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Louson nodded to show he understood, but then something else seemed to occur to him, and he said, "Since we're going to take down Stevenson, I do have a suggestion!"

Just as David, who was about to leave, heard this, he stopped in his tracks and asked, "What suggestion?"

"To put it bluntly, even though you, Director David, are currently in the limelight, you are still just a Chief Tax Officer at the IRS, and I am merely a Senatorial candidate for now. To bring down the most powerful person in Nevada State will still be difficult, unless... unless..."

Looking at Louson, who hesitated but still appeared shrewd and crafty, David lost his patience and said directly, "Unless what? Just say it, there's no need to beat around the bush now."

"Alright, I'll just say it!"

Louson organized his words and then spoke, "I believe that in order to bring down Stevenson, we at least need someone who can stand toe-to-toe with him, and I am just a Senatorial candidate at this moment. If you could help me remove my competitors and ascend to the position smoothly, then I think our chances of success would be much greater!"

Since David could gather dirt on him, he could certainly do the same for other Senatorial candidates.

And if David could take care of the other Senatorial candidates, then their chances of dealing with Stevenson would undoubtedly be much greater.

Of course, when Louson said this, it was not solely with the intent to take down Stevenson; he was more interested in using David to climb to a higher position himself.

David, of course, saw right through Louson's intention to use him to advance, and he said sarcastically, "Mr. Louson, you certainly have quite the plan there."

Louson gave an embarrassed smile and said nothing.

"Wait for my signal, that's all."

Louson's proposal was indeed a good one.

However, what he didn't know was that David had no intention of simply cooperating with him.

David had also planned to join forces with the Deputy Governor and the Secretary of State. When the time came, if several parties attacked Stevenson together, it would be much more powerful than just one Senator.

Furthermore, the Senatorial election wouldn't begin until November, and it was only February now; there were still five to six months left. Certainly, he couldn't wait until then to help Louson ascend and then turn around to deal with Stevenson.

What he needed to do now was to resolve the Stevenson issue as quickly as possible, so that his tax collection work could return to normal and he could fully commit to the "deification plan."

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Nevada State Government, located at the heart of Carson City, this area is the city's core and the center of political, economic, and cultural exchange.

Surrounding it are many important public buildings and commercial facilities, such as the city hall, courthouse, library, shopping centers, and others.

The government building is a majestic example of classical architecture, with tall columns and a solemn facade.

The interior decoration is also very exquisite; looking up from the entrance, one can see luxurious marble floors, elegant murals, and opulent chandeliers.

4:50 PM.

A Volvo stopped across the street from the state government building.

"According to the information, the state government's office hours end at 5 PM, and officials like the Secretary of State and Deputy Governor will head home around this time," Simmons said from within the car.

Sure enough.

As the clock struck five, the employees and officials from the state government began to emerge one after another.

David's gaze sharpened as he appeared to search for something in the crowd.

Soon, a man in a suit, although in his forties yet with a babyface, caught his attention.

[Name: Laurie Frederick.]

[Occupation: Deputy Governor of Nevada.]

[Income: Legal monthly income $19,000, illegal income $41,000.]

[Income Details: On December 18, received a ruby from an official at Sparks City Hall, worth $8,000; On December 28, received an agate from a Reno businessman, worth $6,000; On January 11...]

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[Applicable taxes due: $12,500.]

After scrutinizing the Deputy Governor's information, David's expression turned somewhat comical.

Who would have thought, this Deputy Governor is actually a gemstone enthusiast.

However, on second thought, with Stevenson hindering him at every turn, Laurie might only have hobbies like tea drinking and studying gemstones to pass his time.

"Oldington Joe is coming out too!"

Hearing Nisen's words, David immediately snapped out of his reverie and looked up.

Indeed, about ten meters behind Laurie, a slightly portly man, laughing and talking with several state government officials, walked out.

[Name: Oldington Joe.]

[Occupation: Secretary of State of Nevada State.]

[Income: Legal income $17,800, Illegal income $1.2 million.]

[Income Details: On December 6th, accepted a bribe from a Virginia businessman, awarded a state government road construction contract to the party, profiting $200,000. On December 27th, accepted $300,000 from a Reno City businessman, amended the city's red-light district legal statutes...]

[More Details: ...]

[Tax Due: $475,200.]

"Another big fish of corruption..."

Even after finishing with this Secretary of State's information, David felt somewhat more pleased than before.

After all, if this $475,000 in taxes could be collected, it would indeed be a significant amount of revenue.

"Let's head back!"

Having returned to the Ninglin Branch Office, David entered his temporary office and began to transcribe the information obtained through the "golden finger" onto paper.

More than half an hour later, after confirming there were no errors, he called Buckynison Simmons into the room and pushed the written pages towards them, saying, "Go and give Director Bezi a hand, and tell them to send someone to each city overnight to quickly retrieve people's statements, information, and financial details!"

"Understood."

A quiet night passed, and the next afternoon arrived.

David was in his office reviewing the case files for a major incident in Carson City, while Bucky walked in holding two file folders and said, "It's all taken care of."

After receiving the folders, David opened them and began to examine the contents carefully.

As he went through the material, his expression grew increasingly satisfied.

Because both sets of documents indeed investigated everything he had requested information on, without missing a single detail.

For instance, the financial details of Oldington Joe, his recent spending patterns, and accounts used after laundering the money were all meticulously recorded.

As for Deputy Governor Laurie, the documents included information about the businessmen who had given him gems and some photos captured by surveillance cameras at certain locations while receiving the gems.

Looking at his watch, David noted it was 4:10 in the afternoon, with 50 minutes to go until the state government offices closed.

He stood up and said, "Let's wait for Deputy Governor Laurie at his home!"

The Deputy Governor, unlike the Governor, did not have an official residence arranged by the state government. Deputy Governor Laurie's home was located in a residential area of Tianxiang Bay in Carson City.

When they arrived, it was exactly 5 o'clock. .net

David and his team first rang the doorbell of Laurie's home. About a minute later, a white female in her early forties opened the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Nisen directly showed his tax badge and said, "We're from the IRS and would like to have a talk with Deputy Governor Laurie."

The white female hesitated for a moment, then said, "My husband hasn't come back yet."

David took over the conversation and said, "Not a problem, ma'am, we can wait for him!"

The white female paused briefly but eventually made a welcoming gesture. After David entered the living room, she asked, "Would you gentlemen from the IRS like something to drink?"

"That won't be necessary, ma'am."

The white female did not say much more but picked up the phone from the table and went into the bathroom to make a call.

Meanwhile, about seven or eight kilometers away in a Cadillac, a bewildered Laurie received the call and immediately asked, "Why would people from the IRS come to my house? Did they explain why?"

"They just said they wanted to talk to you."

Laurie was silent for a few seconds before replying, "Okay, I'll be there in about ten minutes, we'll deal with it when I get back!"

Ten minutes later, the Cadillac Laurie was traveling in returned to his home.

After getting out of the car, he quickly took out his keys to open the door and hurried into the living room. But the moment Laurie saw David's face, he was stunned.

Although he did little every day and was regarded as a lucky mascot within the state government,

David was the one who had stormed into the Indian Tribe with armed forces, and had cleaned up officials in Henderson and Sparks City Halls. How could he not know or recognize him?

However, Laurie considered himself rather clean and was confident there were no issues with his taxes.

Additionally, he had never offended David, so Laurie truly didn't understand why he was being sought out.

"Deputy Governor Laurie, I've come uninvited today. I hope you won't hold it against me," David said.

Laurie quickly returned to the moment from his thoughts and asked, "Of course not, but tell me, Director David, what brings you here today?"

"Nothing in particular, just a casual chat," David replied.

Laurie sat down opposite David, appearing all ears and ready to listen.

"Not long ago, I visited Henderson City and noticed that its urban planning and the standard of living for its residents are quite commendable. Later, I found out that much of the urban development plans and policies that have benefited the livelihood of the residents were left by you, Deputy Governor Laurie, back when you were the Mayor there."

"Moreover, the high quality of life enjoyed by the residents is due to the policies you established back then. Deputy Governor Laurie, did you know? Everyone says you are a highly capable leader."