American tax officials

Chapter 350 David was assassinated?

"Hello, Mr. Richie..."

After getting acquainted, the group took their seats on the stage, and the lecture officially began.

Since David was the main speaker at today's event, he then gave a presentation to the students in the audience on the recent tax situation and the general direction for the future.

Of course, what students are most concerned about is whether the IRS will target Wall Street, the cradle of finance, now that the tax investigation in Silicon Valley has been successful.

Given that Wall Street influences the world's economic lifeline, David did not give a clear answer immediately, but told the students that he would make a decision based on the subsequent situation.

And so, with David speaking continuously and Clement and others adding their comments, several hours passed quickly, and it was now noon.

After taking photos and shaking hands with some of the selected students, Mayor Richie announced that today's lecture event had come to an end.

"Chief Inspector David, we have arranged a private room for lunch at the Danube Restaurant. We would be honored if you would join us..."

"Mayor Richie, you flatter me. In that case, I will follow your arrangements."

"Haha, let's go then."

Escorted by security personnel, the group walked out of the school gate, got into their respective cars, and headed towards the Danube Restaurant.

The Danube Restaurant is located on the banks of a river in the eastern part of Serem.

Of course, this river is not the Danube in the true sense. The Danube is located in Europe and is the second longest river in Europe, after the Volga.

The restaurant's name, after the Danube River, is likely just a publicity stunt.

"Mayor Richie, Chief Clement, and our renowned Inspector General David, welcome to our restaurant."

The restaurant owner was a woman in her early thirties with a certain charm. Upon seeing David and his group arrive, she greeted them with a captivating smile.

"Inspector General David, this is Lawrence, a major businessman in our city. This restaurant is also one of his properties."

After listening to Richie's introduction, David extended his hand to her and said, "Hello, Ms. Lawrence."

"Come in, please."

Lawrence led David and his group into the restaurant, through the lobby, and into a private room with a European style.

Only a minute after we were seated, the waiters brought in dish after dish.

It features a host of world-class dishes, including French foie gras, caviar, and tuna sashimi.

"Chief Inspector David, this is your first time at our restaurant. Please try our specialties; we hope you enjoy them..."

"Um."

They'd been talking about this at school all morning, and David was genuinely quite hungry. Without bothering with formalities, he picked up his knife and fork and started eating.

However, after only a few bites, his expression changed.

Firefighters, reporters, and members of the public initially thought the man's family might live upstairs and felt sorry for him. However, the man's words left everyone at the scene dumbfounded.

Is David, an IRS employee, living in this exploded suite?

real or fake?

If this is true, then this was probably not an ordinary accidental explosion; it could very well have been a premeditated assassination.

After all, since the Black Tax Act was introduced, David has used this act to crack down on many criminals, as well as a series of capitalists recently.

It is logically understandable that some people in these two groups would engage in such irrational behavior.

Another point is that David is no longer an unknown figure; he is now a high-ranking official in the IRS and has become one of the most well-known people in the United States.

If he were to be assassinated, it would be huge news that would shock the whole world!

"Sir, is it true that the IRS Inspector General David was staying in the suite where the explosion occurred?"

To verify the authenticity of the story, reporters immediately surrounded them.

"I am the lobby manager of this hotel. I personally booked this room for Inspector General David, and I can confirm that Inspector General David had just returned from a speaking event just minutes before the explosion. I never expected this to happen..."

The man, who identified himself as the hotel lobby manager, became furious. He felt that even if an ordinary citizen encountered such a thing in their hotel, he would bear a great responsibility, let alone IRS Inspector General David.

If the IRS were to investigate this in a fit of anger, his fate would likely be extremely tragic.

"Oh my god..."

Upon hearing the confirmation, even the reporters who had covered countless major news stories were stunned for a moment.

"Waaaaah... How could this happen? Who on earth planned this attack, Inspector General David?"

"Fuck, it must be those damn criminals. I hope Inspector General David is alright."

"God bless, I hope Inspector General David is alright..."

"Hahaha, this is retribution! With such a violent explosion, this demon must be completely obliterated!"

"Without this demon, our interests won't suffer too much loss in the future!"

After it was confirmed that David had been killed in the bombing, many of his fans were naturally deeply saddened and began to pray.

However, for those criminals, this is undoubtedly great news, and many are already preparing to pop champagne to celebrate.

Washington, D.C., IRS headquarters.

After the assassination of David was reported, the entire IRS immediately convened an emergency meeting, and all senior officials, including Obadiah and Vertonghen, were already in place.

But everyone's face was terribly gloomy.

"Still can't get through?"

Obadiah turned his gaze to Donald, who was constantly dialing, while Donald shook his head with a deathly expression.

"It must have been the Freemasons. Tell them they better pray David is alright, or we in the IRS will quit everything and fight the Freemasons to the death!"

The White House, the Chief of Staff's office.

The assistant knocked and entered the office, saying to Wilder, who was handling official business, "Chief of Staff Wilder, something major just happened. IRS Inspector General David has been assassinated..."

"What did you say?!"

Wilder was also stunned by the news, and he immediately asked, "How did it go?"

"According to current information, David returned to his hotel after attending an event at Salem State University. However, just minutes later, an explosion occurred in his suite. Judging from the footage taken by the media, the suite was severely damaged. And if Inspector General David was really inside, then I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue, but his meaning was already quite clear.

"Fuck you, those damn bastards!"

Wilder slammed his fist on the table, clearly already knowing who had done it.

He immediately pushed open the door and walked out, heading towards the president's office.

The White House quickly responded, demanding that the Salem local government do everything in its power to rescue the injured and handle the aftermath.

Aside from the IRS and the White House, the entire United States is currently abuzz with speculation about David's assassination.

Laguntai Hotel.

After half an hour of rescue efforts, the fire caused by the explosion was finally extinguished.

By this time, the firefighters had reached the tenth floor. After a brief search, whether by luck or because the tenants had escaped quickly, no casualties were found for the time being.

But the thought of the situation in suite 1019 sent everyone's spirits plummeting.

The person has been confirmed to have returned to the hotel. Given how severely the explosion and how long it burned, unless the person inside was an immortal, it would be lucky if some remains were still intact.

(End of this chapter)