American Tax Officer

Lewis abruptly changed the subject, "By the way, have the tax revenues been tallied today?"

"They have, totaling one hundred and thirty-nine thousand and ten."

The joy in Lewis's brows deepened, and after a pause, he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll take the initiative and carve out eighteen thousand from it, to be equally distributed among the six people in Bucky's team, is that okay?"

"Of course, it's fine!"

David was well aware that although everyone was part of the same team, not everything was done on a voluntary basis.

For today's case, people had set aside a large amount of work and spent a lot of time, so it was only fair to offer them some sort of compensation.

As he was still deep in thought, the six members of Bucky's team on the side were over the moon with joy.

The reason they had cooperated so diligently with David's work was, of course, in the hopes of sharing in some of the tax performance after the fact.

Eighteen thousand US dollars.

If divided among the six people, that would mean three thousand US dollars in tax performance per person.

Considering their current efficiency, this amount would usually take them several days of work, but now they had earned it in one afternoon, which was a complete win.

...

In the time that followed, Lewis continued praising David without stinginess, of course, also wanting to use him as an example to motivate the other team members.

However, there was one thing that Bucky and the others couldn't stop thinking about.

They had assumed that with the Zero Purchase case being so sensational, Lewis would definitely ask David in detail about how exactly the case was completed.

But unexpectedly, Lewis didn't mention any of the specifics, which left several of them wanting to speak up but hesitating to do so.

"Alright, you've successfully completed the Zero Purchase case, I hope you continue to strive hard!"

Lewis opened a cabinet below and pulled out an envelope, pushing it toward David, saying, "This is your new case, go ahead and acquaint yourself with it!"

Without saying much more, David grabbed the envelope and, along with the others, promptly left the office.

Once back at his workstation, he immediately tore open the envelope and pulled out a large stack of documents.

"Hmm? Asian faces?"

Looking at the Asian faces in the documents, Nisen, observing from the side, appeared rather surprised.

However, David didn't get distracted and continued to review the documents.

About twenty minutes later, he finally understood what this case was about.

These individuals, to be precise, were people from the Island Nation.

They were also a gang, mainly involved in car theft, and they especially targeted luxury cars. Their crimes were mostly concentrated in the Lake District, which was under their jurisdiction, which is why the Lake District Sub-Bureau's inspection system had zeroed in on them.

"This gang of car thieves won't be easy to find..."

Having read the documents, Nisen, with his chin propped in his hand, fell into contemplation.

These people were difficult to locate because, unlike the previous group of Zero Purchase Participants, whose information and addresses had already been identified by the taxation bureau's system.

This time, however, the car thieves on the documents had very little specific information available; there were just names, and many had only a photograph.

Las Vegas had a population of over six hundred thousand, with the Lake District alone accounting for more than two hundred thousand. Finding a group of car thieves among so many was challenging, not exactly looking for a needle in a haystack, but certainly quite difficult.

"What about you, do you have any leads?"

Seeing that David did not echo his sentiment, Nisen quickly turned to look at him and noticed David appeared to be in thought, which prompted him to ask.

David took one of the documents and pointed, saying, "Look, according to the police reports, there have been dozens of car thefts in the Lake District this past month, but if you look closely at the identities of these reporting individuals..."

Following the direction of David's finger, Nisen soon noticed the names of the reporters, and when he saw the word 'tourist' in parentheses next to them, his eyes lit up.

"You mean to say, this gang of car thieves doesn't just target anyone, they specifically go after tourists?"

"According to the information, this gang of car thieves has been active in Las Vegas for several years, a group of people from the Island Nation, surviving here for so long naturally has some survival tactics."

Las Vegas, a melange of diverse characters and complex forces, has people with considerable clout.

If this group of Island Nation people dared to provoke some of the local powers, they probably would have been long gone numerous times over, not to mention making a living here for so many years.

Their tactic for survival, naturally, was to only target tourists.

These people come from all over the world and can't stay here for many days. Even if they suffer some losses, at most they would just chalk it up to bad luck and wouldn't take any drastic actions.

In other words, they are relatively easy to bully!

Nisen nodded, understanding the implication of David's words and then asked, "If they only target tourists, that narrows down the scope considerably!"

David picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a number, "Jonathan, I need the latest check-in lists of tourists from Grande Castle, Horseshoe Bay, Aria, these hotels, but mind you, include those with car rental or purchase deals!"

About an hour later.

The bureau's intelligence staff delivered the required documents to David, who carefully reviewed them. Just for today, there were up to fifty tourists involved in car rentals or luxury car services.

Although there were many people, it was a significant narrowing of scope compared to searching for a needle in a haystack.

"Interested in checking it out tonight?"

"I have no problem with that!"

Despite the main credit for solving the two big cases falling on David, as a partner, Nisen too had gained a great deal of recognition, so he was quite motivated now.

...

As night fell, the entirety of Las Vegas seemed to light up; the luxuriant neon lights and dazzling billboards shone through the darkness, illuminating every corner.

Various casinos, hotels, and entertainment venues along the streets flickered continuously with lights.

In the heart of the Lake District, the streets were bustling, luxury sedans, sports cars, and sightseeing buses moved back and forth between locations, while fireworks burst in the sky from time to time, adding brilliance to the city that never sleeps.

At this moment, in the parking lot of Grande Castle Hotel, a Volvo was parked in one spot. Inside the car was Nisen who, while eating a hamburger, watched the surroundings warily and occasionally lifted his wrist to check the time.

A few minutes later.

The right side car door suddenly opened, giving him a start. However, upon seeing the person was David, he complained slightly, "You scared me, weren't we agreed on eight o'clock? Why did you come so late?"

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