Chapter 210: Chapter 151: Breakthrough in the Smuggling Case_2

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David turned to the other two, "What about you?"

"We will pay as well."

The two men didn't even think before admitting it directly.

Since Director David had called them here, and if he had been able to investigate Augustus that thoroughly, did they even need to think?

All their transaction information must have been investigated as well.

Instead of continuing a futile verbal struggle, it was better to save some breath and admit it directly!

"Very good!"

Director David seemed satisfied, and then continued, "I need another favor from you, I want some information about your supplier."

Upon hearing this, the three of them became distressed.

"What's the matter, unwilling to help?"

"It's not that... it's just that our supplier is sick, currently being treated in Deutschland."

David questioned, "The smuggling group you're interacting with isn't small, surely he's not your only contact?"

"They are very cautious, during all this time, the three of us have only dealt with a senior member of their group named Kirwell; we don't know any of the other seniors!"

"If that's the case, how will you get your goods going forward?"

Director David was still unconvinced.

"Kirwell said there will be a shipment coming in a few days, and someone from their group will contact us then."

"In a few days? Is there a precise time? What route will it take?"

"I'm not sure about that..."

Director David's expression darkened, and his gaze shifted to the other two. Suddenly, he noticed that a woman named Sharon, who was acting as a broker, seemed unusually nervous, and he immediately asked, "What about you, Sharon, anything you'd like to add?"

"No... no..."

"Bang!!!"

David suddenly slammed his hand on the table, not only startling Sharon but also scaring Augustus and the other man considerably.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't try to hide it from me, it's not in your best interest, do you understand, Sharon?"

Faced with the imposing David, and recalling how he had dramatically stormed the Indian Tribe with armed forces, Sharon couldn't hold back anymore, and tremulously said, "Once when I was meeting Kirwell to get the goods, he was one hour late.

I later found out his truck driver had a heart attack on the way there, and since I happened to have a friend who was an unemployed truck driver, I recommended him. Maybe my friend knows the route..."

"Fine, ask him where he is now and get him to come here!"

Sharon seemed uneasy, then said, "This... Director David, after all, he is my friend, I don't want him to know I'm the one who's sunk him, I hope you understand... "

After pondering for a moment, David replied, "Alright then, give me his phone number, name, address, and such. We'll handle it ourselves."

"Okay!"

Though he had been very weak, Aubrey's demeanor suddenly tensed upon hearing these three words, and then he tried to feign confusion, asking, "Gentlemen from the IRS, what do you want to know?"

"We have already investigated and found that you work for a smuggling ring, but we are not here to trouble you. Just tell us where this group hides their goods and the smuggling route, then I will turn around and leave. As for the taxes you owe... consider it a reward for your cooperation!"

David couldn't be bothered now with the mere ten thousand US dollars in taxes.

"I... I haven't worked for any smuggling ring, and I don't know any routes. You must have investigated the wrong person!"

Seeing Aubrey still defiant, Simmons immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Aubrey, according to our investigation at the IRS, you've been unemployed for half a year, and all of your accounts have had no funds deposited into them for six months."

"Interestingly, in September, you paid twenty thousand dollars for your daughter's tuition. We've also checked your natural gas and fuel bills over the past few months, expenses totaling over twenty thousand US dollars. Aren't you going to explain the source of that money?"

Aubrey, who was already pale from fever, turned even paler upon hearing this, yet he remained silent.

Simmons continued, "If you keep this up, I'll have no choice but to arrest you for unexplained wealth and tax evasion. Think about your daughter. If you go to prison, how will she survive!"

When his daughter was mentioned, Aubrey could no longer stay silent, and through gritted teeth, he said, "They change the storage location every time, I don't know the new location now, but the smuggling route, it's always come from the Redwood Valley."

"Redwood Valley?"

David knew the place; it was about ten kilometers out from the Indian Tribe, an area sparsely populated.

"When is the next time, and at what hour?"

"Today at 2 a.m. They have a shipment coming in!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, because they initially notified me to go, but this morning I suddenly came down with a high fever and couldn't make it, so I had to call in sick."

"Alright, then Mr. Aubrey, you rest up now!"

On their way back, Bucky suggested, "If we're going to 'intercept' the shipment tonight, should we not call in some extra hands from another team?"

Though smugglers weren't deemed extremely dangerous, he felt it prudent to take precautions.

"Call in other team's hands?... Forget it, we don't need them!"

Calling on another squad's manpower would inevitably require tax money as compensation.

Now this case was splitting the tax with the major division.

So why not use the major division's men?

Keanu was always telling him to ask for help if needed, so not asking would be a wasted opportunity!

He then pulled out his phone and dialed Keanu's number.

"What's the situation, Director David?"

The call connected quickly, and Keanu's voice came through with his inquiry.

"Inspector Keanu, we have a lead on the smuggling case, I need you to arm two squads tonight and come out to support me on a mission!"

"No problem, at what time?"

Keanu was clearly pleased to hear about such significant progress in the smuggling case and agreed readily.

"Let's meet at 11 p.m."