American Tax Officer

David didn't have to wait too long.

About half an hour later, Bucky received a phone call.

After ending the call, he said to David, "The chief of Sparks City Police is now directing operations on Sunk Street!"

"Let's go!"

David immediately stood up, walked out the door, and the three of them successively got into the car and headed towards Sunk Street.

Twenty minutes later, guided by the navigation, they arrived at Sunk Street.

By then, police tape had already cordoned off the area, forbidding the passage of vehicles and pedestrians alike, while a large number of officers continually escorted people out.

"Tax Chief, that's the guy!"

Following the direction of Bucky's pointing finger, David saw a portly man in a suit, who was instructing several commissioners.

[Name: Adelaide O'Mara.]

[Occupation: Sparks Police Commissioner.]

[Income: Monthly legal income Sixty Thousand US dollars, illicit earnings Eight Hundred Ten Thousand US dollars.]

[Income Details: On December 18th, accepted a bribe from the West City Police Sub-Branch Commissioner, profit of Ten US dollars, on December 26th, took a bribe from the East City Police Sub-Branch Commissioner, profit of Two Hundred Thousand US dollars, January 13th...]

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[Tax Amount Due: Three Hundred Twenty Thousand, Seven Hundred Sixty.]

After scrutinizing this data about the Sparks City Police Commissioner, David paused for a moment in thought before taking out the number Richards had given him and making the call.

The phone was quickly connected, and David directly said, "Tax Chief Richards, this is David, I need you to summon two people!"

"Who?"

"The commissioners of the East and West City Police Sub-Branches!"

"They're currently carrying out a crackdown mission, I'm afraid it might be difficult..."

Even if it wasn't for the crackdown, summoning two sub-branch commissioners, who ranked much higher than him, would be difficult. It would have been more appropriate to request a meeting, but actually summoning them was another matter altogether.

"Call them on the behalf of the IRS, I believe you can do it!"

There was a pause on the other end of the line before a reply came after a while, "Wait for my call!"

About twenty minutes later, Richards called back and said, "Auburn Restaurant, you know it?"

"Two kilometers away from us."

Hearing Bucky's soft reminder beside him, David replied, "Yes, I know it."

"In half an hour, they will stop by there. You'd better have an explanation for them, otherwise, it's going to be difficult for me to account for this..."

"Understood, don't worry!"

After ending the call, David gestured for them to move out.

Nisen immediately drove the car, following the navigation route towards Auburn Restaurant.

The two-kilometer journey took less than ten minutes, and the three of them had already arrived.

After waiting for roughly twenty minutes, two cars arrived at the restaurant entrance. As the car doors opened and two men got out from each vehicle, they looked perplexed to see each other.

"Commissioner Randolph, why are you here too?"

"Commissioner Lancelot, you weren't also called here by the IRS, were you?"

"You too?"

"Yes, let's see what this is all about!"

Once the two commissioners learned each other's reasons for being there, their foreheads furrowed and their expressions turned sour, and then together they walked inside.

[Name: Randolph Wagg.]

[Occupation: Sparks West City Police Commissioner.]

[Income: Monthly legal income Fifteen Thousand US dollars, illicit earnings Four Hundred Sixty Thousand US dollars.]

[Income Details: On December 4th, accepted a shelter fee from local gang members, profit of Eighty Thousand US dollars, on December 9th, accepted a protection fee from local drug traffickers, profit of One Hundred Eleven Thousand US dollars...]

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[Tax Amount Due: One Hundred Seventy-Four Thousand, Two Hundred Forty US dollars.]

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[Name: Lancelot Orloff.]

[Occupation: Sparks East City Police Commissioner.]

[Income: Monthly legal income Fourteen Thousand, Six Hundred US dollars, illicit earnings Five Hundred Ten Thousand US dollars.]

[Income Details: On December 8th, accepted a shelter fee from local gang members, profit of Sixty Thousand US dollars, on December 12th, accepted a bribe from local pimps, profit of One Hundred Thirty Thousand US dollars...]

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[Tax Amount Due: Two Hundred One Thousand, Nine Hundred Sixty US dollars.]

After examining the details of the two men who had walked in, David waved his hand and said, "Gentlemen, over here!"

The restaurant wasn't very crowded at that time.

Hearing the call, the two commissioners turned their heads to look, and upon seeing David and his group, they were momentarily stunned.

They had been summoned here by Richards, so why were they now facing these people?

Wait a minute...

Suddenly, both men felt that David looked familiar, although as commissioners, they had a lot on their plates and couldn't immediately recall where they had seen him before.

Putting their thoughts aside, they both approached, and Lancelot asked, "May I know who you are...?"

David took out his badge and introduced himself, "I am David, the Chief Tax Officer of the Las Vegas Lake District Sub-bureau Branch."

"David!"

Upon hearing the name, the realization dawned on both men.

Of course, they thought, why did David look familiar? It turned out they had seen him on the news sometime before.

The armed deployment by the IRS had been a sensation across the country, and although they were part of the police system, they had taken note of the news.

Lancelot composed himself and asked with puzzlement, "Tax Chief David, may I know why you wanted to see me?"

David smiled and said, "I know you've delivered quite a bit of money to Chief Adelaide in Sparks over the past two months, and I'm interested in learning more about this!"

Upon hearing this, both men's faces instantly transformed with shock.

However, quickly, Lancelot suppressed his unease and feigned anger as he retorted, "Tax Chief David, you can eat your meals indiscriminately, but you should not speak carelessly!"

Alongside him, Randolph added, "What money being sent? There is no such thing, we are innocent!"