Chapter 219: 156: First Pull Out Stevenson's Fangs_2

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Three people followed Isidore and came to a section for history books, where they saw him walk to a nearby locker, enter the password to open the box, and then take out a small suitcase and stuff his own briefcase into it before leaving with it in hand.

As he passed in front of David, he gave a covert glance to David, implying that his mission had been accomplished.

In the time that followed, David and the others pretended to read books while keeping an eye on the locker, trying to see who would appear.

About twenty minutes later.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, a man around 18 or 19 years old, wearing a hip-hop hat, appeared.

He approached the locker, expertly entered the password, took out the briefcase, and casually walked off with it.

[Name: Maxwell Ian.]

[Occupation: Unemployed.]

[Income: 9000 US Dollars.]

[Income Details: On December 7th, stole a wallet at a nightclub, making 800 US Dollars profit; on December 14th, sold two packets of contraband, making 1000 US Dollars profit; on January 11th, picked up contraband for someone, making 300 US Dollars profit...]

[More details:...]

[Tax due: 900 US Dollars.]

After reviewing this guy's personal information, David felt somewhat disappointed.

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This guy was not from the Counterfeit Banknote Group.

He was just a runner hired by the Counterfeit Banknote Group to help collect the money.

"Chief Tax Officer, he's gone."

Seeing that David was still lost in thought, Nisen quickly walked over to remind him.

David then snapped back to reality and immediately followed after him.

Outside the library, the young man named Maxwell Ian got into a Chevrolet and drove toward Casino City Avenue.

And without any delays, David and his team quickly jumped into their car and followed suit.

"There's a breakthrough in the counterfeit case, call out two inspection squads, we're heading to Ansheng Paper Mill to enforce the law!"

"Ansheng Paper Mill?"

At the city district bureau, Keanu paused, surprised by the news.

Of course, he knew there were many similarities between counterfeiting and papermaking.

Therefore, places like paper mills and printing factories had already been subject to his numerous inspections.

And he had investigated Ansheng Paper Mill many times as well, only to dismiss it each time.

"Yes, no time to explain, arrange for people to come over!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it... no, I'll personally lead the team!"

Keanu wanted to see for himself if this paper mill, which he had already ruled out, turned out to be the Counterfeit Banknote Group's base of operations as David claimed.

If so, how did the Counterfeit Banknote Group manage to evade the city district bureau's inspections so many times.

...

Ansheng Paper Mill.

When David and his team arrived, Keanu's people had not yet shown up.

In order to not spook the suspects or provoke a conflict, they waited another 20 minutes before the city district bureau people arrived.

"Director David, sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It was just for a little while, let's go in!"

The paper mill was situated next to a wide river that provided the factory with an ample water supply.

As soon as they walked into the factory, they could sense a strong odor, a mix of wood, chemicals, and dampness.

"Who are you!"

As soon as David and the others set foot inside, a security guard from the guard booth approached with a wary face.