Director Kate Joyner shrugged helplessly and said: "But we follow the procedures, and indeed many times we are a step slower, and sometimes if we are a step slower, the result will be completely different."

"He's such a bastard, isn't he?"

Susan complained empathetically.

"To a certain extent, yes!"

Kate nodded.

This kind of suspicion and disdain for their ability as law enforcement officers really made them feel unhappy, but they were unable to refute it.

Because Chuck is always proven right afterwards.

This time, because the IRS was taking the lead, and Kate, the branch director, was personally in charge, the tactical team and other things were already in place in advance.

But even so, when Susan and Kate followed the tactical team, broke into the formation according to the standard, and entered while ensuring their own safety, the experienced people who should run had already run away.

"What are you doing?"

Mr. Gambino Jr. was sitting on the boss's chair, smoking a cigar, looking at the people who came in at leisure, and asking questions with a majestic expression.

As the heir of the family, he is a decent person and there is no need to run away.

"I hope that guy can save someone in time."

Susan whispered to Kate, then took out her ID and began to identify herself: "Internal Revenue Service Financial Commissioner, Anthony Gambino, you are suspected of tax evasion, please cooperate with our investigation."

"Tax evasion?"

Mr. Gambino Jr. smiled: "We are a formal company and have hired Drybeck Accounting Firm to take charge of our finances. If you have any questions, please go to them."

"We will."

Susan had already seen a familiar figure, her eyes brightened, and her voice became more confident: "But I think Drybeck is only responsible for your apparent business, and what we are looking for is your real business."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Mr. Gambino Jr. smiled calmly.

"Oh, is it?"

Susan looked at Chuck and the bald old accountant who came in from the side door: "Mr. Francesco Strawberry, what do you think of this?"

Mr. Gambino's face changed, and he secretly cursed his men for their incompetence. When the FBI broke into the door, he asked his men to take the bald old accountant out of the secret passage and execute him. It took him so long, but he even did it to an old man.

If you don't drop it, you are really incompetent.

Now there's trouble.

The bald old accountant is the one who is really in charge of their business accounts.

The bald old accountant looked at Mr. Gambino with complicated eyes, feeling extremely sad and angry. He just wanted to be an accountant and didn't care about anything else. Why couldn't he be allowed to be a simple accountant?

If Chuck hadn't suddenly stepped out of the shadows and chosen loyalty, he would have been strangled to death.

He has been in charge of the accounts of the Gambino family for more than 40 years, and has almost watched Mr. Gambino grow up. He knows that Mr. Gambino is extremely obsessed with the Godfather movie, often quotes it, and recently even secretly funded the production of one.

The related movie specifically invited actor Al Pacino, the godfather of the movie, to play the role.

But he never expected that Mr. Gambino Jr. would actually persuade his father to attack the loyal man because he kept calling him Mr. Gambino Jr. instead of Mr. Gambino or even Godfather.

What is this thing called?

"Mr. Gambino, you ruined my chance to be a good person."

The bald old accountant felt extremely sad and angry, and his thousands of words finally turned into one sentence.

"..."

IRS Financial Commissioner Susan, FBI New York Bureau Director Kate Joyner, and all the FBI were speechless, except for Chuck, who all looked a little unhappy.

Okay.

If you cooperate with them, you will no longer be a good person?

Saying this in front of the Gambino family members of the calf trafficking group sounded extremely ironic.

Chuck looked calm.

He is just a consultant everywhere. Strictly speaking, he is not a member of the law enforcement agency at all. What does the bald old accountant's sincere words hidden with infinite ridicule have to do with him?
Chapter completed!