Chapter 116 Father and son, let’s reunite in prison!
"It will take some time for them to come here. Chief Tax Officer David, why don't we sit in the living room and talk slowly?"
David also felt that it made sense, and then led everyone away. Got in.
After entering, he looked at the chief's throne above and thought for a moment. Now he had the upper hand. He would have to collect taxes in front of the group of criminal bosses in the commercial street later. Of course, he couldn't lose his momentum!
Then, he walked straight up, facing the chief's throne that originally belonged to Garr, and sat down directly with a golden sword.
Gal and others who followed in were also stunned when they saw this scene, and the Indian youths all showed angry looks on their faces.
The chief's throne is not only a seat, but also the face of their tribe. Now that it is occupied by an outsider, they feel like they have been slapped hard on the face.
Just when several vigorous young men couldn't help but want to have a fit, Gal, who saw that something was wrong, scolded him: "You guys, you have nothing to do here, go out and guard !”
That was a symbol of his status, and of course Gal was very angry.
But there is no way, now people have to bow their heads under the eaves!
Those armored vehicles, tanks, planes and fighter jets are outside. If they dare to make mistakes, a tragic end will be waiting for them.
What’s more important, he hasn’t lost his mind yet, so of course he has to choose patience!
After casually finding a seat below, in order to cover up the awkward atmosphere, Gal said again: "Tax Commissioner David, didn't you just say a few things? One of them is to find those illegal leaders. , what else?"
David turned to look at Twin, who had been pretending to be an ostrich since he arrived, and then looked at Gal and said: "Chief Gal, as far as I know, 伱Our Indian tribe does not have permission to use RPG rocket launchers. Can you explain where they come from?”
I just heard Colonel Cleveland say at the entrance that their Apache was almost hit by an RPG. Well, of course we can’t just settle this account verbally!
"This..."
Although Tewen stabbed him in the back, Gal still didn't want to kill his brother. But now that David was obviously asking for guilt, he could only continue to say as if he was killing his relatives for justice. : "Our tribe does not have permission to use RPG. Some people secretly encouraged our warriors to arm themselves!"
David asked knowingly: "Oh? Who is that?"
Gal raised his hand helplessly, pointed at Twin and said: "He armed himself on his own initiative, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Gall, you bastard!"
Tevin was already heartbroken that Dieter fell into the hands of the IRS, but when he heard that he would be implicated in the matter, he became even more furious.
“Because of this RPG, our IRS almost lost an Apache. Since your brother is the mastermind, he must be severely punished. Is that okay, Chief Gal?”
After David finished speaking, the two inspectors who followed immediately came to Twin's side, holding him on the left and right.
Twin became anxious, struggling and yelling: "Gall, I am your brother and the elder of the tribe, you can't hand me over to them like this!"
Gall seemed not to have any After hearing his words, he replied calmly: "I have no problem!"
"You bastard, are you going to sell our tribe to the IRS? Are you so willing to lead the tribe to be used as a horse by the IRS..."
Looking at Twin, who was almost going berserk, David waved his hands impatiently, and two inspectors immediately dragged him out.
Seeing this scene, the elders not only did not feel angry, but actually wanted to applaud.
If it weren't for his son Twen, if he hadn't armed those passionate warriors of the tribe, how could the situation have developed to this point?
Don’t you, Tewen, want to keep your son? Well, you two, father and son, go to the IRS prison to look after each other!
However, while these elders were secretly cheering in their hearts, Willard, who was near the corner, was trembling.
Because of the purchase of arms to arm tribal warriors, although Twin is the mastermind, he is also an accomplice.
Now that Twin has been dealt with, it won’t be his turn next, right?
But fortunately, in the following time, David did not say that he would continue to pursue the case, so he secretly wiped his sweat.
About 10 minutes after Twin was dragged down, the sound of a vehicle arriving was heard outside.
Soon, Gal's cronies filed in with a group of people.
Among them, David also met some old acquaintances, the same criminals who he had inspected with his golden finger during an unannounced visit to Indian Commercial Street yesterday.
It can be seen that it may be because there are tanks, armored vehicles, armed helicopters, fighter planes and so on outside. These criminals are obviously very frightened, and they all look a little a little bit when they come in. He looked around in panic.
"Ahem, let me introduce myself first. My name is David, the tax chief of the Lake District Branch of the IRS!"
After coming in, I was still looking at the criminals around me. After hearing this, they all looked up and saw that the person sitting on the chief's throne was no longer Gal, but this man who claimed to be the tax chief of the IRS. This made them a little dumbfounded for a moment.
Then they quickly found Gal in a position on the left, and found that the chief, who was usually very majestic in front of them, seemed to have completely lost his energy at this time, which made some of them feel uneasy. Because many of them knew something about Dieter.
I also know that the Internal Revenue Service has introduced a black tax bill. From now on, any illegal income must pay a certain amount of tax.
And this time the IRS brought them in for this purpose, right?
“Don’t be nervous, everyone. We just had a small misunderstanding with Chief Gal’s tribe. This misunderstanding has been eliminated!”
"A small misunderstanding?"
A group of criminals were speechless. If this was just a small misunderstanding, would the IRS bring in tanks, armored vehicles, fighter planes, etc.?
This is clearly teaching Gal’s tribe how to behave!
Regardless of what everyone was thinking, David continued: "That's it, the misunderstanding between us and the tribe has been resolved. From now on, you who do business here can continue to feel at ease. If you keep doing it, everything will remain as usual!”
“But there is a condition!”
"I believe many of you have heard of the black tax bill of our Internal Revenue Service, so let me explain to you. This bill stipulates that from now on, no matter you are engaged in..."
After hearing what was said, some of the criminals who knew about Dieter's case were not too surprised, but those who did not know about Dieter's case showed dumbfounded expressions.
But then I think about it, although it sounds outrageous that they have to pay taxes on their illegal gains, it is outrageous that the Internal Revenue Service would bring out those tanks, armored vehicles, and fighter jets from outside and force them to collect taxes from them. !
“Now you understand it, if you have any opinions, you can also speak up and listen. We at the IRS are reasonable and act in accordance with the rules. We will not say that we are specifically trying to trick you! ”
David’s words once again made the criminals present speechless.
If you, the IRS, were really reasonable, you wouldn't bring out these tanks, armored vehicles, fighter jets, or even drop missiles around the tribe to scare people!
Of course, they would not dare to say this to their face.
After some careful consideration, a loan shark man stood up and said in a low voice: "Chief David, we do business here in the tribe, and we have to pay a fee every month. The tribe pays a lot of shelter fees, and now it has to pay a portion to the IRS every month, which is a bit overwhelming..."
"Yes, yes, we don't earn much to begin with, so if we pay more It would be a bit overwhelming if you, the IRS, submit one copy..."
"That's right..."
The man's words were instantly echoed by the other criminals present.
David looked at the man who spoke first and asked, "Your name is James Lev, right?"
The man whose name was called was somewhat agitated. Surprise, I didn't expect David to call out his name, but then he seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth twitched sharply.
Since David knew his name, the reason was simple. He must have been secretly investigated by the IRS.
If nothing else happens, I will definitely be in trouble!
"According to the information we have, you received a return of US$50,000 just by lending money to a company executive named Fast on the 7th of last month."
"There are 11 more. No. 1, lent money to a landlord named Tony in Xincheng District, and received another $60,000 in return, and..."
"Just from these transactions, plus the loan proceeds from other miscellaneous people, The net income in a month is almost 500,000 US dollars. "
"And this money only needs to be paid to our IRS. You still have a profit of 350,000 US dollars. Tell me now. A little bit too much? ”
“Do you know that many CEOs of listed companies in the United States don’t make as much as you do in one month’s salary? Don’t be dissatisfied! ”
Before David said these words, the man named James had a premonition that he was about to be unlucky.
This is indeed the case now!
The IRS not only investigated his general monthly income, but also found out exactly who he received the income from.
It seems that this time, he has to hand it over even if he doesn’t!
David turned to look at the other man who had just echoed James's words and said, "As for you Thompson, you are in the area under the jurisdiction of Elder William Reed on the Commercial Street, relying on drug trafficking. With a net income of more than 400,000 US dollars, we can’t afford to pay a tax?”
"And your base Morgan..."
"..."
In the following time, David selected a few more high-income criminals and named them their specific income.
At this time, these people could no longer refute, and they all lowered their heads in frustration.
(End of this chapter)