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Chapter 442 Let's fight to the death!

Chapter 442 Let's fight to the death!

David, of course, understood the implication in the other's words. He chuckled and replied, "Mr. Prescott, then I must first make you understand one thing: the Federal Reserve is not entrusted to me personally, but to the country. Do you think the market trusts you more, or the country?"

Prescott's face froze instantly.

He originally thought that his words were the perfect answer, but unexpectedly, David turned the tables on him in the blink of an eye.

Yes, the Fed being handed over to David could cause a huge shock to the market, but it would be a different story if it were in the hands of the state.

Which can give the market more confidence: the government or individual organizations?

Without a doubt, it's the former!

"Mr. Prescott, if you look at the world, which country's central bank isn't controlled by the state? Yet, the United States is an exception, a point that's often 'talked about.' I think it's time to end this!"

David is absolutely right.

In the world's monetary systems, central banks that issue currency are generally under the control of their respective governments, but the Federal Reserve is an exception, a point that has been the subject of much discussion.

Prescott frowned and replied, "I admit you have a point, but you must understand that although the Federal Reserve is our country's central bank, it wasn't directly established by the state. It was founded by our forefathers. The development of America's economy to this day is largely due to our proper control of the Federal Reserve. Even if it were handed over to the state, it might not necessarily be a good thing!"

"Just pay up, whether it's a good thing or not is none of your concern!"

"you……"

Hearing David's arrogant words, Prescott was furious, but considering his company's current situation, he could only suppress his anger and reply, "Inspector General David, I've come here today with sincerity. We can discuss everything except the Federal Reserve; we can even make significant concessions. I hope you can show some sincerity in return!"

"I'm really sorry, but I'm only interested in your Federal Reserve. If you're not willing, I won't force you."

At this moment, Prescott's face was extremely gloomy.

Don't be fooled by David's nonchalant demeanor; he knows very well that if things don't go well today, David will definitely strike at their group without hesitation.

After much deliberation, Prescott finally spoke up: "Inspector General David, to be honest with you, the Federal Reserve is not something I can control alone. Even if I were willing to hand it over, my colleagues would not agree."

"I said I wouldn't force you."

David crossed his arms over his chest, looking completely unconcerned.

Having said all that, Prescott knew there was nothing more to discuss. He stood up with a gloomy look in his eyes, but just as he was about to push open the door and leave, he seemed to remember something and turned back to say, "Inspector David, do you know why a tiger, the king of beasts, won't easily hunt a bear even when it's hungry?"

Seeing David's attentive expression, he explained directly, "That's because even if a bear is no match for a tiger, if pushed to the limit, it can still leave some marks on the tiger!"

"Let's wait and see!"

David replied calmly.

He certainly understood the underlying meaning in the other person's words; it was nothing more than a threat that if things went downhill, he wouldn't be happy either.

But now that he's already made a move, why would he be afraid of such a small threat?

After leaving the IRS building and getting into his car, Prescott immediately made a phone call and said, "Sir, his target was indeed the Federal Reserve. This negotiation has fallen through."

There was a silence of about three minutes on the other end of the phone before Henrietta's voice came through: "Then let's fight to the death!"

……

In the following days, the Ansar Group and the Illuminati indeed withdrew completely from the midterm elections, while the Freemasons, on the contrary, began to raise hundreds of billions of dollars and invest in the elections.

In an effort to win over state legislator candidates, the Freemasons have increased subsidies for voters in each state.

In total, each voter can receive subsidies of up to $3000, which is quite a significant investment.

IRS, Office of the Inspector General.

"The data is in. Under this wave of Freemason spending, their approval rating is 65% in California, 76% in Alabama, and..."

Kepper held a document and was explaining the data from each state one by one.

After listening to all this, David, who was sitting down, couldn't help but sigh that the Freemasons had really gone all out this time, spending hundreds of billions to gain the support of so many voters in various states.

"Inspector General, this is the list of candidates they are preparing to nominate for the position."

David took the list from Keppel and examined it carefully before saying, "Make arrangements. Go to Los Angeles, and have the IRS personnel in California notify them..."

……

Union Square, San Francisco.

As Senator candidate Thomas stepped down from the stage after finishing his speech, he saw two men in suits walking towards him.

"Mr. Thomas, we are from the IRS. Our Inspector General David will be arriving in Los Angeles at 4 p.m. and would like to have a chat with you in the Maria Room at the El Hout Hotel."

Upon hearing that David was coming to Los Angeles and specifically requested to see him, Thomas's hair stood on end. He then waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm sorry, I have a speech to give in Castro this afternoon. Please forgive me, Inspector General David."

"Our inspector general said you don't have to come, but when he comes to you, things won't be so easy to talk to!"

Thomas's face immediately darkened.

The two IRS officers ignored him and turned to leave.

Just as they had walked about five or six meters, they suddenly heard a voice interrupting them from behind.

"Wait, please tell your inspector general that I will go."

As the saying goes, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. He knew that since David had made such a tough statement, he would definitely not get away with it if he didn't go. So after much hesitation, he finally obeyed.

……

At the same time, candidates campaigning in major California cities such as San Diego, Santa Clara, and Clarento also received the news.

Suddenly, the entire political landscape of California was shrouded in gloom.

Sacramento, the governor's residence.

Winifford rushed into the office and said to Bogwana, who was working, "It's bad news, Governor. I just received news that David is preparing to go to California and has summoned those congressional candidates for a meeting."

"What?!"

Bogwana's expression changed upon hearing this.

It's worth noting that David had recently orchestrated a major purge in New York, completely destroying the Freemasons' political connections in the state.

They even threw Dalik, the governor of New York, into prison.

And now that they've come to California, are they planning to repeat the New York purge?

"Sir, he's definitely here for the midterm elections, but whether he'll target us is hard to say..."

Listening to his secretary's words, Bogwana's expression became even more serious.

With the New York purge as a precedent, who dares to say that David won't do it again?

And since he was a key member of the Freemason group, it wouldn't be surprising if David, with the attitude of "since I'm already here," took care of him as well!

Thinking of this, Bogwana couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately said, "Quickly, go and check what overseas offers I've received!"

"Yes, sir."

Besides Bogwana, when they learned that David was going to California, officials throughout California with ties to the Freemasons panicked.

After Bogwana, the key figure in the government, prepared to go abroad for an inspection tour, these officials also went to other states or directly to Washington, D.C. under various pretexts, which caused considerable chaos throughout California.

It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, in the Maria Room of the Elhout Hotel.

Thomas and his Freemason-backed California congressional candidates have arrived, but each of them is silent and does not engage in much conversation.

A few minutes later, as footsteps approached, everyone subconsciously looked up. Upon seeing who it was, the candidates for councilor involuntarily stood up.

The person who arrived was none other than David, who had come all the way from Washington, D.C.

David first glanced at the candidates present, then turned to Osatoval, whom he had recommended for the position and who was currently serving as the Commissioner of the Los Angeles IRS, and asked, "Commissioner Osatoval, what's the situation with those who aren't here?"

"I've already notified them; if they haven't come, then they're not coming."

David nodded, turned to the group of candidates, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for gracing us with your presence today. The main reason I invited you here is to explain something."

"I know the Freemasons have made many promises and agreed to many of your demands, but cooperating with them is not a wise move. So I'm here to remind you that it's best to abandon some unrealistic ideas!"

The Freemasons have been spending hundreds of billions of dollars in the past few days to buy votes from many voters.

Having votes in hand naturally gives you leverage to negotiate with these candidates.

What David needs to do now is very simple: he just needs to force these legislative candidates to withdraw, and then no matter how many votes the Freemasons control, there will be no one to vote for them!

Upon hearing this, the candidates present exchanged bewildered glances, but none of them dared to be the first to speak out.

"I know that many of you are dissatisfied or even resentful towards me, but there's nothing I can do. Since you've chosen to cooperate with them, our positions are now different."

"However, I don't want to be the villain who ruins your careers. I can make you a promise: if you withdraw from this election, I will absolutely not stop you if you want to run again next time!"

Congressional midterm elections are held every two years; two years should be enough time for David to settle things with the Freemasons.

To be honest, the candidates present were very dissatisfied with David's domineering behavior, but after hearing this promise, many of them calmed down a bit.

At that moment, a Black woman stepped forward and asked, "If we withdraw this time, can you really guarantee that the next administration won't interfere with us?"

"Yes, Ms. Lanf, I promise!"

"Okay, then I can withdraw from this year's competition."

"I can also quit."

"..."

After candidate Ranf took the lead, seven or eight other candidates indicated their willingness to withdraw from the election.

The remaining dozen or so people were still hesitant and did not rush to express their opinions.

"Alright, there's no need for you to rush into a response. You can go back and think it over before giving me an answer!"

After saying this, David strode out of the Maria Room and went to the adjacent Rose Room, pushing open the door and entering.

At this moment, about thirty men and women were sitting in the hall.

However, unlike the people in the Maria Hall before, who looked miserable when David arrived.

When the people in the hall saw David arrive, they greeted him with smiles and fawning expressions, as if he were their own mother.

"Hello, Inspector General David."

"I have long admired Inspector David..."

"..."

After David took control of the White House, many congressional candidates across the country volunteered to join his camp.

California, as the first state in the United States, has two Senate seats, the same as the other 49 states, but a total of 53 House seats.

The group of people in front of us are those that David has selected after a screening process, and he intends to support them to take power in this midterm election.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I've read every email you sent me carefully, and it's clear that you genuinely want to contribute to California. So, if you need anything, I'm happy to lend you a hand."

The candidates came today mainly to hear this sentence, so they were naturally overjoyed.

After the initial excitement, one of the still-attractive women approached David and cautiously asked, "Inspector General David, the Freemasons have been spending a lot of money in California these past few days and have won a lot of votes... This is a bit troublesome."

"Don't worry about that, I came here specifically to get this sorted out."

"That's good, that's good."

David walked to the table, picked up a glass of champagne, and the others followed suit. After raising it, he said, "Then I wish you all the best in winning your seats in the House of Representatives in this midterm election, Chess."

"Slice it into strips..."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)

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