Blackstone Code Chapter 48: Where there are people, there is a struggle

In the room, Mr. Fox's face was sinking like water. He didn't seem to have changed much from the moment before, but only he knew that his scalp was numb.

People always joke about the IRS, saying that they offend the IRS that they can't even wear pants. Few people make jokes about the FBI.

It's not that the FBI doesn't have any good jokes to use, and it's not that they don't make mistakes. On the contrary, the FBI has many law enforcement disputes and even accidents every year, but no one puts them on the spot. Say.

Because everyone knows that the tax bureau may make you want to die, but the investigation bureau will directly kill you, so no one complains about grievances every day.

The other party revealed his identity, and Mr. Fox's legs were a little immobile.

He stared at the man for a while, his son and his men all recovered from the shock, and even because Mr. Fox and the investigators looked at each other, they felt that they had found the backbone and found the courage , also glared.

Only Mr. Fox himself knows that he needs to slow down, or he wants to kneel when his legs are weak.

After a while, he took a deep breath, nodded his head and said "Okay", then turned to sit down, "I'd like to see why you can make me unsteady."

The performance is very beautiful. Even Mr. Fox's son thinks that this is a shining moment in Mr. Fox's life, but only he himself knows that his heartbeat has been 180 mph.

The FBI agent kept smiling, a confident smile. He raised his eyebrows and pouted with a regretful expression. "You would never like to hear this...", he said. After a pause, "The FBI has been staring at you for a while..."

In another room, the detective from the tax bureau tilted his head and glanced at the detective from the investigation bureau next to him, who nodded at him with a smile.

There is actually a problem with this sentence, and the problem comes from the primary and secondary.

There will be conflicts of one kind or another between simple people, let alone two top institutions?

The FBI and the IRS are obviously two different fields, but there are some overlaps in their powers and functions.

For example, the Financial Crime Investigation Division of the FBI is responsible for criminal acts related to finance, which are often linked to tax evasion.

In order to keep some accounts from being discovered, criminals will choose to hide them. Once hidden, it means tax evasion, so the two groups are still in conflict in nature, but these conflicts will not be manifested. Too obvious and not completely restrained.

In one sentence, the agent of the FBI Financial Crimes Investigation Division took all the credit for the investigation. These tapes will eventually appear in court, and even in front of the media. .

With the "We've been staring at you for a while" game, it's enough to prove the FBI's forward-looking in front of everyone. In fact, the criminal behavior of Fox and others' money laundering has long been discovered, but the evidence is not yet available. Sufficient, but the stupid tax office alerted them, resulting in shortfalls.

Fortunately, the FBI finally pulled the plug and corrected everything again, which not only won a glimmer of light for the entire investigation bureau, but also stepped on the tax bureau.

In normal times, the tax bureau would definitely send someone in to pull it back, but now they are doing their own shit, the most important thing is to solve the current problem first, and if they want to get back on their feet, there will be time in the future.

Mr. Fox was silent, as if he didn't hear it. His brain was spinning quickly, thinking about how a humble financial company could be targeted by the FBI. Are they idle? done?

The agent didn't stop and wait for Mr. Fox because of his silence, but he spoke more quickly.

When the amount of information in a short period of time exceeds a person's ability to handle the peak, people will have some confusion when thinking, and it is easy to say the wrong thing or say something that should not be said.

"Since last month, we've noticed that your business has become more active and your money laundering has accelerated..."

Saying it was last month, in fact, it was only ten days ago, when Lynch and him completed the first transaction, a large amount of change inflow made his daily declared income more and more, it will definitely be Aroused some people's ideas, but Mr. Fox didn't realize that the FBI's idea was also on his side.

He remained silent, but the detective continued to say, "According to our investigation...", he took a few pictures from the clipboard and put them on the table, with Mr. Fox and Lynch together. The photos, and the photos when he went to withdraw money, "After you met Lynch, you reached a series of cooperation conditions, and you established a more advanced money laundering process on the basis of the original..."

"Lynch scoured all kinds of hard-to-trace loose change for you, and designed a new charging system for you, so that you can more quickly make your financial company's illegal income legal, and deposit it into In the bank."

"Mr. Fox, it is no exaggeration to say that while you are running a financial company to obtain illegal high interest, you are laundering money privately. Whether it is a district court, a state court, or even the Supreme Court, your sentence will not be less than Twenty years!"

The detective said lightly, which made Mr. Fox's son and his subordinates take a deep breath. With Mr. Fox's current age, if he went in, let alone twenty years, he would have survived ten years. It's not easy, they're going to put Mr. Fox to death in jail.

Mr. Fox's eyelids twitched, "Where's the evidence?" His voice was small at first, but quickly became louder, "You have said so much, you must have evidence after all, you say I charge high interest, who will testify and let him stand in front of me!"

"You said I was laundering money, these are my legitimate business income!"

"If you don't have evidence, I'm going to sue you for defamation!" He took out a business card case from his pocket, took out one of them and handed it to his son, "Go to the door and call and ask a lawyer to come over. trip."

The detective immediately pointed to the table, "Here it is, you can play here."

Mr. Fox sneered, "I doubt you will record...", he then looked at his son and shook the back of his hand, "Go outside and fight as soon as possible!"

Mr. Fox wondered if his son understood what he meant~IndoMTL.com~ He gave a wink, meaning to tell his son not to come back after the phone call, so as not to be blamed.

He has hidden a lot of cash and valuables everywhere over the years. If something goes wrong, his son can rely on these things to smuggle abroad. Although he is trapped in it, he at least saves the child.

People live a lifetime, except for themselves, isn't it for the next generation?

It's just that sometimes some things are not as good as people think. Mr. Fox's son came back after calling, which made Mr. Fox sigh heavily and glared at his son, this idiot!

The detective watched Mr. Fox's son go and return, and almost laughed. He couldn't ask a person who didn't have clear evidence to prove that he was involved in the case to stay here, but the other party took the initiative to stay and couldn't refuse, right?

He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "I hope your lawyer can come sooner, otherwise you may have to spend the night at the Bureau of Investigation..." He shrugged, "The environment there is not good, mainly because It's ventilated, the walls are like cages, and it stinks, and the toilet and bedroom are together!"

It was an obvious threat, and everyone felt that the victory was in their hands. At the same time, the FBI also began to arrange relevant people, ready to arrest Lynch at any time.

As long as the evidence is revealed later, Mr. Fox will inevitably plead guilty. Once he pleads guilty, whether Lynch's business is not prohibited by law, he is an accomplice, and the recent tumultuous public opinion will be reversed.

The detective raised his legs proudly and asked the staff outside the door to bring in a cup of coffee. He had to maintain his demeanor. After all, they were better than the front-line criminal detectives in financial crime investigations. Some reserved, some decent, some gentleman.