American tax officials

Chapter 17 Island Nation Car Theft Gang

Lewis changed the subject, saying, "By the way, have today's tax statistics come out yet?"

"The statistics are in, totaling 139,100."

Lewis's delight deepened, and after a pause, he nodded and said, "Alright, then I'll take the liberty of setting aside 18000 for Bucky and his six men to distribute equally. Is that alright?"

"Of course, no problem!"

David was also well aware that although everyone was in the same team, not everything was done for free.

In a case like today's, someone had to put aside a lot of their work and waste a lot of their time. It would be unreasonable not to give them some compensation.

While he was still deep in thought, the six members of the Pakistani team beside him were overjoyed.

The reason they cooperated so diligently with David was, of course, to get a share of the tax revenue afterward.

$18000.

If the tax is distributed among six people, that would be $3000 per person.

At their current efficiency, this would have kept them busy for several days, but they earned it in just one afternoon, so this is definitely a worthwhile investment.

……

In the following period, Lewis continued to praise David lavishly, hoping to use him as an example to motivate the other team members.

However, there was one thing that Bucky and the others couldn't contain themselves.

They originally thought that since this zero-dollar purchase case was so sensational, Lewis would definitely question David about the case and how it was completed.

Unexpectedly, Lewis completely avoided mentioning the details, which left the group hesitant to speak several times.

"Alright, you've successfully completed the zero-dollar purchase case. I hope you'll keep up the good work!"

Lewis opened a cabinet below, took out an envelope, and pushed it in front of David, saying, "This is your new case. Go ahead and take a look!"

David said nothing more, picked up the envelope, and leaped out of the office with the others.

Upon returning to his work station, he immediately opened the bag and took out a large stack of documents.

"Hmm? Asian?"

Looking at the list of Asian faces in the documents, Nissen, who was observing alongside him, seemed somewhat surprised.

However, David didn't get too distracted and continued to examine the area.

About twenty minutes later, he finally understood what kind of case it was.

These people are, to be precise, islanders.

They were a gang that mainly stole cars, especially luxury cars. Their crimes were usually concentrated in the lake area, which is their jurisdiction, which is why they were targeted by the investigation system of the lake district branch.

"These car thieves are going to be hard to find..."

After reviewing the information, Nissen rested his chin on his hand and fell into deep thought.

The reason these people are hard to find is that they are different from the previous group of people who bought items for free. The IRS system had already found their information and addresses.

The records for this group of car thieves don't show much specific information about them; some only have a name, and many only have a photo.

Las Vegas has a population of over 60, and the Lake District alone has over 20. Finding a group of car thieves among such a large population is not only like finding a needle in a haystack, but it is also quite difficult.

"So, have you made any progress?"

Seeing that David didn't agree with him, Nissen quickly turned his head to look, only to see David looking thoughtful, which made him unable to help but ask.

David picked up one of the files and pointed to it, saying, "Look, according to the police report, there have been dozens of car thefts in the Lake District over the past month, but if you look closely at the identities of these complainants..."

Following the direction David was pointing, Nissen quickly saw the names of the people who had reported the incidents, and his eyes lit up when the word "tourist" appeared in parentheses.

"You mean to say that these car thieves don't just target anyone, they specifically target tourists?"

"According to the information, this group of car thieves has been active in Las Vegas for several years. They are a group of islanders. They must have some ways of surviving to be able to operate here for so long."

Las Vegas is a melting pot of all sorts of people and a complex web of various forces. Anyone who can make it here must have some influence or power.

If the people of these island nations dared to provoke some of the local powers, they would probably be dead countless times over, let alone have made a living here for so many years.

Their way of survival, of course, is to target only tourists.

These people come from all over the world and won't be here for many days. Even if they suffer some losses, they can just accept their bad luck and won't do anything drastic.

In other words, they are relatively easy to bully!

Nissen nodded, understanding the implication of David's words, and then asked, "If we only target tourists... then the scope can be narrowed down!"

David picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Jonathan, I need the latest guest lists for Grand Castle, Horseshoe Bend, and Aria hotels, but please note that they must include car rental or purchase transactions!"

About an hour later.

The intelligence department delivered the information David needed. He carefully reviewed it and found that there were as many as 50 tourists who rented or had luxury cars today alone.

Although there are quite a few people, compared to the previous needle-in-a-haystack search, this is already the maximum possible reduction in the search area.

"Would you be interested in looking into this tonight?"

"I'm fine!"

After cracking two major cases in a row, although the main credit went to David, Nison, as his partner, also benefited greatly, so he is now full of energy.

……

As night falls, the entire city of Las Vegas seems to light up, with dazzling neon lights and the iconic GG sign gleaming in the darkness, illuminating every corner.

The lights of various casinos, hotels and entertainment venues flashed incessantly on both sides of the street.

In the heart of the lake district, traffic flows and people throng, with luxury cars, sports cars, and sightseeing buses coming and going, shuttling between various locations. Meanwhile, fireworks occasionally light up the sky above the city, adding a dazzling touch to this city that never sleeps.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot of the Grand Castle Hotel, a Volvo was parked in a spot, and inside sat Nissen, who was eating a hamburger while keeping a wary eye on his surroundings and occasionally raising his wrist to check the time.

A few minutes later.

The right-side car door suddenly opened, startling him. But upon seeing David, he said with a slight reproach, "You scared me! We agreed on 8 o'clock, why are you so late?"

(End of this chapter)