American Tax Officer

"I... I..."

Darwin's face turned red, and he stammered without being able to utter a complete sentence.

He did want to offer some excuse.

But since David had such detailed information on him, it was highly likely that he also had substantial evidence.

Even if there wasn't any substantial evidence.

Now that all this information was out there, all it would take is dispatching some inspectors to thoroughly investigate, and soon enough they would have it.

So, in truth, he couldn't make any excuses.

Meanwhile.

Keanu Lewis and others standing by and listening in were also secretly alarmed.

Now that Darwin's behavior had confirmed the truth of David's statement about the unpaid 2 million US dollars, that meant they were the ones who had failed to discover it.

In other words, they had been derelict in their duties.

David had entrusted them with such an important task, yet they had failed so spectacularly, making them instantly feel ashamed.

"Director David, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance..."

By now, Darwin was truly scared and deeply regretted letting greed cloud his judgment. The thought of facing severe punishment made him wish he could slap himself for the opportunistic mindset his greed had previously triggered.

David said with an expressionless face, "I've given you chances. You just didn't know how to appreciate them, so don't blame me!"

"Director David, spare me, spare me, I can pay double, even triple, just spare me..."

Despite Darwin's desperate struggling.

The inspectors on site could tell David was determined to severely punish him, and they wouldn't let his nonsense continue; they directly dragged him away.

As the remaining bosses at the scene were still shaken.

David's gaze turned to another man and said, "Mr. Pryce, it's your turn!"

"I... my turn for what..."

The man named Pryce, upon hearing his name, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"On December 9, your gang stole a Ferrari 488, and after modifying it, you earned an income of 300,000 US dollars!"

"On December 26, your gang stole an Aston Martin, and after modifications, you earned another 600,000 US dollars."

"And then on the 28th..."

"During this time, you've made a total of 13 million, according to the tax rate you needed to pay 5.14 million, yet it seems you've only paid 3 million in taxes. Where did the remaining 2.14 million go?"

Just like Darwin before him, at the moment David pointed out these details, Pryce's face turned pale, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

"Take him away!"

"I was wrong, Director David, I shouldn't have taken my chances; give me another chance, please..."

After a burst of pitiful pleading, Pryce was also dragged away.

With two men consecutively punished, those bosses at the scene with something to hide were utterly panicked. Each of them was as nervous as a startled bird, fearing they would be the next to be called out.

"Mr. Joey..."

"I'm saying, Director David, I still owe over 3 million US dollars in taxes. I'll have my men bring it over right away... oh no, I'll have them bring an extra million, please give me another chance to be a good taxpayer..."

Upon being named, Joey immediately lost his composure, no longer harboring any hope of luck, and he directly caved in from the fear.

"Alright then, go tell that to the judge!"

David had already given them a last chance before, but they continued to hope against hope that they might escape unnoticed. Now, they would have to accept their punishment!

"No, Director David, I realize my mistake..."

Before Joey could finish speaking, two inspectors came up and dragged him away on either side.

In the time that followed, David exposed five more people. All those bosses who had hoped to evade taxes were thoroughly dealt with.

The remaining bosses were all sweating profusely on their backs.

At this moment, they were incredibly grateful that they had not chosen to underreport like the others. Otherwise, they would have been the ones dragged away today.

"Director, it's our failure to inspect properly, please punish us!"

Seeing that David had finished, Keanu Lewis immediately came forward, looking penitent.

They had previously thought that although there would be some who underreported taxes, the number wouldn't be significant. But as David named one after another, a full eight out of twenty-five people were involved, accounting for a third of those present.

There was no escaping the charge of dereliction of duty.

"It has nothing to do with you. Get ready; we'll take them to court this afternoon."

The case with Rodrigozki served as a deterrent to the criminals of the Western Suburbs, but many still harbored hope against hope, and David couldn't investigate each one individually.

Therefore, he planned to use these tax evasion cases as another scare tactic so that no one would dare continue underreporting taxes.

Then, he could focus on cleaning up Hollywood taxes.

"Ah? The trial is happening already?"

Lewis and Keanu were taken aback.

"Yes!"

"Yes, sir."

Without daring to ask more, the two turned immediately to make the arrangements.

After they left, David returned to his office, took out paper and pencil, and listed the details of the tax-evading bosses. He then called Nisen Bakesimmons and ordered, "Go find these people and things and bring them back. After a thorough interrogation, get their confession, then secure their account and fund details."

The three needed no further words and left with the documents at once.