After Becoming a Little |

Japan Cabinet Building

Yamato Nadeko, who had finished cleaning the high-level interior, leaned back on the chair wearily, looking at the director of the Metropolitan Police Department in front of him: "I will leave the rest to you."

"Well, but..."

The director of the Metropolitan Police Department put down his teacup and smacked his lips: "Even if we finish cleaning up those guys, there are still voices of opposition inside."

"What can I do?" Yamato Nadeko also picked up his teacup and explained to his allies: "After all, they represent the interests of the diehards in the financial world, but they are not as hateful as the radicals. Clean it up?"

There must also be rules of the game in high-level struggles. Fight without breaking in normal times, and break without breaking at critical times. Everything must have a bottom line.

If she represents the interests of the moderate faction, but after cleaning out the radical faction, even the diehards and neutral factions are killed, then it is no longer called an internal struggle.

In a sense, it was no different from the mutiny of the Empire of the Rising Sun—others would not tolerate her being so reckless.

So whether she is good or the Metropolitan Police Department, they can only pinch their noses to kill the most typical group of guys, and try to scare the rest as much as possible, just let them behave with their tails between their legs.

"That's right. After all, this cooperation with the Republic will give up a large part of the benefits. It is reasonable for them not to want to."

"Hmph, those short-sighted guys won't see the long-term direction."

Yamato Nadeko blew the water mist on the surface of the black teacup: "The times have changed, we must choose new partners, the current concession is to make a bigger cake in the future, sticking to the current interests, can only be like 30 The leeks were cut like a year ago-don't worry about them, they can only be disgusting."

The director of the Metropolitan Police Department nodded: "Oh... I can see that now everything is not monolithic, and there are many people from the opposite party in our Metropolitan Police Department."

"Gao Tianyuan originally had them too, but they played them to death before." Yamato Nadeko sneered and took a sip of tea.

Suzhan Mingzun and Yue Yejianzun are the partners of the radicals and the diehards, and they even control the fighters of the Leibu in Gao Tianyuan.

Now that I think about it, it was really cheap for them to be directly beaten to death by that black-robed tyrant—if the Empire of the Rising Sun rebelled earlier, they probably would have brought Gao Tianyuan to join them, right?

At that time, there will be no chance to jump and surrender. How can we stand on the commanding heights and attack opponents like now.

Yamato Nadeko thought so, lowered his eyes and drank his own tea, feeling very lucky.

But Yaodao Ji suddenly pushed the door open and came in, her face was ugly: "Something happened!"

Yamato Nadeko raised his head helplessly, with the tea still in his mouth, he glared at her reproachfully.

What can happen?Scared her one.

Yaodao Ji didn't care about this at all, but raised her mobile phone: "Alia was arrested by the people from the Metropolitan Police Department."

The director of the Metropolitan Police Department blinked: "...Alia? Who is that?"

She looked at Yamato Nadeko, who also had a moment of doubt in his eyes, and then slowly widened his eyes, his pupils contracted like needles, and even forgot to swallow the tea in his mouth.

Yaodao Ji put down her phone and said in a heavy tone, "What's more troublesome is that the Metropolitan Police Department has imprisoned her in a special prison where the Aum Truth Salvation Society is located."

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!"

A sip of tea was choked out, and Yamato Nadeko coughed violently and was speechless.

The director of the Metropolitan Police Department subconsciously helped her take the teacup in her hand: "Are you okay?"

But Yamato Nadeko grabbed his wrist with his backhand, pinching his knuckles white: "Quick! Let her out!"

"Tuuuuuuuu-you let go of me first! Who is she?"

"Ai Rulong's own daughter!"

"Ai Rulong... the one from the Republic's financial exchange group?"

The director of the Metropolitan Police Department finally had a little impression when he heard the name, but he rubbed his wrists with doubts on his face: "Why was her daughter imprisoned there? Is it because of a crime?"

"To disgust us—maybe." Yamato Nadeko turned pale and his voice trembled: "Although I don't know the reason, they are seeking their own death!"

"...Why? Just because of Ai Rulong?" The director of the Metropolitan Police Department looked at the fingerprints on his wrist and couldn't help grinning: "I'll have someone arrange for her to be held incommunicado right now, but I can't just let her go. If it's a crime If so, I will not compromise."

"Jingle Bell--"

Yamato Nadeko's cell phone rang, interrupting the director of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Her throat rolled, and she looked at the phone with the screen lit up, feeling terrified.

Yaodao Ji picks it up and looks at it, and the caller prompts, and the call is connected.

But she didn't speak, just put the phone to her ear.

Bai Li's icy voice came from the other end of the phone: "In the name of the Ninth Bureau of the National Security Department of the Republic, I am now formally warning you not to take unfriendly actions that we cannot tolerate. I hope you will rein in the precipice. If this Things have not been handled well and we will reconsider our position on this issue.”

After speaking, she hung up the phone directly, and had no intention of listening to Yao Dao Ji's reply at all.

Yaodao Ji put down her mobile phone, looked at the two people who were looking over, with a solemn expression: "The call from Bureau Nine, they are ready to do something - if we can't handle it well."

"...Where's that one?" Yamato Nadeko asked through gritted teeth.

"There is no news, it's like missing."

——But they all know that no news is the biggest news.

"The Metropolitan Police Department ruined my overall situation!"

"..."

……

……

Hotel for Japan Exchange Group

Ai Rulong was communicating with his subordinates, but Zhan Lan was attracted by a text message.

"Alan, you go after the meeting...Alan? Alan!"

Ai Rulong turned around and shouted, but Zhan Lan didn't realize it, just looked down at the phone.

Ai Rulong blinked, but didn't get angry - he found that he was very wrong now.

If it was not Zhan Lan, but anyone else who was distracted at this time, he would feel displeased.

Maybe he won't express it, but he is unhappy, even if he doesn't get angry, this feeling still exists.

But only for Zhanlan, he himself didn't know how long he hadn't felt 'angry' towards her behavior, not even close to 'angry'.

"..."

He sighed, no longer thinking about these things, and tapped on the table in front of Zhanlan: "What are you looking at?"

Zhan Lan raised her head from the phone, her eyes were full of confusion: "Miss, she...she was arrested."

"what??"

"According to the Metropolitan Police Department, the eldest lady was arrested and brought to justice because of deliberately hurting others, and she is currently being held in custody."

"...Who did she hurt?"

"I don't know, an ordinary man, it is said that the other party has several stab wounds." Zhan Lan shook her head and pursed her lips: "No, I'm not sure, that man is still in the hospital for rescue, but the news from the hospital is that the other party Still haven't woken up."

Ai Rulong didn't jump into a rage, or even became agitated, but his eyes sank.

He slowly sat up straight, the lines of his face became tougher, and his eyes took on a palpitating sternness—as if he had abandoned the exaggerated emotion of anger, and instead was full of murderous intent. A dragon ready to go.

"Follow the formal procedure, release on bail first, and find out what happened."

Ai Rulong glanced at his subordinates: "You all go to work first, as I said before."

The old subordinate of Youlia Fund frowned: "Chairman?"

"Don't worry." Ai Rulong looked out the window: "Don't bring these things into work, I will take care of it."

Another elite from the Leah Foundation couldn't help snorting coldly: "Arrested? It's this kind of low-handed method... I thought that only the Canadian Maritime Association would help play this kind of Millikin trap, but I didn't expect there were still people in this book Willing to be a running dog..."

They knew of Ai Xiaobaihua's existence, after all, the identity of the other party was already semi-disclosed.

And the more I get to know her, the more I feel that Ai Xiaobaihua is too pure and cute, making her lovable.

It's okay to stab people with a knife, why don't you say that she turned into a monster and ran amok and wreaked havoc in Dongdu?Don’t you just love this one?

As a practitioner of business tactics who "plays with the heart of tactics", he immediately connected Alia's arrest with what Leah Fund is doing now.

To put it mildly, this is called impartial law enforcement.

To put it bluntly, this is called long-arm law enforcement-a trick commonly used by Millican.

Like the one who was bullied, Millikin has used non-commercial means to attack corporate competitors, both in those days and now.

The public power and state violence of the United States have directly or indirectly opened the way for the expansion and competition of the enterprises of the United States in the world.

It's like the disciples of the Eight Wastelands who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but each of them has a thieves' flag hidden in his bag.

This is a stealthy economic war, hidden from the public and yet ubiquitous.

The so-called American trap has to start with a book that has recently jumped to the top of Amazon's bestseller list.

There was also a company similar to a certain company in France back then—although France was a disgrace to the Five Constants, there was still something to it after all.

That company is called Alstom, which is the world's number one in hydropower equipment, the world's number one environmental control system, and the world's number one super high-speed train. It claims that one out of every four light bulbs is powered by their technology.

It has a very large giant rival in Millikin called GE General Electric.

This General Electric is a real century-old giant. It has won the Nobel Prize twice and helped the country win the World War.

It has trained nearly 200 top [-] CEOs, and even the president of Millikin.

The founder of General Electric is Edison, the king of inventions.

Alstom vs General Electric

But it's nothing, even if a century-old giant fights, he has to roll up his sleeves and work hard, and it's not clear who will fight whom.

In 2002, Alstom came to France, and General Electric came to America, and the two companies started to fight in the same field.

From Europa to Egypt, from Saudi Arabia to Indonesia, they were beaten badly.

General Electric, a century-old giant, is really ashamed. It can't do Alstom, and it has been robbed of orders worth billions.

So General Electric was so angry that it pouted its ass at its own official in the United States on the spot, and used the power of Ass.

Alstom’s global vice president is called Pieru—it has nothing to do with Pipiru. When he was on a business trip to Millikin in 13, he was arrested as soon as he got off the plane.

The person who arrested him was the Justice Department of Millikin, and the reason for arresting him was bribery.

but!The jaw-dropping thing happened - he was charged with bribery in Indonesia and bribed Indonesian officials.

...And then was arrested by the Blue Star policeman Millikin on his own land? ?

Don't say that Pierre is ignorant, even many people in Millican himself can't understand this operation.