American Tax Officer

Over here in the office.

Smith pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, pushed it in front of David, and said, "Director David, I'd like to offer a favor to your national tax authority, and I wonder if you are willing to accept it!"

David was momentarily startled, then picked up the paper and started examining it.

When he saw the information on the paper, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It contained information about many criminal gangs in the Lake District, including the dealings they were involved in, their addresses, and a rough estimate of their specific incomes.

Presumably, these were the gangs that had dealings with the Smith in front of him.

In principle, Smith had no obligation to provide these people's information to him.

After all, handing over these people's information to the national tax authority would damage Smith's own prestige and revenue.

But why did he do it?

Could it really be, as he said, just to give a favor to the national tax authority?

Or was he afraid that Dieter's case might implicate him?

After thinking for a while, David tentatively spoke, "Chief Smith, your offer of favor seems rather precious..."

Smith spread his hands and answered, "Well then, are you interested in accepting it?"

After thinking for a moment, David replied, "Since you've already handed it over to me, naturally there's no reason not to accept it. I'm grateful for Chief Smith's cooperation with our national tax authority!"

With that response, Smith breathed a sigh of relief.

What is a favor?

A favor is worldly wisdom!

Not only did he pay his own taxes, but he also made his subordinates pay, and on top of that, he had turned in a list of criminals from the Lake District.

As per worldly wisdom, Dieter's case shouldn't possibly involve him anymore, should it?

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And the handover directed by Senator Angstorm could now be considered thoroughly complete!

Without lingering further in thought, Smith stood up. However, just as he reached the door, something suddenly occurred to him, and he turned his head to ask, "Director David, may I ask you a question?"

David looked at him and responded, "What question?"

"I want to know, will your national tax authority send armed forces to capture Dieter?"

"Whether or not to send armed forces is not for us to decide, but rather up to Chief Gael!"

David's words made his meaning clear enough.

If the Indian Tribe willingly surrendered Dieter, they naturally would not bring in armed forces.

But if the Indian Tribe insisted on protecting him, then there would be no other choice, and it would merely be a matter of whose fist was harder.

Clearly understanding, Smith made no further delay and left with Wade and Balk.

After stepping out of the national tax authority and getting into the car,

Wade said thoughtfully, "Do you think that Gael Omaha will really hand over Dieter?"

"I don't think he will hand him over easily. Native Americans are known for their protectiveness, and Dieter is Gael Omaha's nephew. If the Chieftain can't protect his own nephew, what will the rest of the tribe think?"

Listening to Balk's answer, Wade found it quite reasonable.

If Chief Gael Omaha couldn't protect his own relative, how could he protect other tribal members?

Whether for familial ties or the sake of pride and dignity, it certainly wouldn't be easy to give up Dieter.

And if the Indian Tribe dared not surrender him, the national tax authority wouldn't be passive either!

Thinking this, Wade expressed some anticipation, "If that's the case, then if a conflict breaks out between the two sides, it will be major news!"

In his memory, after the national tax authority deployed armed forces to clear out Al Capone's influence in the last century, they had not used armed forces again.

And this time, if they showed their 'might' once more in Las Vegas, the newsworthiness would be imaginable.

"You two, don't collect any money for the time being, and make sure to keep a low profile!"

Smith knew that if such a conflict erupted, a vast amount of media would certainly get involved and delve into what was happening.

It wouldn't be good to have the trouble with the national tax authority settled, only to end up in the hands of the media.

"Got it!"

Both men understood the seriousness of the situation and agreed in unison.

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40 kilometers north of the Lake District, this area was once just a desert, but then, because of government development in Las Vegas, many Native Americans who lived in the city were relocated here, gradually forming the largest Indian Tribe in Las Vegas.

Here, removed from the urban noise and devoid of skyscrapers blocking the sky, lay a vast expanse of land under the blue sky and white clouds.

From above, the architecture is another highlight of the tribe, as both residential and public buildings maintain traditional Indian styles.

Wooden houses, grass huts, and adobe houses are distributed throughout the tribe in an orderly manner, with each building featuring unique designs and decorations, walls adorned with exquisite totems, and eaves hung with colorful feathers and ribbons, filled with a mysterious and rich indigenous ambiance.

The most distinctive feature within the reservation is the casino.

It differs from those luxurious casinos in the city of Las Vegas, appearing more primitive and rich in ethnic characteristics.

The casino is built with earth-colored wood, with the roof covered in straw, blending into the natural environment, allowing people to enjoy both the pleasures of heaven and hell, along with a return to the pure nature of things.

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