American Tax Officer

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David smiled, then took out another document and placed it in front of him, saying, "Half a year ago, you indeed withdrew ten thousand US dollars from your account, but afterward you spent one thousand US dollars on car repairs, bought a massage chair for your parents for twelve hundred US dollars, there are also insurance payments, daily smoking costs..."

"Adding up all these expenses, the total amount we have calculated is nine thousand eight hundred and eighty-seven US dollars; how do you explain this?"

He was dumbstruck upon hearing this, even as an agent with exceptionally strong psychological resilience like Mitchellson.

It was one thing for the IRS to investigate and find he had spent nine hundred US dollars at entertainment venues, but to detail every single expense since he withdrew the money half a year ago, even noting the exact amount spent on cigarettes, was beyond him.

How could he possibly argue against this?

Seeing that he remained silent, David took out several more documents and placed them in front of him, saying, "Besides this nine hundred US dollars, you have also made cash transactions in Virginia, Reno, and Carson City, totaling eleven thousand two hundred and thirty-six US dollars; how do you explain this amount of money?"

Mitchellson's inner turmoil began to escalate.

Because he knew very well that if he couldn't explain the cash expenditures, David would have an excuse to go after him.

Meanwhile, although David's 'butcher knife' hadn't yet turned towards him, Bronning was likewise feeling uneasy, seeing his partner in such a state.

The principle was straightforward.

If David could obtain the detailed cash expenditure records of Mitchellson, it wouldn't be difficult to do the same for him.

As expected.

The next second, David threw a pile of documents onto the table in front of him and said, "Bronning, in the past two months, you have made cash transactions totaling five thousand and sixty-five US dollars. We have verified this amount and it's not from your salary. Please explain the source, the source of every single transaction!"

Bronning picked up the documents and looked over them for a while before his expression also turned grim.

"Don't think it's just about these few thousand US dollars. Besides December 9th in Henderson, on the 17th, you caught three spies in Virginia and seized two hundred thousand dollars in cash, and each of you also kept twenty thousand US dollars."

"Then on the 23rd, when you were tracking an international arms organization, you embezzled twenty-five thousand US dollars from the seized cash..."

"Since the 'Black Tax Act' came into effect, you have embezzled more than eighty thousand US dollars in total. If this gets out, I reckon you both wouldn't have an easy time, would you?"

Bronning and Mitchellson were already under considerable stress, but hearing that David also had information about their other cases, they could no longer sit still.

This was no longer a simple matter of David catching them red-handed; they were elite FBI agents. If they were arrested by the IRS for tax evasion, it would also be a significant blow to the reputation of the FBI.

At that time, not to mention their colleagues and superiors, even the executives at the Washington D.C. FBI Headquarters would want to flay and eviscerate them.

They absolutely couldn't afford the consequences!

"Speak up, who directed this operation, and where is the person now?"

Seeing that he had breached their defenses, David wasted no more words and directly asked.

He first needed to know if it was Stevenson's instruction or something from their superiors.