American Tax Officer

By 1:30 in the afternoon, the entrance of the city police headquarters had already attracted a large media presence and some citizens who came to see the excitement.

Invited guests and celebrities from all walks of life were also driving to the scene one by one.

"Director David is here."

Someone shouted, and immediately all eyes at the scene turned to look. Indeed, there was David, making his way through the crowd flanked by Nisen Bakesimmons.

The media grew restless. They wanted to rush over with their microphones for a quick interview but were relentlessly pushed away by Nisen Bakesimmons. In the end, all they could do was watch as David entered the police station.

Less than two minutes after David had entered the station, a bus suddenly arrived at the scene, and a group of men and women dressed in uniform disembarked.

Seeing this, both the media and the citizens on-site had the same question in mind: who were these people?

Before they could ponder further, a few men opened the storage compartment of the bus and took out banners and signs, raising and unfolding them.

The signs and banners were inscribed with various slogans.

[Bring justice back to human rights!]

[Oppose the IRS's abuse of power, arbitrarily depriving citizens of their human rights!]

[Thousands of years of imprisonment tossed around, is the IRS punishing criminals or abusing power for private gain?]

"They are from the Human Rights Organization!"

"OMG, the Human Rights Organization is actually protesting outside the IRS office, and at the moment when a trial is about to start – they're clearly challenging Director David!"

"These people from the Human Rights Organization are a bunch of crazies. Only they dare to confront the IRS like this. Now there's going to be a good show!"

Through the slogans on these people's banners and signs, the media and journalists at the scene finally understood the identity of these individuals.

However, this also instantly stirred up the media.

With David being in the spotlight lately, and the Human Rights Organization picking this critical moment to confront him, wouldn't that just ignite public interest?

Thinking this, a journalist from the Los Angeles Times was the first to react. He immediately approached the Human Rights Organization with his microphone and asked, "Hello, you are with the Human Rights Organization, right?"

"That's right."

"Then, may I ask why you are protesting? What are your demands?"

"It's simple. Our organization's duty is to stand up and protect the public when the law treats citizens carelessly. And we think that Director David does not respect the law at all.

Back in Nevada State, imposing thousand-year sentences on criminals was bad enough, but coming to a world-renowned city like Los Angeles and continuing, even escalating, such practices, I believe, is a severe contempt for civil human rights. Therefore, we must protest..."

"..."

In the city police headquarters lobby.

"Bang bang, clap clap..."

Because the aftermath of the Rodrigozki affair had become too significant, and today, after receiving word that David was going to try eight criminal ringleaders in his jurisdiction, Director Joao cancelled all his tasks to attend the trial.

As he and David were discussing some issues about the case, suddenly, a loud noise from outside forced them to halt their conversation.

"What's going on?"

David and Joao walked out side by side, while other personnel and the invited guests also followed them outside...

It was then that they realized that not only were media and journalists present today, but there was also a group of individuals in uniform.

Right in front of this group, about seven or eight meters away—that is, on the road leading to the entrance of their station—were some shattered beer bottles, which were the source of the noise they had heard in the lobby.

"We want human rights, we want human rights!"

"Protest against the IRS's inhumane trials, we vehemently protest!"

"Return our human rights, return our human rights!"

Seeing David and the others come out, the Human Rights Organization initially shouted chaotically but then, under the leadership of their organizers, began chanting united slogans, their voices piercing the sky.

David and Joao Felton now finally understood the origin of this group, but at the same time, their expressions darkened instantly.

So these people were from the Human Rights Organization.

Speaking of this organization, it indeed tended to be quite troublesome for the IRS.

In America, almost everyone feared the IRS, but this Human Rights Organization was one of the few exceptions.

Under the guise of defending human rights, they always stirred up trouble to gain visibility.

Especially whenever the IRS prosecuted tax evaders, they loved to jump out and criticize, attracting maximum attention.

But in the past, these people only ever spouted rhetoric online or on media outlets. Now, however, they had come directly to the doors of the IRS; it seemed they were determined to confront them this time!

"Criminals too have human rights, we demand the right to attend the trial!"

"You at the IRS abuse your power every day, protest, protest!"

"..."

As the chants from the Human Rights Organization grew louder, the faces of the IRS personnel, including Joao Felton, darkened further.

After pondering for a moment, David turned to Joao and said, "Director Joao, if they keep protesting here, I don't think we can continue with the trial. How about I teach them a lesson?"