United states tax collector

But before they could think too much, David pointed to another person in the field and said, "There's him too!"

"On December 5, I picked up a tourist's wallet in Crystal Shopping Street and made a profit of US$1,000."

"On December 8th, a tourist's wallet was pickpocketed in Crystal Shopping Street, making a profit of US$1,500. On December 11th..."

"..."

The man whose name was called, like Jin Guangyao before, suddenly changed his expression.

However.

David still had no intention of stopping. He pointed his hand at the woman named Park Zhengying and said, "She is the same."

"On December 9, at Keizer Bar, he made a tourist drunk and stole a gold necklace, wallet and other items, making a profit of US$5,000."

"On December 13, at Dove's Tavern, he stole $2,000 in cash by getting a tourist drunk."

"..."

After exposing Park Zhengying's background, David looked at Quan Zhitai and said jokingly: "Is this the good citizen you call him?"

Quan Zhitai had a gloomy face and was speechless.

He didn't know how the other party investigated his subordinates so clearly.

But one thing is for sure.

Since the other party was able to investigate his subordinates in such detail, then as the boss of these people, his details must have been investigated thoroughly.

This IRS...is it so scary!

His gang was caught without even a hint of news!

After thinking about it for a while, Quan Zhitai said tentatively: "Mr. Inspector, there are not even one hundred but eighty gangs engaged in illegal activities in Las Vegas."

"To be honest, our group is not even a piece of shit, so why bother making things difficult for us?"

"In this case, I have some friendship with Chief Smith. Can you please look at his face and let us go?"

What is the use of paying Smith so much asylum fee every month?

Of course it is to cope with the current situation.

In his opinion, Chief Smith was considered the number one figure in the Lake District, and David should not be so disrespectful.

Upon hearing this, David and Nissen couldn't help but look at each other, and then both couldn't help but laugh.

Let alone Smith, even if the police station is behind him, what does it matter in front of the IRS?

It’s so funny that you want the IRS to give them face!

What's more, David and Nissen had already made up their mind to let Smith spit out some of his illegal gains to the IRS.

How could he betray his face now?

David put away his smile, took out his mobile phone, and handed it to Quan Zhitai.

Quan Zhitai was confused and asked: "What does this mean?"

"Didn't you say that you have a relationship with Chief Smith? Call him and see if he dares to tell me face to face to let the gangsters go!"

Yesterday's incident about the car-stealing gang and the incident between the two policemen at Wade Balk is believed to have reached Smith's ears.

However, this guy has not dared to fart until today.

Now, does he dare to take care of Quan Zhitai's affairs?

David really didn't believe it.

"this……"

Quan Zhitai and others were stunned.

They didn't expect that even if David didn't give them face, he wouldn't even give Smith face.

As far as they know.

Smith is not just a police chief. The relationship behind this police chief is complicated. It is said that he is the white glove of a certain big shot.

Otherwise, with so many police chiefs in the Lake District Bureau, he wouldn't be the only one who would dare to collect asylum fees so blatantly.

"What, don't you dare to fight?"

Quan Zhitai came to his senses and replied: "I have my own mobile phone!"

After that, he walked aside.

No matter what, the phone call must be made, otherwise the asylum fee will be in vain.

And he also wanted to know what Smith would ask him to do after telling him about it.

at the same time.

Bellagio Hotel, in a deluxe room on the 10th floor.

Smith was lying comfortably on the bed, enjoying the massage from the voluptuous blonde behind him.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed on the table rang.

He reached out and picked it up. When he saw the name on the caller ID, his eyes instantly became sensitive.

After a few seconds of silence, he stood up from the bed, lit a cigarette, came to Yantai, and answered the phone: "I'm Smith."

"Director Smith, this is Quan Zhitai. We have a little trouble here. Two inspectors from the Internal Revenue Service..."

After a while, after hearing the cause and effect, a trace of ferociousness appeared on Smith's face.

First it was Miyano's real trouble yesterday, and now it's Quan Zhitai's fault. The IRS seems to be performing official duties, but it's also shaking his prestige!

After all, these people pay him asylum fees every month.

But if he can't do anything, how can these people feel balanced?

You will definitely feel resentful towards him!

But when he thought of what that person said this morning, he felt helpless in his heart.

According to the information that person told him, the black tax bill has just been passed by Congress, and the Internal Revenue Service is not going smoothly in collecting black taxes across the country.

Therefore, it is very urgent to establish a prestige so as to deter lawless elements across the country.

Therefore, the person warned him that during this period of time, he must not go against the IRS or be caught in any way, otherwise there is no guarantee that the IRS will not use it as a target of power!

Thinking of this, Smith gritted his teeth and said: "I know, just do what they say!"

At the tavern, Quan Zhitai was petrified on the spot, completely unable to believe what he heard on the other end of the phone.

After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses and asked: "Chief Smith, the tax the IRS wants to collect is not a small amount, and after it is filed, every month in the future..."

"I know, I said, do as they say, are you deaf?!"

"..."

At this time, Quan Zhitai was furious.

In front of us, you look aloof and arrogant.

Now in front of the IRS, you don’t even dare to fart, right?

"Zhitai, if it were another law enforcement department, then of course I would try my best to help you, but in the United States, the IRS is something you cannot mess with. Do you understand?"

"And it's not just you, Miyano Masaki and his gang have also been 'collected' by the IRS, everyone is the same!"

As if realizing that his tone was a bit harsh, Smith softened his tone slightly and comforted him.

"What, Miyano Masaki and the others were also found by the IRS?"

Quan Zhitai was shocked by the news. He really didn't know about it.

"Yes, they have already paid their taxes to the IRS this morning. Okay, give the phone to Inspector David and I will have a chat with him!"