American Tax Officer

"So what you mean is, he gets 70% and we get 30%?"

As she said this, Katharine's tone was somewhat unpleasant.

The case was, after all, in their larger jurisdiction, and so many inspection teams from their large district had participated in the investigation of this case.

If they really could only get thirty percent after solving it, it would feel like a very unfavorable deal.

"Of course, I also know that this is not favorable for our large district division, but at this rate, who knows how long it will take us to collect enough evidence to solve this case. However, David seems very confident, he even said that if he personally doesn't play a decisive role in the three major cases, he won't take a penny..."

In Keanu's opinion, of course, he didn't want these three major cases to drag on any longer.

After all, every day that passed involved taxes.

The sooner they settled the three major cases, the sooner they could collect more taxes.

And the later it was, the more difficult it would become to gather evidence and make calculations, resulting in significant tax revenue loss.

As the head of a bureau, Katharine also understood this, so after weighing it carefully, she replied, "Go talk to him again, negotiate for a 55 split, or, at worst, 64!"

"Okay, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Keanu immediately returned to the Chief Tax Officer's office and said to David, "Director David, our director said that for these three major cases, the best we can do is split it fifty-fifty, how about it?"

David shook his head with calm composure, unfazed.

Keanu's expression darkened, and he stared at David intently for three seconds before speaking again, "The most we can do is 46, you get 60% and we get 40%. That's our bottom line, we really can't give any more!"

David revealed a triumphant smile and said, "Deal!"

He had seen that this was indeed the bottom line for the larger district, and didn't push any further.

After all, whether it was 37 or 46, there was only a ten percent difference. In the end, once the three major cases were cracked, the majority share would be his!

Looking at David's expression, Keanu felt a disgusting sensation, like having to swallow something he knew was excrement.

At this moment, David spoke again, "You know I'm currently investigating the Ditter case. Let me finish this case first before joining the three major cases. That won't be a problem, right?"

Of course, Keanu also knew that David couldn't disengage so quickly and was prepared, replying, "Of course. As for the three kings, I'll have someone bring them over right now."

"Good, that would be very helpful!"

...

One hour later

A prison van stopped at the entrance of the Lake District National Tax Bureau.

When the back door opened, three inspectors from the larger district division escorted three handcuffed men out of the van and into the building.

In the Chief Tax Officer's office.

Ariel entered and reported, "Director, we have received the three kings from the Lake District inspectors and are currently detaining them in the holding cells."

"Bring Baldwin to the interrogation room first!"

"Okay."

10 minutes later.

Baldwin was brought into the interrogation room, looking disheartened, possibly due to being subdued by the arrest.

"Click..."

Just then, the door opened, and Baldwin hurriedly looked up, but his face turned sour instantly when he saw who had come in.

The newcomer was none other than David.

"Surprised to see me, Mr. Baldwin?"

David pulled up a chair and sat across from him, looking at him with amusement.

Baldwin asked irritably, "What do you want?"

"I'll get straight to the point. I need a statement from you, admitting what your responsibilities were at the Ditter Group, including any illegal and criminal activities you carried out for Ditter, and later you might also need to personally identify Ditter."

Upon hearing this, Baldwin became furious, retorting scornfully, "Hmph, I am loyal to Ditter; to think I would betray Ditter—dream on!"

David wasn't angered; instead, he pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and pushed it toward Baldwin.

Baldwin looked closely, and in the next second, his expression changed drastically.

On the paper were his several covert accounts, all with funds that had been cleaned.

He had planned that once the heat of the case died down, he would immediately flee the country.

After all, over the years, he had made quite a bit of money. Although he wouldn't be rich abroad, he would be able to live comfortably.

But he had underestimated the Lake District National Tax Bureau's determination to catch him.

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Nor did he expect to be so unlucky as to run off to the large district's territory, coincidentally get spotted by inspectors there, and then caught and sent back to the Lake District.

"Are you surprised that I found these accounts?"

Baldwin didn't respond, but his eyes were filled with curiosity.

The accounts weren't under his own name, nor those of his relatives or friends; they were held by others through certain special arrangements.

So, he was very curious as to how the National Tax Bureau had traced them!

"It's simple; Sapir told me!"

Indeed, David, with the aid of the 'golden finger' function, could eventually have discovered these accounts, but because Sapir had too many of Ditter Group's secrets, he effortlessly obtained this information without much effort on his part.

"Sapir, he was caught by your National Tax Bureau as well!?"

Baldwin finally understood.