David carefully reviewed the data Nisen and the others had organized, and after making sure there were no problems, he replied, "Should be no problem now, you've all been busy the entire night, go get some rest."
"Rest? How can I even sleep now, with the results of the "Create a God" plan being announced at noon? I couldn't sleep even if I took sleeping pills at this point."
"Alright..."
David smiled, shrugged, pushed the data forward, and said, "Send these documents to the headquarters in Washington D.C. Also, remind those people in the various prisons that they need to pay their taxes before 12.30, we can't keep dragging this on!"
"Okay."
Buckynison Simmons left the room.
...
Washington D.C. Headquarters.
Deputy Director Donald's secretary walked in with the data that had just been faxed over and said, "Mr. Donald, this is from David."
Donald nodded, picked it up, and began to read carefully. After half an hour, a broad smile spread across his face.
According to the data, the source of the three large sums of tax money from David was generated through special consumption in special prison cells, and it also included the internal ledgers of three prisons, detailing every transaction without any possibility of falsification or violation.
It seemed just as David had said yesterday, there was nothing irregular about his funds, or perhaps he had reached some agreement with GCO for election campaign funding.
"Hmph, let's see what you all have to say now!"
Donald snorted coldly. Yesterday, Rohan's group had been suspecting that David was in collusion with GCO Prison, but now that this evidence was in front of them, they surely couldn't continue to argue fallaciously, could they?
And the elected representative for this "Create a God" project had to be none other than David!
Twenty minutes later, Director Obadiah announced a high-level meeting, and all the senior figures with various thoughts headed towards the meeting room.
So, it was clear to anyone with eyes that these funds, which could be legally avoided for taxes, being transferred to Brown definitely involved some trickery.
"What do you mean by that? How is this 'bookkeeping'? Tell me, which of these funds are not considered tax revenue?"
"Exactly, since 'white money' was already designated to be used for campaign capital for the God-making project, as long as the 'white money' is legal and compliant, there is no problem..."
"Every single one of Brown's transactions can be traced back to its source of tax payment and has detailed records; that can't possibly count as misconduct, right?"
The rebuttals from Rohan and others made Donald and his group itch with frustration.
Indeed, Brown's financial records were impeccably compliant with the regulations, much like the famous Simpson case where everyone knew Simpson killed his wife, but his legal team exploited loopholes in the law to avoid punishment.
And now, Brown's financial data was the same—everyone knew the money was not obtained through normal taxation, but its source was unequivocally revenue generated from taxes, a point that was indisputable.
"Alright, since it complies with the law, there is no issue. Deputy Director Donald, what are you waiting for, bring out David's financial data for everyone to see!"
Director Obadiah knew that continuing the argument was pointless. As long as David's financial data were shown to be in compliance, everything would be settled.
Upon being reminded, Donald seemed to awaken from a trance. He immediately picked up the documents he had brought, pushed them in front of Rohan, and scoffed, "Vice Director Rohan, this is David's financial data. You take a 'careful look' to see if there's any problem."
As he said 'careful look,' he emphasized it with a hint of sarcasm.
Rohan didn't delay, opening the documents immediately. But soon, his expression gradually darkened and eventually turned ashen.
Seeing his reaction, Brown's supporters also felt a sense of unease, and they quickly pulled the documents over to inspect them.
Yet as they delved into the contents, they shared the same reactions as Rohan earlier; either their faces turned ashen or their expressions grew somber.
Still, some were not willing to give up. They scrutinized the financial data again, in search of any flaw or potential point of attack.
But no matter how they looked or searched, they found nothing that could be contested. Eventually, all of Brown's supporters slowly grew pale as if facing death.