Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Perhaps we have reached a cooperation with the hidden drug lord you mentioned? Yes, that must be the case!" Ron was also startled by his sudden idea.

The drug lord codenamed Fried Chicken Brother has a sales channel all over the country. Although Ron doesn't know how he accomplished all this quietly, the poison maker "Heisenberg" has the best poison making technology. , if the two powerful forces join forces, basically other drug dealers will only be able to do second-hand distribution and the like.

And now it seems that Ron's conjecture has probably come true.

Combining these clues with Hank's sudden suspension and then immediate assassination, things became a little subtle, which Ron had to think about.

Could it be that the line of investigation that Hank is currently conducting just touches the lifeline of this drug cartel, so he can't wait to kill and silence him?

After hanging up Jack's call, Ron immediately packed up and returned to his office. Hank had arrived earlier than him, and the house had been cleaned by the cleaning company Andy hired temporarily and it was much cleaner.

"Good morning, BOSS." Hank greeted Ron restlessly.

"Good morning, welcome to join us. Sitting over there is Andy, our accountant. I remember telling you that if you have any needs such as tax returns, you can ask him for help. As long as it's not excessive, I will open the door. One eye, one eye closed.”

Ron winked at Hank mischievously: "Of course, if it is a combat mission, I suggest not to take him with you. The elderly need to take care of themselves."

"Thank you, BOSS." Andy raised his head and greeted Hank without any intention of being offended.

Hank was a little confused about what Ron meant. Isn't this the special operations force of the IRS? Is it really okay to talk about reasonable tax avoidance in such an aboveboard way? Or is this a test?

Ron could only continue to explain: "Don't think too much, reasonable tax avoidance is nothing to be ashamed of. The actual tax rate of the richest people in the United States is much less than that of ordinary people like us. Compared with them, each of us Everyone is a good citizen~”

"Okay, I thought it was some kind of interview test." Hank finally calmed down a little.

"Interview? I don't have that much trouble here. In other words, your previous performance at the IRS is enough to prove that you are qualified for this job." Ron showed no awareness of being an interviewer, and Hank was nervous for nothing.

"I think you can carry out the work seamlessly. After all, my main work tasks here are the same as yours. So, can you tell me now what aspects of your investigation have been started recently?

I always feel that you are probably going in the right direction, which is why you caused these assassinations. What do you think? "

"You're talking about yesterday's assassination? I thought it was a revenge assassination by the drug dealer I sent in before."

As an anti-narcotics policeman, Hank has long been accustomed to this, and this is not even the first time he has encountered it, so he has developed the habit of carrying a gun with him at all times.

"I had this conjecture at the beginning, but I entrusted Jack, the head of the FBI, to check the records of the prisoners you sent in before. None of them had been released from prison recently, and they didn't even have recent contacts with the outside world. rare."

Ron handed a report to Hank casually, and finally asked Jack for it on the way here.

"This..." Hank hesitated a little, and began to recall what he had done recently, but after thinking about it, besides following the clues of Jesse's little gangster, and merging the investigation with the border murder case, Apart from that, he didn’t seem to do anything else?

He briefly explained his recent thoughts and actions to Ron. Ron frowned and couldn't think of a reason for a while. He even started to draw little tortoises in his notebook out of boredom.

"BOSS, is our job today just to draw in the house?" Hank was a little dissatisfied with Ron's attitude. He thought he could investigate the case properly when he came to the IRS, but he ended up just sitting in the office.

How could Hank, who always acted resolutely, endure this? He would rather go out to investigate the case alone, even without any support, as long as he has a gun. It must be said that Hank's character is quite a bit like a Texas tough guy.

"What if you don't stay in the house and go out? Go out and wander around the streets? See if the criminal will come out and tell you that he did everything?" Ron retorted without the slightest awareness of the boss.

Hank said stubbornly: "That's better than doing nothing!"

"Who said I didn't do anything?" Ron raised his head angrily: "Do you know how difficult my inner psychological struggle is? There is obviously someone who can break the situation, but I am just confused~"

"Someone who can break the situation?" Hank's eyes lit up: "Does the IRS have any special intelligence channels?"

"Are you kidding? If I had it, I would have used it a long time ago. Why do I need to go to your place every day to share information?" Ron said angrily.

What intelligence sharing? They are obviously here to use our information! Hank complained secretly in his mind, but after all, he was Ron's subordinate now, so he wisely did not say his true thoughts.

Hank asked, "Who is that?"

"A lunatic! A lunatic who is so bored that he is mentally ill! I wouldn't be surprised if he commits a crime because he is too bored. This is a complete paranoia!"

Ron said a lot of derogatory words in one breath, but immediately his expression changed and his tone became very ambiguous.

"But he is also a true genius. I have never seen any case that can stump him. He can even deduce the entire process of the case through your few words, as if he is the real murderer, accurately restoring every detail of the case. .”

Hank had heard about Ron's arrogance from others, and he couldn't help but wonder who it was that someone could get such a high evaluation from him.

"You think he is a private detective, right? I heard that there are so many real masters in this industry, so why not ask him to help us? Is it because his charges are too expensive? Our funds... "

As soon as Hank joined, he learned how to make money for the IRS.

Ron waved his hand and interrupted: "This has nothing to do with money. This weirdo doesn't even care about money. If the case is difficult enough, he can come and help you without even asking for money. It's just that he has a very bad temper." Smelly."

Ron looked like he was constipated.

"It stinks so much that I'm afraid I can't help but shoot him in the head! Yes, that's right, while his temper is incredibly stinky, he also has a mouth as vicious as my brother's!"

PS: So, can anyone figure out who this reinforcement is? Anyone who can guess it before I publish the next chapter will automatically get the chapter naming rights~