Fattel committed suicide and died in an apartment located in the outskirts of Tokyo under the name of the name.

The person who called the police was the neighbor who was facing the door, and the cause was that a large area of ​​water leaked under the security door.

After receiving the alarm, Tokyo immediately sent police forces to block the scene.

The policeman who pried open the door lock and rushed into the apartment had even smelled the stench that was floating out of the bathroom.

After opening the curtain of the bathroom, the police found a foreign male corpse with his wrist cut in the bathtub. Judging from the blades that fell to the ground and his peaceful expression, it was initially concluded that his death was because of suicide. Immediately afterwards, the forensic doctor tested his blood and confirmed that the deceased had not taken sleeping pills and other psychotropic agents before his death, the entire case could be concluded, and the deceased had indeed committed suicide.

After identity comparison, the Tokyo police identified the deceased as Fattel, a diplomat named in the US Embassy. As for why he died here, no one can explain this.

However, the US Embassy's reaction to the American's death was quite dull. He accepted the investigation results of the Tokyo police without any objection and took over the body of the deceased.

On the same Saturday morning, all staff of the embassy attended the colleague's funeral. Not long after, his coffin was covered with national flag and flew back to Washington, USA by plane to meet his relatives.

Not long after, the White House held a press conference and responded to the incident that occurred in Yokosuka.

"When we learned about this horrifying news, we immediately learned about the situation from the Chief General of Yokosuka Military Base."

"The Ministry of Defense has indeed issued relevant documents requiring the US military stationed in Japan to cooperate with the CIA operation, but it has been particularly emphasized in the relevant documents that the cooperation among them is limited to anti-terrorism and other purposes, and does not include other purposes."

"Here, on behalf of the White House, I reiterate that this incident is the personal behavior of the CIA Director, and some intelligence personnel in Japan who may be involved in the case are under investigation. At present, the president has suspended the position of Director Henry, and the prosecutor has also launched an investigation into his malfeasance. I believe that a reasonable and satisfactory reply will be given to the public soon..."

The CIA Director stepped down, and the demonstrations in California stopped for a while, but the protests at the gate of Yokosuka's military base continued.

The most painful one may be the Yokosuka City police. They were caught between citizens, US soldiers and the Japanese government, and were subjected to pushing and insults that they should not have been borne by them. The Tokyo Metropolitan area urgently reinforced 2,000 police officers to Yokosuka City, but the chaos was still a drop in the bucket.

Not only Yokosuka City, but almost all the Japanese civil groups stood up to support the protests of Yokosuka City citizens. At the same time, the wave of protests has swept across the entire Japanese territory. Without exception, slogans such as "Get out!" appeared at the doors of 88 military bases.

Behind this is not only the shadow of Sumitomo Consortium, but also the shadow of consortiums such as Mitsubishi, Fuji, etc.

Anyone with discerning eyes can see who the winner of this confrontation is. Although the United States has also made a series of remedial measures, it is impossible to recover the mistakes made by the US military stationed in Japan on the principle of collecting T virus data.

The strong intervention of Star Ring Trade has become a foregone conclusion. The Japanese government followed suit and terminated the security agreement. Now, not only does it have no risk to take the team, but it can also sell Jiang Chen a favor. As for whether Jiang Chen recognizes this favor, only he himself knows it.

...

Tokyo City, stay in the hotel.

Sitting comfortably on the sofa in the living room, Jiang Chen was talking to Kishida Wai.

"Jiang Chenjun, you're having a little too much this time..." His tone was obviously helpless, and Kishida Fumizu smiled bitterly, "It's only a few days before the opening ceremony. Can't you wait until the Olympics are over before taking action?"

"There is only one chance," Jiang Chen smiled faintly, raised his legs on his knees, and said in a teasing tone, "If the Americans are willing to wait until the Olympics are over before sending the server out of the country, I have no objection."

Hearing Jiang Chen say this, Kishida Fumizu had to sigh. It was not good to say more on this topic. He ended the topic with a stiff tone, changed into a slightly flattering tone, and said respectfully.

"Parliament is discussing the end of the security treaty early. The Prime Minister asked me to tell you this news. We will apply to join the Earth Defense League at the end of this month. Parliament has nodded on the application for joining the alliance. I hope Jiang Chenjun will take care of it at that time."

"I always keep my word." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, then I won't bother you... By the way, are there some strange sounds over there?"

"Is there any?" Jiang Chen shrugged and said with a smile, "It must be your illusion."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen put down his legs on his knees, looked at Shangshankui who was lying on the carpet, with an evil smile bent at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly.

"It seems you still haven't remembered what I said. Didn't I say that I'm not allowed to make a sound when I call?"

She sobbed twice, and the upper serene chicki with a collar hanging around her neck and a ball in her mouth was now crawling in front of Jiang Chen like a puppy, rubbing her big legs impatiently, and her eyes changed with begging and confusion.

Because she was wearing something, she had to get someone's permission to go to the bathroom.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Jiang Chen said with a wicked smile.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

There was no longer any arrogant look, Shangshankui nodded desperately.

"Qianxia." Jiang Chen looked to the side and said with a wicked smile, "Take that thing over."

"As for orders, my master." Qianxia's mouth curled up a little, turned around and disappeared at the door of the living room. When she appeared again, she held an iron bowl the size of a palm in her hand and gently placed it behind Shang Shankui.

"Help her unlock."

"Yes." Qianxia nodded respectfully.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Looking at the iron bowl under him, Shangshankui shook her head begging.

Although she could hardly hold it in her arms, she was so in front of the man.

"Don't you want to go to the bathroom?" Jiang Chen said with a wicked smile, "Then I'll ask Qianxia to lock it for you again?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The soreness and swelling in the lower abdomen could no longer control the instinctive thirst. In the end, the shame in Miss Shangshan's heart was defeated again. Just as Jiang Chen and Qianxia were gaze, the pitiful self-esteem and the overflowing flood broke out together...

Crash...

After a while, the sound of water finally stopped, and Shangshan Kui fell to the ground in detachment.

Admiring the expression on her face, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction, and a trace of evil curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly realized that his S side was getting stronger and stronger...

"Actually you have a lot of fun, aren't you?" Jiang Chen squatted down from the sofa, suddenly leaned close to Shangshankui's ear, and said with a wicked smile, "Am I right? Officer Shangshan."

Mixed with a hint of heat, the moment when this sentence blew across the tip of the ear, Shang Shankui's legs couldn't help but feel soft. A heat flow rushed from her lower abdomen to the brain and spread along every inch of the neurons in the cerebral cortex.

At this moment, the resistance in those bright eyes was gone, and all that was left was confusion and confusion...

She doesn't understand.

Why can't I hate him even though I was so humiliated and frivolous?

She really can't figure it out...
Chapter completed!