Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

"Never mind the suicide note. Where is Miyake Goto's secretary?"

Li Xinghe looked at Miyake Maria in confusion. He had never seen Miyake Goto have a secretary, and thought that Miyake Maria was the agent.

"He has three secretaries assisting him, but in order to highlight his grassroots status, these three secretaries are not allowed to show up." Mariya explained in a low voice.

His secretary has a big problem!

Even Maria could hear it.

Chiyo Hinahina pondered for a moment, her voice melodious and graceful:

"This is a criminal case. I will use my teacher's power to assign it to my name. I will have the police immediately hunt down Miyake Goto's secretaries, as they are suspected of being involved in the case. And you... immediately have Miyake Maria hide the unfinished suicide note, and then report the case to the nearest police station. Wait for my notice at any time. You must completely sever your ties with this case and come to see me at Kasumigaseki, now!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and was going to call her teacher.

Li Xinghe also made arrangements: "Maria, go to the police station to report the case. Just do as I said. Two groups of criminals came to kill us one after another. You hid and saved your life. Maria drove the van and pretended to be the white-robed gunman with me to escape, and then abandoned the van and disappeared."

No matter who wants the position of congressman, Li Xinghe will...help his family get it.

Maria Miyake was still conscious. She picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, wiped her tears, hid the tears on her face, and went out resolutely to find the police.

Li Xinghe and Maria continued to pretend to be Kurds, fleeing openly in a van and deliberately letting themselves be captured by cameras.

Throughout the whole process, although Maria came with a gun, she did not bring her brain, and her gun did not play any role at all.

So Li Xinghe deliberately asked:

"Which university did you graduate from?"

"I joined the military... in high school, and transferred from the Navy to the CIA."

Thinking of Maria's angry expression when Li Xinghe made fun of the IQ of the US military, Li Xinghe suddenly realized that he seemed to have ridiculed her as well. She joined the US military because of her lack of intelligence.

The K12 basic education in the United States is known as the trash can among trash.

Li Xinghe suddenly realized the problem:

"It's broken. You're not... nor are you going to write a full report?"

This is not uncommon. For example, the CIA once planted a spy in the Afghan president's office, but the spy was fired because he had no ability to write letters. There are countless similar cases.

As we all know, writing articles is a job with a high threshold, and writing a complete and logical article is even more difficult.

For white Americans, education is an extremely expensive life investment.

If Maria really had the qualities to be a university professor, she would not have served as the leader of the action team.

Maria clenched her fists:

"Originally, we had an Asian clerk in our team who was responsible for copywriting."

Oh, so he resigned because the salary was too low.

Li Xinghe continued to ask:

"What about class?"

"I asked my superior to copy the course syllabus from Harvard University. I read it verbatim according to the analysis."

Now, Li Xinghe was even more confused.

This brings up another question.

At the beginning, the leader said that Maria was a tough nut that Li Xinghe would find difficult to deal with, but judging from the situation, her IQ was probably less than 100. So what was so difficult about her?

Li Xinghe didn't know.

He planned to carefully investigate the composition of the previous employees of the Malki Foundation after returning.

The person who really makes things difficult for the superior is most likely among those who have resigned and scattered.

But for now, this is a good thing.

Li Xinghe is the only copywriter in the Maliki Foundation's Tokyo office, so of course he can write whatever he wants.

"You are very smart." Maria said meaningfully.

Li Xinghe was holding his mobile phone and directing Maria to drive, while trying to tease the action team leader whose IQ was less than 100, and at the same time laying the foundation for his own smart command.

"The results of the Raven Matrix IQ test at Cornell University in the United States show that the IQ G value of Chinese Americans is M=8.57, while the IQ G value of white Americans is M=5.98."

"The average secondary education score for white British people is 50 points, the average score for Chinese people is 84 points, the average score for Indian people is 72 points, and the average score for black British people is 54 points."

Maria was angry and turned her head to look at him angrily:

"Are you questioning my intelligence in disguise?"

Li Xinghe shook his finger:

"No, I'm just saying that black people have black skin and white people have white skin. That's called stating objective facts."

Maria threw a politically correct punch:

“This is racism!”

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support. A little more trembling, a little less being beaten, thank you for your understanding.

Chapter 21 Let the pain kill me

The shabby van was running on the streets of Tokyo, and the alarms sounding all around were reminding them that it was time to abandon the car.

Although it is not far from the Miyake family in Bunkyo Ward to Kasumigaseki, the political core of Tokyo, the road is basically through downtown areas. Despite this, no police officer was able to track this broken car all the way.

The vehicle was abandoned in the corner of the parking lot of the island nation's Supreme Court. The two men leisurely abandoned the scrapped van and walked along the street to the intersection at the other end.

Maria suddenly asked:

"Who are you going to push up?"

"Of course it's my family. We want to recommend a prosecutor who is firmly on our side to participate in the parliamentary election and firmly control this parliamentary position. You don't believe me?"

Li Xinghe did not talk about being pro-American or pro-China, but said very simply, I just want to push my family forward.

This is the normal way of thinking that people follow for the sake of profit.

Although Maria always felt that Li Xinghe was too smart, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Li Xinghe looked at the Imperial Palace in Chiyoda from afar and said calmly:

"I will write a work memo when I get home tonight to let my superiors realize our importance in this operation. Don't submit your shabby documents yet, let Tokyo Station hold it for a while. Don't talk nonsense, otherwise you won't even be able to get together the money for next month's car loan."

Li Xinghe wanted to control Maria and prevent her from carrying out abstract operations such as forcing parliamentarians and inciting anti-China riots.

"...good."

Maria was irritated by Li Xinghe's commanding tone, but she lacked the confidence to fight back.

After all, the documents she wrote could not pass the eyes of her superiors at all. Her team now only had two people, and she was obviously not the smarter one.

There was a reversal of leadership between the two men.

The two parted in front of the east gate of the island country's National Assembly Building. In front of the island country's highest authority, Maria was carrying a small shoulder bag with a gun openly placed inside.

Although the police had tracked down the car with fake license plates, when they arrived, all they found was a worthless wreck.

Further away, Li Xinghe told the police: "I'm going to Xiaguan to find my prosecutor aunt."

Kasumigaseki is a nickname for Japan's highest political position.

Prosecutors are social elites that even the police are afraid of.

The two nouns combined, and Li Xinghe walked towards the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office very calmly.

As for Maria, she simply took out the diplomat's immunity gold medal and arrogantly refused to explain to the police why she appeared near Xiaguan, so close to the Congress.

No matter how dumb the police were, they could guess what had happened, so they all went their separate ways, and no one even reported the incident.

After taking two steps, Li Xinghe came back.

"I was just being questioned by the police and I forgot I had the gun on me."

He put the safety on the M11 pistol in his pocket and returned it to Maria. He took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, sleeves and cheeks, and told Maria:

"Burn your clothes when you get home. Wash your whole body to avoid leaving any traces of gunpowder burning. It's best to explain this to your friend in the Seventh Fleet who sells contraband. The police will definitely figure out that we are using a US military pistol based on our bullets. Keep a low profile for now."

"...knew."

Maria was a little stunned. She put the pistol into her shoulder bag and waved to ask Li Xinghe:

"Which one are you...No nothing."

She still didn't ask.

After taking a taxi back home, Maria fell on the sofa feeling exhausted.

"damn it!"

Maria pounded her fist on the sofa. At this moment, she hated herself for not having gone to college. But she was born in a poor rural area in Colorado and could not afford to go to college. She foolishly thought that joining the army would lead her to the pinnacle of life. She was deceived by the recruiter into the navy to suffer. She found that when she wanted to suffer, there was only endless suffering. The worst year was that she was deployed overseas for nine consecutive months without receiving a penny of salary.

Fortunately, she seized the opportunity and transferred from the Seventh Fleet to the CIA in Yokosuka Naval Base, and worked her way up to her current position.

But the financial collapse of the United States broke up the team she had just assembled, leaving her with nothing but troops.

We finally recruited someone who is reliable and capable, but his performance today was too glaring.

She suspected that Li Xinghe might be a deep-level CIA agent, or an intelligence technician in the Five Eyes Alliance, or a member of the Defense Intelligence Agency (DIA), National Security Agency (NSA), National Reconnaissance Office (NRO), etc. He might also be an undercover agent from one of the four intelligence departments of the military system who infiltrated the CIA.

After all, in Afghanistan, the CIA and the US military are systematically killing each other, which is a tradition inherited from the Vietnam War, the Iraq War to the Afghanistan War.

But it's just a little doubtful at the moment.

After all, just like the CIA can't find spies who can write documents, but East Asia is full of college students with curlers, Maria couldn't tell for a moment whether it was because her own action team was too bad or this kid was born with a political family talent.

Or is her IQ really not high?

But no matter what, her KPI is really zero. Since the financial collapse at the end of last year, her action team has collapsed and she must produce some results to prove herself.

Even if Li Xinghe was a poisonous aphrodisiac, she had to swallow it, then spread her legs and let life take turns having sex with her.

Otherwise, if she doesn't achieve any results, she will be demoted or even fired.

Even if Maria wanted to find out Li Xinghe's background, she didn't dare to act rashly, because that would completely undermine her own foundation.

She also has a car loan to pay off.

Maria returned home and plunged her head into the bathtub:

"Oh God, let this damn pain kill me."

......

The administrative structure of island nations is particularly centralized.

Li Xinghe's destination, the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office, is next to the Ministry of Justice and the Tokyo High Public Prosecutors Office, behind it are the Metropolitan Police Department and the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, next to it are the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications, the Ministry of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries, as well as the Tokyo Bar Association and the Tokyo Family Court.

When he got here, a young lady dressed as a legal elite without makeup waved at him on the side of the road:

"Master, come here."

Li Xinghe walked over, and she smiled before she spoke: "You are so handsome indeed. I am Sato Airi, the personal secretary of Prosecutor Chiyo. Just call me Sister Sato."

"How do you know it's me?" Li Xinghe put on his cute disguise again.

"Oh, the prosecutor said that when he saw the most handsome child, he knew it was you, young master." Sato Airi smiled brightly and turned around to walk inside with him.

Li Xinghe couldn't help but admire her perfect emotional intelligence.

As the public security, procuratorial and judicial systems of the island country, the people gathered in these places are all shrewd people.

Especially those prosecutors in island countries are the kings of files.

Li Xinghe chatted with Sato Airi about the story of Aunt Chiyo.

Chiyo Hinahi's path to becoming a prosecutor is the most complete template. After graduating with a master's degree at the age of 25, she passed the judicial examination with one try, graduated with high scores after two years of judicial training, interned at the National Supreme Procuratorate for two years with excellent results, and was assigned to the Tokyo District Prosecutors Office to accumulate experience in front-line case handling.

Now, she is 31 years old and is a first-level prosecutor of the East District Procuratorate.

In two years, when she is 33 years old, she will be recalled to the National Supreme Procuratorate to take on specific work.

When she turns 35, she will be assigned to a full-time position in the Regional Special Investigation Department, the Public Security Department of the Ministry of Justice, or the Regional Public Prosecutors' Office.

By the age of 55, she will have the opportunity to climb to the highest position in the prosecution system, that of Attorney General.

Therefore, when Sato Airi took Li Xinghe to walk in the old district prosecutor's office building, people coming and going saluted her, and the door of Chiyo Hinahiki's office was filled with guests waiting to be summoned.