American Tax Officer

"Let's put aside these three major cases for a moment. Right now, what we need to do is take down Dieter first!" read first on m v _l,e m _p _y _r

William gathered his thoughts and looked at David, asking, "What do you want to do?"

"The evidence chain for this case is already here. I think you, Chief, should swiftly forward it to the state bureau so they can review it as soon as possible, and then have the armed forces on standby!"

William nodded and replied, "Since we have a complete evidence chain, there's no problem with approving it and having the armed forces on standby, but what exactly do you want to do? Are you suggesting we send the armed forces directly to the Indian Reservation?"

David shook his head and said, "My plan is to go to the reservation myself and have a talk with their chieftain. If they hand him over, it would be good for both sides. If they don't, notifying the armed forces to come over won't be too late!"

"No, no, no, the Indian Reservation is too dangerous. Those Native Americans are used to bullying with their special privileges. They have always been hostile to law enforcement, let alone you going there to take someone!"

Without a second thought, William outright rejected David's suggestion.

Now, David was a pillar of the Lake District Sub-Bureau Branch. If something were to happen to him at the reservation, it would be a huge loss for the Lake District.

He would even rather not have all the taxes from the Dieter case than risk something happening to David!

"But Chief, from what I've learned, those Native Americans are trying every means possible and pulling all strings to resolve the conflict with us, which means they've realized our strength!"

"Even if I go, at most they will be unwelcoming but definitely won't dare do anything to me!"

"What's more, I'm not going alone. I'll have our inspectors from the bureau arm themselves and accompany me!"

Hearing David's resolute words, William considered for a moment but still refused, "It's not going to work, it's better to be safe than sorry. We can send someone else, it's the same!"

"No, Chief, it's not the same. The Indian Reservation has always been a kingdom unto itself."

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"Their smuggling, drug trafficking, selling Y and various other illegal dealings have always been hidden from the outside world."

"While I am officially going to see their chieftain, I actually intend to conduct a preliminary investigation of the illicit trade within their reservation!"

The main reason David so strongly insisted on visiting the Indian Reservation himself was exactly this.

He had been contemplating this very idea ever since Dieter escaped back to the Indian Reservation.

Like before the Black Tax Law was enacted.

In the Lake District, Newtown District, the entire country's major cities, at least the police, FBI were cracking down on these criminal industries.

But places like the Indian Reservation were always off limits to law enforcement, preventing any investigation.

This led to rampant illegal dealings on various Indian Reservations, even becoming an important economic pillar for the Native Americans.

The Native Americans provided the reservation, ensuring absolute safety for criminals to conduct their trades, and the criminals, having such a sheltered heaven, were quite willing to pay for protection.

But now it's different.

With the enactment of the Black Tax Law, which stipulates that any profits from illegal trades fall under the jurisdiction of the tax authorities for investigation.

This means that David has the authority to enforce the law on the Indian Reservation and tax all criminal activities there.

While his official reason for going there was to have the Indian hand over Dieter, he could also conduct a private investigation into the tribe's illegal trades.

If the Indian Tribe refuses to hand over Dieter, their armed forces would mobilize. Whether Dieter is handed over or not, and all the illegal dealings will likewise end up paying taxes.

It is practically a case of killing two birds with one stone!

Although going there in person is indeed somewhat dangerous, as the saying goes, no risk, no reward. He felt it was a risk worth taking!

"To conduct an investigation on the reservation..."

William, who was initially worried, suddenly lit up at these words.

This indeed reminded him.

In America, the Indian Tribes have always existed with the status equivalent to that of sovereign nations, and except for special circumstances, almost no institution could enforce laws within these tribes.

That included their own IRS!

But now they had the Black Tax Law in hand, which gave them the authority to investigate illicit transactions and their proceeds within!

For such a large tribe, if they could collect all the unpaid taxes within it, the sum would undoubtedly be substantial.

Perhaps, this amount of tax revenue could even surpass that of the Dieter case and all previous cases combined!

After all, in places like the Lake District, criminals still had some reservations due to the presence of police and FBI oversight, not daring to be too rampant.

However, on the Indian Reservation, criminals had far fewer inhibitions!

"Chief, let me go, this is an opportunity!"

After thinking for a moment, William's face tightened as he said, "Fine, go ahead, but as you suggested before, for safety sake, have all the armed Inspectors from the bureau join in. I don't believe they'd actually dare to poke the tiger's buttocks!"

"Understood!"

Seeing that he had persuaded William, David also felt a sense of relief and promptly made his way to the Inspector's Office on the third floor.

At this moment, the Inspectors were clearly aware of Baldwin and his team's downfall and knew that the time had come to take action against the final BOSS, Dieter. Each one of them was brimming with energy.

Because they understood, once the Dieter case came to a total close, it would be time for commendations and rewards!

David first scanned the crowd, then said, "Listen up, everyone, I'm planning to personally make a trip to the Indian Reservation, and I need you to be fully armed and accompany me. You all know that the Indian Reservation is not like the Lake District, so if anyone doesn't wish to go, they're free not to join this operation!"

Many Inspectors on site were already mentally prepared, but what caught them off guard was the thought of David personally going on the mission.

Nisen immediately stood up and advised, "Chief Tax Officer, although the Native Americans seem to know our strength now, it's still dangerous. I think you shouldn't go. Just stay back and command from here!"

"Yes, Chief Tax Officer, there's no need for you to personally put yourself at risk..."

"..."

Bucky Simmons and others also came forward to dissuade him.

"No need for further words, I have other purposes for going. Again, if anyone does not want to participate, it's fine, you can opt out!"

Upon his declaration, the Inspectors looked at each other, but not a single one of them actually made a move to opt out publicly.

They weren't fools.

If they backed out now, their share of the tax rewards would be severely cut once the case was resolved and rewards were distributed.

On the other hand, if they participated and stood out during the operation, remembered by David, perhaps they could earn enough tax revenue to save them several assessment periods of hard work.

Moreover, with dozens of armed Inspectors, even though the Indians might be foolish and fierce, they wouldn't likely start a war with them, would they?

So in terms of safety, they weren't too concerned, and naturally, no one truly wanted to drop out of the operation.

"Since everyone is willing to participate, let's go to the armory to get equipped!"

Following David's order,

The Inspectors orderly made their way toward the armory.

Soon, the Inspectors who were originally dressed in plain clothes and suits turned into armed personnel, each holding an assault rifle, wearing tactical gloves, a bulletproof vest, equipped with grenades and stun bombs, ready for action.

Finally, they each wearily boarded the bureau's official vehicles, heading en masse to the Indian Reservation.