"You gangsters should have heard of Al. Capone…"
Su Yi was unflustered and once again pushed Ai 'er away. Capone's story was brought out.
After listening to the whole story, Jinji frowned and his face sank into a gloomy state.
That's right.
These gangsters had naturally heard of Al. Capone's story.
However, to be honest.
At that time, he was the godfather of the underworld in all of Yingjiang. His status was many times higher than those hooligans. The two could not be compared.
But then again.
Al. Capone was Alcapone, he was too high-profile.
As the saying goes, the bird that sticks out gets shot.
Compared to him, he was just a hooligan.
Why did the IRS have to mess with him?
Could it be that he could still be with Al. Like Capone, sending a spy to his subordinates for three years to investigate?
Thinking of this, Jin Ji looked around at his underlings behind him, then looked at Su Yi and said disdainfully,"Hmph, don't take it from Al. Capone came to scare me. I really don't believe that you can have our account book!”
"Is that so?"
Su Yi smiled and slowly said,"On December 3rd, you were collecting protection fees on Seventh Street. The owners of three shops had a conflict with you and were injured by you. I believe that if the IRS comes to our door, they will be interested in cooperating."”
" On December 4th, on the same Seventh Street, you had a conflict with the Japanese gang while fighting for territory…"
"December 21st, because of a conflict of interest, a lackey was drowned in a pond on the third mountain peak in the suburbs. Do you want me to bring someone to fish him out?”
"I wonder if these can be considered your account books?”
……
"You…"
As Su Yi listed out the evidence one by one, Jin Ji's face instantly turned pale.
Protection fees and injuries were still acceptable.
However, sinking a corpse was a serious first-degree crime.
And the most important thing was…
There was more than one corpse in the pond.
Over the years, many of their sect's competitors had been thrown there after they were eliminated.
If this was exposed, not to mention him, the entire Bang Nation would be in deep trouble!
"How is it? Can you pay the tax?”
"You also inserted needles here!？”
Jin Ji looked at Su Yi coldly.
He was wondering why Su Yi was so confident. He dared to come here alone to collect taxes from them. It turned out that he already had so much evidence of their crimes.
"I don't need to tell you that!”
"You only need to answer now, hand it over or not!”
"I need to make a phone call!"
Su Yi did not speak, but made a light gesture.
Two to three minutes later.
Jin Ji hung up the phone and walked back from not far away."Are you interested in meeting this old man from our Bang Nation?”
"That's exactly what I'm thinking!"
In Chinatown, the Bangguo Gang wasn't the most powerful, but they were definitely in the top five.
There were at least 300 people who used their name to make a living.
However…
Although there were many people in the Bangzi Gang, they were not a whole from top to bottom.
They were like Hong Xing in the movie Young and Dangerous, with their own factions.
And a leader like Jin Ji was one of the hall masters.
Just like the many halls in Hongxing.
In reality, it was not a big deal for the Bangguo gang to fight for territory, but it was common for them to have conflicts internally.
And now, this old man that Jinji was talking about.
He was a senior who had the ability and prestige to step forward to mediate after the internal conflict of the Bang Nation.
If he said that he had to pay taxes.
Then there was no need for Su Yi to run around and threaten them.
The entire Bang Nation would definitely pay taxes.
Therefore, seeing him and negotiating with him was a effortless thing for Su Yi.
……
Ninth Street, Chinatown.
In a shop called the Square Teahouse.
At this moment, Jin Ji slowly walked in with Su Yi.
As soon as he entered the door, Su Yi smelled several mottled scents, the strongest of which was the fragrance of tea.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the hall.
Su Yi was attracted by an altar in front of him.
On the altar were offerings of incense and fruits, and in the center was a statue of Guan Gong!
"Although we are from the Bangguo, we also respect Guan Yu's generosity, hospitality, and loyalty. These are all things that we need to learn!”
A hoarse voice sounded, making Su Yi unable to help but look sideways.
There were six or seven people sitting on a row of classical wooden chairs on the right.
The one sitting at the head of the table was a slightly bloated and fat man. An old man who looked kind.
Name: Song Fu
[Class: Gangster veteran]
[Month income: 668683 USD.]
[Details of income: December 3rd, the sect members received 15689 dollars in profit from the tribute. December 4th…]
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"That's more like it!"
After scanning through the old man's information, Su Yi was overjoyed.
This was the real big fish, much more valuable than gold foundation.
If he could make this big fish pay taxes.
Tonight's overtime was really worth it.
[Name: Song Daolin]
[Occupation: Gang Leader]
[Details of income: …]
【……】
Other than the old man called Song Fu, Su Yi examined the other people in succession, but the results he obtained were somewhat disappointing.
It seemed that this Song Fu was the old man that Jin Ji had mentioned.
As for those who did not have a high income.
He should be the leader of the Bangguo gang, just like Jinji.
"This must be this old master, right?”
Song Fu nodded and pointed to the wooden chair beside him."Mr. Inspector, you've come to Chinatown to collect taxes so late at night. It's really hard on you. Sit down and have a cup of tea!”
Su Yi did not stand on ceremony. He sat down and picked up the tea he had poured and put it into his mouth.
"Tsk tsk, what good tea!"
"This is authentic West Lake Longjing tea. It's listed as a tribute in China. Only some dignitaries and nobles can enjoy it. If you like it, I still have half a catty here.”
Hearing this, Su Yi sneered in his heart.
This Song Fu seemed to say that he wanted to give him tea, but his words showed the strength of his interpersonal relationships.
At the same time, he also wanted to use this to show off his might and rope him in.
"Tea is good tea, but I prefer coffee. Thank you for your kindness, sir!" Su Yi replied calmly.”
Song Fu's eyes flashed with regret.
Of course, he could hear the meaning of Su Yi's rejection.
Even a fresh flower, an evaluation ticket, or a monthly ticket would do…
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