Like most Muslim men.

He also has a thick beard, but his face is thin, his cheekbones are high, his eyes are small, deep-set, and his gaze flickering, giving him the impression of being cunning and cunning.

[Name: Ibrahim Adamu.] 】

[Occupation: watch shop owner, stolen goods leader. 】

[Monthly income: $3,568 (legal), $643,000 (illegal).] 】

[Detailed income: On December 3, he bought a batch of jewelry and watches robbed by gangster Qassim Ravi in the old city, and made a profit of 70,000 US dollars, and on December 17, he bought a pair of calligraphy and paintings stolen by Mubemba Niya, a black community, and made a profit of 90,000 US dollars......]

[More details: ......]

[Tax payable: US$254628 】

"It's a fat sheep......"

After scanning the old man's tax situation, the corners of David's mouth raised.

At this time, Ibrahim also asked, "Hello two, how can I help you?" ”

He had already seen that the two people in front of him were not here to see or repair their watches.

"Ibrahim Adamu is it?"

Hearing David call out his name directly, Ibrahim's eyes flickered even more, but he still replied truthfully: "Yes." ”

"We're IRS inspectors!"

"The IRS?"

Ibrahim was slightly startled, and then his mind raced, and after making sure that his taxes were not in arrears, he replied: "It turned out to be Mr. Inspector of the Internal Revenue Bureau, although the small shop is a small business, but the monthly taxes will be paid in time......"

David walked up to him and sat down, looked directly at him, smiled and said, "I know, I'm not here to check the tax situation of your store, I'm here to check the tax situation of your other profession!" ”

Ibrahim's expression froze, and ripples rippled in his heart.

Could it be ......

Your true identity revealed?

But even if it's exposed, shouldn't it be the police or the FBI?

What's the IRS about?

He couldn't figure it out, so in order to get out of his mind, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Mr. Inspector, I don't seem to understand what you're saying!" ”

"It's okay, I'll explain it to you!"

David was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "On the 3rd of last month, our American Congress passed a bill......

A few minutes later, even the cunning Ibrahim couldn't help but show a stunned expression.

From now on, whether it is drug trafficking, robbery, theft, or any illegal offense, you will have to pay taxes to the IRS?

As long as the tax is paid to the IRS, the IRS will not interfere with their violations and will even keep their identities confidential.

How is this a bit like the feeling that a gang collects protection money from civilians and pays it to be safe, and if it doesn't pay, it will make a mess?!

But the IRS is a formal agency of the state, so what is the difference between engaging in such methods and extortion?

Ibrahim couldn't understand it at all, and shook his head innocently: "Mr. Inspector, I think you are mistaken, you have also seen that the small shop is a legitimate business, where did it come from!" ”

David looked him straight in the eye: "Are you sure?" ”

Ibrahim nodded.

"Do you know Garsim Ravi?"

Hearing this name, Ibrahim's expression changed slightly, but he quickly covered it up, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"What about Mubemba Niya?"

"I don't know ......"

David smiled, but sneered, and said, "On the 3rd of last month, Garsim gave you a batch of jewels and two green water ghosts, did you forget it so quickly?" ”

Ibrahim's complexion changed again.

"On December 7th, Mubemba brought you a calligraphy and painting from the Tang Dynasty in China, and you sold it to the owner of Cam Casino for a profit of 70,000 US dollars, and you forgot about it?"

David pointed out these messages one after another, even if Ibrahim was cunning and cunning, he couldn't control his face at the moment, and he was completely gloomy.

But he still said stiffly: "I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know any Mubemba Gasim!" ”

David turned to look at Neeson, "Did you hear that?" ”

"I heard you!"

Neeson also understood, and immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing this scene, Ibrahim couldn't sit still, and hurriedly scolded: "What do you want to do? ”

"Didn't you say you don't know them, well, don't you need me to invite them over and confront you face to face!"

"No need!"

Ibrahim's face was gloomy and dripping with ink.

He knew what kind of virtue those guys were, and it would only be more embarrassing to confront them.

The IRS has so much information about him that it seems that he can't afford to quibble.

"That's right, we're just 'making money', you pay it to us, then we'll turn around and leave, we promise not to disturb your business, and we will cooperate for a win-win situation!"

Listening to David's shameless words, Ibrahim continued to curse angrily in his heart.

Win-win cooperation?

You co-authored me to blackmail me in the name of the official, and you cooperated for a win-win situation?

I'm afraid it's only you IRS who wins!

Although he was very angry in his heart, he didn't dare to refute anything at this time, so he could only reply: "I recently bought a house, and I lost a lot of money in the casino, and the funds are a little overturned, can you give some grace?" ”

Being blackmailed like this, he was naturally reluctant, so he planned to delay it for a day, and it was also regarded as a small revenge.

David sneered and said, "It's just 20 tens of thousands, don't tell me that you can't get this money!" ”

"20 tens of thousands?"

Ibrahim was stunned, and at the same time full of doubts.

"Your monthly income is 60 tens of thousands, according to the tax rate, isn't it 20 tens of thousands!"

Ibrahim's heart was filled with turmoil.

He had thought that the IRS had only investigated his identity, as well as Mubemba and Ghasim.

I didn't expect even the monthly income to be so clear.

Doesn't that mean that, apart from Mubemba and Ghasim, any of his transactions have been monitored in the past month?

When the hell did the IRS start investigating him, and why didn't he even notice it!

After a long while, Ibrahim forcibly calmed down and said: "Since you all know, as I said, 200,000 is not a small amount, and I need some time to raise it." ”

"And how long will it take you?"

"One month...... Oh no, it could take two months! ”

David was amused by this, and then said in a tone that could not be refused: "One day, I will only give you one day, and tomorrow I will see your taxes!" ”

There are still 11 days to go to the assessment period, where will he let the other party delay for so long.

What's more, through the function of the golden finger, he saw that 200,000 yuan was not a lot of money for this old Egyptian man.

As long as he wants to hand it in, he can take it almost at any time.