blackstone code

Chapter 652 Measures
In the quiet interrogation room, half-pull buttocks with a green skin face pressed down on the table, he held his hands in his arms, one foot in the air, one foot on the ground, looking at old Mr. Fox, "You can eat something first, and wait until you are full." Let's talk again."

The old Mr. Fox glanced at the other party, and then silently began to eat.

He chews very finely. His doctor told him that he was old, and he was too hungry when he was young. It will give him a terrible stomachache when he sleeps at night.

He chewed slowly, and this was the first time he discovered that boiled chicken breast was actually not unpalatable, even if it had no taste, it was boiled chicken breast in plain water, dry and sticky, but in the mouth of a hungry person, Still great food.

After eating a meal for more than ten minutes, Qingpilian just watched him quietly after eating the last bit of pureed vegetables, then nodded his head.

"Now that you're full, shouldn't we talk about those things between us?"

"What do you think?"

Old Mr. Fox was sitting on a chair. He used the index finger and thumb of his right hand to clean his beard, scraping both sides, scraping some meat or food residue on his fingers, and then stuffing them into his mouth.

Judging from these actions, he actually doesn't look like a rich man at all, because rich people never do such embarrassing actions. How do you ask them to solve similar problems?
No, they probably won't let those food residues fall on places other than their lips, let alone on such an important place as their beards.

After he finished these, he leaned back on the chair, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Passive confrontation is actually of little significance. As Qingpilian said, the federal legal procedures are very strict. Generally speaking, there is not enough evidence for law enforcement agencies to even invite people back to the case, let alone completely control it.

Silencing this confrontation will only allow law enforcement agencies to present the facts of the criminal's confrontation to the judge in court, which will make the sentencing heavier.

But the old Mr. Fox doesn't care, he has evaded so many taxes, he is indeed like Qingpilian said, he may not be able to get out in this life.

And he was more afraid of offending Lynch than not being able to get out of this life.

There was a guy who offended Lynch, Michael, even he was unwilling to offend too much, but Lynch used legal means to throw that guy into prison. It was said that it was still a heavy prison, and even the special talent method could not be used.

Moreover, Lynch has so many and complicated relationships. He is likely to come out in three to five years after being accused, and he may not even need to go to jail. At that time, who will bear his violent revenge?

Yourself?

Or his son Fox Jr.?

People with clean disciples like Michael can't stand Lynch's calculations, and those with unclean buttocks can't stand it.

And the ghost knows whether it will be effective to testify against Lynch. If it is invalid, he is really afraid that his family will disappear.

So he kept silent, no matter what others said, he would not answer, when necessary, such as in court, he would directly plead guilty, but other than that, he would not say anything else.

Qingpilian's brows were locked together, and his buttocks also moved off the table. He walked up to old Mr. Fox in two steps, pressed one hand on the back of the chair behind him, bent over, lowered his head, and looked at the old Mr. Fox. The old Mr. Fox said in a tone that was not harsh but with a chill, "You'd better cooperate. This is the State Taxation Bureau."

This may not seem like a threatening sentence, but it is actually a sentence full of threats, which shows what role the tax bureau plays in the entire federal society.

Old Mr. Fox was still like that, sitting with his head bowed, not saying a word.

At this moment, Qingpilian let go of the hand holding the back of the chair, he stood up straight, and then took off his clothes.

First the coat, then the tie, and finally he unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled up the sleeves.

Then he punched old Mr. Fox in the stomach with great force. After all, he was an adult, in his thirties, at the peak of his physical fitness.

The huge force caused the rubber bench fixed on the ground to make a "dong" sound, and the old Mr. Fox's body also trembled violently, and then curled up, and he vomited in a gulp.

He vomited out all the food he ate just now. Qingpilian didn't give him too much time to vomit, and punched him on the right side of the waist again. Mr. Fox's vomiting became more violent, and accompanied by in terrible pain.

It's a spasm, people who haven't experienced that kind of pain can't imagine why there is such painful pain in this world, it hurts so much that it makes people want to commit suicide.

Qingpilian picked up the iron dinner plate and slapped old Mr. Fox on the head vigorously. The thin dinner plate quickly deformed and became uncomfortable.

He lost the dinner plate, grabbed old Mr. Fox by his hair, pulled him out from between the chair and the table, kicked him in the thigh, and made old Mr. Fox fall to the ground.

What followed was a long beating that lasted for more than ten minutes.

Qingpilian is very skillful in beating people, he knows how to create the most painful pain without causing serious injuries.

Whether this kind of thing is put on the police or those in the FBI, it is definitely another torture scandal.

But it has become normal when it is placed on the side of the tax bureau.

More than ten minutes later, Qingpilian hammered the iron door heavily and panting heavily, and the staff outside the door walked in immediately.

Some of them began to clean up the mess, and others began to check the old Mr. Fox's injuries.

They are professional doctors, and they are responsible for conducting physical examinations on people after torture to ensure that these people will not die suddenly.

After getting the diagnosis results of multiple soft tissue contusions and subcutaneous blood vessel tears through examination, Qingpilian put on his clothes again and became gentle again.

The old Mr. Fox, who was bruised and swollen from the beating, was helped back to the chair by him. He twisted his neck and said with a half-smile, "I respect you very much, Mr. Fox. Few people keep secrets for others like you. You are A man worthy of respect."

"And I also want to try to make you more respectable, you'd better maintain your attitude!"

After he finished speaking, he left quickly. The moment he left the interrogation room and closed the door, his face changed from an unpleasant one to a serious one.

During the beating of old Fox, old Mr. Fox didn't beg for mercy, didn't cry out for pain, and didn't even make a loud sound, at most he was caught by a very soft voice like "uh" and "huh".

Qingpilian knew how heavy his beating hand was and how terrible the pain was, but the old man really didn't say anything.

What does this mean?
This means that things have become troublesome. It is difficult for them to open the situation from the old Mr. Fox. Lynch was offended.

Don't think about it, when Lynch comes back, he will definitely know why the tax bureau arrested the old Mr. Fox, and the few people who are the "vanguards" of this matter may be taken care of by Lynch.

He walked back and forth a few steps, then quickly returned to the office, communicated with the assistant director, and drove the two investigators out of the parking lot. He was going to meet another person—Michael.

Before arresting the old Mr. Fox, he had read the files of the whole incident. Michael, the investigation team leader of the Sabine City Taxation Bureau, should know something, but he was sacrificed later.

His understanding of Lynch was more intuitive and emotional than the people here, Qingpilian felt that he might be able to get some information from Michael.

At the same time, after a day, night and morning journey, Lynch walked out of Sabine City Station.

As soon as he came out, a young man who looked 22 or [-] years old took the initiative to greet him, "Hello, Mr. Lynch, the mayor asked me to pick you up..."

Lynch said thank you, but instead of getting into the young man's car, he got into his own car and followed the young man's car.

The convoy quickly disappeared into the traffic. More than ten minutes later, Lynch came to the city hall and met Ferrara in the mayor's office.

"You are a little fatter than when I saw you before." After the two briefly hugged, Lynch joked, "It seems that the salary of the mayor is much higher than your previous salary."

Ferrara also had a smile on his face. He can become the mayor. Lynch is a very important person, and the relationship between the two is not just as simple as friends. The extra income makes his life much better now than before.

After closing and locking the door, the two sat down.

"There is bad news. People from the State Taxation Bureau took Old Fox away yesterday. Maybe he went to the State Bureau. That place is very troublesome, and I can't find any news."

Whether it is a state government or a state-level agency, in the federal rule system, even if the law gives them the power to enforce the law, they must notify the lower-level agency. This is also a process issue.

They seldom do not do that, and this time the arrest of Mr. Fox was the same. The state bureau directly told the local government that they needed Mr. Fox's assistance in investigating a case, and the assistance location was not in Sabine City, so Ferrara came to such a judgment.

Lynch frowned. He and Ferrara briefly exchanged some unimportant things and then left. He thought that the local tax bureau was looking for trouble with the old Mr. Fox, but now it seems that this is not the case.

He didn't know the new director of the Sabine City Taxation Bureau, so he didn't think about asking for news from the Sabine City Taxation Bureau, but it was not without good news.

As far as Lynch is concerned, he now has someone in the state tax office—Johnson.

Director Johnson is almost at the end of the day. He doesn't have any strong connections above him, and there is no room for further improvement. He can only make concessions to those young people with backgrounds.

The tax system is ruthless on the outside, but not bad on the inside. They originally offered Director Johnson a job in the archives office, but because he was so knowledgeable and paved the way for the current director, he was transferred to a research office of the State Taxation Bureau. Consulting researcher.

In fact, it is just a name to continue to enjoy some benefits, and when he reaches the age of retirement, he will be let out.

Now, this line just works.

(End of this chapter)