United states tax collector

"It's fine"

David walked to Nissen's side, patted him on the shoulder, comforted him, and then turned to tell everyone: "Go inside and have a look."

Bucky Simmons and the two immediately rushed into the cabin.

After two minutes, they walked out, each holding a bag in their hands and placing it on the ground.

But it wasn't over yet. The two of them went in again, going in and out five or six times, and took out more than a dozen bags.

David walked up and opened it, only to see that it was filled with bundles of banknotes.

According to the information given by Samson before, the hunting champion of this group of second-generation ancestors will receive a bonus of 15 million yuan.

And the total number here adds up to almost this number!

David looked at all the second-generation ancestors at the scene and said loudly: "Do you know why we came to you today?"

The second-generation ancestors looked at the bags of money being carried out on the ground, and then thought about what the IRS did, and they still didn't know anything.

But at this time, they could no longer care about this, because the death of the red-haired man made everyone feel a little uneasy at the moment.

"Because on December 3, our Internal Revenue Service passed a bill that stipulates that any illegal income must pay tax to our Internal Revenue Service!"

"And this money...can someone explain the source?"

After saying that, David looked at everyone present.

And this money was originally the members of their fraternity. How could they explain that they had obtained internal funds through kidnapping, extortion, and robbery, so everyone could only continue to remain silent.

"Since I can't explain it, then I will take 5.94 million US dollars from here according to the tax rate of our IRS. Do you have any objections?"

Seeing that the second-generation ancestors still didn't speak, Bucky Simmons and others didn't talk nonsense to them and came directly to count the funds.

It seemed like 15 minutes passed.

Bucky gave David an OK gesture, indicating that the 5.94 million tax funds had been counted.

David once again said to the second-generation ancestors: "Everyone, please come back to the IRS with us. Don't worry, it's just a confession. After that, you won't be detained..."

"What about Marcus?"

A second-generation ancestor couldn't hold himself back anymore and stood up and stared at David with a rather accusing tone in his words.

David looked at him and replied: "He dared to attack us after we disclosed his identity and warned him. What do you want to do?"

"Then...then we can't kill him!"

"Then you mean, he can just kill us, right?"

This second-generation ancestor closed his mouth and stopped talking.

David looked at the others, pointed at the red-haired man lying on the ground and asked, "Who else wants to stand up for him?"

The scene was silent for a minute, and no one dared to stand up again.

"Since you don't have any, then pack up and follow us!"

In the following time, out of humanitarianism, David first asked these second-generation ancestors to release the poor people in the mountains, and then divided them into two groups and took them into two official cars respectively.

"You two stay here and wait for people from the hospital to come and clean up the scene!"

David told Bucky and Simmons about the aftermath, and then took Nissen into a car driven by the second generation ancestor and returned to Las Vegas.

Ever since he learned that the one who killed him was the governor's son, Nissen seemed to have lost his soul. Until now, on the way back, he was looking out the window with dull eyes.

David couldn't stand it any longer and comforted him: "Don't worry Nissen, even though it was you who fired the shot, you can't be blamed for this. You'll be fine!"

During the Dieter case, Nissen saved his life. Although David didn't mention this kindness in words, he always remembered it in his heart.

And he personally led and directed this operation. He had to shoulder all responsibilities, both rationally and emotionally.

But having said that, in this operation, they acted in accordance with the rules, and in principle, they did not need to take any responsibility.

The only trouble now is that the deceased is the son of the governor of Nevada.

But to be honest, David would be somewhat afraid of a congressman or senator.

After all, this group of people, they control Congress.

Congress is the center for formulating rules and bills in the United States and is also the largest source of power for the IRS.

Although the governor has great power, first of all, the source of his power is basically limited to the state. Secondly, he cannot shake the source of power of the Internal Revenue Service.

So, it would be okay if the other party knew the situation, but if not, David wouldn't mind teaching the governor some colors.

Nissen turned his head and nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Two hours later, David and others returned to the Lake District Bureau.

He first asked Nissen and others to bring these second-generation ancestors to the interrogation room for separate interrogations, hoping to obtain a confession from them. This would make the law enforcement of this operation more legal and allow the governor to There is nothing to say, and nothing can be pursued on the surface.

Then, he himself came to the door of the director's office, knocked on the door and walked in.

"How's it going? Is it going well?"

David had reported to William when he set out for the Red Rock Mountains before, so when he saw David coming back, he also asked.

David replied: "It went smoothly, but there were some situations. I want to report to the director..."

"What's happening?"

"It's like this. After we arrived at the Red Rock Mountains, we were attacked by the other party, and we immediately launched a counterattack..."

When he heard that the second-generation ancestors dared to shoot at their IRS people, William also showed anger, but when he heard that the dead person was the governor's son, he was petrified on the spot.

But he quickly reacted, then his face darkened and his brows knitted together.

Although the governor can't do anything about the IRS, as the boss of a state, if he is determined to retaliate against the IRS, then at least it will become difficult for their state to collect taxes, that's for sure.

"Has the governor been notified of this?"

David replied: "On the way back, I asked the second-generation ancestors to inform them."

William thought for a moment, then took out a phone book from the cabinet, found a number, then picked up the phone and dialed it.

But after calling for a while, he couldn't get through. In the end, he had no choice but to call the state government directly.

This time someone answered the call, but was told that the governor was not in the department.

William could only put down the phone helplessly, remained silent for a moment and said to David: "Forget it, I'll handle this matter, you go handle your affairs!"

David nodded and immediately walked out of the office and went to the inspector's office on the third floor. He found an inspector in charge of recording statements and asked, "How are they?"

"These bastards, they are unwilling to cooperate now, and they want to see a lawyer. They won't say anything until the lawyer comes."

David's expression darkened, and he opened the door directly and walked into an interrogation room.

[Name: Snow Cyril. 】

[Occupation: Unemployed. 】

[Monthly income: legal income is 100,000 US dollars, illegal income is 130,000 US dollars. 】

[Income details: On December 23, he kidnapped a wealthy girl and obtained a ransom of US$30,000. On December 26, he made a profit of US$20,000 through extortion. On January 26, he robbed a Mexican gang leader and made a profit of US$5. Thousands of dollars...]

【More details:……】

[Tax payable: US$36,400. 】

"Needless to say, I won't say anything until my lawyer arrives!"

After a few hours, the man named Snow had obviously gotten over the shock of Maska's tragic death. At this time, he had returned to the arrogance of his previous generation.

David was not angry, looked at him and said, "Are you sure?"

Snow did not speak, but crossed his arms across his chest, looking confident.

David stopped talking nonsense and walked out directly, saying to the inspector at the door: "Check their information and find their father!"

David didn't bother to waste time with these second-generation ancestors who didn't want to live or die, so he called their father over directly, believing that their father would teach them how to behave!

…

Desert Springs Hospital.

Two Cadillacs parked at the door, the doors opened, and four bodyguards in black suits got out of the car in front of them, keeping watch over the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Soon, another car door opened.

Three people walked out, namely two men and one woman.

One of the men wore glasses and looked to be in his early forties. The other man and woman were older. The two wore sunglasses. Although the sunglasses covered their eyes, one could still see their haggard expressions.

Then, a group of them walked into the hospital, and under the leadership of the hospital staff, they came all the way to a bed in the morgue.

"Governor..."

"Open it!"

The man wearing glasses immediately opened the zipper of the body bag, revealing Markas' cold and bloodless body.

"Oh...my son, my son..."

The woman wearing sunglasses is none other than Markas' mother, Abe Ingrid.

Seeing that her son, who was still alive yesterday, had now turned into a cold corpse, as a mother, she couldn't bear it, so she burst into tears.

On the sidelines, Nevada Governor Stevenson Curtis was also deeply saddened, but fortunately, as a politician who had been in politics for many years, his mental endurance would not cause him to collapse.

"The IRS..."

Stevenson gritted his teeth and said these three words, then turned to look at the man with glasses and asked: "No matter who did this, I will make him pay the price he deserves!"

The man with glasses seemed a little embarrassed, but he still said bravely: "Governor, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult..."

"What did you say?"

Seeing Stevenson's attitude of wanting to eat people, the man with glasses quickly explained: "The person leading the operation this time is David from the Lake District Internal Revenue Service. I believe you have heard of this person, Governor, and it is not that easy to do." It’s determined…”

"David!"

Stevenson, who was originally very aggressive, lost a lot of energy after hearing this name.

A few days ago, the Internal Revenue Service was dispatched with armed force to clear out the Indians. Even though he had many things to do as governor, he knew about it.

Afterwards, out of curiosity, he also asked for David's personal information and found out that he was a very capable tax chief in the current IRS system.

But what he didn't expect was that his son died tragically at the hands of the tax chief this time.

"I don't care who he is, Eugene. If he takes our son's life, he must use his life to pay for it!"

Abe on the side didn't care so much. At this time, she only had the anger of revenge in her heart.

The bespectacled man known as Eugene did not refute Abbey. He pulled Stevenson aside and said: "Governor, I know you are angry now, but this guy named David just led the The IRS is out armed and has reached a new milestone. If we attack or retaliate against him at this time, it will be a slap in the face of the IRS. We must think twice..."

"Then you mean, let's just forget about my son?"

The man with glasses waved his hand and replied: "Of course not. As far as I know, although David was the one who led this operation, there was someone else who killed Markas. We can try to investigate this inspector first." As for David...as long as he is still in Nevada, it will not be too late to deal with him slowly after the storm has passed..."

As a senior politician, Stevenson certainly knows how powerful the IRS is, and he also knows that he cannot slap the IRS in the face like this in public.

So he agreed with what Eugene said.

After being silent for a while, he said: "First, let's deal with the Hongshi Mountains matter first and see if there is any possibility of overturning the case. Second, issue instructions to all the cities in the state, and all departments will adopt a perfunctory mode in cooperating with the IRS. , and finally, put some pressure on the Lake District Bureau and ask their director to give a detailed and reasonable explanation on this matter!"

Stevenson is, after all, a seasoned politician.

First of all, if evidence can be found to prove that the IRS's enforcement was illegal or beyond the scope of the IRS's jurisdiction in the Red Rock Mountains matter, it would be an overstep of its authority.

Not to mention David, even the Nevada Bureau of Internal Revenue would have to live with it.

It doesn't matter if the hit doesn't work.

As long as his orders are implemented in place and cities do not assist the IRS in its tax collection work, the IRS will face a sharp drop in tax revenue and suffer huge losses.

In the end, Lake District will definitely face huge pressure. In order to calm his anger, he will give him an answer no matter what!

Eugene also felt that there was nothing wrong with this arrangement, so he immediately turned around and went to make arrangements.

…

Las Vegas City Hall.

"What do you want to say about the instructions just announced by the state government?"

The mayor of Las Vegas, Saroyan Winston, looked at the city hall executives present.

Because just now, he suddenly received instructions from the state government. Although the state government did not say it clearly, it hinted that they should carry out a perfunctory approach to the tax collection work of the IRS in the near future, so he convened a high-level meeting in the city hall. discuss.