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"It's hard to say, Governor. Think about it—if Gavin is really in David's grip and is currently helping him against us, then we can't afford to ignore this possibility!"
Reminded by Eugene's words, Stevenson gradually calmed down.
After careful consideration, assuming Gavin was indeed controlled by David, and everything he was doing was to lull him into a false sense of security, indeed, it was a dangerous situation.
"Arrange my schedule for me. I will personally go see Gavin tomorrow morning!"
After much thought and in order to test the waters, Stevenson decided it was best to meet with Gavin face-to-face, to see if he could confirm his suspicions and plan his next move accordingly.
The time came to the next morning.
After waking up, David first freshened up, then went to the hotel's dining area, and had breakfast with Buckynison Simmons and the others.
"Damn, Brown Soros just made another nine million!"
Nisen's complaint made David and the others, including Bucky Simmons, pause, before they took out their phones and checked the tax achievement rankings.
Before they arrived in Carson City, Brown Soros's tax achievements were at forty-one million one hundred and sixty thousand, and now it had shot up to fifty-five million two hundred thousand.
Meanwhile, Bellamy Hattie, who was second, had her tax achievements increase from thirty-five million sixty thousand to forty-seven million six hundred and thirty thousand.
As for David himself, he made ten million eight hundred thousand US dollars from the counterfeit money case on Main Street, bringing his total tax achievements to forty million one hundred and fifty thousand.
But due to wasting several days after arriving in Carson City, he had only increased his tax achievements by two million, presently at forty-two million one hundred and fifty thousand, ranking third in the nation.
He was only trailing Bellamy Hattie, who was in second, by about five hundred thousand, which seemed manageable to catch up to.
However, he trailed Brown Soros, who was in first place, by over thirteen million, and with less than a week left in the assessment period, he needed to make the most of his time.
"Dudu dudu..."
While David was lost in thought, his phone rang. He focused his eyes and saw it was a call from Gavin, so he answered right away, "What's the matter?"
"Director David, I just received a notification. Stevenson is coming to my office and is expected to arrive in half an hour!"
"Got it."
David had been preparing to investigate Stevenson today and was wondering how to meet him, but now the opportunity had presented itself.
"Stop eating, we're going to the FBI Office!"
Seeing that David had spoken and was leaving, Buckynison Simmons and the others didn't dare to delay and quickly followed after wiping their mouths.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the FBI Office, parked the car across the street, and began waiting.
About ten minutes passed, and suddenly, a series of urgent siren sounds filled the air, caughting everyone's attention.
Down the street, they saw several motorcycle policemen leading the way, followed by four black Cadillacs.
The procession reached the front of the FBI Office, and the leading motorcycle officers parked their bikes and began to disperse the surrounding crowd.
From the three Cadillacs at front and back, several Secret Service agents armed to the teeth emerged and began to form a protective detail around the middle vehicle.
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Finally, the door of the middle Cadillac opened, and Stevenson and Eugene both stepped out of the car.
"What a grand affair; anyone would think the President had arrived!"
Nisen couldn't help but comment sarcastically at the spectacle.
"Well, he is the Governor, the most powerful man in Nevada. It's normal for him to have this kind of entourage."
"It's simple, in the end, this matter will have absolutely nothing to do with our IRS!"
Hearing this, and recalling the people David had them investigate recently, the three people, including Director Egbert, seemed to think of something, and their expressions suddenly relaxed.
Being smart people, they naturally understood what David meant by his words.
After that, Director Egbert responded, "If that's the case, then there's no problem, but what do you want us to do?"
"No need to rush that!"
David turned his head towards Bellamy and Lorio and said, "Bellamy, Lorio, I need you to pick some reliable inspectors. When the time comes, I'll tell you what to do!"
"Can do, that's no problem at all."
After discussing this matter with Director Egbert and others, David returned to his temporary office, took out some paper and a pen, and began to write.
An hour later, he stopped writing and carefully examined the list of personnel, details, and financial records he had noted down on the paper.
After making sure there were no issues, he called over Bellamy and Lorio and handed them the essential points of the written materials, cautioning them, "Stevenson must be on his guard by now. Let the inspectors heading out for the investigation be careful. Additionally, I'll arrange for FBI assistance for them!"
The two nodded their understanding, then proceeded to review the paper materials he had handed over, but as they took in the contents, their faces also showed surprise.
"The repairs of the Golden Ear Bridge, the local city hall has been applying for it for many years without approval for procedures or funding. Turns out, Stevenson had already reserved this political achievement for 'his own people'!"
"And the Nevada Agricultural Export Act, this act can be considered as infringing on the rights of our state's farmers, so that's the reason behind it..."
After reviewing the materials on the paper, both Bellamy and Lorio, the tax officers, expressed an epiphany.
"Go, find everything I need from within, and start controlling the relevant personnel!"
"We're on it right away!"
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The following morning, at around 11 o'clock, as David was reviewing case files in his temporary office, he heard a knock at the door and immediately responded, "Come in."
The next moment, Bellamy and Lorio pushed the door open and entered.
Bellamy placed two sealed document bags in front of the desk and said, "As per your request, these are the documents you needed."
"This is also information you needed."
Lorio placed two more document bags on the table.
David picked them up and began examining them. About half an hour later, his expression appeared satisfied, and he asked, "There weren't any complications, were there?"
"None at all. The leads you provided were very detailed, and with the FBI's assistance, we virtually got everything without any effort."
"Good."
David picked up the phone, dialed Lawson Rubins's number, and said, "Mr. Lawson, shall we find a place to talk?"
"Del Armo Park?"
"That works, I'll be there in half an hour."
Del Armo Park was located in the southern part of Carson City and was a popular recreational and entertainment spot.
At that moment, inside a pavilion near the park's lake, Lawson stood on the edge, continuously casting bait into the lake.
"Mr. Lawson, they've arrived," came the reminder from his secretary.
Upon hearing this, Lawson scattered the rest of the bait into the lake, patted his hands, and turned around.
He saw David, along with Buckynison Simmons, approaching along the pavilion's path.