Reborn South Africa as a police officer

The People's Party was founded by Louis Botha and Jan Smozi, based in Orange State, and once became the third largest party in southern Africa.

In the era of Louis Botha, the influence of the People's Party mainly existed among the Boers.

As the population size of the Boers has decreased year by year, the influence of the BJP has also weakened.

After Louis Botha died of illness, Yang Smozi became the leader of the People's Party. At this time, the People's Party has completely lost the ability to compete with the Liberal Party and the Progressive Party, even the newly established Nyasaland Party.

Yang Shi Mozi announced his withdrawal from the People's Party when he was 60 years old. The reason was that he was not in good health and could not lead the People's Party to move forward.

This is actually an excuse. Yang Smolts quit the People's Party in 1930, and now Yang Smolts is 75 years old, and he is still in good health without any problems.

After Yang Smotz quit, the People's Party went from bad to worse. It was against this background that Roger Gallup and Hayden Fowler joined the People's Party. For them, the People's Party was just a tool for them to quickly integrate into southern Africa.

"Please come with me. It will take up some of your time. I have some questions that need your cooperation." The police officer had a good attitude, and Gallup keenly noticed that this police officer was a tax policeman from the Federal Taxation Bureau.

"I can go with you, but I want to contact my lawyer." Gallup was uneasy. It is not a good thing to be approached by the tax police.

In southern Africa, as in the United States, death and taxes are inevitable.

Under the leadership of Ada, the Southern African tax department is extremely strong, with its own law enforcement agency, which can independently investigate and interrogate suspects. The General Tax Administration even has its own prison, which the federal government has no jurisdiction over.

"If you have any questions, come to my office tomorrow." Fowler is also uneasy. He also has a status as a district councilor in the Governor's District, which is quite easy to use in the Governor's District.

There are many councils in southern Africa. Even the most common small towns have town councils. Councilors may work in the fields in the morning and appear in the council in the afternoon. These two identities do not conflict.

Pretoria, as the capital of southern Africa, has a relatively honorable status as a district councilor. Fowler is preparing to attack the city council recently. Once successful, it will mean that Fowler has truly entered the political arena of southern Africa.

"Are you sure?" The police officer's expression was half a smile.

Fowler's smile froze.

Had Fowler been taken from his office by a police officer, or even handcuffed, the impact on Fowler would have been devastating.

If Southern Africa wants to enter politics, they must first clean themselves up, at least not touch the law, otherwise they will not be able to gain the trust of voters.

"I'm going to contact my lawyer, too." Fowler relented immediately, offended the tax police, and there are a thousand ways to ruin your reputation.

Regardless of whether it is illegal or not, Southern African citizens are obliged to cooperate with the tax department's investigation. Even if Fowler has no problems, the tax police can go directly to Fowler's office and take Fowler away. Can't tell.

Regardless of whether the tax police deliberately targeted other people, as long as Fowler was taken away from the office by the tax police, rumors would spread like wildfire. The most classic saying is: If you are fine, why are the police looking for you?

This is as unreasonable as why you helped him if you didn't hit it.

What's more terrible is that Fowler doesn't really have no problems. On the contrary, the problem is still very big. An unknown source of funds is enough to kill.

"Of course, this is your right." If the police officer doesn't stop it, it is doomed to be futile.

If there is no real evidence, the tax department will not find a district councilor for no reason.

Fowler and Gallup were lucky enough not to be sent directly to the tax department prison, but to the Badge Hotel.

The Badge Hotel is Ada's property. The hotel's logo is the family crest of the Capet family. This hotel is also dedicated to the tax department, so it is called the "Badge Hotel".

Security at the Insignia Hotel was handled by the tax police, and the hotel was staffed from top to bottom by people from the tax department. Fowler and Gallup were sent to a special room on the ninth floor.

Don't get me wrong, the number "nine" has a special meaning in the Badge Hotel, not for good luck, but for hell.

In Dante's "Divine Comedy", there are nine levels of hell.

The ninth floor of the Badge Hotel is dedicated to detaining suspects like Fowler and Gallup.

This is also a psychological tactic.

Without being sent directly to prison, the representative still has a chance of life.

The opportunity is given, whether you can grasp it or not is another matter.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Chengxi, a senior agent of the State Administration of Taxation. Do you know why I brought you here?" Chengxi didn't go around in circles. Since he was brought here directly, the probing process can be omitted.

"I don't know—" Fowler's eyes widened with innocence.

"I don't know?" Cheng Xi sneered, not crying when he saw the coffin.

There are always many people who will be curious, the rich are obviously already so rich, why do they try every means to "avoid taxes"?

In fact, the so-called "tax avoidance" is just a cover. No matter how clever an accountant is, they can't compete with the legal experts of the State Administration of Taxation. After all, the "Tax Law" was created by these people.

Of course, if the method is appropriate, it is indeed possible to pay less tax. This is the largest concession given by the law to ordinary people.

The problem is that human greed is endless. Ordinary people can’t help sighing when they look at the rich and earn 100 million a year: If I earn 100 million a year, I will pay 50 in taxes. After all, I still have 50 left.

But let those who earn 100 million a year see: I earned all my money by myself, so why should I give half of it to you?
It's really half, not only the federal government collects taxes, but also the state government and municipal governments, which add up to almost half.

So for the rich, "tax avoidance" has become an essential part of life.

The most reasonable tax avoidance method is naturally to spend the money. As long as the book income decreases, the purpose of legal tax avoidance will naturally be achieved.

Whether it is legal here depends on whether the investigation department of the tax department can make the way of spending reasonable.

If it makes sense, everything will be fine.

Is it unreasonable——

Hehe, this is the reason why the Badge Hotel business is good.

"Every penny of mine is legal income, and I pay taxes strictly according to the requirements of the federal government at all levels. I am a district councilor, and it is impossible to make mistakes in this regard." Fowler is confident that his accounts can withstand investigation.

On the surface, it does stand up, but it is very unreasonable.

After all, it is hard for you to believe that a district councilor in a wealthy area of ​​Pretoria has an annual income of only 1500 rand.

For ordinary people, 1500 rand is a lot.

But for Fowler, 1500 rand is probably not enough for him to organize a reception.

"That's not what I mean. What I want to know is, where did the money your People's Party get recently come from?" Cheng Xi pointed it out directly, and Fowler was dumbfounded.

It's okay if it's pure tax avoidance.

Now that Chengxi directly stated his purpose, if Fowler did not give Chengxi the answer Chengxi wanted, there was a high probability that he would not be able to leave the Badge Hotel.

"I don't know, I have the right not to answer your question." Fowler gritted his teeth, pinning his hopes on the lawyer.

As long as Fowler doesn't recruit and Chengxi can't get a statement, according to regulations, Fowler can leave after 24 hours.

"You don't need to answer, but what I want to remind you is that if you adopt a cooperative attitude, then I can help you intercede in court, otherwise you will be severely punished by the law—" Cheng Xi's voice was not loud, oppressive Full of strength.

"Don't you think that as long as you don't tell us, we won't find the answer to the question!" Cheng Xi's laughter startled Fowler.

Indeed, Gallup was brought in with Fowler.

Gallup is now being interrogated in a room somewhere on this floor.

"Look, your car is worth 1.5 rand, and the house you live in is worth 15 rand. You have a housekeeper and six servants in your family. According to your declaration, your housekeeper's salary is also 1500 rand. , Ha ha, this is amazing, a person who only earns 1500 rand a year can pay his housekeeper 1500 rand as a salary, do you drink the northwest wind by yourself?" Cheng Xi returned to the topic again.

"The housekeeper and servants are paid by my father—" Fowler's explanation made sense.

This is normal, Fowler's family is quite rich, and this kind of big family is best at raising all kinds of idlers.

"Yes, the housekeeper and servants are paid by your father, the car and house are bought in the family name, and your daily expenses are paid by Bob Wheeler so that your annual income of R1500 It's all accumulated, it's perfect!" Cheng Xi sneered again, this kind of tax avoidance model is too much to treat the agents of the State Administration of Taxation as fools.

Fowler's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

This is not too much.

If Fowler is willing, then Fowler's accountant can help Fowler get a zero income, or even lose money if he doesn't make a penny all year round.

In that case, maybe the federal governments at all levels will also pay Fowler a relief fund.

"Are you treating us all as fools? Damn you!" Cheng Xi sat on the table in front of Fowler and patted Fowler's cheek insultingly with his hand.

"You're extorting a confession by torture! I want to sue you! I'm a district councilor in the Governor's District, you can't do this—" Fowler's eyes widened, this time it was no longer naive, but fearful.

Cheng Xi's action did not mean to respect Fowler in the slightest, it represented immortality.

Now that Cheng Hee is treating Fowler with such an insulting gesture, if Fowler is fine in the end, then Sung Hee is in trouble.

"This is really not extorting a confession by torture. Do you want to know what is extorting a confession by torture?" Cheng Xi changed his expression again, like a cat playing with a mouse.

When you get tired of playing, start eating!
"Mr. Police Officer, have you thought about the consequences of doing this?" Fowler jedi fought back, and he was really punished, and Fowler really couldn't bear it.

"Are you threatening me?" Cheng Xi took out a cigarette and gestured to Fowler.

Fowler was expressionless and didn't even glance.

"Don't do any useless work, do you know why this place is called hell? Because unless you satisfy me, you will never have a chance to walk out standing up." Chengxi didn't mean to threaten, but just stated the facts.

"I know your accounts are fine, at least on the surface, but don't worry, if you don't tell me everything you know, I will definitely find the problem." Cheng Xi's words seemed inconsistent, Fu Restricting the body is like sifting chaff.

How to find out the problem of the account?
Create problems without problems.

The State Administration of Taxation is frightening because it does not rely on procedural justice, but on unscrupulous means to achieve its goals.

For a person like Fowler, if you try to explain the facts to him, he will never cooperate.

Since he won't cooperate, he should simply cut through the mess quickly and let Fowler give up his illusions as soon as possible, recognize the situation clearly, and explain honestly.

"Bob Wheeler's question, you go to Bob Wheeler!" Fowler is really a scholar this time, and he can't explain clearly.

"Bob Wheeler's problem will naturally be dealt with by someone. My client is you. Tell me honestly and cooperate with my work. Otherwise, you are going to stay here for the rest of your life." The rules are meaningless to Chengxi.

If the suspect does not confess within 24 hours, Cheng Xi can apply for an extension of 24 hours. Such an application has a total of two chances.

That is to say, from the moment Fowler was brought into the Badge Hotel, Chengxi had 72 hours for Fowler to explain. If Fowler was still not recruited after 72 hours, then Chengxi had to let him go.

Of course, it depends on how you release people. Last year, a southern African who was doing business in France was not recruited within 72 hours. The Badge Hotel could only release people.

The man had just walked out of the Badge Hotel, and before he had time to feel the midday sun, he was brought back by the tax police.

This made the guy completely collapsed, and he confessed everything without much effort. Although the tax police must release him within 72 hours, in this way, theoretically, an infinite loop can be made.

"There will be a district government meeting tomorrow, and I must attend." Fowler raised the banner of the district council.

Although the General Administration of Taxation is very powerful, the district government is not without the power to fight. At worst, it will go to the Justice Palace to file a lawsuit. Everyone is serving the southern Africans, and there is no distinction between high and low.

"You don't need to attend. I've already asked for leave for you. It won't affect the final result." Cheng Xi was well-prepared. Not every time the parliament meets, all members must be present, as long as there is a quorum.

"I won't tell you anything!" Fowler chose to be tenacious to the end.

"Very well, I'll see how long you're going to keep your mouth shut." Cheng Xi was not in a hurry, there were a lot of agents from the State Administration of Taxation, and he could play with Fowler slowly in shifts.

If you don't beat you or scold you, you are all civilized people, how can you do that kind of thing.

Some punishments are more excessive than beating people.

Cheng Xi was a man of action. As soon as he finished speaking, he threw Fowler to the ground and handcuffed Fowler's hands and feet from behind.

This movement was very uncomfortable, and after a long time, the gods couldn't hold it anymore, and soon there were big beads of sweat coming out of Fowler's head.

Fowler was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to relax, because as long as the body was relaxed, the handcuffs would be strangled into the flesh, making life worse than death.