American Tax Officer

"Dieter's side is tightening the screws; if he still hasn't come by 6 p.m. today, we'll proceed as usual!"

"Understood!"

Everyone responded in unison.

…

Time flew by, and soon, it was evening.

David glanced at his watch; it was 5:30 p.m.

It seemed that sealing off the DA Nightclub hadn't made Dieter budge!

If that was the case, there was no need for courtesy!

David immediately went to the third-floor Inspector's Office, where he first had Nisen drive to Judge Kiesa to sign a new sealing order, and then he ordered everyone to prepare their weapons and gear for action.

In this brief window, Selina, who hadn't left yet, came to him and requested, "Director David, I've been at the department for several days and haven't accompanied you on a mission yet. Could you let me join and see what it's like this time?"

Hearing this, David fell silent.

Megan had already instructed him to assign Selina some clerical tasks to avoid any accidents.

And this operation... there were indeed certain risks involved…

"Director David, I just want to observe your case-handling procedures, don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble," she assured.

Hearing Selina's request again, David found it difficult to refuse and could only remind her, "This is a law enforcement action against criminals; there may be some danger. Are you sure you want to go?"

"So far nationwide, there has never been an incident where a tax inspector was killed by criminals. I don't think I'll be that unlucky!"

"Alright…"

David turned to Bucky and commanded, "Get her a bulletproof vest!"

…

The Nightshade Club, Dieter's second-largest venue.

Due to the DA's closure, a large number of hostesses and dancers were transferred here to make do for the time being.

Meanwhile inside, the club's manager was explaining the rules and responsibilities to the newly arrived dancers and hostesses.

But the very next second, Nisenbaki and others burst in with their guns drawn.

"Nobody move, we are tax inspectors from the IRS, and we suspect your establishment of tax evasion. Everyone, go outside and line up now…"

"…"

While the sealing of the Nightshade was conducted smoothly,

At the same time, within the presidential suite of the Bellagio Hotel,

"Bang!"

Upon receiving the news that a second venue got sealed by the IRS, Dieter smashed his phone fiercely onto the ground, his face twisted in fury.

And not far from him, Sapir looked like a deflated eggplant.

Having failed to resolve the DA's closure yesterday and being almost skinned alive by Dieter when he reported back, he dared not step forward again.

"Where's the Virginia man?"

Virginia was one of Dieter's top four henchmen.

The bodyguard replied, "He's on his way now."

About ten minutes later,

A man with the same skin color as Dieter and wearing the distinctive braids of Native Americans walked in.

After arriving in front of Dieter, he reported, "It's clear now, the IRS has been wanting to take us down but never found an entry point. This David has just been promoted from inspector, and he's competent, having caught many criminals in the Lake District. Our case is also under his supervision…"

With murderous intent, Dieter asked, "So you're saying if it weren't for him, the IRS wouldn't be able to touch us?!"

"Whether it can be handled or not is hard to say, but it definitely won't be as easy as it is now!"

"Fine, then find someone to take him out!"

Virginia seemed to have anticipated Dieter's response, replying, "I've already prepared someone for the job!"

"Then what are we waiting for, do it!"

Sapir, who had been burying his head in the sand, couldn't sit still any longer upon hearing this, and hurried over, saying, "Dieter, Virginia, what are you doing?"

"That damn bastard won't let me be, so I'll send him to meet Jesus!"

"What, you're going to kill him? Are you out of your mind... Dieter, listen to me, you can't kill someone from the tax bureau, let alone the Chief Tax Officer!"

Sapir was really anxious.

He never expected Dieter to be so heartless and actually daring to kill someone from the tax bureau.

That's a massive organization with private armed forces!

If they really provoke the other party into deploying armed forces, ten lives wouldn't be enough for them!

"Hmph, what's the tax bureau to me? Even if I kill him, who would know it was my doing?"

"At worst, I'll just spend some money afterwards, nobody wants to stick their neck out for a dead person!"

In Dieter's view, killing David would deter the others at the tax bureau from investigating him and alleviate the current crisis of constant crackdowns on his establishments.

Sapir was utterly speechless at Dieter's foolish thought process.

If they're already investigating you and someone suddenly gets assassinated, even a ghost would know it was your doing!

And spending money afterwards as if it's no big deal.

The tax bureau's new "black tax law" has just been enacted, and it's currently a period of strict enforcement nationwide.

If a Chief Tax Officer is killed while enforcing this law, it would be tantamount to slapping the tax bureau in the face; there's no way they would just let it go!

They will definitely make a big deal out of it, to serve as a warning to others!

How can this guy not understand such a simple logic?

Does he really think his Native American heritage makes him untouchable?

Or has he fried his brain with drugs?

Although he was very dissatisfied with Dieter's foolish actions, if this incident really happened, as a member of the Ditter Group, Sapir definitely couldn't escape responsibility.

He could only continue to advise, "Dieter, you can't do this, it will bring disaster to your family. We can find another way to solve this..."

"Fake, shut your mouth."

Dieter, enraged, pulled out a gun and pressed it against Sapir's forehead.

He was a pure-bred racist; to him, family was holy and inviolable!

Yet Sapir was saying his family would face disaster, which was enough to enrage him.

"Don't be rash Dieter, we're all on the same side..."

Virginia also couldn't sit still in such a situation and quickly stood up to mediate.

Dieter slowly put down his gun, cursing, "If you were any good, DA wouldn't have been raided by those damn people yesterday. Get out!"

Sapir gave Dieter a complicated look, then walked out of the room with a face full of helplessness and immediately took out his phone, dialing a number: "Book me a ticket to China as fast as possible!"

He was well aware that no matter whether they could take out David or not, this matter would not end well.

Once the tax bureau started investigating, everyone involved would be in trouble.

So he was planning to flee.

Why flee to China?

Because the tax bureau's power was immense, and he was worried about being extradited back, while China and America had no extradition treaty!