having sex is not a problem.

The media in the island country conducted a survey many years ago and found that 10% of women had worked as fathers, while 6.4% of men had worked as mothers. As the economy continued to collapse, it is said that this proportion has exceeded 15%, and the proportion is even higher among young women.

That is to say, if a high school boy is looking for a girlfriend in his high school, he has a one in five chance of stepping on a girlfriend who has been a father. And among his friends, one in ten may be pretending to be a son to a middle-aged woman.

Although this data itself cannot be mechanically compared, there are many young men and women who do soft-core sex services for money. Even children from wealthy families are gradually getting involved.

Fuji Rie was a little confused for a moment.

Pull your brother out of the bathroom right away and call Aunt Chiyo and Aunt Jian to conduct a triple trial on your brother?

"No, no, no, we also have to consider the self-esteem of an 18-year-old boy."

She was somewhat hesitant.

And what if she doesn’t go to be a mother, but has some money of her own?

"That's not right. Even his return ticket was paid for by the United Nations Youth Protection Organization..."

She began to work on the details again.

There is no doubt that Li Xinghe must have some money, but it is definitely not much. Otherwise, the United Nations and the Canadian government would not have contacted his relatives.

"Should I just pretend to be a son now?"

Fuji Rie checked the clothes again. As a woman, she could see that these clothes clearly contained the care and love of an older relative for a younger child, so she judged that Li Xinghe was only involved in the matter and was still providing emotional value to the unknown woman.

In terms of relationships between men and women, motherhood, which is dominated by women, does not particularly require physical relationships. Many women are just pursuing psychological satisfaction.

But this is not necessarily the case for young boys of 18. At Teddy's age, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself for long.

For some reason, Fuji Rie felt her whole body tremble and her chest ached with anger when she thought about her brother being abused by a greasy middle-aged fat woman.

Holding the clothes, Fuji Rie cut off the label and prepared to go to the store to check it later.

Fuji Rie expelled all the women who tried to drag her brother back into the abyss of prostitution, gambling and drugs.

"No matter who you are, get away from me..." Her voice revealed danger.

At this time, Li Xinghe was still taking a shower in the bathroom.

Li Xinghe was not careless, but intentionally did not cover up the clothes, so as to pave the way for the possibility of his relationship with Li Daiyao being discovered later, and to facilitate more public communication. This is the cunning rabbit with three burrows. As long as the families on both sides can come forward to guarantee, Li Xinghe can use the excuse of staying with his other sister to carry out the assassination mission at any time, and it is difficult for the police or public security to suspect it.

But he didn't expect that a little guidance would lead Fuji Rie to an unexpected direction of thinking.

The next day.

After checking the trash basket, Fuji Rie pulled Li Xinghe out for a run.

When she came back from running, she seemed to have great determination and put a pair of briefs that she had washed yesterday on the washing machine in the bathroom.

"What is she thinking?"

Li Xinghe held her white panties in his hand and fell silent.

......

Although he is indeed at the age of a small electric motor, Li Xinghe still controlled himself.

Of course, the main problem is that Fuji Rie's old-fashioned underwear is really hard to arouse interest. If she changed to a black and white lace hollow pattern, it would be really nice.

And it’s not like he doesn’t have ways to satisfy his desires.

So Li Xinghe went to school early.

Today is Wednesday, and I have five classes a day. It is also the last class day of the week.

The first two sections were about economics, with an 80-year-old Japanese man chattering on and on about the outdated bubble economy.

The last two classes were diplomacy courses, and teacher Maria arrived as scheduled.

Her style of dressing is as aloof and cool as ever, and her lectures are just as cold, allowing everyone to experience the stimulation of air conditioning blowing on their faces at the turn of spring and summer.

Miyake Maria, who already knew that Li Xinghe and Maria had a relationship, let herself go. She sat directly next to Li Xinghe, and they leaned cheek to cheek and rubbed each other's ears intimately.

The Japanese and Korean students around them dispersed and isolated the two dogs who were openly sticking together.

She was wearing a pink sailor suit and pleated skirt today. Her two smooth thighs rubbed against Li Xinghe, making him distracted and want to measure whether she was wearing thin stockings.

In the classroom, Maria Miyake whispered in Li Xinghe's ear:

"It's bad. My dad is selling my ownership everywhere. Your little Maria will be flying away soon."

Maria Miyake actually came here to ask for help today.

It’s not that you can’t make calls on the phone. Miyake Maria strives to win with one strike. If she can’t even get Li Xinghe to wear a JK sailor suit and silk stockings and leather shoes, begging on the phone will be of no use.

Li Xinghe's hand moved along Miyake Mariya's snow-white skin towards her collar, while he analyzed calmly:

"It's not just ownership, right? If I'm not mistaken, your father should be contacting candidates who are eligible to participate in the by-election after his resignation, preparing to hand over the position of parliamentarian and pass on this power. And as a tool for this transfer, you are just a carrier."

Hearing Li Xinghe's cold-blooded analysis, Miyake Maria couldn't help but tear up. Her heart was broken like a willow in the wind. She bit her rosy lips tightly.

"Tsk, don't you have any of the impulse of a boyfriend saving his girlfriend?"

It seems like sweet talk.

But this is a trap!

Maria Miyake is a twisted beauty. Li Xinghe doesn't know what her spiritual world is like.

However, she used such a gentle offensive that once Li Xinghe fell into her trap, he would gradually become her emotional captive and fall into a disadvantage in the relationship.

Li Xinghe bit his tongue hard, warning himself to stay awake.

He said jokingly:

"I don't have the heart to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, but I have a lot of heart to fill you up with puffs during your vtuber channel live stream."

"Well, you are such a shameless bastard."

Maria Miyake couldn't help but grit her teeth.

But despite the murderous look on her pretty face, Li Xinghe knew that she was not actually angry, but was just thinking about how to compromise in this ill-fated relationship.

After figuring it out in her mind, Maria Miyake unzipped Li Xinghe's trousers, then opened her scarlet lips and kissed the big root of destiny.

Li Xinghe's eyes widened and his back straightened instantly.

"Cough cough."

In this open class, Li Xinghe could only pull Miyake Maria's coat over her to avoid being discovered.

Soon, Li Xinghe's expression turned puzzled. He frowned and pinched Miyake Maria's butt:

"Boss, can you please hold back your teeth? This is the controller of your happiness for the rest of your life! Stop biting it."

"Wow... Do you think I want to? It's my first time too..."

Inside the clothes, Maria Miyake was also helpless.

This is the first time I lick you, if you have the guts, pull out my teeth.