The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 349 Tax Collection
With such an absolute deterrent of force like Ron, the person in charge of the American branch of Ace Agent suddenly became a middle-aged man who is easy to talk to, especially when they are opening their future safe, according to two British gentlemen After being verified, Ron received even more hospitality.

"Hello, I'm Champagne, but everyone who knows me calls me a champion." The middle-aged uncle extended his hand to Ron kindly.

Ron grinned and held the middle-aged uncle's hand: "Hello, my name is Ron, but everyone who knows me calls me a vampire. By the way, does your winery pay taxes properly?"

"What?" The middle-aged uncle looked confused.

"I said, have you paid enough taxes for the winery?" Ron repeated loudly: "Really, if your ears are not working, you should find a doctor to treat them, or find someone with good ears to come. , I don’t know which genius’s idea is to use the disabled to do the reception work.”

The head of the ace agent whose ears are not good was automatically classified as a disabled person by Ron, and almost collapsed without breath. Fortunately, his body, which often rides horses, is relatively strong and resisted Ron's wave of mental damage.

"It's the same as your clothing business in the UK. If you don't do something about taxes, where do you think we got the money to build such a good base?" The middle-aged uncle winked at Ron humorously: "We have It has been operating independently for a long time, and this is the first time I have received rescue from the headquarters, why don't you talk about the purpose of your trip, why did you come here?"

As everyone knows, his speech just hit Ron's arms, and Ron suddenly smiled happily: "Really? You haven't paid your taxes well?"

"This has nothing to do with our topic today," the middle-aged uncle frowned. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong:
"I'm sorry for wronging you just now. As your American cousin, all the resources of the United Winery are at your disposal. Now tell me, what do you need my help for?"

"Why don't you pay the tax first?" Ron changed back to a business-style smirk: "It's best to show me your account books again, believe me, no matter whether it is legal or illegal income, as long as you pay taxes , the federal tax office will be your strongest backing.

By the way, my name is Ron Lee Cooper, and I'm a senior agent attached to the IRS. The two guys who came with me, Galahad and Merlin, are your companions, but thank you Honestly, if it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have to search to find evidence of your tax evasion, thank you. "

The expression of the middle-aged uncle suddenly became as uncomfortable as swallowing ten thousand flies. He not only treats an outsider as his own, but also accepts tax evasion from his own company. What kind of behavior is this?
Recently, Qin Jiu has been complaining to himself that there are undercover agents within the organization, but the biggest undercover is Emotional himself?

"Ahem... Put aside the tax issue first, I will arrange someone to connect with you later," Uncle Champagne glared fiercely at the housekeeper who brought Ron, as if blaming him for not doing it beforehand. Explain your identity clearly.

But the housekeeper was also very wronged, because Ron never said that he was not with the two British gentlemen from the beginning to the end. Like the distillery agent who knocked out, he always seemed out of place compared to the others.

If the other winery agents looked like capable western cowboys, the guy who had just been brought down by Ron looked like a stripper on an adult show, or a champion.

"Dong dong dong~" There was a knock on the door, the housekeeper opened the door, and the real ace agent Eggsy walked in and politely bowed with champagne to thank: "Thank you for saving Agent Galahad..."

"Wait, you said his name was Galahad earlier." Xiang Bin turned his questioning gaze to Ron.

"No, he's talking about the butterfly man who lost his memory. This kid is his apprentice. The two of them share a code name."

Ron explained to Eggsy that the reason why he came up first just now was because Eggsy and Merlin went to visit, and the Galahad agent who was sent down by the American branch had a relationship with Ron before. that guy.

Speaking of which, this guy was really lucky. After jumping into the river because of avoiding hunting, he was rescued by the people from the American branch. It's just that when he jumped into the river, his head hit a stone on the river bed and lost his life. All the previous memories, now he only regards himself as an entomologist who studies butterflies.

"You go on talking."

Eggsy straightened his tie, and continued in a serious manner: "Galahad once said in the past that if you want to investigate the cause of the matter, you must focus on the overall situation. If someone wants to eliminate Kingsman, then they must be planning a bigger conspiracy. "

Ron pouted secretly, does it take so much trouble to clean up you?One Winter Soldier wiped you all out, and of course he didn't talk too much because he was in someone else's territory.

"Then what did you find?" Uncle Champagne asked.

"We believe that the other party should be a drug monopoly alliance. During the investigation, the word "Golden Circle" appeared many times."

"We will investigate. Is there anything else?" Uncle Champagne glanced at Ron secretly, and replied perfunctorily. Now he kept thinking in his heart, how to face the review of the IRS.

"Of course, we have a failed trainee who is now theirs, named Charlie, who is very shameless."

Eggsy secretly glanced at Ron's face and replied, this is the information he didn't tell Ron, it's a thought on his mind, but Ron didn't have any expression on his face, he was finally relieved.

Ron's face was as usual: "This is a good entry point, do you have any clues about him?"

"I know he has an ex-girlfriend and found her on Twitter, I think he's still in touch with Cha Nian, and he's going to Glastonbury."

Eggsy took out his mobile phone, and the Twitter feed of Charlie's girlfriend was on the screen.

"Agent Tequila, take out your dancing shoes, you have a new mission." Uncle Champagne ordered, and it was only then that Ron realized that the code name of the agent he had just knocked out was Tequila.

Probably because he was beaten to the ground by Ron just now, and he didn't say a word to Ron all the way to guide Ron just now.

"Yes, sir." Tequila drank the whiskey in the glass and was about to get up when Ron suddenly stopped him.

"Wait, what's that thing on your neck and face?"

Tequila picked up the cup, and through the reflection on the surface of the cup, she saw blue spots on her face and the thin parts along the blood vessels on her neck, like little snakes crawling on the ground. same body.

"No, it's nothing, there's nothing wrong with it except I'm tired."

"Is that a blue rash? I think you need to take a good rest, dry ginger water, and take him to the infirmary." Uncle Champagne had just finished speaking, and Ron interrupted immediately.

"Wait, tequila, right?" Ron stood up and walked up to him to observe carefully: "Did you do anything special recently? Like touching something similar to a big drug?"

"I..." Tequila's expression became strange.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually, because I just happened to have seen your similar symptoms in other places," Ron waved his hand: "Those people like you, without exception, have met people from' The drug of the mysterious organization "Golden Circle", but because there are too few samples at present, it is not known what the specific effect of this disease is.

However, I think that the conspiracy of this organization can be guessed a little. I think they must be an anti-drug organization, intending to poison the drugs, and then let people all over the world get rid of drugs together.

Well, although they are an unscrupulous terrorist organization, Mo Ming thinks they have a bit of positive energy~ I started to appreciate them. "

Uncle Champagne's casual expression became serious again: "Ron, can you go and see with our agents? I think we need to pay more attention to this matter."

"It's enough for Galahad to go with your agents for this kind of errand. I have to go back to Los Angeles first. There are more important things to do there."

"Does Los Angeles also have important information about the Golden Circle? Do you need me to send you someone to help?" Uncle Champagne asked solemnly.

"No, thank you, unless you can send me a top game expert, Blizzard just released the second expansion piece of World of Warcraft Wrath of the Lich King yesterday, I want to go back and play games with my friends, I heard There is also a new profession called Death Knight..."

At the same time, just when the agents of the winery were incredulous about Ron's Internet addiction, the same symptoms as Tequila agents began to spread in almost all drug addicts.

And on the third day after Eggsy and the others set off, there were even some more serious situations than Agave. For a while, large-scale medical resource shortages began to appear in most parts of the world, but the government was helpless , until a videotape was hacked into the TV station and played on all channels.

"Hello everyone, my name is Bobby Adams, and now I want to talk to you in front of the TV about the largest hostage-taking incident in human history."

On TV, a woman in a yellow dress talked to the camera: "A few weeks ago, a special virus was released all over the world through my various products, marijuana, cocaine, heroin, opium, ecstasy, and methamphetamine. .

Some of you have been infected with the virus, and next, you will have the following symptoms. "

The woman stretched her hand back, revealing four glass windows with curtains drawn: "After a short incubation period, the patient will develop the first symptom: a blue rash."

The curtains were pulled back to reveal a man with the same rash as Agent Tequila's back.

"Then, the second stage begins, which I call mania, when the virus has invaded the brain and causes great distress for the patient and those around him."

The second window opened, and the people inside looked like lunatics except for the rash, moving their hands and feet around involuntarily, as if they were dancing.

"The third stage is paralysis. The muscles of the whole body enter a state of high-level epilepsy. Once the muscles of the throat are also infected, the patient will become unable to breathe and die in a very tragic state within twelve hours."

While speaking, the third window opened, and the man inside was bleeding a lot from his eyes and nose at the same time. Although he was still standing, everyone knew that he would not live for long.

At this moment, the camera was pulled back to give a close-up of the woman's smug smile: "However, I have some good news to tell you, that is, all of this can actually be avoided, and I have an antidote here."

The woman took out a bottle of yellow reagent and showed it to the camera, and the fourth window behind her was opened. The staff poured the antidote into the mouth of the old man who was standing in the window. After a violent shaking, the old man resumed his actions. !

Even the blue rash on his face was starting to disappear bit by bit.

"Look, my antidote is a cure-all. As long as I give an order, they can be shipped all over the world, as long as I meet the following two conditions:
First, stop all crackdowns on drugs, legalize all illegal drugs, create a new market, and make all drugs regulated, yes, not only regulated, but also taxed, just like the alcohol industry.

Second, complete immunity for me and my subordinates, as long as you agree to my conditions, I will definitely help your country become more prosperous and stimulate our increasingly depressed economy.

And, because of the legalization of drugs, it can also greatly reduce the cost of law enforcement..."

Francis couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he turned off the TV with a bang, and sat on his office chair instead: "This is the main reason I asked you to come, Ron, what do you think?"

On the other side of him, Ron, who was urgently dragged out of his home, scratched his head helplessly: "After collecting taxes for so long, all the capitalists I saw tried their best to avoid taxes. I still want to pay taxes like this." See you for the first time, Mr. President."

Ron shook his head and said regretfully: "But it's a pity that she is a drug dealer. I guess her proposal will be opposed by the Senate and the House of Representatives. You know, those are the territories of the Republican Party. In the eyes of those conservatives Here, they wish that drug addicts all over the world would die with them.

In this way, the world can return to the era when everyone held hands and sang gospel songs together, and everyone was happy. "

"Of course I know that the Senate and the House of Representatives will not pass her proposal. The question is what do you think?" Francis stared at Ron, and a huge momentum belonging to the president pressed him.

But Ron spread his hands as if Si Hao didn't feel it: "You know me, I'm a Texan, born to be a member of the Republican Party."

"And then?" Francis' face remained unchanged, and he nodded to signal him to continue, because based on his understanding of Ron, he knew that there must be something to say later.

Sure enough, Ron spread his hands and said, "At the same time, I am an agent with a flexible moral bottom line, Mr. President."

(End of this chapter)