United states tax collector

Strong was silent for another moment, and then replied: "Your 'delivery' is clear in advance, and I will handle the other matters!"

"Delivery..."

Smith looked grim, but finally agreed: "Okay, Congressman Strong, I know what to do!"

After ending the call, Strong opened his address book, found a number called 'Chief Gal Omaha', and dialed it.

Soon, here at the Bellagio Hotel.

Virginia put down the phone and said to Dieter with a solemn face: "Dieter, things may have gotten really big. Chief Garr wants you to return to the reservation immediately!"

"What did you say?"

"The chief wants you to return to the reservation immediately!"

Although Dieter looked unhappy, if it were an ordinary person, he would have cursed loudly.

But this was not only the chief of their tribe, but also his uncle. He had no choice but to suppress his temper, stood up and left reluctantly.

…

IRS Lake Area Branch.

"How are you, Chief Tax Officer, are you okay?"

Seeing David's arrival, Simmons and Ariel rushed over and asked with concern on their faces, obviously knowing about the shooting.

Although David has only just taken office, they have already regarded him as a very qualified boss.

There is no other reason, because under David's leadership, they have obtained more tax results than ever before, and far surpassed other auditors in the bureau.

"It's okay. Did you bring him back?"

"Bring it back, in the interrogation room."

David nodded and said, "Help me find out about a person named Iman Pulic who came from Somalia in Africa!"

"good."

Ariel immediately turned around to do it.

David walked into the interrogation room, and Sapir in the interrogation room turned pale when he saw David's arrival.

It would be okay if David died.

At least the IRS's attention will definitely be focused on dealing with Dieter, and maybe he can fish in troubled waters.

But now that David is still alive, not only Dieter will be unlucky, but he, Dieter's right-hand man, will definitely be unlucky as well.

"What about Mr. Sapir, why are you in such a hurry to go to China? Don't tell me you are going on a trip!"

Sapir pretended to be calm and replied: "Tax Commissioner David, firstly, I am not a prisoner, and secondly, I have not been restricted from leaving the country by the relevant departments. It is not illegal to go to China, right?"

David smiled and replied: "You are right, you are not a prisoner and you are not restricted from leaving the country, but maybe you will be soon?"

Sapir's face tightened and he replied: "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what it means!"

David crossed his arms over his chest, leaned back slightly, and said, "Mr. Sapir, just the charges of assisting Dieter in money laundering, drug trafficking, and tax evasion are enough to get you to jail. What's more, Not to mention planning the assassination of the IRS Commissioner!"

Sapir became anxious and quickly defended: "Don't slander me. I definitely did not participate in your assassination. This is none of my business!"

Sapir thought to himself, if I dare to participate in this matter, why would I need to run away?

David looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Mr. Sapir, I didn't say you participated in my assassination. How did you know?"

"this……"

Sapir realized that he had said the wrong thing because of his panic, and quickly made up for it: "I just heard that..."

"Okay, Mr. Sapir, I am a very fair person, and every code is a code. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will only blame Dieter for this matter and will not implicate you!"

Sapir asked: "How to cooperate?"

"I need your group's operating methods, ledgers, warehouses, accounts, and... I may need you to testify against Dieter in court!"

Fortunately, when they heard that they were going to testify against Dieter, the Sapir gang shook their heads and said, "No, I can't testify against Dieter!"

He knew that Indian tribes were very defensive.

Even if the IRS takes down Dieter, Dieter's tribe may not be able to do anything to the IRS by then, but it will still be very simple to deal with him.

David's face condensed and he said coldly: "Do you think you still have a choice?"

"you……"

Sapir's face turned red and he retorted: "If I testify against Dieter, I won't be able to survive!"

"It's not that exaggerated. Their tribe has some power, but as long as you are willing to testify, don't talk about meritorious service and reduced sentences. Don't you want to go to China? Then I will send someone to escort you there. No matter how powerful their tribe is, We can’t chase him there, right?”

Sapir was silent.

After struggling in his mind for about three minutes, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have one more request. The IRS cannot confiscate my assets!"

David is right.

The Dieter family is powerful, but as long as he runs out of the country, the other party will be out of reach, no matter how powerful it is.

The money he has earned over the years is enough for him to spend for the rest of his life. There is no need to fight against the IRS and end up in jail.

"Yes, we will not confiscate your assets, but the premise is that you must pay the tax first!"

Sapir replied: "Okay!"

"Tell me, the specific operations of your group..."

"..."

In the following time, Sapir explained in detail the operation of Dieter Group, the laundering of funds, and the location of the contraband warehouse.

In addition, several accounts were also written.

According to his explanation, these are Dieter's accounts.

"Okay, Mr. Sapir, for the sake of safety, I'm going to ask you to stay in our bureau for now!"

David walked out of the interrogation room, and at this moment Ariel happened to come face to face and said: "We found out that this person named Iman Pulici came here smuggled in three years ago."

"Later, he took refuge with Virginia and obtained a green card from the United States with Virginia's help."

"By the way, his wife and two children were smuggled over with him, named..., and with Virginia's help, the two children also entered our school in the Lake District!"

After listening, David nodded, handed her the note with the account written on it, and said: "Check these accounts. If there is a large amount of funds, apply for freezing immediately!"

"yes!"

For safety reasons, David went to the equipment warehouse, took out a body armor and put it on.

He had always disliked the uncomfortableness of body armor and would only wear it when going on missions, but the assassination just now was a reminder to him.

Compared with being comfortable, life-saving is the most important thing!

After putting on his body armor, he drove to the hospital where Iman Pulic was admitted.

At this time, Iman had taken out the warhead and was lying in a separate ward, while Nissen, Wade, and Balk were monitoring him.

"How is he?"

Nissen replied: "The bullet did not damage the vital parts and has been taken out!"

David nodded, looked at Wade and Balk, and said, "I have something to talk to the suspect. You two should go out!"

"Tax Commissioner David, our Chief Smith has confessed..."

"I'll tell you!"

Seeing David's eyes and tone of voice that could not be rejected, Wade Balk's expressions tightened, and then they looked at each other. In the end, they did not dare to refute anything and walked straight out of the door.

David pulled up a stool and sat in front of Iman. Looking at him with one hand handcuffed to the bed and a lifeless expression, he said, "Virginia sent you to kill me, right?"

Iman continued to maintain the same expression as before, as if he had not heard a word.

"I'm here to help you. If you are determined to sacrifice your life for Virginia, then I can't help you!"

Looking at him who was still unmoved, David's face condensed and he said: "Was Nick is your wife, right? Bailey Pullich and Julie Pullich are your sons and daughters, right? "

After hearing about his wife and children, Iman had a reaction. He suddenly turned his head and stared at David, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

But soon, he calmed down again.

Because in his opinion, David is a public official, not a gangster, nor a murderous person like Virginia, and he will never harm his wife and children no matter what.

David seemed to see what he was thinking, and continued: "Don't worry, I am not the one who instigated you, and I will not do such a thing to harm your wife and children."

"But what do you think would happen if your child's school learned that his father is a murderer?"

"Having been in the United States for so long, you should know very well that on the surface the slogan here is that everyone is equal, but in fact it is not equal at all!"

"White people discriminate against black people, and black people discriminate against latecomers like you, not to mention you are a murderer!"

After hearing these words, Iman felt a little painful in his heart.

Of course he knew what David said was true.

If the school finds out about his murder, although the school will not expel his child, the child will be alienated and even ridiculed by his peers. This is for sure!

But there is no way.

Virginia was kind to him, and he also knew what the other party would do if he betrayed him.

It is true that David would not harm his wife and children.

But Virginia is not so easy to talk to!

Seeing this, Iman still refused to let go. David frowned and continued: "I know that Virginia has obtained a green card for you and your family."

"But don't think that with a green card, you, your wife and children can gain a foothold here. For lawbreakers like you and your family members, we have plenty of ways to deport you!"

"Think about it, why did you go through so much trouble to sneak here?"

"It's not just to live a good life!"

"Do you still want your wife and children to return to the hell on earth in Somalia?"

Iman was anxious and immediately said: "No, you have no right to do this!"

Somalia has been plagued by wars and wars all year round, with various pirates and warlords dividing the country.

A family like theirs was powerless and powerless in the local area. If they were sent back, they would either starve to death or be killed by the war.