The next day, Jane sent Jack an address, which was a hotel on the outskirts of El Paso, and Jack drove to his destination, came to a room, and knocked on the door.

Jane hung up the burglar chain, opened the door a crack, and pouted at him, "Password? ”

Jack looked left and right, there was no one around, and leaned in and pouted, "FBI, open the door!" ”

Jane opened the door and told her about her experience last night succinctly.

She took Matt and Alessandro on a trip to Tucson, where she brought back a few Mexicans from an illegal immigrant shelter.

"They're next door right now, and they should have been pretty much confirmed."

As he was talking, Matt came over and knocked on the door, looking ambiguous, "Didn't bother you, did you?" ”

This guy still doesn't look like he's doing right, but he can see that he's in a very good mood.

"How's the catch?" Jack ignored his teasing.

Matt suddenly became excited, "Guillermo's confession is true, the entrance to the tunnel has been found, near Route 86, the drone will be watching there 24 hours a day. ”

"And what's the next plan?" Jack was empathetic.

"This tunnel is the fastest way back to Mexico, do you have any ideas for trying to force Manuel Diaz to report back to Mexico through here to report to his boss 'Executioner' Fausto Alarcón?"

Half of Matt's words were inquiry, and the other half smacked of a little test.

"Notify the IRS, move their wallets, money is the key to everything, something goes wrong, Manuel Diaz doesn't want to go back and report it, Fausto Alarcón is just his cousin, not his own father."

Jack figured out what he was thinking on the way here, since their ultimate goal was Fausto Alarcón, there was no need for Manuel Diaz to touch him.

Once they arrest Diaz, Alarcón will inevitably receive rumors, as the third person in the Sonora group and the local snake in Mexico, if he wants to hide, I am afraid it will be more difficult to find than Doyle.

"I heard you're familiar with the IRS?" The corners of Matt's mouth curled, and the picture was poor.

"Hehe, it's okay."

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It took Guillermo five hours to interrogate Guillermo, but it couldn't be as simple as confirming a tunnel.

Guillermo sold Diaz cleanly, what money laundering channels, frequent places, and usual hiding places were all clearly explained.

Everyone works together, Jack goes to contact the IRS old man Ray King, and transfers people to Phoenix to help, the best candidate is naturally Chris's girlfriend Dana, and merit must be prioritized for his own people.

Jane went to contact her previous anti-kidnapping team, because it was not appropriate to use the seals' manpower to get to the bottom of the entire Sonora group's money laundering channel in Arizona, and Jane's police officers were just right.

Matt and Alessandro are tasked with tracking and monitoring Diaz's whereabouts, which is exactly what the C.I.A. does best.

Two days later, when everything was ready and staffed, Dana, who was vacationing at the Wolf Brothers farm in Los Angeles, hurried in to meet Jack in the parking lot of a bank in Phoenix.

"Long time no see, Jack." Dana came up and gave him a warm hug, and she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to touch her cheek.

"This is Dana Cummings from the IRS, who is also the fiancée of my good friend, and this is Jane Banner, my current partner." Jack gave her and Jane an introduction to her.

The latter's originally strange face suddenly disappeared, and he shook Dana's hand warmly.

"Let's get in the car and talk about it." In a van behind him, Matt waved at several people.

This is an FBI surveillance car, which has been connected to the bank's internal camera at this time, and Dana is no longer the petite little accountant who needs Chris's protection.

I have been an investigator of the IRS for two years, although I can't talk about life and death, but I have seen a lot of big scenes, and as soon as I entered the monitoring car, I entered the role of an investigator and went straight to the point.

"Who are we targeting this time?"

"This, this one with blonde hair and a white envelope." Matt gestured to the woman on the screen who was doing business at the counter.

"They have dozens of these downlines that deposit $9,000 a day, and we need to follow these accounts and freeze all the transfer accounts related to these accounts, no problem, right?"

Dana nodded, her expression a little confused, "It's easy to do, but you know it's useless, right?" As long as they find a good lawyer, they can get the money back quickly, and even the IRS can't do whatever they want. ”

As if he had heard some joke, Matt laughed, and the expressions of the others were a little stiff, and the car was filled with happy air for a while.

"Don't do that, I'm serious." Dana kicked Jack and signaled if the guys could be serious.

Matt seemed to be smiling happily, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Jack, who nodded knowingly, indicating that Dana could be trusted.

"Ahem, that's right, our purpose is not Diaz, it's not the money, it's the Sonora Group in Mexico, we need them to mess around." Matt explained simply.

Jack laughed and said, "Of course, maybe soon the money will become ownerless." ”

Dana's eyes lit up, "OK, as long as those accounts are dug up, I can freeze them for at least half a year through the normal procedure, it should be enough, right?" ”

Matt waved his hand absently, "That's enough, in fact, this money has nothing to do with us, so let's leave it to the big guys to worry about." ”

Dana nodded, didn't say anything more, got out of the monitoring car, and went straight to the bank to show his ID, Matt turned his head to look at Jane.

"Tell your guys to get ready, catch the suspects as soon as they leave the bank, be careful not to let the other person swallow the reply."

Jane picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered a few words.

Soon, the blonde woman with the white envelope on her back in the surveillance squirmed out of the bank and walked towards a GMC pickup truck.

Several sturdy men in civilian clothes flew up and pinned her firmly to the ground, and at the same time, several others, armed with guns, dragged a man out of the cab of the pickup truck.

Jane jumped out of the car and walked back a short time later, carrying a black sports bag with large rolls of cash inside.

"That's it, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Matt hurriedly stopped, "No, no, no, we can't show our faces, this matter can only be done by the IRS, so that Diaz can not figure out the situation, he is all over the eyeliner in Phoenix, hiding in the shadows is our biggest advantage." ”

Jane nodded in understanding, handed her sports bag to the officer below her, got into the car and waited, and an hour later, Dana walked out of the bank with a few copies of paper recording the bank's running waters.

"It's all done, these guys are so smart."

"How?" Jack took the bank statement, the string of numbers made him a little dizzy, and Matt, who came over on the side, couldn't help frowning.

"Although I am not proficient in mathematics, I still know mathematical symbols, may I ask why there is a minus in front of these numbers?"

Dana began to explain to the Muggles with a speechless face, "This is the bank loan account number, and these transfers are used to repay the loan, so that the cash will not be displayed in the system, but the balance of the loan will be offset, and it will not be reported to the IRS or DEA, so you don't have to worry about being traced." ”

"Uh, so, this negative number is the total amount?" Matt pointed to the total negative number of more than 17 million in the upper right corner, "Isn't it a little less?" ”

Dana rolled her eyes, "This is just one of the accounts, the total number that can be found at the moment is 150 million, it seems that I am going to stay in Phoenix City for a while, it is estimated that all of them will be dug up, and this amount may be doubled." ”

Matt whistled, and the wrinkles on his old face turned into an ugly chrysanthemum, "Then I'll leave it to your IRS." ”

Jack handed him a cigar, "Congratulations on lighting the fuse of a war, I seem to have smelled gunpowder and blood." ”

Ask for a monthly pass. I'm so tired, go to bed.

(End of chapter)