United states tax collector

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more heated, Brod on the side quickly pulled Jerome's clothes to signal him to calm down.

But at this time, Jerome was so angry that he couldn't care less.

He stared at David and said, "Do you know how many people from our CIA died in Bear Country just because of those damn spies?"

David shrugged and replied without any emotion: "What does this have to do with us, the IRS?"

This answer made Jerome's lungs explode. He gritted his teeth and replied: "Don't forget, you are also an American. Now I am just asking you to provide a little information, and you can get rid of this serious problem for the country. Why should you care?" Your damn taxes?”

"Haha, damn taxes?"

David sneered and replied: "Without the damn taxes from our IRS, how could your CIA have so many weapons and equipment and all kinds of high-tech equipment?"

"Without the taxes from our IRS, how could your CIA have so much money to operate around the world?"

“Without the tax revenue from our Internal Revenue Service, how can we support you bunch of losers?”

"You still claim to be the world's number one intelligence agency, but you can't even dig out a single spy. I think you might as well resign and go home to farm!"

His words made Brod and Jerome's faces turn blue and purple.

It was shameful enough that the IRS had dug out Coverdale and the spy before they did.

Now they have come to the IRS to ask for this information, and they are being scolded by David like this. It is simply embarrassing!

At this moment, Brod began to complain about Jerome, he shouldn't be here!

But just when he wanted to pull Jerome away, Jerome didn't seem to be able to swallow this breath. He glared at David and asked, "Are you not willing to provide us with any information?"

David spread his hands and replied: "I have made it very clear that according to the rules and regulations we cannot do this!"

"Okay, since you are so unwilling to give face, then I think we don't need to sell you face!"

David's eyes turned cold and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Although our CIA cannot dig out that spy for the time being, it is still very simple to dig out all kinds of criminals in your lake area!"

"What do you think will happen if we provide the information of these criminals to the local police or the FBI?"

At this point, Jerome laughed ferociously, tapping his fingertips back and forth on the table, and continued: "I know you have just been promoted to tax chief. If you don't have any tax results, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince me with your qualifications." Everyone!"

As soon as these words came out, Brod was stunned.

He knew that his partner was irritable and headstrong, but he never expected that he would come to the territory of the Internal Revenue Service and dare to threaten the tax chief like this.

At this time, David also felt a surge of anger in his heart.

The CIA has no law enforcement power within its own country, and it is not their responsibility to arrest ordinary criminals, but that does not mean that they are unable to punish or uncover those criminals.

On the contrary, with the intelligence capabilities of the CIA, if they want to find ordinary criminals, it is simply too easy!

And if the other party really does this and is determined to hand over the information of those criminals to the FBI and the police, then they will lose who knows how much tax revenue in the Lake District.

The other party was threatening him nakedly!

Unexpectedly, before he took office as a new official, the people from the CIA got burned first!

David didn't want to conflict with the CIA people.

But the other party has already taken advantage of him. If he doesn't fight back, he won't have to be the tax chief anymore!

"How about Commissioner David, if you are willing to provide me with the spy's information, then our CIA will repay you."

"As long as you need it, we will use our channels and resources to provide you with detailed information on criminals in the Lake District to help you secure your position as tax chief!"

Jerome thought that David was throwing a tantrum, and his face that was still dark now had a hint of pride.

David laughed at his words.

I have such a thing as a system, do you need your scraps of information?

Jerome's face hardened and he asked, "Why are you laughing?"

David replied: "Even if I give you the spy's information, you won't be able to check it!"

"What's the meaning?"

The two of them were a little confused.

"Because you can't leave our Lake District branch today!"

Hearing this, the two of them were startled and subconsciously wanted to reach for the gun at their waist.

But the next second they suddenly came to their senses.

This is the IRS, not a warlord territory. David wouldn't dare to detain or kill them no matter what, right?

Jerome said confidently: "Haha, we are from the CIA, not those criminals who are at your mercy!"

"Whether you are the CIA or the FBI, as long as you evade taxes, you are a criminal in front of our IRS!"

Brod realized that something was wrong and said in a deep voice: "Inspector David, what do you mean by this? What taxes are we evading?"

David smiled slightly, looked at the two of them and said, "Where were you on the 7th of last month?"

"On the 7th of last month..."

The two thought for a while, weren't they in Ukraine on the 7th of last month?

Why does David ask this?

What does this have to do with David?

Brod replied: "We are performing a mission, and the specific details need to be kept confidential and are not convenient to disclose!"

"It doesn't matter, I'll tell you!"

"On the 7th of last month, you received a tip that an agent from the Bear Country Security Bureau was locked in a warehouse on the outskirts of Zaporizhia, Ukraine."

"In the last fierce battle, you killed him and seized 230,000 US dollars in cash. The two of you took 20,000 US dollars each and handed over the rest. Am I right?"

Upon hearing this, Jerome and Brod were stunned, and their faces looked like they had seen a ghost.

Even Congress has no authority to interfere with CIA operations, funding and other matters.

And this time the Uzbekistan operation was their internal secret. How did David in front of him know about it?

Before they could recover, David continued: "And on December 23rd, you received a mission to go to Xiong Country to rebel against an engineer."

"At that time, your superiors allocated 130,000 yuan of rebellion funds to you, and you each swallowed another 20,000 yuan. Am I right?"

"There's still December 29th..."

The leak of Operation Wu Guo had already set off a storm in the hearts of the two of them.

What he didn't expect was that in addition to the Wu Guo operation, Xiong Guoce's counter-operation and some of their recent top-secret operations were all controlled by David.

At this time, the two people who were used to seeing countless strong winds and waves could no longer sit still.

Broad asked slightly dissatisfied: "Is your IRS spying on us? Or has it invaded our database? Or has it planted a nail inside us?"

These were the only explanations he could think of.

But he still couldn't figure out how David did it.

Monitoring, intrusion, and planting nails are all the strengths of the CIA!

How did the IRS manage to hide their entire system and investigate them so clearly?

David followed Jerome's example before, tapping his fingertips on the table leisurely, and said slowly: "Do you think these are still important now?"

“According to the provisions of the Black Tax Act, any illegal income needs to pay full tax to our Internal Revenue Service!”

"As senior agents of the CIA, you two pocketed more than 40,000 US dollars a month, but you did not take the initiative to report it to our IRS. This is a violation of the law!"

The two of them were speechless and looked ugly.

After being silent for about 30 seconds, Broad argued: "According to Article 76 of the CIA regulations, the CIA has the right to dispose of the stolen money, and the funds you pointed out all involve overseas, and your IRS has no jurisdiction over it. !”

"According to Article 98 of the Black Tax Act, 'Personal Principle', it is expressly stipulated that any American who generates taxes anywhere must pay it to the Internal Revenue Service. What you are talking about is just a regulation of the CIA. How can regulations be bigger? Can the bill be passed?"

Brod was originally just making excuses. As soon as David brought out the regulations of the black tax bill, he was instantly overwhelmed and didn't know how to answer.