Chapter 81: Chapter 79: Big Exposure for the CIA?

In the office, David, who was reviewing documents, heard the landline ring and quickly picked it up, "Hello."

"Director David, there are two CIA agents who say they want to see you."

Upon hearing the voice from the other end of the phone, a puzzled expression appeared between David's brows.

CIA agents coming to see him?

What was this about?

"Director David, are you listening?"

"Then have them come to my office!"

After all, the CIA is America's law enforcement agency. David decided to meet with them and see what they wanted.

Five or six minutes later, someone knocked on the office door.

Accompanied by David's invitation to enter, Jerome and Brod walked in.

[Name: Jerome Bond.]

[Occupation: CIA Senior Agent.]

[Monthly Income: 11,000 US dollars, grey income 46,000 US dollars.]

[Income details: On December 7th, killed a Bear Country agent in Ukrania, seized 230 thousand US dollars, pocketed 20 thousand US dollars; on December 23rd, turned an engineer within Bear Country, swallowed up 20 thousand dollars of turncoat funds...]

[More details: ...]

[Tax due: 11,500 US dollars.]

...

[Name: Brod Dodge.]

[Occupation: CIA Senior Agent.]

[Monthly Income: 11,000 US dollars, grey income 46,000 US dollars.]

[Income details: On December 7th, killed a Bear Country agent in Ukrania, seized 230 thousand US dollars, pocketed 20 thousand US dollars; on December 23rd, turned an engineer within Bear Country, swallowed up 20 thousand dollars of turncoat funds...]

[More details: ...]

[Tax due: 11,500 US dollars.]

Uncertain of the reason for their visit, David subconsciously used his "Golden Finger" to check their information.

But this check was shocking.

Seeming to notice David's confusion, Brod chimed in from the side, "That's right, Director David. As we understand, this hacker named Koffdale has long maintained a cooperative relationship with a spy from Bear Country."

"This spy recently used the information obtained from Koffdale to cause us very heavy losses."

"And, according to Koffdale's statement, it seems that your IRS might have the identity of this spy, so could you please cooperate with us?"

Upon hearing this, David finally understood, but his expression instantly turned cold.

The fact that Koffdale had been caught was already depressing enough for him.

Now, these people from the CIA actually wanted Maggie's information?

They were thinking way too highly of themselves!

David crossed his arms in front of his chest and replied, "I'm sorry, but you agents must have heard of the Black Tax Act, and according to the regulations of the Black Tax Act, as long as taxes are paid to us, the IRS is obligated to keep their identities confidential. No official organization has the right to demand their information from us!"

What he meant by this was, basically, telling them to either investigate on their own or take a hike.

Want information from me?

No chance!

Both of them clearly understood his point,

Brod was fine, having anticipated this result already, and just felt a slight disappointment without any sign of dissatisfaction.

But Jerome's face darkened and he looked at David with some discontent, saying, "Director David, I am well aware of the regulations of the Black Tax Act."

"But this spy is not just any criminal; he has caused great harm to our CIA, to our nation!"

"Such criminals are to be condemned by every citizen of America, and I don't think they should be protected by the regulations of the Black Tax Act. You understand what I'm saying, right?"

This made David snort coldly in his heart.

The harm to the CIA had nothing to do with the IRS!

You've captured her, preventing me from collecting taxes in the future—that's the real damage to me!

Although he thought so, he did not show his cards outright but responded calmly, "Well, in that case, perhaps, Agent Jerome, you could persuade Congress to change the regulations of the Black Tax Act. Then I would be happy to provide you with the identity of the spy. How does that sound?"

"Director David!"

Jerome glared at David.

A single law requires approval from several committees in Congress, plus the votes of more than 500 members of the Senate and House of Representatives.

How could he, a mere agent, dictate a change?!

David also grew angry, fearlessly meeting Jerome's gaze head-on, and declared, "Agent Jerome, you need to understand where you are. This is the IRS, not the CIA. Here, we have the final say!"