american tax collector

Chapter 149 If the CIA can’t do it, then I’ll ask the FBI!

"But Governor, although this method is good, we can't be too happy too soon. What if this bastard is really so honest and has never taken any bribes?"

Eugene's words made Stevenson, who was in an excited state, calm down a little. He replied with approval: "That's what you said. The top priority is to check before talking..."

"Yes, governor, but if we want to investigate him, I'm afraid we can't use the law enforcement agencies we have. If we don't tell whether those idiots can be investigated or not, they might just alert the snake, and then the gain will outweigh the loss!"

Stevenson thought so too.

Although he has control of the National Guard, they are a group of armed personnel, and investigation is not their strong point.

In addition, he also controls the police and other departments of the state.

But asking these people to investigate the IRS and David seems like a big deal in front of Guan Gong...

unless……

Stevenson suddenly thought of something and said, "What do you think of the CIA?"

"Although the CIA has no law enforcement power in the country, it is the most professional in intelligence and investigation. No one is more suitable than them!"

Eugene also agreed very much.

Stevenson immediately returned to his office, took out a phone book from the cabinet, and began to rummage through it.

After a few minutes, his eyes stopped on a name called Elvis Rijka.

Immediately, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

The call was quickly connected, and a deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

"Elvis, it's me, Stevenson!"

"Governor Stevenson?!"

At the same time, in a CIA safe house in New York, a man's face flashed with surprise.

And if David could recognize him at a glance here, this was the CIA Bear Country site manager who came to their Lake District branch to take Jerome and Brod away.

"How's Elvis, how are you doing?"

"We've encountered some trouble, and it's not very good. By the way, Governor Stevenson, why did you call me this time...?"

"That's it. I want to ask you to help me investigate a person. I want his 'detailed information'!"

When he said the last four words, Stevenson deliberately emphasized his voice, which was very suggestive.

Elvis paused. Since the Bear Country site was destroyed by spies, he was currently busy building it and had no time to investigate anyone.

However, when he thought about the fact that he owed the governor of Nevada a favor five years ago, he could only patiently reply: "The person who can make Governor Stevenson ask us to investigate is probably someone with a lot of background." Ah, tell me!"

"David from the IRS, have you ever heard of him?"

"What did you say, David?"

Elvis, who was still sitting on the chair, stood up straight as if his butt was stabbed after hearing this.

Stevenson here was also startled. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would react so strongly after he pronounced the name.

He asked with a hint of curiosity: "Yes, David from the IRS in Las Vegas, what, you know him?"

"I'm sorry, Governor Stevenson. If it were anyone else, you would definitely help, but for him... I can only be very sorry!"

"Elvis, what do you mean? I'm not asking you to investigate the top officials of the IRS. I'm just a tax commissioner. You can't do it, right?" I heard Stevenson's dissatisfaction on the other end of the phone. At this moment, Elvis was also cursing in his heart.

Not long ago, two of his capable men fell into David's hands.

And according to his two men, David knew all about their dirty information.

Now their control is in other people's hands.

He wished he could avoid the tax chief.

But now Stevenson asked him to collect dirty information about David?

Isn't this pushing him into the fire pit!

If it had been anyone else, Elvis would have yelled and hung up the phone.

However, since he was facing Stevenson, he still patiently explained: "Governor Stevenson, once I help you with this favor, I may be the one who will be ruined tomorrow, so it's not that I don't want to help you, please forgive me. The difficulties..."

Stevenson was stunned.

Will your reputation be ruined if you help?

Damn, you are the director of a certain CIA site, how can he still get you?

wrong……

Stevenson carefully recalled the other party's words and asked tentatively: "Elvis, you can't be so lucky and have something in his hands, right?"

Elvis was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Governor Stevenson, can you understand me now?"

He knew that if he didn't tell the truth, he might arouse the governor's dissatisfaction, so he simply told the truth!

Anyway, the governor doesn’t know what the specific reason is!

"understood!"

In the office, Stevenson hung up the phone directly, his face so gloomy that he could drip ink.

Eugene on the side saw something was wrong and asked softly: "What's wrong, Governor, what did the people at the CIA say?"

"That damn bastard has something on Elvis!"

"what!"

Eugene couldn't believe his ears.

CIA, this is the most fucking powerful intelligence agency in the world!

They have always been the only ones who have the handle and the dirty information about others. When will someone be able to hold their handle?

The city halls of Sparks and Henderson were overturned by David, and Eugene felt that this was outrageous enough.

But now after hearing this, he felt even more outrageous that his mother had opened the door for him. It was so outrageous!

After a long time, Eugene came back to his senses and said: "If the CIA can't do it, then maybe we can only ask the FBI..."

The FBI is not as good as the CIA in terms of intelligence, but it is not much inferior in terms of investigation. Since there is no way to call on the CIA, only the FBI is more suitable.

Stevenson immediately opened the phone book again, and soon he found a middle-level and senior-level figure in the FBI, and he made a phone call with fear.

The reason why he was on tenterhooks was that he was also afraid that the other party, like Elvis just now, would give David a clue at some point and make his wish come true.

But fortunately, the subsequent conversation went smoothly, and the other party was not caught by the IRS.

After promising a high price, the middle-level and senior-level FBI executive also agreed to secretly investigate David.

But David still knew nothing about all this.

At this time, he had just finished being interviewed by the media and returned to the Valley Branch.

At this moment, Edward walked up to him with a face of joy and said, "Tax Commissioner David, I just received the news that the city hall has canceled the strict crackdown order!"

　Today is the recommendation, so I will update this chapter earlier. There will be no more today. See you tomorrow, brother!

　　

(End of this chapter)