American tax officials

Chapter 57 Do you want to try waterboarding?

Although Lewis gave instructions that Bucky's group could be deployed at any time.

But he still didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

Koffdale needs to pay $310,000 in taxes. After giving $20,000 to Bucky's three teams, he still has $260,000 left, which is not bad.

Bucky and the others were taken aback, then quickly asked, "Is that the guy you're looking for?"

David nodded slightly.

Bucky added, "It's good that we found it, but we don't need it. The $20,000 in tax credits are unnecessary. We didn't really do anything."

It's not that he doesn't want the 2 tax credit.

On the contrary, they actually longed for it very much.

After all, it only took one night to sue, which is almost equivalent to getting 2 in tax credits without lifting a finger. Wouldn't anyone be happy with that?

Unfortunately, as he said, they didn't do much, and they were too embarrassed to take it.

Furthermore, there are reasons explained by Lewis's side.

"It's alright, it's settled then!"

Having said that, David didn't give them a chance to speak again. He turned around and walked to Coffdale's side, following him back to their residence.

A few minutes later.

Coffdale led David Nison to room 501 in building 5. He took out his key and opened the door. A somewhat pungent smell hit them, causing them to frown.

Looking inside again, the scene was somewhat messy, with leftover pizza and KFC boxes on the table, and several computers still running.

"Excuse me, it's a bit messy inside... Let me tidy it up!"

Coffdale immediately went inside, threw the fast food containers and other items on the table into the trash can, and finally asked the two men, "What would you two inspectors like to drink?"

"No need, let's get straight to the point. It's like this: on the 3rd of last month, our Congress passed a bill..."

Koffdale listened attentively, but soon a look of horror appeared on his face. Finally, he sat down at the computer and began to operate it.

He stopped after about 5 minutes, but his expression became serious.

He checked, and David was right.

On the 3rd of last month, the U.S. Congress did indeed pass a black tax bill.

This bill stipulates that the IRS has the power to collect taxes on any illegal profits generated by criminals.

That means...

Did the IRS discover that he was a hacker?

That's what led the IRS to contact him.

But how could that be!

He was very confident in his skills. Even the CIA, with its many experts, couldn't track him down, so how could the IRS find him so easily?

Unable to figure it out, Coverdale decided to test the waters first. He then shrugged and feigned innocence, saying, "I checked, Congress did pass this bill last month, but what I don't understand is, what does this have to do with me?"

"Really? What are all these computers for?"

David was not surprised by what the other party said. It's normal for every criminal he finds to have a sense of侥幸 (a feeling of getting away with something).

Coffdale continued to feign innocence, replying, "Mr. Inspector, I have many requirements for computers. This one is for watching dramas, this one is for playing games, and as for this one... I use it to listen to music. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

David shook his head and replied, "No, these are all things you use to hack into other people's systems and data. You're a hacker!"

A flicker of panic crossed Coverdale's eyes, but he quickly masked it and replied, "What hacker? Mr. Inspector, don't think that just because your IRS has a lot of power, you can arbitrarily slander a law-abiding citizen!"

David smiled and said unhurriedly, "On the 12th of last month, you were hired to hack into the Princeton Casino's system, and that order earned you 10, right?"

Koffdale's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Before he could offer any explanation, David continued, "And on the 19th of last month, you received another 20 and hacked into Newlandca Internet Company, remember?"

Having two deals pointed out in quick succession, Coffdale was in a state of turmoil, but not completely broken down. He gritted his teeth and retorted, "I don't know what you're talking about. Do you have any evidence?"

He still believed in his skills and thought that David was likely deceiving him.

As long as he stubbornly denies it, the IRS probably can't do anything to him without evidence.

David shook his head, looking at him with pity, and replied, "Do you think that now that we've come to you and know what you've done, we don't have any evidence against you?"

"Do you have one? Then show it to me!"

"Why go through all that trouble? If I wanted to tell the CIA about your whereabouts, they would be very interested!"

If Coffdale was merely flustered before, hearing the words "CIA" now felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

But he still stammered, trying to deny it: "What CIA? I...I don't know what you're talking about!"

"On the 26th of last month, didn't you accept 30 from a Xiong Kingdom spy to hack into the CIA's Xiong Kingdom database? You have absolutely no principles or bottom line. Don't you know that's treason?"

Nissen, who was standing next to David, was also stunned when he heard David say this.

The previous intrusions into casinos and internet companies were manageable, but he really didn't expect this guy to be so bold as to dare to hack into the CIA's database!

"I...I didn't, don't slander me!"

Seeing that the guy was still stubbornly refusing to admit it, David continued, "Have you ever heard of waterboarding?"

Upon hearing those two words, fear flashed in Coverdale's eyes; he had clearly heard of them before.

"Waterboarding, that's the CIA's specialty!"

"They'll tie you up so your feet are higher than your head, cover your face with a towel, and then pour water on your face!"

"Water keeps flowing into your mouth, nose and lungs, and the towel prevents you from spitting it out, so you can only exhale once. Even if you hold your breath, you still feel like the air is being sucked away, like a vacuum cleaner."

"The water in your stomach, lungs, trachea, and bronchi will irritate you, causing you to vomit and cough. At this time, the water in your stomach, lungs, trachea, and bronchi will cause you extreme discomfort. Your hands will flail and your feet will kick wildly, accompanied by desperate groans, as you endure unbearable pain..."

"Over the years, countless terrorists and spies have succumbed to this punishment. Are you sure you want to try it?"

It's a new month, so if you have any monthly tickets, please cast them! Thank you!

(End of this chapter)