South Las Vegas, Henderson County, in front of an abandoned minerals company.

Hearing the words of the man from the IRS in front of them, both Roan and Winslow were speechless with words written on their faces.

The IRS, the Federal Inland Revenue Service, feels very strange from any point of view.

On the one hand, the IRS people believe that their duty is only to "collect taxes", and other murders, kidnappings, trafficking and bombings have nothing to do with them.

On the other hand, after all, the customs of the people in the federation are relatively simple, and those pro-independence gangs and criminal groups will emerge after one group is defeated, and another group will emerge at all.

In this case, instead of going to great lengths to organize teams to eradicate these illegal and criminal groups every time these criminals fail to pay taxes, it is better to open up some "black industry taxes" and let the other party take the initiative to pay taxes in the IRS.

The IRS also promised that it would not inquire into the specific violations of the other party, and would not hand over the evidence of the violations of these individuals to other federal law enforcement agencies.

In this case, the IRS has successfully maintained this tacit understanding with various criminal groups in the federal territory:

The IRS sat in the unit and easily got the black industry taxes, and the criminal syndicates also made money to become bigger and stronger in the future, and everyone got a bright future.

In bank robberies under $500,000-$800,000, the IRS generally does not go to great lengths to investigate, but waits for the robbers to be caught, and then looks for the other party to collect taxes.

But the amount exceeds $800,000, and the robbers still don't take the initiative to pay taxes, and the nature of this matter changes, and the IRS will definitely investigate to find out the identity of the other party and scavenge the federal tax from the other party.

IRS: I don't care how you make your money, but I have to have a share of it!

After being silent for a few seconds, a glint flashed in Luo An's eyes, and he took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of the middle-aged white man in the IRS:

"I'll give my commander a call, is that okay?"

"Please."

The middle-aged white man nodded with a smile, he knew Luo An's identity, and he also knew that there was such a thing as transferring the case, Luo An would definitely have to ask the chief above him for instructions, so he waved his hand and signaled Luo An to be free, and then he walked to the side with the two IRS agents behind him and waited.

"Thank you."

Roan smiled and called the group leader, Portant Byrne.

"Good evening, sir, it's me, Roan."

"Good evening, what's wrong?"

"I've led the Special Investigation Team and solved the bank robbery."

Ann briefly described the bank robbery and the roles played by three wanted criminals and a defected CIA agent in the bank robbery.

"The case has been solved?!"

Hearing Roan's previous narration, Portant-Byrne's face was full of surprise, he already had speculations about the speed of Roan and the special investigation team's actions several levels higher than the other investigation teams, but every time Roan would give him a big surprise.

Thinking of this, Portant-Byrne once again felt a wave of jealousy, I really don't know why the woman Vereneth was so lucky to meet such a good talent as Roan before him.

Hearing Roan say later that the IRS had appeared and was about to snatch the case, the shock and smile on Portant-Byrne's face slowly disappeared, and he suppressed the emotions stirring in his heart, groaned for a while, and said:

"Luo An, promise the other party."

After speaking, Portant-Byrne was worried that Luo Ann would have negative emotions because the case was snatched away at a critical moment, and he coughed lightly and comforted in a low voice:

"The IRS only cares about taxes, and it won't take credit from your special investigation team."

"Yes, sir."

Roan nodded in agreement, indicating that he was following the chief's orders, and then discussed a few words with Portant-Byrne about the follow-up of the case, and hung up the phone.

In the distant office, Portant-Byrne hung up the phone, muttered for a while, first picked up the landline phone and communicated briefly with the IRS, and then called Director Nasim on a personal phone, unable to hide the smile on his face, and said:

"Good evening, Director, good news......"

Meanwhile, Roan hung up, not only not angry, but rather happy that Potante Byrne had asked him to turn the case over to the IRS.

The reason is very simple, just now Luo An was already in the mine and learned the identities of the four remaining bank robbers who were still alive, as well as their addresses.

The addresses of these people were not together, and in order to hide their traces, the four men hid in four states.

According to Luo An's original plan, he needed to contact the law enforcement departments of the four states later, organize a big operation, and act at the same time to arrest four people at the same time, in case anyone found out that he did not escape the encirclement or ran away in advance.

This kind of work is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and easy to owe favors, and now that the IRS is willing to take on this case, Luo An can't be happier.

As for whether the IRS would fail and accidentally let the four robbers escape, Roan is not worried and does not think that such a thing will happen.

The IRS is the boss of all federal law enforcement agencies, and almost no law enforcement agency dares to work without paddling and fishing.

Putting away the phone, Luo An walked up to the middle-aged white man in the IRS, stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, and shook it with the other party:

"Then this case will be hard for you."

After a brief discussion with Luo An, and learning that Luo An had solved the case and had found out the identities of the six bank robbers, as well as the current addresses and identity information of the remaining four bank robbers, the white IRS man and the two IRS agents behind him were taken aback.

The white IRS man naturally saw Luo An's plan to use their IRS to arrest people, but he didn't care too much, the cross-state arrest of people is a troublesome job in the eyes of some law enforcement agencies, but it is nothing in the eyes of the IRS.

And now that Roan has identified the robbers, there is no need for them to continue to investigate by the IRS, which has saved a lot of work and time for the IRS.

A flash of admiration flashed in the eyes of the white man of the IRS, and he stretched out his hand to shake Luo An, and said with appreciation on his face:

"I've long heard that the special investigation team led by Team Leader Roanne Greenwood is the best of the ten special investigation teams, and now it seems that it really deserves its reputation."

"It's over."

The smile on Luo An's face was even more sunny, and by the way, he praised a few words of IRS, and the middle-aged white man laughed, and the scene was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The task of the Special Investigation Team was simpler, with SWAT members escorting the unconscious Pollard brothers and former CIA agent Cockland to the hospital for treatment.

The three members of the special investigation team, Chenelle, Mona, and Michelle, went to the hospital to guard the three of them, and Roan and Winslow were busy for most of the night, looking for a hotel to rest for a night, and only went to the hospital the next day to check on the three of them.

The Pollard brothers are still in a coma because of excessive blood loss, and Coke has woken up, and he wants to curse when he sees Roan, but he can't speak because of the bandage on his mouth, so he can only stare at Roan with angry eyes.

Luo An didn't care about the other party's eyes at all, and after making sure that the other party was still alive, he walked out of the ward, took out his mobile phone and started making calls.

The first call was made to the police in a city in Ohio, who were responsible for the murder of the bank robber Modlin, the wanted Pollard brothers and Francisco.

Knowing that the FBI's special investigation team had solved the case and caught the murderer, the police in a city in Ohio simply praised Luo An, and then took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Regarding the slightest dissatisfaction revealed in the other party's words, Luo An smiled and didn't care, after all, the other party worked hard for many days, but found nothing, and it was normal to complain a little.

Putting the Ohio affair behind him, Roan then asked Mona to look up the information that Cockland had previously narrated, briefly investigate his situation, and then took out his mobile phone and called the CIA.

"Hello, I'm the head of the F.B.I.'s Special Investigations, Roanne Greenwood."

At the staircase of an unmanned hospital somewhere, Luo An looked at the scenery outside the window, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly:

"We grabbed a guy yesterday who goes by the pseudonym Cockland and whose real name is Chad Evans, and he says he's one of yours."

Luo An's voice fell, and the other end of the phone instantly became extremely quiet.

(End of chapter)