Chapter 105: Chapter 94: The Start of Counter-Terrorism?

Nightshade Club.

With the doors sealed by the exclusive seal of the Tax Bureau, it signified that the nightclub was officially shut down.

"Lots of familiar faces here today, I'm sorry to disturb your employment, but there's no helping it, the law is merciless!"

David expressed his regret to the hostesses and dancers from the DA who had come there to work, then turned to the new faces and said, "You all know about the DA affair, I assume. Let's all cooperate and pay the taxes due at our Tax Bureau tomorrow. Alright, everyone go home!"

With the example of DA before them.

Therefore, even if the dancers and hostesses harbored grievances, they dared not say more and could only disperse one after another.

When most of the people had gone, Nisen stepped forward and said, "Chief Tax Officer, something doesn't seem right. There has been no reaction at all from Dieter's side."

When they had shut down DA yesterday, Dieter had at least sent Sapir over.

But today, with the shutdown complete, there was still no response from Dieter's side, which struck Nisen as somewhat abnormal.

David's face showed contemplation, and after a moment he replied, "Whatever he's thinking, as long as he doesn't compromise, I'll keep sealing up one of his clubs every day. I don't believe he can keep his cool for long!"

"Understood!"

David walked up to Selina and asked, "This is how we handle cases. How about it, any comments?"

"Is this how direct the Tax Bureau always handles cases?"

Actually, Selina wanted to describe it as 'overbearing.'

Why say so?

Possibly because she had less previous contact with the Tax Bureau.

In her experience, unless it was a direct life threat, be it the police or the FBI, investigations tended to emphasize evidence and a more democratic process.

"Rather than being preyed upon by others, it's better to be preyed upon by our Tax Bureau, at least that way they're indirectly contributing to this country, this society!"

Selina had been taught a lesson and nodded, "I understand, Director David!"

"Good that you do!"

David turned around and said to everyone, "That's it for today, pack it up!"

...

After returning to the office and storing away the equipment, David took a ride in Nisen's car back to his own apartment building.

"See you tomorrow."

Leaving this sentence behind, David prepared to go upstairs.

Just as Nisen was about to drive away, a phone call suddenly halted his movement.

He picked it up and had just exchanged a few words when he noticed a motorcycle driving past.

The motorcycle rider wore a helmet and a black jacket, but the right side of the jacket seemed bulging, which immediately caught Nisen's attention.

Before he could continue observing,

the next second, the man stopped his bike, unzipped the jacket, and pulled out a small submachine gun, aiming it at David who was ready to go upstairs.

Witnessing this scene, Nisen was shocked, but his Marine experience enabled him to react in an instant.

He drew his sidearm wildly, without even having time to aim, and based on his instincts, he pulled the trigger at the man.

As Nisen fired, the gunman also squeezed the trigger at the nearby David.

Fortunately, Nisen's bullet was just 0.001 seconds faster, hitting the man's shoulder and causing his shot to veer off, landing half a meter in front of David.