Chapter 122 No one knows more reason than me

A delicate miniature tranquilizer dart was emitted from the bracelet on Hailey's left wrist.

It has to be said that Hailey is a freak of the Chuck family who not only did not get scrapped but became stronger and stronger during the cruel training. Her fighting talent is off the charts. At this time, she has mastered the angle accuracy of the tranquilizer dart fired by the bracelet.

The landing point of the tranquilizer dart was aimed at the vein in Chuck's neck.

"Holy shit!"

Just when Haili sneaked in secretly, smiling and preparing to tease her unsmiling brother and watch his jokes, the tranquilizer dart that was shot at Chuck was caught between two fingers, leaving Haili stunned.

"This unscientific!"

"No one knows science better than me."

Chuck waved his arm, and the tranquilizer dart he held directly pierced Hailey's neck.

"F..."

Hailey only had time to utter a single letter before she lost consciousness.

Chuck reached out and grabbed her red hood, causing her to hit the ground mindlessly.

Originally, there was something wrong with this little sister's head. If she was injured again, God knows what would happen, so Chuck tried not to hit her head with the previous beatings.

In the front house.

My predecessor's mother, Bran, suddenly became sad again.

"what happened again?"

The bald director was helpless.

"Today is Christmas."

Bran felt sad and began to shed tears.

"Isn't this a happy holiday?"

The bald director advised: "Chuck is here, and we also have Hailey."

"It's just because Chuck came here that I feel bad."

Bran was ashamed and said: "He is such a good child, and I am a very bad mother. It was on Christmas that I left that home and left him, woo woo woo."

"That's it."

The bald director grinned.

In the past, he would have opened his mouth and said, "This is not your fault. It is human nature and right to pursue freedom."

But now, he also has a child, who is still a little cotton-padded jacket. Although he has a bit of a black-hearted tendency, he has become a little bit older. If his daughter was abandoned by her mother at Christmas, he would not be able to bear it.

"I still remember Chuck's anxious shouting when I left. Why was I so cruel at that time?"

Bran continued to shed tears: "Now look at what Chuck did? He is so good."

"..."

The bald director opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He was wondering, is there a possibility that Chuck doesn't care at all?

I don’t care about the past, nor do I care about you as my mother, so why do you seem so good?

The bald director who called Chuck to invite him over for the holiday felt that this possibility was not impossible.

It's just that he didn't dare to say it.

At this moment, Chuck came over carrying Little Red Riding Hood and Haley who had fainted like a chicken.

"What's going on?"

The bald director's face darkened.

"She's sleepy."

Chuck continued walking upstairs, gesturing to Bran to follow him.

"I'm sleepy."

Bran immediately followed him and said with a smile, "This little monkey might as well take a rest."

"Wait in my study."

The bald director could only suppress his heartache for his evil-hearted little cotton-padded jacket and said to Chuck's back.

Chuck carried Hailey into her boudoir, put her on the bed, reminded Bran to give her some medicine and massage, then went to the bathroom to clean up, and then went downstairs to the bald director's study.

"coming."

The bald director wanted to keep a straight face because he couldn't control his anger, but when faced with Chuck's almost expressionless face, his straight face couldn't help but crack open and put on a smile.

.

Chuck nodded, glanced around, and sat down.

"I know you like to be clean. Your mother cleans the house every day."

The bald director smiled and said: "Even my study is no exception."

Chuck looked at him without speaking.

"..."

Seeing this, the bald director knew that Chuck was really indifferent to similar normal greetings, which further confirmed his immature guess.

Chuck really just doesn't care.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

The bald director shook his head, suppressed these thoughts, and said: "I came here this time to ask you to help handle a case. I am now in the audit department of the General Administration, focusing on financial crimes. Do you know who I am targeting?"

"Black money."

Chuck said calmly.

"right."

The bald director nodded and praised: "You really understand. This is what I am mainly responsible for."

"No, this is the only thing you are responsible for."

Chuck corrected him straightforwardly: "The taxes paid by the rich in the upper class are all avoided in a legal and reasonable way. The taxes paid by the billionaires are even zero. You can't collect them, and you don't dare to collect them.

Those at the bottom who have no money are in danger and need welfare subsidies to get by, but you don't get them.

The majority of tax collectors are the middle class.

They have houses, cars, and children, and their lives are relatively stable, and their individual strength cannot resist you. As long as you don't push them to the limit and make them suffer, you law enforcement agencies can survive.

If you suffer them a little longer, your life will become more relaxed.

But if it continues, they, who have been squeezed to the limit, will unite and shout Baga Maga.

Normal people from the upper, middle and lower levels are already like this, and there is no room for imagination.

With the growing criminal needs of Americans, and the accompanying Liu Bei, Xuanyuan, and Ouyang Feng industries, the massive amount of black money that cannot be put on the table will become a blue ocean market with unlimited imagination, which can provide revenue for the IRS.

Provide new rapid growth points.”

"..."

The bald director's mouth twitched.

Is this what he should hear?

Although he doesn't want to admit it, this is indeed his main job as a financial crime director.

"This case is about Ouyang Feng."

After the bald director adjusted his mentality, he said: "They are all cash transactions, which are difficult to track, so even though the bureau has repeatedly issued documents stating that as long as they are willing to pay taxes, all information will be strictly confidential, they still resist and choose whether or not

It is not good to pay without paying, so every once in a while the bureau needs to catch a typical example.

The goal this time is very big and involves several big Ouyang Feng. I will let Agent Susan Green introduce you to the specific situation. She is the IRS financial specialist sent by the bureau this time. She is in charge of this case and you will serve as a consultant.

, Mainly an accounting and auditing consultant, responsible for assisting, how about it, are you interested?"

He still remembered that what Chuck valued most when choosing a case was interesting, not anything else, so he asked specifically.

"have."

Chuck nodded.

This is a big case, and it also involves Ouyang Feng. There will probably be a famous scene where all Ouyang Feng is outside. Such excitement will definitely increase the negative points.

Of course he's interested.

"That's good."

The bald director breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

Although Chuck seems very difficult to get along with and has extremely high demands in all aspects, after meeting his requirements in all aspects and getting his approval, the bald director couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure.
To be continued...