Most of the pickpockets could accept this.
However, Li Biao's face darkened.
According to this tax rate, wouldn't he have to give out more than 20000 US dollars every month?
This was simply a huge loss!
However, things had already developed to this stage. It would definitely not work if they did not pay.
He could only grit his teeth and admit defeat.
"Come, Mengmeng, you write the tax receipt for this batch of people, I will write it for this batch.”
"Ah, are you giving this batch of people to me?"
Ma Mengmeng put away her gun and pointed at herself in surprise.
According to the regulations of the IRS.
Every inspector would issue a tax receipt, which would be counted on their own performance.
And now, Su Yi asked her to issue tax stamps to this group of people.
That was equivalent to giving her a performance, which made Ma Mengmeng feel a little guilty.
After all, this group of pickpockets were all 'subdued' by Su Yi. She did not contribute much to it.
"Open it, I can't handle it alone!”
In Eaglejam Nation, there was an unwritten rule in the FBI, CIB, and even the IRS.
When you and your partner are on a mission.
Even if you solved the case yourself, you should at least let your partner take some credit. Only then would you be able to survive in this body.
Therefore, how could Su Yi be too busy? It was just the way of the world.
"Alright then!"
Ma Mengmeng looked at Su Yi gratefully.
The bureau had already given the inspectors a tough tax quota, which made the pressure she was under extremely huge.
If this batch of tax stamps were issued, then the target for this month would be more than half completed.
……
[Prompt: Congratulations to the host for successfully collecting a tax. You have received a reward of 708 dollars.]
[Prompt: Congratulations to the host for successfully collecting a tax. You have received a reward of 1102.3 USD.]
【……】
As the tax stamps were issued one by one, the system's notification sound continuously resounded in Su Yi's mind.
Half an hour later.
Nearly 40 pickpockets at the scene had collected their tax stamps.
At this moment, Su Yi also asked Li Biao,"Oh right, I want to ask you something.”
"What is it?"
"Do you know where Red Rose is? Or where can I find her?"
Hearing this, Li Biao's expression changed just like the brothel madame in the red-light district.
"I don't know!"”
"You don't know? Don't tell me that the harder it is for you to help, the more you don't have to pay tribute to her every month?”
Su Yi was a little puzzled.
It was understandable that the brothel madame didn't know where the red rose was.
However, Li Biao was the boss of Chinatown.
How could he not know?
" Of course, but she sends her subordinates to collect them every month. How can small fries like us see her…"
"Subordinate? What's his name? Do you have any information about him?”
" Sir, don't make things difficult for us. We can't afford to offend Red Rose. If she finds out that we 'betrayed' her, our brothers will lose our lives…"
“……”
Following that, no matter how Su Yi interrogated him, the other party refused to reveal any information about the red rose. Clearly, he was extremely afraid of this underground emperor of Chinatown.
Regarding this, Su Yi was also helpless.
After all, he could use any tough measures to collect taxes.
But now, they had also paid their taxes honestly.
He couldn't possibly continue to extort confessions through torture, right?
Not far away from the hotpot restaurant.
"Su Yi, are you really going to collect taxes from this red rose?" Ma Mengmeng immediately asked.”
"Of course I want to. To be able to receive her tax is better than a thousand of these small shrimps. Maybe I can even get a refund…Forget it!”
What Su Yi actually wanted to say was:
If he could receive the tax on the red roses, the money that the system would transfer to him would be enough to retire.
"Don't be rash. This woman is not to be trifled with.”
"Besides, after the tax reform, the director told us to be careful when it comes to red roses.”
Ma Mengmeng advised.
"Don't worry, I know what to do!"
"Alright, by the way, Su Yi, have you really investigated these pickpockets in detail?”
"Of course."
"How did you investigate it in such detail?”
“……”
Just as Su Yi was still prevaricating with Ma Mengmeng.
In the branch office of the IRS in Chinatown.
"F * ck, are you going to hand it over or not? If you don't, I'll send you to prison immediately!”
"I'm an unemployed person. What kind of f * cking tax am I?”
"You're fucking unemployed. You're in a big gang, and you earn at least 10000 USD a month from all kinds of shady businesses. Do you think the IRS is blind?”
"If you say 10000 dollars, then 10000 dollars. If you have the ability, show me the evidence. If you don't have the ability, then show me how you brought me here and how you sent me out.”
"You motherf * cker…"
“……”
The entire branch office was filled with curses.
Countless of IRS inspectors were furious.
After the bureau issued a death order.
They came to Chinatown in full force and searched for criminals.
However, when they heard that taxes were to be collected, these criminals did not even bother paying taxes.
Left with no other choice, they could only take tough measures to bring the criminals back to the station, planning to use coercion and bribery again.
However, these criminals were still the same as before. They still had the look of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water if you could not produce evidence.
Money? No!
Was he going to die? Then take your rotten life!
This made the inspectors feel as if they had punched cotton. They were furious and powerless.
One had to know.
Even the FBI and CIB had to be polite to them.
Now, these trash from society actually dared to be so disrespectful to them.
This was simply unreasonable.
"We can't go on like this…"
Jason Lee, who was supervising from the side, looked at the situation with a worried expression.
Although the IRS had a lot of power, they still needed evidence.
Like the original Al. Capone.
Everyone in Ying-chan knew that he was a mafia boss who had committed countless murders.
But even if the IRS were to take action, they would still need to send an inspector to infiltrate the internal department first. After three years of undercover work, they would find the account book as evidence before they could officially launch the thunderbolt operation.
Where could these small fries find evidence of their crimes?
And this had nothing to do with Al. Capone's case was different.
Al. Capone, that was because the whole Yingjiang was determined to get rid of him.
The only thing the IRS wanted was for these criminals to pay their taxes.
"Chief, why don't we freeze all their cards and teach them a lesson first?”
Without evidence, it was impossible to convict them.
However, as long as the IRS suspected you of tax evasion, even if there was no evidence, they had the right to freeze all your accounts.
That was why Mikey suggested it.
Even a fresh flower, an evaluation ticket, or a monthly ticket would do…
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