American Tax Officer

Chapter 197: Chapter 143: You Still Want to Persist Stubbornly, Right?_3

"The IRS is coming for us with a vengeance after 1200 years..."

"It's obviously a retaliatory action against us for carrying out the state government's crackdown directive. They're probably trying to make an example out of us!"

"Indeed, but I must say, this David is quite capable. He silently made his way to Sparks and managed to put away a deputy mayor and a police chief..."

Those present were engaged in a heated discussion.

At this moment, Pristonley interjected, "The question now is whether we should continue to carry out the state bureau's crackdown directive. If we do, will this David come after our Henderson City next and take his revenge?"

"That's hard to say..."

"Although he took down two officials in Sparks City, as long as everyone here stays clean, we shouldn't need to worry so much, right?"

"Even if you're clean, it's not always safe. With matters like tax collection, let's not even mention the 'Black Tax Bill,' there's always room for oversight. If they really want to get us, they're bound to find something to grab onto..."

"..."

Opinions were polarized among the attendees, with some worried and others unconcerned, believing that no matter how capable David might be, he was merely human, not God; he couldn't simply find leverage on them whenever he wished.

Just then, the meeting room's door opened, and Pristonley's secretary walked in, handing over a phone: "Mr. Mayor, Secretary Eugene from the Governor's office is on the line."

Pristonley took the call and after seven or eight minutes, he appeared to have received some promise. He then assertively said to those present, "Never mind what's happening in Sparks. The directive for our crackdown remains unchanged!"

Upon hearing this, some of the concerned attendees frowned, but since the highest authority in City Hall had made a decision, they found it inappropriate to argue further.

Beyond Henderson City.

Meanwhile, at the town halls of Nevada State's 17 cities, officials were also discussing the major upheaval in Sparks City.

However, officials like Saloyan from the Las Vegas City Hall felt an immense sense of relief.

Relieved that they did not follow the 18 cities in enforcing the state government's crackdown directive, or else they would have been the first to fall.

After all, if David could stir up such a significant scandal in Sparks, it would probably be even easier for him to target them in Las Vegas.

But unlike Las Vegas.

In the other 16 cities, many officials in the town halls were indeed shaken by the event.

Yet after receiving reassuring calls from the state government, along with promises of various benefits, they hardened their hearts and chose to continue with the crackdown directive.

Perhaps they didn't believe that David could really reach them!

In Sparks City.

"Well done, Director David. You've made quite the headlines in Sparks without anyone knowing, surely keeping many people awake at night."

"That's exactly the effect I wanted. Otherwise, how would they cancel the crackdown directive?"

"Alright, then. Just keep up the stir. No worries about the office; we still have so many days until the assessment period ends."

"Understood, Chief."

David had returned to the West City sub-bureau, where he briefed William on the situation here.

After hanging up the phone, Richards came over and said, "Just received word from City Hall that they've canceled the crackdown directive. Our black tax collection efforts can proceed as usual!"

Honestly, he felt a bit of regret that City Hall backed down so quickly. He had been hoping that David would continue to take action, picking off a few more officials to boost their sub-bureau's tax achievements.

But now that plan had fizzled out.

"That's good..."

David wasn't too surprised. If 1200 years of harsh punishment couldn't intimidate those people at City Hall, then their guts were surely made of barrels.

Richards then asked, "What's next...?"

David replied, "Check out the situation in the other 17 cities for me, see what the reaction is in their town halls!"

"No problem!"

An hour later.

Richards came back to David, saying, "We've checked. After the incidents with Bitcher and Adelaide, the other 17 cities have received the news. Many officials in their town halls were indeed intimidated, but it turns out, all 17 cities have no intention of canceling the crackdown directive."

"Oh?"

David was slightly surprised.

Were the fates of Bitcher, Adelaide, and the severe 1200-year punishment still not enough to deter the town halls of the other 17 cities?

It seemed that they were still clinging to the hope that they wouldn't be targeted!

Well, in that case, they couldn't blame him for continuing to 'massacre.'

Seeing the fierce glint in David's eyes, Richards asked softly, "Director David, is there anything we at the West City sub-bureau can do to help?"

"No need. Next, I plan to pay a visit to neighboring Henderson City!"

Upon hearing this, Richards instantly felt disappointed; since David was heading to Henderson, there wouldn't be anything for the West City sub-bureau to do.

But quickly, something seemed to dawn on Richards, and he promptly asked, "Director David, since you're going to Henderson, do you have any acquaintances in the IRS there?"

"Not as of now."

Rising to the occasion, Richards responded, "If that's the case, let me recommend a Chief Tax Officer to you. He's an old friend of mine, absolutely reliable and safe in his work. You might need him over there!"

"That would be helpful. Thank you."

David didn't refuse, for although he possessed a powerful 'golden finger,' it was still someone else's territory, and he would need the cooperation of the local IRS to complete a series of tasks.