American tax officials

Chapter 41 I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean.

The two argued for a while, one angry and the other trying to persuade. The big man pulled the Asian man aside, whispered a few words to him, and then returned to David.

But the big man was stunned to see David so calm and watching the show.

Caught in the act, and you're just acting like nothing happened?

"Cough cough..."

The burly man decided to ignore everything else for now and said, "Brother, how could you do something like seducing someone's wife? What do you suggest we do now?"

David didn't explain, but replied with a playful expression, "So, what do you think I should do?"

The burly man feigned difficulty: "My friend loves his wife very much, and I went to great lengths to persuade him to stay. This is a very difficult situation..."

"If it's too difficult, then let's not do it!"

"Brother, what do you mean by that?!"

The burly man's face instantly darkened, and the two men beside him also moved closer, both looking hostile.

Seeing David's noncommittal expression, the burly man suggested, "After all, you were in the wrong, and you don't seem like someone who's short of money. How about this, brother, you give me a hundred thousand or twenty thousand to soothe my brother's wounded heart, and we'll call it even, okay?"

"OK!"

The three were stunned, not expecting this fat sheep to agree so readily. But before they could rejoice, David's next words left them dumbfounded.

"But I think you're the one who should give it to us!"

"Fuck you, what do you mean? Are you messing with us?"

David lost interest in playing along with them. He looked towards the side room and called out, "Alright, stop watching and get to work!"

After saying that, Nissen walked out with his head held high and chest puffed out.

The group at the scene had no idea that, in addition to David, there was another accomplice present.

When they saw the tax badge that Nissen showed, they were even more shocked, and their first reaction was that they had encountered the police!

"Please don't be alarmed, everyone. We are IRS inspectors!"

"From the IRS!"

Upon hearing the words "IRS," the three reacted even more strongly than when they first saw the tax emblem, but they quickly calmed down.

Although the IRS is powerful, they are only in charge of tax audits. Their illegal and disorderly conduct falls under the jurisdiction of the police.

"Oh, it's an IRS inspector! We were so wrong, we're so sorry, it was all a misunderstanding. We'll be going now..."

At this point, the group of scammers still didn't realize that David and Nissen were after them, and thought it was all just a coincidence.

But there's nothing they can do about it. The IRS can't do anything to them, but they can't afford to mess with them either. They can only accept their bad luck.

"Wait a minute, who told you you could leave?"

The group stopped what they were doing and looked nervously at David, who had spoken.

The burly man gritted his teeth, finally took out his wallet, pulled out a dozen or so US dollars, placed them on the table, and said, "Officer, please forgive our rudeness. Consider this an apology..."

"Take this small amount of money back. We came here specifically to talk to you today!"

"specially?"

The group was both surprised and frightened, but mostly puzzled.

"It's very simple. Here's what happened: On the 3rd of last month, our United States Congress passed a bill that stipulates..."

A few minutes later, the five of them looked dumbfounded.

Black Tax Act?

From now on, robbery, drug trafficking, smuggling, and even their current extortion will all be subject to taxes paid to the IRS.

Is this for real?

The IRS is a state agency, how is this any different from extortion?

After a long pause, Yang Yezi was the first to come to her senses, glaring angrily at David and saying, "You're playing me!"

Now that things have come to this point...

Even a fool would understand that David was deliberately setting a trap for them!

She was just having a romantic conversation with David!

That bastard is a really bad guy!

David looked at her and said dismissively, "Aren't you just playing me too?"

"you……"

Yang Yezi blushed, unsure how to retort.

"Inspector, you're engaging in entrapment!"

The big man also came to his senses.

David scoffed, "So what if I am? Do you want to call the police or sue us?"

The five men looked extremely grim.

Call the police?

That's like walking right into a trap!

The burly man took out his wallet again, pulled out all the US dollars inside, about 2 or 3000, placed them on the table, and said, "Inspector, things aren't going well for us right now, please be lenient and let us off the hook!"

David narrowed his eyes and rebuked, "Curtis, on December 5th of last month, at the Horseshoe Bend Hotel, you extorted $30,000 in cash from a tourist from New York, and you took a cut of $6000 from that money."

"On December 9th, in room 9111 of the Bellagio Hotel, you extorted $50,000 in cash from a tourist from Los Angeles in the same manner, and ultimately received $10,000."

"And January 19th..."

"You netted $103000 in just one month, and now you're telling me the market is bad?"

David had already seen through their background using his golden finger when they rushed in.

The big man named Costi was stunned once again after his past was revealed one by one.

It's one thing for this inspector to be able to find out who he extorted, but to have such detailed information about the time, place, and even his earnings for the entire month, down to the last penny, is just outrageous!

How long the hell have they been investigating him?

"And you, Arnold..."

"..."

Ten minutes later, the other four people, just like Costi before, all had expressions of having seen a ghost.

During this period, David also pointed out their involvement in the case and their profits this month without missing a single detail.

What they found most unbelievable was that they had never seriously calculated their income, and only had a rough idea of ​​it.

But David even counted the hundreds and tens digits for them.

This proves that their every move has been monitored this month.

Let alone what case he's involved in, people probably know everything about him, even how many times he takes a dump each day and how many boxes of condoms he buys!

"We're just small fry in Las Vegas, is it really necessary for the IRS to be so focused on us?"

Costi was somewhat helpless and speechless.

David smiled and replied, "You guys have over 20 in tax revenue, that's not exactly small fry!"

"Over 20!?"

The five men's expressions changed.

Then, Kirsty asked, "How much exactly does your IRS want to take from us?"

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