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

Chapter 67 Assassin League
Clark hesitated for a long time, wanting to speak.

"You don't need to give an answer. The answer to this question needs time to settle before you can get your own." Lin Yu waved his hand to stop him.

"You just need to know one thing, you are not the only one who is the most special in this world, so when you want to use your ability, just use it boldly.

If you have a problem that needs to be solved, you can come to me, I work in Gotham, this is my number. "

"My dad told me that no one would be nice to a stranger for no reason," Clark said.

"Yes, because I think your ability is very suitable to join the IRS." Lin Yu nodded and admitted directly, "So you came directly to the door.

When you become an adult, join the IRS. I guarantee that everything you do is legal, and you don’t have to worry about exposing your ability and identity, and you can easily earn enough money to make your adoptive parents and yourself comfortable. . "

"...Okay." Although Clark didn't understand why he recruited a child who was only twelve or thirteen years old, such a favorable condition made him agree almost without thinking.

……

Wayne Manor, in the study.

It is said to be a study room, but its scale is already called a small library.

Bruce looked at the pile of books that Alfred had just moved in front of him, and was slightly silent.

"Alfred, I understand the truth... But, how did you take these books out of your room?"

"That's right, Master Wayne, I graduated from Cambridge University and then worked for MI[-] for a while, so..." Alfred considered his words.

"So..." Bruce looked at Alfred, "You too..."

"Also? No, Master Wayne, of course I am not. In fact, these books come from a good friend of mine. Maybe you have heard his name," Alfred shook his head, "Kim Philby."

"Oh..." Bruce opened his mouth slightly. Of course he had heard about the famous name of one of the "Five Heroes of Cambridge".

It's just that I didn't expect that the housekeeper who watched me grow up had something to do with such a legend.

"So, after seeing his changes, I was a little afraid to touch this kind of thinking, even if he left these books to me before he left."

Alfred looked at those books, and he didn't know whether to say it with nostalgia or a little fear.

"Brainwashing?" Bruce asked, frowning.

"No, Master Wayne, this is an idea, a discussion of social forms... Those who accept it will naturally accept it, and those who cannot accept it will regard it as an enemy." Alfred said.

"I'm getting more and more curious," Bruce said.

"Caution, Master Wayne, please allow me to explain to you again, or to warn you." Alfred put his hand on the stack of books and said solemnly.

"Reading these books will give you a completely different way of looking at everything that exists... If you change your approach based on that way of looking at it, it will be absolutely difficult."

"Don't worry, I will study the contents of the book from a fair and just perspective." Bruce smiled gently and said firmly, "However, Alfred... are you sure you have never been exposed to this kind of thinking?"

Never been in touch, but so afraid, and so clear about the changes after contact?

"My old friend Philby has changed enough that I will always remember... When we were studying at Cambridge, he was a carefree, kind-hearted nobleman who treated everyone equally, Just like you, Master Wayne."

Alfred said slowly.

"That's why I'm so worried about it."

"You know I will be more curious." Bruce said helplessly.

"Yeah, it's impossible to stop you." Alfred let go of his hand, "I'm just doing my duty as a housekeeper."

"Don't worry, Alfred, you have to have faith in me." Bruce blinked and comforted him.

Alfred nodded, not talking, thinking to himself, I have too much confidence in you, Master Wayne, that's why I'm worried!
"Okay, let me take a look at these books..." Bruce eagerly looked at a large pile of books on the table.

……

"Reading? What books? Is that what you should do? Director, as the director of Gotham IRS, how can you spend your working hours reading instead of working hard?

All the tax problems that Gotham has accumulated over the years are all waiting for you to issue an investigation order!There are also audited financial statements that need to be signed! "

In the director's office, a loyal and conscientious subordinate came to advise his superiors.

Chief Phil, who wanted to take a break by reading to cultivate his sentiment, looked at Lin Yu in a daze.

As a subordinate, you have been out for so long and haven't come back to work. What's wrong with me as a bureau chief to take a break and read a book?
But he didn't dare to say that, after all, even though he was the chief of the bureau on the surface, he...knows everything.

He has almost turned into a signing machine that doesn't need any emotion, can't move, can't do other things, just stay where he is and sign.

"Admonishing" a wave of directors, Lin Yu, who successfully saw that the director started to work seriously again, left the IRS contentedly, and was going to go to the Falcone family to check taxes.

The investigation order presented yesterday will start a formal investigation today.

This time, Lin Yu didn't intend to take the IRS Special Operations Axe Corps he had just established. When there are too many main people, it is inevitable that there will be casualties among his own people. If they die, they can't recruit them again.

Although the physical data of the thugs in suits is very good, it is still impossible to block bullets... Given their equally excellent abilities in other areas, Lin Yu doesn't want them to be wasted on such things.

"According to common sense, we should be prepared. It's really curious..." Lin Yu thought, full of expectation.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for Falcone to sit still and pay taxes honestly.

Identity brings power and status, but also responsibilities and obligations.

Even a gangster godfather... the same.

On the street, Lin Yu strolled slowly.

When the destination is not his own residence, he generally does not rub the car.

Unless the destination is her residence.

At this moment, a car drove past slowly, and the moment it passed by Lin Yu's side... The door of the car was opened, and at the same time, a gunshot was fired, and a bullet went straight to Lin Yu's head!

"boom!"

What sounded almost at the same time was the sound of metal impact from Lin Yu's side.

"I thought you would take a slightly technical assassination." Lin Yu gently put down a copper folding stool he took out from nowhere, and then took out the Glock on his waist. The assassin, a little disappointed.

Unexpectedly, it was just a bunch of gangsters.

At this time, a sense of crisis came.

The eagle eye vision is automatically turned on, Lin Yu's whole body tenses up, and he looks up to the top of his head if he feels something.

A man with the appearance of a ninja jumped down with a long knife in his hand, and he was already in the air at this time!
"League of Assassins?" Lin Yu was not surprised but delighted.

"Interesting, come!"

　Code word code word!Go!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)