American tax officials

Chapter 2 I could be a tax chief too

From one end of the street to the other, people dressed in strange costumes can be seen walking around everywhere.

They dressed up as movie characters or wore their own unique costumes, showcasing endless creativity and individuality.

However, don't be fooled by the city's glamorous facade.

This city, besides being a world-renowned gambling capital, has another chilling nickname.

Sin City!

This city has consistently been one of the cities with the highest crime rates in the United States.

According to statistics.

In this city, there are an average of 763 violent crimes per 10 residents, including 4696 robberies and 9296 cases of malicious assault.

The deadliest mass shooting in U.S. history also occurred in this city.

That's one way to put it.

The gambling industry has turned this city into a paradise, but it has also plunged it into hell.

Of course, this is a good thing for the IRS.

The more crimes committed, the more tax revenue the IRS can generate with new tax policies.

As for the negative impact of the crime, that's the responsibility of the FBI and local police. What does it have to do with our tax authorities?

……

"Wait, Nissen... what are we doing at the Encar Casino?"

Seeing that Nissen's car had stopped, David couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't you hear about the robbery of Enkar's armored truck seven days ago?"

"I heard that Encar Casino lost about $100 million because of this."

"Yes, that's a million dollars! If we can find that money, that's almost $400,000 in taxes!"

At this point, Nissen's eyes gleamed.

As for David, he finally understood his partner's intentions.

Yes.

As Nissen said, finding this money would amount to nearly $40 in taxes, according to the IRS tax rate.

That's quite a substantial achievement!

"But Nison, Lewis assigned us the case of the Black people getting free shopping at Caesars Palace Shopping Center. Will we be able to investigate this...?"

"Listen to me, David!"

Nissen interrupted abruptly, his gaze sharp, "The Caesars Mall black people free shopping incident involves too many people and too many complicated cases; it's difficult to crack."

"Even if we manage to solve it, do you think the return for us will be more than 40?"

"You know, I've been an auditor for five years, and Tax Chief Lewis is about to be transferred. This is my chance, brother, help me out!"

The IRS auditors may seem to wield considerable power, but in reality, they hold the lowest rank within the system.

Above the inspectors.

They are respectively the tax chief, deputy tax inspector, tax inspector, deputy branch director, branch director, deputy municipal director, municipal director, deputy prefectural director, and prefectural director.

To reach the level of a state bureau chief.

Even if the governor met him, to paraphrase a Chinese saying, he would have to lower his glass and smile obsequiously.

The IRS has far too much power.

With money, power, and guns, nobody wants to be targeted by such a fierce tiger.

As for the opportunity for promotion after becoming a state director, he will be transferred to the Washington, D.C. headquarters.

Only by reaching this level can one be considered a powerful and influential figure in the United States!

Of course.

Let alone being transferred to headquarters in Washington, D.C.

Nissen now doesn't even dare to dream of the position of tax inspector; he can only hope for the position of tax chief.

However, all of this depends on securing the tax revenue from this case!

David fell into deep thought.

He actually agreed with what Nissen said.

The effort required to handle cases involving Black people buying things for free is too great.

Moreover, even if they succeed in taking action, the taxes collected might not be as much as those from this robbery.

But one thing is certain: the position of tax chief is one that Nissen has done, and he can certainly do as well!

But unlike Nissen,

His ambitions extend far beyond just the position of tax chief!

The Black Tax Act represents a significant overhaul for the IRS.

This legislation will inevitably lead to a large-scale process of natural selection.

Some people will lose their positions, while others will rise to the top.

With this tax-generating golden tool at his disposal, David is bound to rise to the top!

It's not impossible that he could one day ascend to the highest position of power at the Washington, D.C. headquarters and become the head of the most powerful law enforcement agency in the United States!

Of course.

It's too early to think about all this now.

The most important thing now is to stand out from the black tax bill and the 14 auditors nationwide!

"The FBI and local police have been investigating this case for so long, but they still haven't solved it. Do you have any leads?"

Nissen, who had been slightly worried, immediately relaxed upon hearing David's words and replied, "We've found out some things. Let's go in and meet them!"

……

Upon entering the casino, both David and Nissen became involuntarily excited, their expressions and even the muscles in their bodies tingling with excitement.

However, neither of them found it too strange.

I've been in Las Vegas for so long.

They all knew perfectly well that these casinos would release large amounts of oxygen in the premises in order to keep gamblers occupied, allowing them to gamble tirelessly.

Inside the casino, there were no windows; the dazzling lights shone brightly on the colorful chips and smooth tabletops.

The golden decorations and luxurious seats throughout the space created an atmosphere of unparalleled opulence, with the occasional tense and excited sounds of people echoing around.

"Hello, you two, how can I help you?"

While the two were still looking around, a middle-aged man in a black suit appeared beside them at some point.

Nissen pulled an IRS badge from his pocket and said, "We are inspectors from the IRS Lake District!"

Upon hearing that it was from the National Taxation Bureau...

A flicker of fear crossed the middle-aged man's eyes. In an instant, he went through his recent tax situation.

After confirming that I had not missed any taxes.

He was then relieved and asked, "Officers, our casino has not owed any taxes, and of course, neither have I!"

"You've misunderstood. Didn't your casino have a robbery a while ago? I'd like to speak with the person in charge of that case!"

"Um?"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

In his mind, weren't robberies the responsibility of the police and the FBI?

When did the IRS start getting involved in this kind of thing?

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"

"No, please follow me, both of you!"

Although he didn't understand the situation, the lobby manager didn't dare to offend the IRS personnel, so he quickly led Nissen and David towards the inside of the casino.

(End of this chapter)