As for those who have American citizship, they are ev less likely to protest.


    Because once the National Tax Bureau targets them, ev if they want to spd money in the future, they''ll probably have to do it with the same fear and trepidation as criminals.


    In any case, no matter how you look at it.


    It might be somewhat difficult for the National Tax Bureau to go after their boss, Dieter.


    But for these powerless and low-status dancing girls, it''s very easy!


    "Okay, since no one has any problems, go home!"


    "As for wh you can start working again, that depds on mymunication with your boss."


    "If you really can''t work here, th you just have to switch to another ce, which shouldn''t be too hard for you!"


    Ev though DA''s ce has closed, the customer flow will not change.


    If guests can''te to this ce, they will definitely go to other ces to have fun.


    And with other ces expericing a surge in traffic, they will certainly need to expand their staff of dancers and hostesses.


    So, these people might have lost their jobs here, but if they want to work, it''s very easy to get started elsewhere.


    Watching the girls and dancers being driv away, Congreve''s heart bled as he looked on, yet he was helpless.


    But fortunately, it wasn''t long before the arrival of a car finally gave him a pir of support.


    The person was  other than Sapir.


    "Mr. Sapir, you''ve finally arrived. Look at our ce..."


    Sapir looked at the door sealed with tape and th turned his head toward David, who was not far away, and walked over with a grim face.


    [Name: Sapir Spildo.]


    [upation: Lawyer.]


    [Monthly ie: Legal ie two thousand US dors, illegal ie four hundred and thirty thousand US dors.]


    [Ie details: Bonuses andmissions obtained through helping Dieter with moneyundering, ounting, and group operations...]


    [More details:...]


    [Tax payable: One hundred and thirty thousand six hundred and eighty US dors.]


    As Sapir approached him, David sized up the other man.


    Wh he realized that this was Dieter''s trustedwyer, Sapir, his expression flickered instantly.


    The data provided by the intelligce departmt of the bureau initially showed that Dieter''s illegal ie was a three million US dors a month.


    But now, by reviewing this guy''s information, he discovered that Dieter''s ie was not just three million, but closer to eight million!


    That means, if he could take down this Dieter, it would be a baseline tax revue of more than three million dors.


    And that''s just for Dieter himself.


    If he could also sweep up Sapir, Baldwin, and all those underlings, the tax revue could reach a total of five million US dors!


    Such arge sum of tax revue made ev David excited siltly at this momt.


    His tax performance was already over three million eight hundred thousand, and by closing this case, it would be over eight million. Maybe this assessmt period he could break through to a tax performance of t million!


    Just imagine, the National Tax Bureau Lake District Sub-Bureau, a branch that doesn''t rank nationally, would create a ssation if he, alone, in one assessmt period, gerated t million in under-the-table tax revue!


    "You must be Director David. My name is Sapir, and I''m thewyer for this nightclub!"


    Sapir had alreadye to David''s side and introduced himself.


    "Mr. Sapir, right? What would you like to ask?"


    "I want to see your closure order!"


    David didn''t refuse and directly took it out of his pocket and handed it to him.


    After carefully examining it, Sapir indeed found the closure order, but as awyer, he still found an attack point on it and immediately queried, "It''s writt here, ''suspected of tax evasion.'' ording to American Federationw, without direct evidce or witness testimony, you can''t use this as a basis to issue a closure order!"


    "You want direct evidce, right?"


    David smirked disdainfully and first looked toward a lookout not too far away before turning to Bucky, "Search him!"


    Bucky stepped forward immediately. The lookout tried to resist at first, but seeing Nis and the others'' rifles ''itching for action,'' he had no choice but to submit.


    Soon Bucky found a pack of cigarettes, a bundle of cash, and a butterfly knife on the lookout.


    Th Bucky oped the cigarette pack and, while spilling out a few cigarettes, also discovered several baggies of  powder.


    David walked over, picked up the  powder, and said to Sapir, "Mr. Sapir, what do you think this is? Does this count as evidce?"


    Sapir frowned and retorted, "You are from the National Tax Bureau, not the police. This kind of thing shouldn''t count as direct evidce, right?"


    David wasn''t in a hurry to counter; he took the cash and said, "And this?"


    After speaking, he looked at the lookout, "Don''t tell me you found this money, right? Or is this tax-paid wages?"


    "This..."


    The lookout didn''t know how to respond and could only look desperately at Sapir for help.


    Of course, the money wasn''t found, nor was it his legal wage, but earnings from selling the  powder.


    "Since you can''t exin the source, it proves that this money is untaxed!"


    David turned to Sapir, asking, "Mr. Sapir, does this count as evidce now? Is the tax evasion confirmed?"


    Sapir was left red-faced and speechless.


    Of course, he knew that ording to the provisions of the undered iew, they indeed had evaded taxes.


    But he was betting that David did not have any actual evidce at the momt.


    Unexpectedly, David directly used an underling''s unounted-for money as evidce for this closure.