American Comics: Begin to investigate the tax issue of Director S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 112 It's Flexible (14)

In a textile factory.

Except for some textile workers in front who are all deaf and mute, there is still a huge space behind.

For example, a shooting range.

"With the skills, you can definitely do it," Fox told Wesley.

"How is this possible?" Wesley just found it ridiculous. "I mean, how can a bullet go around one thing and hit something behind it?"

"Nothing is impossible in this world, you have the blood of a master assassin, so you are definitely capable of doing it."

Fox picked up the gun, flicked it, and fired. The bullet bypassed the dummy between him and the target, and hit the target accurately.

"Ten rings," said the mechanic.

"This..." Wesley's eyes widened.

This is undoubtedly a shock to his worldview.

But thinking about it, he could have a master assassin, a father who had never met before, and then died. There are still marksmanship that can turn around in this world, which doesn't seem to be so inconsistent.

Although these two things seem to have nothing to do with each other.

"Try, you can do it." Fox encouraged him.

"Okay!" Wesley, who was encouraged by the goddess in his heart, was instantly full of energy and started to try.

Of course, even if Wesley is extremely talented, it doesn't mean that he will be able to succeed as soon as he gets started. This skill of shaking the spear still requires "skills".

"Someone is looking for trouble." The butcher came over.

"Who?" Fox asked.

"IRS."

"???" All the people present paused.

In the United States, it is possible not to know the FBI and the CIA, but it is absolutely impossible not to know the IRS.

Even these assassins are the same.

Several people hurried towards the front, and not long after, they saw a man wearing a black trench coat, a white shirt, black trousers, and a loose tie.

"Hello, I'm Lin Yu, the Operations Specialist of the IRS Criminal Investigation Department. I'm here to investigate the tax issues of your textile factory."

Lin Yu showed his ID and said.

Generally speaking, people who come to this textile factory to make trouble will be blocked by a group of deaf and dumb textile employees, and nothing will happen.

But Lin Yu was different. He went straight in, ignoring the actions of those deaf-mute people. After warning three times according to the procedure, he went straight in, without any cowardice, and even drew his gun directly.

In order to prevent things from getting worse, they had to allow Lin Yu to go through the textile room and come to the real interior of the textile factory.

"Sir, we don't have any tax issues here." Firefox Fox said with a smile, "It's just such a little place and work income..."

"Is there any problem? It's not you who have the final say, but I. In a word, this is an investigation order. You can manage people here Let me see, where is Sloan?" Lin Yu asked.

One thing to say, when he said these names, Lin Yu always had a feeling of confusion.

Because, the Sloan of this world is actually the company executive in Nolan's version of Batman, the old black man. In that world, the old black man's name is Fox.

And Lin Yu knew that it would definitely not be the last time he encountered such a situation.

The Morgan Freeman guy has starred and cameoed in movies, that's quite a lot.

After all, it is the legendary "Black God".

Oh, forgot, the Fox of this world is the same, Angelina Jolie... I don't know how many worlds I will meet again in the future.

"Sloan is not here at the moment."

said Firefox.

"Well, this investigation order needs to be presented to him. During the period when he has not received the investigation order, in order to ensure that there will be no problems with the investigation results and make it difficult to investigate the tax accounts, your textile factory must stop production." Lin Yu said.

"This can't be a legal regulation." The smile on Firefox's face froze, and he said.

"Under normal circumstances, it is indeed not a legal regulation, but under the circumstance of citing a special regulation, it is legal and compliant to take this measure." Lin Yu smiled, trying to show himself.

"I have definite evidence in hand to prove that your textile factory has serious illegal income and has not paid taxes in accordance with the regulations."

"It's even more impossible!" Firefox frowned. She was quite sure about this, because in Firefox's perception, their League of Assassins was completely a non-profit public welfare organization. Names that appear, to assassinate those who will affect the progress of human society, and to maintain social progress and stability.

That's right, this is the way the Assassin's League works, it's such a weird organization.

What's even more amazing is that because the fate loom really has such a hint of "fate", the names that appear from it are basically either evil or treacherous, and they are all people who should be killed.

But that was before.

Sloan, the leader of the League of Assassins, fell into depravity a long time ago. He began to forge the results of the Loom of Fate, and received commissions, so that the assassins of the League of Assassins could assassinate people who did not appear on the Loom of Fate. The name, and himself, profited from it.

It was precisely this that Cross found out, that's why he defected from the Assassin's League... Otherwise, he might have a problem with his mind, if he told the other assassins about it, it would probably be Sloan who died first.

Firefox, would be the one to support him first.

But he didn't, and ran away directly, so he was defined as a traitor by Sloan logically, and his name "appeared" on the loom of fate.

Thinking about it, it's not surprising that someone who left his son in that environment to grow up and still thinks it's good for him has this kind of brain circuit.

"Oh, really?" Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, "What if I find evidence?"

"There's no way you'll find it." Firefox is confident of that.

"Then let us wait and see." Lin Yu pointed inside, "Can I go in?"

"certainly……"

"Of course not." Just as Firefox was about to agree directly, the repairman stood up, "You can't enter our private property without a search warrant."

Firefox glanced at him, but didn't speak.

In a way, the mechanic was right.

"You're right, this is the search warrant you want." Lin Yu took out a search warrant.

Of course, it still changes with the [imperial decree].

The relationship with the head of the IRS in this world is not that good yet, so for the time being, I will use the [Imperial Decree] to fill in the relevant certificates after the matter is dealt with. We are still law enforcement officers who enforce the law impartially.

Be flexible.

Except for Firefox, the faces of the rest of them turned ugly almost instantly, and they looked at each other.

"Why, are you going to resist law enforcement?" Lin Yu asked with a frown.

"...Of course not, sir," the mechanic forced a smile, "please."

"Very good." Lin Yu put it away and strode in.

A few people behind each other looked at each other.

It seems to have made up a certain idea.

　code word code word

　　
　
(End of this chapter)