American tax officials

Chapter 359 Presidential Cars and Private Jets

Two days later, at the IRS, in the Inspector General's office.

"If nothing else unexpected happens, I should be able to take the deputy director position that Madu Aikai has left vacant..."

"After Gavin arrested a number of our high-ranking officials, our director was under immense pressure. Since he didn't belong to any faction, I actually had complete control over the intelligence department..."

Inside the office, Gavin and Elvis were reporting on their respective departments, and a closer look revealed that both of them had a strong sense of excitement on their faces.

As they said, after David's maneuvering, their careers in their respective departments are now bright. High positions that they never dared to dream of before are now within easy reach!

David nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this. Only by securing the support of the CIA and FBI, two powerful agencies, and using their help to keep a close eye on the three major powers, could he feel at ease to proceed with his next move.

"Very good. From today onwards, you will keep a close eye on the Freemasons, the Unsharp Group, and the Illuminati. I need to know their every move!"

"clear!"

……

In the afternoon, David went to see Obadiah and Donald and told them that he would be working on pushing the bill forward the next day.

The two had already agreed to this matter, so they naturally wouldn't object. Besides telling David to be careful, Obadiah also mysteriously said that he would prepare two small gifts for him tomorrow, but he didn't say what the gifts were, which made David curious.

The next day, David received a call from one of Obadiah's assistants, telling him to pack his bags and come directly to Zone 3 of Dulles International Airport to meet him.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and packing his luggage, David, along with Munson, Jerry, and another security inspector, Larin, got into the car and headed towards the airport.

More than half an hour later, the four of them arrived at the third section of the airport.

There was an airplane and a Cadillac Beast that looked to have been specially modified, parked there, and a man with a buzz cut standing next to the car.

"Good morning, Inspector General David."

"Find a good assistant for Krepp."

The man was one of Obadiah's assistants.

"This is the gift the director arranged for you. Let me give you a brief introduction."

Krepo pointed to the car next to him and introduced, "This is a Cadillac Beast. The body uses a multi-layer armor design, including high-strength steel, aluminum alloy, titanium alloy and ceramics, and the armor thickness reaches more than 20 centimeters."

"The windows use multi-layered bulletproof glass, several inches thick, effectively resisting attacks from armor-piercing rounds and explosives. Notably, except for the driver's side window, all other windows are permanently closed to enhance overall protection. The tires are made of bulletproof nylon and feature a special steel rim design, allowing the vehicle to continue driving even if the tires are damaged. The chassis is likely a reinforced commercial truck chassis, such as a Chevrolet Kolyak chassis, to withstand the threat of undercarriage bombs..."

"Wait a minute..."

David interrupted Crepo's incessant narration, asking thoughtfully, "If I remember correctly, the president's car is a Cadillac Beast, and it seems to have the exact same functions as what you described!"

Crebo chuckled and explained, "That's right, the director specially got this from the Secret Service; it was originally a spare car for the president!"

David was taken aback when he heard this. It seemed that Obadiah was really afraid that he would be assassinated again, and even got him a presidential limousine.

"What about this one?"

David then pointed to the plane next to him.

"This is a Boeing 787-8BBJ, originally owned by a wealthy man in Texas. However, this man went bankrupt and owed our IRS a large sum of taxes, so he used this aircraft to offset his taxes. Now it belongs to our IRS—or rather, strictly speaking, it will be your personal vehicle, Inspector General David!"

"I see. These two gifts from the bureau chief are quite substantial."

The presidential limousine was one thing, but the private jet was definitely much more convenient for David, since he would be traveling to many places in the coming days.

"Alright, let me give you a brief introduction, Chief Inspector David..."

Over the next few minutes, Krepp explained the Cadillac's operating instructions to David, and then led them onto the Boeing 787.

The aircraft has approximately 2400 square feet of space available for use.

It can accommodate up to 39 people and boasts a stunning master suite with a walk-in closet, double shower, and heated marble floors, as well as an office, dining room, and other amenities. It truly lives up to its $2.4 million price tag as a private jet.

"Alright, Chief Inspector David, I've finished explaining everything. Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

"That's all."

"Alright, I'll head back to report now. If you need anything, just talk to the captain!"

OK.

After getting off the plane, Crepo immediately instructed his staff to load the Cadillac Beast onto the plane, and then immediately headed back towards headquarters.

"Inspector General David, where are we going?"

The captain, a man in his early fifties named Ismail, came to David's side to ask questions.

"Tarahashi".

"Okay, I'll get to work on launching it now."

Tallahassee is the capital of Florida, with a population of approximately 20.

After about two hours, the private jet will land at Miles Airport in the city.

"Time really flies!"

David used to find his flight journeys quite boring, but today's trip left him wanting more.

As for the reason, it's simply because private jets offer so much entertainment.

"Yes, private jets are comfortable. At least the journeys won't be so boring in the future."

It was also the first time for Munsen and his group to experience a private jet, and they all wore expressions of wanting more.

"Alright, get the car out of the car, we need to get down to business!"

After the car was unloaded, David told the crew that he had some business to take care of in the city and it might take a day or two, so they should make their own way in the meantime.

They then left the airport.

……

Forty minutes later, David and his group drove to a residential area in the eastern part of Tarahish city.

"According to the information, Senator Raglan Malcolm's home address is here!"

Munsen pointed to a house in front of him and said.

David nodded, then got out of the car and went to the door of the house, ringing the doorbell.

About two minutes later, the door was opened, and a woman wearing an apron appeared in front of it.

However, upon seeing David's face, the woman froze in place as if struck by a spell.

"Hello, Ms. Candice."

Hearing David call her name, the woman snapped out of her daze and replied nervously, "Isn't this Inspector David? May I ask... is there anything I can help you with?"

"We're here to see Senator Raglan."

"He...is not home."

"Then tell him to come back and say I've arrived and I'm waiting for him at home!"

"this……"

Candice hesitated, but considering David's reputation, she dared not refuse and could only gesture for him to come in: "Chief Inspector David, please come in!"

David and the others didn't stand on ceremony and went straight in.

When I entered the living room, I saw a little boy who looked about seven or eight years old and a little girl who looked about five or six years old playing with a pile of building blocks.

"Oh my god, you're Batman! Batman's come to our house!"

Upon seeing David's face, the little boy screamed instantly.

But his words stunned David and the others.

Given his current fame and frequent appearances on various media and television, it's not surprising that a young boy of his age could recognize him.

But what the hell is this so-called Batman?

With a hint of doubt, David approached the little boy, bent down, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Ethan, my name is Ethan!"

After the little boy said his name, he politely extended his right hand.

David shook hands with him with interest, then continued, "Okay, Ethan, you called me Batman earlier. Why am I Batman?"

"Because you are capable of anything!"

"Um?"

David looked completely bewildered again.

"I've seen you on TV a lot. You're like Batman, sending a lot of criminals to prison. And my dad told me that because of you, the security situation in our country has improved a lot. So my classmates and I all think you are Batman!"

David finally understood after hearing this explanation.

However, after being praised so lavishly by such a young boy, his old face couldn't help but blush, and he immediately retorted, "I'm not Batman at all. Batman is much more powerful than me; he can fly. I'm just an ordinary person."

"No, Batman is about fighting criminals and putting them in jail!"

"Okay, whatever you say goes..."

This time, David didn't argue. He turned to the little girl and asked, "Is this your sister? What's her name?"

"Her name is Meishan, and she's five years old!"

As the two were talking, Candice came out of the kitchen carrying a plate with several glasses of water on it.

"Please have some water, Inspector General David."

"Thanks!"

As they picked up their water glasses, they all said thank you in unison.

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Candice. We're just here to have a chat with Senator Raglan. We have no other intentions."

"Yes, Inspector General David, I've already informed my husband, and he said he'll be back as soon as possible. Please wait a moment..."

Candice was still a little uneasy. Although she was just a woman, as the wife of a senator, she knew a few things.

They also knew that David's sudden appearance at their door was definitely not a simple matter.

David nodded and said nothing more.

During the wait, it was clear that the little boy named Ethan was indeed his devoted fan.

She not only brought paper and pen to ask him for an autograph, but also asked her mother to take out her phone to take a photo with him.

These were just small requests, and David naturally fulfilled them all.

"Thank you, Inspector General David."

On television, David's image has always been tough, impartial, and even "fierce".

However, in that short half hour, Candice's impression of him changed.

This Inspector General David isn't as fierce as the media portrays him to be; on the contrary, he's quite amiable.

I just wonder what she came to see her husband about?

The thought made Candice feel uneasy again.

"You are welcome……"

As the two were talking, the door clicked open, and a man in a suit carrying a briefcase walked in.

"Raglan, you're finally back. Inspector General David has been waiting for you here for a long time."

Candice quickly went to meet her.

Raglan frowned as he glanced at David and the others sitting there, then said to Candice, "I understand. Take the child to the room."

Candice didn't dare ask any more questions and quickly led her son and daughter from the living room into the room.

"Inspector General David, what brings you to Nevada so quietly, and even to my home?"

Raglan walked over and sat on the sofa opposite David.

"I've heard that Senator Lagren and Mr. Sean have a good relationship, but Mr. Sean has been trying to talk to you these past few days, and you've refused, citing being busy with official duties. Are you really that busy, Senator Lagren?"

That's right, this Raglan was originally a senator representing the interests of the Kennedy family. However, after David's "death" plunged the Kennedy family into dire straits, he became a swing senator.

Over the past two days, Sean has been trying to contact him repeatedly, hoping to win him back, but no one knows what agreement this guy has reached with the Freemasons, as he seems absolutely unwilling to talk about it.

After learning this news from Sean, David decided to meet him in person!

"Chief Inspector David, as you know, the midterm elections are just around the corner, and I have to focus on that. As for other matters, I don't have much time to attend to them right now, so please understand..."

Ragren, looking troubled, explained his reasons.

"You know about the midterm elections, but have you forgotten who provided you with funding and campaigned for you in order to get into the Senate seat? Putting aside everything else, you should at least have the sense of gratitude."

"this……"

Ragren's face turned pale and then purple from being talked about.

He was able to become a senator because he did rely on the Kennedy family's funds and support from various quarters.

(End of this chapter)