The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 192 The Golden Robbery Case Solved

Late at night, in Bangkok's Chinatown, there is a dilapidated Cantonese-style tea restaurant on an unremarkable corner.

Although it was already closed and the room was dark, the kitchen was brightly lit.

The three people tied up in a ball on the ground officially followed Tang Ren's gold robbery trio.

A rag was stuffed into each person's mouth, so that they could only make a "woo woo woo" sound.

As for Tang Ren and Qin Feng, they stood obediently in a corner of the room, surrounded by a group of big men in black suits, and dared not sit down.

There are only three people in the room who are eligible to sit, and the first one is naturally Mr. Yan, who is the owner of the gold robbery.

And the second one is naturally Ron. Sitting opposite Mr. Yan with a big horse, even if she is glared at by her bodyguards, it doesn't change her leisurely and contented attitude.

The last one was not Kuntai, but Kuntai's immediate boss, the chief of the Chinatown Police Station, and Kuntai stood aside as his subordinate, handling it carefully.

"Mr. Ron, are you really sure that stupid thief will come to surrender tonight?" Mr. Yan, who lost the money, was the first to sit still.

Previously, Ron had already used Tang Ren and Qin Feng as bait to lure the idiot trio to ask them for gold, while she and the other two were in the kitchen through the surveillance video connected by the camera and the wiretapping equipment, listening to the whole ins and outs. over and over.

As a result, Tang Ren's suspicions have all been cleared. If Mr. Yan hadn't been persistent and wanted to get back the lost gold, tonight's affairs would have ended.

"I believe he will definitely come. After all, such a large amount of gold, if he is willing to give up, he will not be involved in this case at all."

Ron said firmly, and then turned his sharp eyes to Mr. Yan again: "But whether the gold was found after he surrendered? I believe this case will never have anything to do with my senior brother again, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case. It depends on whether the gold can be recovered. How can I say that he also transported a box of things from the scene, and only he can prove where he transported it. Is it stolen by her? No one knows, yes wrong?"

Mr. Yan skimmed the tea foam with the lid on the ground: "Besides, the suspicion that he killed Songpa has not been cleared. Even if you are an IRS agent, you have to be reasonable, right? The tax bureau in the United States can still manage Are you coming from Thailand?"

"Haha, of course I can't control it," Ron laughed, "but if I remember correctly, Mr. Yan also has some business in the United States."

"There is no other meaning in saying this. I just want to tell you that as a tax officer, I have the obligation to check the tax payment status of various companies at any time. If I accidentally stay in Mr. Yan's shop for a while, please bear with me. Responsibilities required."

According to the laws of the United States, all companies operating in the United States must pay taxes to the United States. This is called the Territorial Tax Administration Law, not only in the United States, but also in many other countries. This is Ron's biggest trump card.

Ron's official status restricted him when he was working in Thailand. If he was not careful, it became an international dispute, and it became evidence that a certain superpower dictated to a small Southeast Asian country.

Although this kind of thing is often done by the superpower, Ron does not intend to commit this taboo. If it were in the United States, Ron would have driven an armored car to the door.

But it doesn't mean that Ron doesn't have any countermeasures. Mr. Yan's business in the United States is the best hostage. No company can withstand the tax department's door-to-door inspection every three days.

Sure enough, Mr. Yan's face was livid because of Ron's choking: "Then what does the director mean?"

"I..." The director's face was swollen from holding back: I f*** want to go home!Don't take me with you big bosses, okay?
"Don't worry, if he is suspected of killing himself, let him find clues and excuse himself. As for the gold, he didn't steal it, so don't bother me any more."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Tang Ren put his arms around Qin Feng's neck and raised his hand: "Yes, that's right, we will definitely investigate to the end and find the real murderer! Right? Old Qin?"

Ron clearly saw Tang Ren nod Qin Feng's head with his hands, so that's where the head-breaking came from?
Just at this time, the mobile phone placed on the table rang.

Ron ignored him, but took out the rag from Xiao Yangyang's mouth, and patted his face: "What should I say later? Do you know?"

"Yes, I said that the gold has been found, but the two of them want to keep it alone."

Xiao Yangyang nodded frantically, just now Ron almost tortured him crazy.

First tied him on a bench, and then covered his face with wet tissues one by one. Although he could still breathe, he felt a feeling of being out of breath, and this feeling became more and more serious. serious.

Finally until almost suffocation.

"That's good~" Ron patted his head approvingly, stuffed the bug into his collar, and put the phone back in his hand: "Go, go and bring someone over."

……

"Where are they?" Voices began to echo from the bug.

"The two of them are discussing how to divide the gold? Boss, hurry up, they want to take it all!"

"Damn it, it was me who provided the clue to the gold store, and I tried to delay the time for the cars coming from the well spotting team! Do you know how much risk I took?!"

The voice of police officer Huang's assistant was exasperated from the bug, and Mr. Yan glared at the chief with unkind eyes.

Look at your men!

And Kuntai's face became more and more complacent. There were only two people who were eligible to run for deputy director, and now his position was almost certain.

Immediately, the assistant was brought in by Xiao Yangyang, but just after entering the door, before he realized something was wrong, he was ambushed by both sides. Okay, the big man in black directly pressed him to the ground.

Tang Ren's face beamed with joy, his suspicion was finally cleared.

"Okay, including the dead Sompa, all five murderers in the gold robbery case are here. You can slowly interrogate where the gold was hidden by them?"

Ron got up and stretched. Although he didn't exercise much today, he still felt a little tired. Now is the moment when he is ready to enjoy the fruits of victory.

"As for the suspicion of the homicide case, I think it is necessary to re-examine the scene. Is anyone of you going with me?"

As Ron spoke, he gestured frantically with his eyes, and Tang Ren immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Me! I want to be with you too! I must clean up the sewage splashed on me with my own hands! Are you right? Old Qin ?”

"Ah?" Qin Feng froze for a moment and nodded quickly: "Yes, we also want to be together."

Ron doesn't know how to find gold, but Qin Feng has enough brains, and the next moment is to witness the miracle!

(End of this chapter)