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While Hou Wenjun was calculating others, Gordon, who was far away in Washington, was also in trouble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside a small bar near Howard University in Washington, D.C

Sitting alone at the bar and sipping beer, Gordon had lifted his left sleeve for the third time to check his $3,000 high-end watch. It was clear that he was waiting for someone, and that he was late.

With Gordon's current status, since the other party dares to be late, he doesn't have to wait. But this time, even if the other party was almost an hour late, he didn't have the idea of moving his ass and leaving. He had enough patience in matters related to his promotion to brigadier general, and he believed that even if the other party could not come, he would definitely bring him the information he wanted.

"Let me tell you that you are sick and he put things in 'Chest Three' to prevent infection."

In the dimly lit bar, Gordon couldn't tell whether the two men next to him who had been drinking and chatting about work were telling him, or whether the bartender standing at the bar was bartending. But what he was sure of was that the phrase was by no means an auditory hallucination after he had drunk.

Looking at his watch again, Gordon's suddenly showed a hint of impatience.

Ten minutes later, Gordon drained his glass of beer and walked out of the small bar.

Instead of driving his latest Ford sedan, Gordon staggered down the corner alley.

"Idiot, don't follow, there's a dead end ahead." Sneijder, sitting in a van across the street, cursed through the curtain-covered window to two men who had followed Gordon out of the bar.

Gordon, who had walked more than ten meters forward, turned around and walked back as if he knew he was on the wrong path.

"It's so dangerous, if you don't stop it in time, Mark and they will definitely be exposed at this time." Kelly, who was in charge of listening to the other party's phone calls in the van, looked at Gordon who was walking back, and complimented her captain with admiration.

Hearing the words of his subordinates, Sneijder was not happy about this, and his face gradually became sad, and he said helplessly into the walkie-talkie, "Young men, you can call it a day." After speaking, Sneijder, who turned off the walkie-talkie, turned his head and looked at Kelly beside him, and said, "Notify the people in Group B to take over and tell them to be careful, this time we have met a master." ”

Hearing Sneijder's words, Kelly said in disbelief, "Mark, didn't they follow?" How can it be exposed? Head, maybe he was really drunk and went the wrong way, but not necessarily! ”

"How many beers did he drink last night? How many drinks did you have tonight? In the face of Kelly's doubts, Sneijder did not answer her directly, but inspired her by asking rhetorical questions.

"He drank at least seven beers at a party with his comrades last night, and only one tonight? Head, you mean he's pretending to be drunk? Kelly instantly understood Sneijder's willingness to say they had exposed.

Kelly understood why Sneijder said they were exposed, but Sneijder himself didn't understand how they were exposed at the moment? You must know that they have only started following Gordon's line since last night, how could it be exposed so quickly?

While Sneijder was still thinking about why they were exposed, Gordon, who had just sat in the car, was also wondering who was following him. A disciplinary committee under the Ministry of Defense? No way, at the moment when they were about to be promoted to brigadier general, they would not dare to offend themselves.

As for the FBI, it's even more unlikely, the person he's waiting for tonight is Morgan. If it was really someone from the FBI, Morgan would have told him in advance.

Who are these people who are following me?

Inside the FBI headquarters building

The lights in Morgan's office were still on, and Morgan, who had just transferred the information to 'Treasure Chest Three', drove back to his office. Tonight, he was supposed to have a secret meeting with Gordon, and after accidentally discovering the tail behind Gordon, he secretly mobilized his henchmen and began to track down the origin of this group of people.

He and Gordon are both members of Hou Wenjun's big boat, and he is afraid that if Gordon falls into the water, he will drag himself in, so he must find out who is following Gordon tonight no matter what.

In the silent office, a mobile phone rang suddenly, and Morgan, who was in deep thought, picked up the phone without hesitation and said, "I'm Morgan." ”

"Head, the other party is someone from the IRS (Internal Revenue Service), I'm afraid I'll get caught up if I look it up."

Hearing the news from his subordinates, Morgan was relieved. The IRS is known as the worst organization in the United States, but as long as you don't evade taxes, you don't need to be afraid of them. In terms of Gordon's income, tens of thousands of dollars in taxes a year, in Morgan's opinion, he could not steal or leak.

Yes, it is impossible for Gordon to evade taxes, but the huge bribe he signed yesterday afternoon to launder Miller is indeed suspected of tax evasion. To the IRS people, they don't care if you launder money or embezzlement, they care if the money you launder or embezzled money is also taxed.

It is clear that the money signed by Gordon was laundered to the next family, and the next family transferred it out without paying taxes. This is 50 million US dollars in 87, and the IRS immediately investigated this matter as a major case. They don't care whether your money comes to the Department of Defense or not, what the purpose of the transfer is for, in their eyes, as long as the money flows to the company in the United States, you must file and pay taxes (business tax) in accordance with the procedures prescribed by law.

At this time, Gordon did not know how much trouble he would be caused by this sum of money, which did not exist in the internal materials of the Ministry of Defense.

Hou Wenjun, who is far away in Egypt, also does not know how much trouble this incident will bring to his Hou group's entry into the United States. At the moment he was discussing golf with Muhammad Botong cordially and enthusiastically.

"General Parker, if you have the chance, I will definitely invite you to visit my stadiums in Rabbit Country and Taiwan, which are definitely one of the top courses in the world." Standing in the center of the ballroom, Hou Wenjun was holding a wine glass and talking to Anghazi Parker, the chief of the Egyptian Guards, about his five-star golf hotel. Hou Wenjun knew that his words were pure nonsense, but didn't tonight's banquet just let him talk nonsense?

As the host of tonight's banquet and took the initiative to initiate this topic, Muhammad didn't care when he heard Hou Wenjun's nonsense, the two sides are here to talk about it tonight, and there is no private topic to talk about in this crowded banquet hall.

The reason why Muhammad held this banquet was to welcome Hou Wenjun was secondary, and his main purpose was to introduce Hou Wenjun to his 'friends' in the military, political and economic circles of Egypt, and at the same time he wanted to convey the news to everyone that his son Freddy had joined the Hou group.

He wants everyone who wants to make a fuss about his son to understand that moving Freddy will not only involve the Bodong family, but also the Hou group. In order to protect his only son, the old guy had to work hard. (To be continued.) )