American manga: start to investigate Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tax issues

Clark hesitated for a long time and wanted to speak.

"There is no need to give an answer. The answer to this question needs to be settled over time before you can come up with your own answer." Lin Yu waved his hand to stop him.

"You just need to know one thing, you are not the only one who is special in this world, so when you want to use your ability, just use it boldly.

If you encounter any problems that need to be solved, you can come to me, I work in Gotham, this is my phone number."

"My father told me that no one would be nice to a stranger for no reason," Clark said.

"Yes, because I think your ability is very suitable for joining the IRS." Lin Yu nodded and readily admitted, "So I came directly to the door.

When you become an adult and join the IRS, I guarantee that everything you do will be legal, and you will not have to worry about exposing your abilities and identity, and you will be able to easily earn enough money to keep your adoptive parents and yourself comfortable.

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"...Okay." Although Clark didn't understand why the recruitment would recruit a child who was only twelve or thirteen years old, such favorable conditions made him agree almost without thinking.

…

Wayne Manor, in the study.

It is said to be a study room, but in fact it is as big as a small library.

Bruce looked at the pile of books in front of him that he had just moved with Alfred, and was slightly silent.

"Alfred, I understand everything...but why were these books taken out of your room?"

"It's like this, Master Wayne, I graduated from Cambridge University, and then worked for MI6 for a while, so..." Alfred considered his words.

"So..." Bruce looked at Alfred, "You too..."

"Nor? No, Master Wayne, of course I am not. In fact, these books come from a good friend of mine. Maybe you have heard of his name," Alfred shook his head, "George Blake."

"Oh..." Bruce opened his mouth slightly. Of course he had heard of the famous name of one of the "Five Talents of Cambridge".

I just didn't expect that the butler who watched me grow up would be related to such a legend.

"So, after seeing his changes, I was a little afraid of being exposed to this kind of thinking, even though he left these books to me before he left."

Alfred looked at the books and didn't know whether he was feeling nostalgic or a bit apprehensive.

"Brainwashing?" Bruce asked with a frown.

"No, Master Wayne, this is an idea, a discussion of social form... Those who accept it will naturally accept it, and those who cannot accept it will regard it as an enemy." Alfred said.

"I'm getting more and more curious," Bruce said.

"Be cautious, Master Wayne. Please allow me to explain or warn you again." Alfred put his hand on the pile of books and said in a solemn tone.

"After reading these books, you will have a completely different way of looking at all existing situations... If you change the way you act based on that way of looking at it, it will be absolutely difficult."

"Don't worry, I will study the contents of the book from a fair and impartial perspective." Bruce smiled gently and said firmly, "But Alfred...are you sure you have never been exposed to this kind of thinking?"

You have never been exposed to it, but you are so afraid, and you are so clear about the changes after being exposed to it?

"The changes in my old friend Blake are enough for me to remember forever... When we were studying in Cambridge, at the beginning, he was still a carefree, kind-hearted aristocratic son, who could treat everyone equally, just like

Just like you, Master Wayne."

Alfred said slowly.

"That's why I'm so worried about it."

"You know I'll be even more curious like this." Bruce said helplessly.

"Yeah, it's impossible to stop you." Alfred let go of his hand, "I'm just fulfilling my duties as a steward."

"Don't worry, Alfred, you have to have confidence in me." Bruce comforted him with a wink.

Alfred nodded and said nothing, thinking to himself, I am too confident in you, Master Wayne, that's why I am worried!

"Okay, let me take a look at these books..." Bruce eagerly looked at the pile of books on the table.

…

"Reading? What books are you reading? Is that what you should do? Director, as the director of the Gotham IRS, how can you spend your working time reading books instead of working hard?

All the tax problems that Gotham has accumulated over the years are waiting for you to issue an investigation order! The audited financial statements also need to be signed!"

In the director's office, the voice of a loyal and conscientious subordinate was heard admonishing his superior.

Director Phil, who wanted to take a rest by reading a book to cultivate his sentiments, looked at Lin Yu in confusion.

As a subordinate, you went out for such a long time and didn't come back to work. What's wrong with me taking a break and reading for a while as a director?

But he didn't dare to say this. After all, although he was now the director on the surface, he... understood everything.

He has almost become a signing machine that does not require any emotion. He cannot move or do other things. He only needs to stay where he is and sign.

After "admonishing" a series of directors, Lin Yu successfully saw that the directors began to work seriously again. He left the IRS with satisfaction and prepared to go to the Falcone family to audit taxes.

The investigation order was issued yesterday and a formal investigation will be launched today.

Lin Yu did not intend to bring the newly founded IRS Special Operations Ax Group this time. When there are too many leaders, casualties among his own people will inevitably occur. If they die, there will be no way to recruit more.

Although the physical statistics of the thugs in suits are very good, they still cannot do things like P bullets... In view of their equally excellent abilities in other aspects, Lin Yu does not want them to be wasted on such things.

"According to common sense, we should be prepared. It's really curious..." Lin Yu thought to himself, full of expectations.

He knew that Falcone would never be able to sit still and wait for death, and he would never be able to pay taxes honestly.

Identity brings power and status, but also responsibilities and obligations.

Even a gangster godfather... the same thing.

On the street, Lin Yu strolled slowly.

When the destination is not his own residence, he generally does not take a ride.

Unless the destination is her residence.

At this moment, a car drove slowly by. The moment it passed Lin Yu... the car door opened, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet went straight to Lin Yu's head!

"boom!"

What sounded almost at the same time was the sound of metal collision from Lin Yu's side.

"I thought you would use a slightly technical assassination." Lin Yu calmly put down a copper folding stool he took out from nowhere, then took out the Glock from his waist and saw in front of him

The assassin was a little disappointed.

Unexpectedly, they were just a bunch of gangsters.

At this time, a sense of crisis came.

Eagle Eye Vision turned on automatically. Lin Yu's whole body tensed up and he looked up above his head as if feeling something.

A man who looked like a ninja, holding a long sword, jumped down and was already in mid-air!

"Assassin's League?" Lin Yu was not surprised but overjoyed.

"Interesting, come!"