American tax officials

"Alright, alright, shut up, all of you!"

Obadiah couldn't stand it any longer and quickly reprimanded the restless crowd.

After everyone fell silent, he turned to David and said, "David, who do you think would be the most suitable person to go?"

David didn't answer immediately. Instead, his gaze slowly swept across the faces of the higher-ups, finally settling on the intelligence chief who had spoken earlier. He said, "Herner is right. He's in charge of intelligence within our IRS, so sending him there is the most suitable!"

Upon hearing this, the other senior executives were immediately disappointed.

David was in charge of this matter, so his opinion was decisive, and now that he had recommended Hena, Obadiah should not refuse.

Hena, who was recommended, was overjoyed. After glancing gratefully at David, she looked at Obadiah with expectant eyes.

"Since you think Hena is suitable, then Hena will take over. It's decided!"

As expected, Obadiah agreed.

In the following hours, the senior executives present discussed the MSA matter for another while before the meeting adjourned after nearly an hour.

After the meeting, Hena chased after David, repeatedly expressing her gratitude.

David instructed him to thoroughly monitor the midterm elections once he arrived at the NSA, and then returned to his department.

Upon seeing him return, Nixon, Bucky, Simmons, and the others immediately surrounded him, asking in unison, "How did it go? Did the chief and the others have any suitable candidates?"

David didn't keep them in suspense and replied, "The headquarters' intention is to transfer Hena to replace the NSA director."

"What?!"

The three of them were somewhat surprised to hear the result.

But Simmons quickly came to his senses and nodded, saying, "It will certainly cause a huge uproar if a high-ranking official is parachuted in from headquarters to take over, but given the current situation, we don't care about that. Besides, this is the best option, since we are from our own circle, which is absolutely safe and reliable."

"That's right, we've already fallen out with the three major groups, so there's no need to worry about anything else!"

"So, in that case, NAS can be considered a 'branch' of our IRS from now on."

Simmons and Bucky thought about it for a moment and understood the director's and others' intentions.

"Alright, there's still a lot to do, everyone get busy."

David walked toward his office.

Upon returning to his office, he immediately called Sean, Thompson, and others to inform them of the decision he had made.

When Sean and the others heard that the IRS was planning to transfer its own people to NAS, they were naturally very disappointed. However, since David had already made his decision, they could not insist on anything and could only silently accept the result.

Around 2 PM.

Kepper knocked and entered the office, saying to David, "Inspector General, Director Edgar of the NAS is here and says he wants to see you."

"Oh?"

David wasn't too surprised. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Then please invite him in."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Edgar was brought in. The two sides had met once before when David sent an aircraft carrier to Bright Island, so they were not strangers.

"Chief Inspector David, I don't know what I did to offend you?"

Upon meeting, Edgar questioned him with some displeasure.

"Chief Edgar, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Seeing the other party's feigned ignorance and questioning, David also pretended to know nothing.

"What did you say? These past few days, those major media outlets have released a lot of dirt on me. Don't try to say this has nothing to do with you!"

These past few days, several major media outlets have been attacking him relentlessly. As the director of MAS, he has access to numerous channels and resources, so he has naturally investigated and found out that David is preparing to deal with him!

It's also worth mentioning that although the two had only met once, he already knew what kind of person David was.

Now that the other party has already made a move, they must be very confident, and that's what worries him the most.

So after much deliberation, he decided to come over in person to see if he could figure out what kind of killer move David was going to use against him next.

"Putting aside whether this has anything to do with me or not, even if I did instigate it, what can you do about it? Want revenge?"

You should know that this is IRS territory.

David was naturally annoyed by the other party's repeated questioning tone.

"you……"

Putting aside the fact that Edgar was a member of the Illuminati, just his title as NSA Director alone meant that few people in the entire United States would dare to be so disrespectful to him.

But the thought that David had leverage over him forced him to suppress his anger and reply, "I'll say it again: what did I do to offend you? If I really did, we can sit down and talk it over. There's no need for us to fight to the death."

"Director Edgar, we're all smart people, so there's no need to beat around the bush. I don't care that you're a member of the Illuminati, but I won't tolerate you using the NSA to sabotage my work!"

Edgar's face darkened upon hearing this. He said that no wonder David wanted to deal with him; it turned out that David knew he had used this organization to do a lot of things for the three major corporations.

But that seems normal.

David has already indirectly controlled the CIA and FBI. Although his MAS is not weak either, how could it not be discovered by these two major agencies?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at David with a gloomy gaze, saying, "You can't tolerate me? You have quite the nerve. Do you think you can bring me down with just what you've revealed?"

David didn't reply immediately. Instead, he opened a drawer, took out a document, threw it in front of him, and said, "And this too!"

He knew that the other party might be using a provocation tactic to subtly probe what other killer moves he had up his sleeve, but he didn't care.

Sending out this document is like telling the other party directly, "I've got you cornered, so what can you do about it?"

Edgar took the document and immediately began to read it, but as the contents came into view, sweat began to seep from his forehead.

He knew that since David was planning to take him down, there must be more to it than just the news that the major media outlets had reported in the past two days. There must be other "killer moves" as well, and now it seems that's exactly what happened!

It's fair to say that if the document he possesses is subsequently revealed by the media, then his situation will not be as simple as just resigning; he will likely face disgrace and imprisonment!

Because this document contains too much information about his abuse of power and acceptance of bribes!

"How did you get all this?"

"Do I need to explain myself to you?"

"You... fine, what do you want!"

Knowing that his life or death was now in the other party's hands, Edgar's tone was no longer as harsh as before.

"Chief Edgar, do you know why I didn't just release this document directly?"

"You're waiting for me to come find you, aren't you?"

Edgar wasn't stupid; he immediately figured out the key point.

David smiled. That's right. The reason he didn't kill Edgar right away was that he wanted Edgar to come to him.

If the other party is sensible enough to help him with some things, then he might as well give them a way out!

"First, you need to resign along with your group of cronies. Also, I need to know what the three major corporations have instructed MAS to do."

"You're letting me go with just this?"

Now that he was at the mercy of others, Edgar had little room to resist.

If he can extricate himself unscathed, that would probably be the best outcome for him.

"Oh, and one more thing, regarding your successor, we plan to recommend Hena Quintadin. I need you to help him build prestige internally and personally recommend him to the president!"

Although the IRS planned to send Hena there, it was definitely not something they could ask the president. So it would be best to have Edgar, the soon-to-resign NSA director, recommend him.

"Hernar Quintadin..."

Edgar read the name aloud, but then seemed to realize something and angrily turned to David, saying, "This is a high-ranking official in your IRS. What kind of international joke are you making?"

Edgar had worked at NAS for so many years and believed that even if he resigned, he could still exert considerable influence in the department.

But unexpectedly, David planned to parachute in his own top executives to take over. Wouldn't that turn the NSA into a vassal of the IRS?

After that, he won't even be able to step into the door of the NAS department, let alone have any influence there!

"I'm not joking, Director Edgar. We've made our decision. You either comply, or... heh heh!"

David didn't continue, but the threat in his words was almost palpable.

"David, do you realize that what you're doing will cause panic among DHS, CBP, and other law enforcement agencies, making them fear being swallowed up by your IRS? Can you bear the consequences?"

Edgar brought up various law enforcement agencies in an attempt to force David to back down.

But David showed no fear, replying, "There's no need to threaten us with these organizations. I'll just say one thing: whoever dares to oppose us, we'll deal with them. As for these organizations, as long as they don't interfere with our service to the country, we won't bother with them!"

David's words were quite clever, I must say.

If this message is relayed to law enforcement agencies through various channels in the future, these agencies will understand that the NSA's current predicament is entirely its own fault.

Edgar gritted his teeth, his face alternating between pale and purple.

"Director Edgar, you're sixty-three this year. At your age, you should be back home, enjoying your grandchildren and family life. There's no need for you to keep getting involved in this mess. This is a matter between us and those reckless fools!"

After about three minutes of silence, Edgar finally gave in, gritting his teeth as he said, "Fine, I'll do as you say. I hope you'll keep your promise!"

He ultimately made the wise decision.

The dispute between the IRS and the three major corporations is intensifying, and although he is a member of the Illuminati, he feels somewhat like he's being used as a pawn.

Otherwise, would David have singled him out to deal with him now?

Now that his secrets have fallen into their hands, the Illuminati can't force him to his death, can they?

It would be better to step aside and live a peaceful life, leaving them to make a fuss over!

Seeing that Edgar had chosen to compromise, David finally smiled and said, "Edgar, you've made a smart choice. Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I will keep my word."

"..."

next morning.

A group of five people walked in through the main entrance of the White House.

These five people were none other than NSA Director Edgar, Deputy Director Grantham, Chief of Intelligence Abner, and other high-ranking officials.

Led by staff, the group walked through the corridor and arrived at the president's office.

At that moment, Paden was discussing something with Wilder. Upon seeing NAS and the others arrive, he immediately stopped what he was doing and asked in confusion, "What is it, Edgar?"

"Mr. President, it's like this: due to health reasons, I am no longer able to serve as the Deputy Director of NAS, and I have come to resign."

Before Edgar could answer, Deputy Director Grantham spoke up first.

Upon hearing this, Padden and Wilder were stunned.

After a long pause, still unaware of the real reason, Padden asked with concern, "What's wrong, Grantham? Is there something wrong with your health? Should I have my medical team take a look?"

Although the NSA is not as world-renowned as the FBI, CIA, or IRS, it is still an extremely important organization.

In some respects, the NAS is even more capable of intelligence work than the CIA.

After all, it's important to know that the NSA headquarters covers an area of ​​15 hectares and is located in Fort Meade, Maryland, north of Washington, in a forest a few hundred meters away from Washington Park in Baltimore. It is larger than the CIA headquarters.

At the same time, the NSA is the organization that employs the most PhDs in mathematics, computer science, and linguistics independently in the world.

Therefore, Paten didn't want to see anything happen to the organization's top management.

"No need, Mr. President. My health simply cannot keep me in this position. I'm very sorry, please understand!"

Hearing Grantham's resolute tone, Paiden frowned.

Before he could think further, Intelligence Chief Abner spoke up: "Mr. President, due to personal family reasons, I have come today to resign!"

"What?!"

Patrick jumped up from his chair.

Grantham resigned due to health reasons, which is understandable.

Now that Abner has resigned again due to family reasons, even someone as stupid as him would know that the so-called health and family reasons are just excuses!

Something must have happened within the NAS! (End of Chapter)