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Thinking of this, Manchi didn't dare to delay any longer. He quickly changed into formal clothes, got in the car and rushed to the Manhattan Bureau.

……

Manhattan Precinct.

The protest leaders, led by Steinbeck, stood there in a daze for a long time with pale faces.

But what they haven't realized at this moment is that what will await them next will be a bloody lesson!
"Inspector General David, you can't do this!"

A man next to Steinbeck was the first to come to his senses. After realizing the consequences of the IRS cutting off Social Security funds itself, he spoke tremblingly.

"Didn't you say that relief and welfare payments and other social security payments have nothing to do with our IRS? Now they are related?"

"you……"

David's words choked him, and also made Steinbeck and others not know how to refute.

But before they could say anything else, sirens sounded from all directions and a large number of police officers arrived at the scene.

Since New York City Police Commissioner Congua had been brought back, the one who led the team this time was Deputy Commissioner Chimicart.

But at this time his face was not good. After coming to David's side, he said in a low voice: "Inspector General David, you... this... oh, something big has happened!"

In fact, he was somewhat dissatisfied with David's approach. Not only did he bring back their chief, making the New York City Police Department lose face, but now he even announced that he would cut New York's welfare funds. The homeless and unemployed people in this city would be in turmoil.

Next up the IRS might be fine.

But who is unlucky?
Of course it’s the city’s law enforcement agency, the police department!

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, when he thought of David's methods, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction as much as possible.

"What's wrong, Deputy Chief Chimicart?"

"After your IRS announced that Social Security funding was cut, the whole of New York..."

Chimicart reported that the homeless and unemployed were rioting and were heading here with weapons.

While the two were talking, there was suddenly a burst of noise from the distance.

Looking up, I saw homeless people and unemployed people armed with sticks arriving at the scene from all directions.

The protesters, who were already pale, were so frightened by this scene that their legs went limp.

Are you saying these people are here to seek revenge on the IRS or David?
I definitely wouldn’t dare to do that.

If they dare to attack the IRS, the armed forces will come and wipe them out in minutes.

So no matter how stupid or angry these people are, they would never do such a stupid thing.

Then the purpose of their visit is self-evident, they are definitely here to retaliate against these protesting crowds.

It was precisely because they came here to protest and shouted out words such as welfare benefits and unemployment benefits that had nothing to do with the IRS that the IRS announced in anger that they would be cut!

"I still have some things to do, so I'll leave this matter to you, Deputy Director Chimicart. But be careful not to make things too big!"

David also felt that this matter was a bit tricky, so after thinking it over, he decided not to get involved, and turned around and walked into the bureau.

"Damn..."

Watching David running away and shirking responsibility, Chimicart couldn't help but curse in his heart.

So it was you, Inspector General David, who caused all this trouble, and now you want me to stop making things worse?
You are really good at passing the buck!

But no matter how dissatisfied they were, maintaining public order was the responsibility of their police station after all, so Chimicart did not stand there any longer, and quickly organized his men to get the situation under control first.

Inside the Bureau.

After following David in, Nahum quickly asked, "What's next, Inspector General David?"

"Contact our court and prepare for the court session."

David has arrested many officials from the Freemasonry group in the past few days, and now even the governor has been brought back by him. It is time to finish the work.

"Is the trial about to begin? In other words, are you confident enough to convict those people?"

After all, there are quite a few people to deal with this time, so in order to ensure safety, Nahum still needs to be cautious.

"rest assured!"

"Okay then, I'll arrange it!"

Seeing David so confident, Nahum didn't waste any more words and turned around to make arrangements.

As for David, he gave some instructions to Munson, Jerry Larin and others, and then they nodded and left to take care of the matter.

……

Outside the Manhattan police station, after a frantic rush, Manci finally arrived at the scene.

"Mr. Manchi, you are finally here!"

With social security being cut as big as this, it was impossible for the people from the Ministry of Labor to sit still and watch. The relevant personnel had already arrived at the scene, and when these on-site personnel saw that the backbone of the team had arrived, they finally felt much more at ease.

"How's the situation now?"

Manqi looked at the messy scene around him and asked with a serious face.

"The police are keeping things under control, so the situation isn't too bad, but I'm afraid this isn't a solution..."

"Take me to see the leaders of the protesters first!"

The staff of the Ministry of Labor brought Manchi and quickly came to Steinbeck and others who were protected by the police.

But strictly speaking, they were not protected by the police. Instead, they saw that the homeless people were too aggressive, so they took the initiative to stick to the police to avoid being beaten to death.

"Fuck it, Steinbeck, what the hell are you doing?"

Steinbeck was able to stand at the center of the protest and confront David directly because she had some prestige in the protest group in New York, so Manci knew her.

"Mr. Manchi, I am just protecting our interests. After all, the governor has promised us that he will give us good jobs..."

Steinbeck was indeed frightened before, but now he has recovered a lot.

"Stupid! No matter how much you protect our interests and support the governor, you can't confront David in person. Don't you know what kind of person he is?" Hearing this, Steinbeck lowered his head.

After hearing that the governor was arrested by the IRS, she saw that the good job she had been promised was gone, and some people offered him some sweet things, so she took on this protest. Now thinking about it, she admits that she was indeed a little confused.

After all, Manchi was right, David was really not someone that could be easily messed with.

This concerns the social security funds of tens of millions of people. It can be cut without any hesitation. I am afraid no one except David can do such a "rash" thing.

"And you chose to fight back, but you chose the stupidest way. You were so stupid as to say in front of the media and the whole world that the welfare benefits you receive, such as unemployment benefits, have nothing to do with the IRS?"

"In America, let alone your relief money, all your airplanes, cannons, aircraft carriers, rockets, high-rise buildings, and communication facilities, which one of them doesn't use the money of the IRS?"

"You said your relief money has nothing to do with them. Isn't that a slap in the face of the entire IRS? If I were him, I might not dare to announce the cuts to these social security funds right away, but I would definitely find ways to reduce the funds allocated to New York!"

Manchi started to scold angrily again.

"Mr. Manchi, you are right, but our relief funds and unemployment benefits...we did apply to the Ministry of Labor, and the Ministry of Labor applied to the Ministry of Finance, which is separated by several departments..."

Although he kept his head down, Steinbeck tried to justify his actions.

"You...are so stupid!"

"It is true that you receive your relief and unemployment benefits from the Ministry of Labor, and it is also true that the Ministry of Labor applies to the Ministry of Finance for them."

"But don't forget, the source of the money is the IRS."

"As long as they make trouble and take it down, the Ministry of Finance will have no money. If the Ministry of Finance has no money, then what's the use of applying to the Ministry of Labor? In the end, you won't be able to receive it. Do you understand, idiot?"

Manqi was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

Not to mention the homeless and unemployed workers, if the law allowed, he would have strangled Stan to death by these people.

"Look at the people around you. There are only police officers here now, but they can't always be with you. If they really can't get the relief money in the future, you'll be dead. You also know what those homeless people can't do when they have no way to make a living."

Manqi pointed at the homeless people who were watching him eagerly not far away.

After hearing this, Steinbeck and others finally realized the seriousness of their misconduct.

Yes, they are protected by the police now, but the police are not their bodyguards, so how can they protect them all the time?

If the police left, wouldn't those homeless people skin them alive?

Thinking of this, Steinbeck panicked and quickly grabbed Manchi's arm, asking for help: "Mr. Manchi, I was also instigated by others to do this stupid thing. You must save me..."

"Now you finally understand how serious the consequences are!"

Manchi looked at her unhappily.

"I understand. You must save me... You also know that I have a daughter who cannot afford to lose her mother..."

Manchi broke free from his arm and glared at him, saying, "I'll go in and talk to Inspector General David first, but you must apologize in person, even if you have to kneel down and beg for mercy, and ask him to withdraw the order to cut social security funds. Otherwise, even if God comes today, I'm afraid he can't save you!"

After that, Manchi explained the identities of his group to the law enforcement police and then walked into the Manhattan police station.

At this time, David was sitting in the hall.

Manchi walked up quickly and introduced himself: "Hello, Inspector General David, let me introduce myself first. I am the Minister of Labor of New York, and these are my colleagues..."

He first introduced himself, and then took his colleagues to shake hands with David one by one.

"Mr. Manchi, how can I help you?"

At this juncture, the Minister of Labor came here, and David certainly guessed that it was related to social security funds, but he did not say it clearly.

"That's right, Inspector General David. First of all, on behalf of those unemployed workers, I want to express my sincere apologies to you and the IRS. They should not question the value that your IRS has created for this society and this country."

After finishing speaking, Manqi turned his head and looked at the door, shouting, "Come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several protesters led by Steinbeck were brought in.

Realizing that they had gotten into big trouble, they all turned pale and trembled, lowering their heads and not daring to look David in the face.

"What are you standing there for? Speak!"

Different from the respectful tone and attitude he showed towards David, Manchi was not polite at all when dealing with the other people, and his tone was like he was yelling at a prisoner.

"me……"

Several people stammered but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"It's okay, you are not wrong. After all, we Americans advocate freedom of speech. You don't have to take any responsibility for what you said just now."

David's words sounded comforting on the surface, but to Steinbeck and his friends, they became a haunting note.

Yes, they are irresponsible for what they say, but now their relief money, unemployment benefits and other benefits have 'disappeared', and they have to bear the anger of thousands of homeless people and unemployed workers in this city.

How is this different from killing them?
Thinking of this, Steinbeck could not bear it anymore and apologized with tears in his eyes: "I am sorry, Inspector General David, I have realized my mistake, please forgive me..."

"I also realized that I was wrong and should not have questioned the contributions of Inspector General David and your IRS."

"Me too……"

As soon as Steinbeck opened his mouth, several of his companions immediately burst into tears.

"Inspector General David, you've seen that they've realized the mistakes they made this time. Why don't you just... take back your decision?"

"Without relief and unemployment benefits, many people in this city will not be able to survive!"

"And look at the situation outside. If they lose their relief money, I'm afraid their lives will be in danger. They have families and children. Look..."

Manchi's sincere words did not impress David. He smiled and replied, "Mr. Manchi, it's too late now. I believe you have also seen that our General Administration has already issued a notice on this matter, proving that our director and his senior officials are very angry!"

In fact, what he wanted to say was, you said that relief funds and unemployment benefits have nothing to do with our IRS?
Now that they see that the situation is not right, they say they want to go back and they have to go back. What do they think the IRS is?

"This... Inspector General David, you are right, but the content of the announcement is this, saying that we will support all your decisions. In other words, as long as you agree to withdraw the order to cut New York's social security funds, I believe that the senior officials of your General Administration will definitely agree!"

Manqi's face looked a little ugly, but he still pleaded bravely.

"Why should I take back this order? Should I slap myself in the face in public?"

David asked in return. (End of this chapter)