Deathly silence!

Whether it was the room or the other room, there was dead silence.

Except for the splash of stains in the corner of the wall, the purple light source has nothing that can make people feel shocking, even if it is just a little bit!

The leader of the action team in the other room slapped the table violently. According to the plan, the change should be all specially processed "evidence" with fluorescent reaction. As long as the evidence is lit up, it is enough from the process. It proves that Lynch hired some people to collect change in the market, and the purpose is to give the change to Mr. Fox, so that he can quickly wash the stolen money in Mr. Fox's hands through the laundry value-added service, and then deposit it in the bank.

This is a complete process, and although every step seems to be legal from the current point of view, anyone in their right mind can see something illegal from every legal step.

In Mr. Fox's laundromat, for example, the price of washing a piece of clothing may have exceeded the value of the clothes themselves.

Another example is that those who do the laundry keep stuffing the cleaned clothes back for repeated washing, which is a problem in itself.

As long as everyone learns about this case, they will find the problems in it, but being able to find out does not mean that they must accept legal sanctions.

Everyone knows that bad things can't be done, but there will always be people who do bad things and get away with it because there is evidence.

The value of evidence and law is not only to clean up the bad guys, but also to prevent some special groups from unscrupulously controlling the country and society.

Everyone must play according to the rules of the game. Whoever breaks the rules is everyone's enemy.

They have to show evidence before the judge has a chance to accept them, but the problem now is that they can't show evidence, even though everyone knows there's something wrong with this group of people in the room.

The coin lying quietly in the cart did not have any induced fluorescent reaction, it was dark, and even the print on it could not be seen.

After about a minute of dead silence, the agent tapped the UV light a few times, and then loudly asked someone to send a new one. He thought there might be something wrong with the light.

The newly sent light was still the same, and could not reveal any shocking evidence. Now he and the people behind him realized why Lynch had been so calm from the beginning. He must have known the means of the Bureau of Investigation. .

Action groups and experts are discussing how to remedy it, which is why it is difficult to capture evidence with coin laundering.

Coins are not like banknotes. In addition to anti-counterfeiting measures, banknotes also have a series of serial numbers. As long as they are genuine coins, the serial numbers are unique. The number of the banknotes, then put out, and finally closed in the net.

The coin is not good, there is no number on the coin, and there is no other thing that can be used as a certificate, so it is difficult to obtain evidence. They thought of using fluorescent agents, but they failed in the end.

The lights in the room turned on again, and Lynch chuckled a few times, "I still don't quite understand, where is the evidence?" He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, making a thudding sound, "We time is precious..."

After a period of discussion, the action team leader sighed, and at this point it was no longer worth detaining these people.

The detectives in the room looked at Lynch with a terrible expression. Since Lynch arrived, the situation has been out of control step by step. The entire operation team has realized that Lynch may have seen through their tricks long ago. They mistakenly thought that Fox was the only one. It's the one who dominates the whole thing, and that's the main reason they fail.

The young detective packed up his things and walked in front of Lynch. He looked at Lynch. The latter looked at him without fear and kept a good demeanor. The two looked at each other for a moment. His chest nodded, "We'll catch you."

Lynch said with a smile, "I look forward to that day!"

After watching the detective leave, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Fox was originally standing, but his legs began to weaken and he sat back.

He didn't expect that he not only disturbed the tax bureau, but also the investigation bureau, which made him feel like the rest of his life after a smooth escape.

There was not much joy on Lynch's face. Just as Mr. Fox was about to say something, Lynch stopped him with his eyes. It happened that Mr. Fox's lawyer was late.

While packing his tie, he apologized apologetically for being late, "The city center is too congested at this time, I waited for several traffic lights..."

Mr. Fox looked displeased, he took out his checkbook and signed a check for a hundred dollars, stuffed it into the pocket of the lawyer's jacket, "You can go back!"

Although the lawyer didn't quite understand what was going on, he also realized that he might have screwed up his business. He wanted to explain that he really didn't mean to be late, but Mr. Fox's apparent reluctance to deal with him also made him understand this. Things cannot be undone.

After he left, Lin Qicai reminded, "Aren't you here to handle business..."

Later, the two met again in private, and it could be seen that the events that happened today made Mr. Fox feel a lot.

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, my legs are still a little weak..." He patted his knee, "The FBI has been involved, or... let's run?"

In fact, in the final analysis, his Gatnau financial company is also a financial company, far less than the various gangs that have been blacklisted by major institutions. Compared with those big gangs, he is actually not dazzling enough.

He has not experienced these battles. In the past, at most, he dealt with the tax bureau and the police department. Now even the FBI has appeared, which also means that he may have to enjoy the treatment that those big gang leaders can enjoy.

Uninterrupted 24-hour surveillance, telephone surveillance, even they will invade offices or living places to install bugs, all things that can be public or private will be investigated over and over again, and all this is to send him to the cell inside.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. Although he has such knowledge, it does not mean that he is really willing to go to jail.

However, Lynch acted very calmly, not panic at all, "We are all doing legal business and are protected by federal law, why should we run?" He casually flipped through the newspaper on the table next to him, "Remember, you need to Make sure you have done a good job in the account, and be honest, and don't give people the opportunity to do you."

"They can't handle you, those black holes you've hidden won't be discovered, the judges won't take their word, and the public won't sit by and watch them abuse their power."

"The more afraid you are, the more you have a guilty conscience. The more guilty you are, the more people believe that you have a problem. When that day comes, even if you are fine, people will think you have a problem, and they will agree with what we think is wrong. Unlawful behavior."

"So don't be afraid, do what to do, as long as you do it beautifully, no one can do anything to us!"

"After all, this is a legal society!"

Mr. Fox had no idea where Lynch got his confidence. Facing the FBI, the IRS can still be so tough, and he can only attribute it to the courage of young people.

But something seems to be changing inside.

This sudden, nondescript subpoena doesn't change anything, oh no, it changes a person or a family, but that's not Lynch and his family.

The next morning, Lynch got the phone number of the office of the Director of the Federal Tax Office in Sabine City through the accounting firm where Wei La worked.

When things have developed to this point, it is almost time to end. It started because of one person, so it should also end because of one person.