United states tax collector

Maggie's expression changed slightly and she asked, "What will happen if I hand it over?"

"According to the Black Tax Act, if you become a tax resident of our IRS, we have the responsibility to keep your identity confidential, unless you are dug out by the CIA!"

"You know who I am. If you hand me over to the CIA, they will definitely thank you very much!"

Maggie still didn't fully believe David's words.

"grateful?"

David smiled disdainfully, stretched out his thumb and index finger and rubbed them in front of her, and replied: "What the IRS wants is money, what's the use of asking for thanks from the CIA?"

These words left Maggie speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, we at the IRS work according to principles. We will definitely not embarrass you after collecting the money, and your identity will never be spread from us!"

Maggie thought for a moment and replied: "Well, since you said so, I have no other choice!"

In this situation, she really had no choice but to compromise.

David smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Thank you for your cooperation!"

…

At one o'clock in the afternoon.

Maggie came to the bureau and brought over the $282,400 that needed to be paid.

After David made an accurate inventory, he issued her a tax invoice and completed the filing work. The case was considered settled.

With the completion of the warehousing work, the tax performance list has been updated again.

Now the total tax performance of David's group is US$1,759,268, and the national ranking has risen from 156th to 122nd!

One big step closer to becoming one of the top 100 in the country!

"What do we do next?"

Nissen knew that they had no more cases on hand, and they were so close to the top 100 in the country, so he really wanted to kill them all at once.

David opened the information just sent by the Intelligence Department. After reading it for a few minutes, he said: "Go to Kegelin Avenue Community!"

The Kegorin Avenue community is the same community where Ibrahim was last time.

When David and Nissen arrived here, it was already more than half an hour later.

After parking the car, the two walked to a house and rang the doorbell.

About two or three minutes later, the door was opened. A girl about 13 or 4 years old looked at the two people in front of her and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Atlee!"

Atlee was the accountant of Lynch, the antique money launderer.

Lynch is not an ordinary person, and the name of the IRS may not be able to scare him, so David plans to collect his criminal evidence first.

When the time comes, we will find him. If this guy is difficult to deal with, David will throw out the evidence directly. He will have to obey even if he doesn't want to!

"Dad, someone is looking for you!"

The girl shouted, and a man who was reading a newspaper in the hall got up and walked over. He looked at the two of them and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

[Name: Atlee Wildery. 】

[Occupation: Accountant. 】

[Monthly income: 11,000 US dollars, (illegal income, 60,000 US dollars). 】

[Income details: On December 6, I helped Lynch Aldridge tamper with the account books and made a profit of 3,000 US dollars. On December 12, I helped Lynch make fake account books and made a profit of 3,000 US dollars...]

【More details:……】

[Amount of tax payable: US$15,000. 】

David showed his tax badge and said, "We are auditors from the Internal Revenue Service, and we would like to have a word with you, Mr. Atlee!"

"From the IRS?"

Atli paused.

He is different from other people.

He is an accountant and is extremely sensitive to things like taxation, so he knows very well that there is no problem with his tax situation.

It’s no problem if you show up to do your taxes yourself.

And the IRS inspectors came to us again. Could it be...the black tax bill recently passed by Congress?

In an instant, he thought of the reason, but in order to test the truth, he still pretended to be innocent and asked: "I wonder why the two inspectors came to me?"

"Mr. Atlee, can't we go in and talk?"

"certainly!"

Atli paused and quickly made a gesture of invitation.

After entering the house, David was not restrained. He sat down on the sofa and looked directly at Atlee opposite him and said: "Mr. Atlee, you are an accountant. I think you should I heard that last month Congress passed a bill called the Black Tax Bill!"

"Yes, I have heard of this bill. This bill stipulates that in the future, whether it is fraud, robbery, or even zero-dollar purchases, you will have to pay taxes to the IRS!"

Atli didn't dare to pretend to be stupid. If he didn't know about the black tax bill in his profession, there would be a real problem.

David nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Since you know this law so well, then you should know very well why we came to you today!"

Atli's heart skipped a beat, he had guessed it right.

But he didn't know whether the other party really had evidence of his crime, so he didn't intend to admit it directly. Instead, he pretended to be innocent and said: "Mr. Inspector, I'm just the accountant of Lynch Auction House. This is all legal." It’s a profession, but there’s no illegal income!”

"Yeah?"

David looked directly at him and said: "On the 6th of last month, didn't your auction house sell a European medieval dagger? You helped your boss make a false ledger of up to 3 million US dollars, so quickly Have you just forgotten?"

After hearing this, Atli's expression suddenly changed.

But before he could think too much, David continued: "And on the 12th of last month, your auction house sold another calligraphy and painting, and you helped your boss make a virtual auction worth 5 million US dollars. Account, won’t you forget this too?”

"There's still the 25th..."

"You don't need me to remind you of these terrible things you did yourself, right?"

At this time, Atli was like a dead eggplant, unable to refute even a single sentence.

It wasn't until he was silent for two minutes that he said helplessly: "Well, since you know everything so well, I will pay the tax as much as you should!"

He knows how powerful the IRS is.

Moreover, the fact that he made false account books has been so clearly investigated now. If he still dares to quibble, it will only make it more difficult for him to go around in circles.

"That's right!"

David nodded with satisfaction, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, I need your help with something!"

"What's up."

"I need a detailed ledger from you!"

Atli was stunned for a moment, then refused: "This won't work. I will only pay you my taxes. Others are none of my business!"

Since he agreed to pay the taxes, why did David need the ledger?

Most likely, he wanted to follow the clues and find out everyone, including his boss!

He is an accountant, how dare he backstab his boss!