American Tax Officer

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...]

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[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.

The two cars drove for about three kilometers until they both reached a traffic light intersection, where it happened to be red.

But then, in the next second, something unexpected happened.

In front of their eyes, the Chevrolet rolled down its window, and the door of an Alphard waiting to turn left suddenly opened as well.

The young man named Maxwell threw the suitcase he had picked up from the library into the Alphard's door.

After completing these actions, the left turn signal turned green, and the Alphard instantly accelerated and turned away.

All of this happened in just a few seconds.

Nisen, realizing what happened, was about to shift gears and chase after them, but David stopped him.

"Don't chase them yet!"

Chasing them now would most likely result in being spotted either by the Alphard or by the young man named Maxwell.

After thinking for a moment, David instructed Simmons, "Call the traffic department, have them track that car with the surveillance system... And also, that suitcase, find out where its final destination is!"

Simmons immediately took out his phone and dialed the traffic department.

Meanwhile, Nisen found a place to park the car and began to wait.

An hour later, when the three of them were growing impatient, Simmons finally received a call.

After hanging up, he grumbled, "This gang is damn cunning. According to the traffic department, they drove around the city block several times, and that suitcase changed vehicles five times before leaving the city area."

Hearing this, the two nearby finally understood why it had taken so long.

David then asked, "So where did they go in the end?"

"They went towards the outskirts, in the direction of Ansheng Paper Mill on Sparks City Avenue."

"Ansheng Paper Mill..."

Generally speaking, there is indeed a kinship between counterfeiting and papermaking. If that's the case, this paper mill could very well be the Counterfeit Banknote Group's hideout.

David immediately picked up the phone and dialed Keanu's number.

"What's the situation, Director David?"

"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.