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And if the media found out, it would be an even bigger mess!

Gray grew more and more fearful, forcing a small smile as he said, "Director David, I was just considering the work of the city hall just now. My words were a bit excessive. I apologize for that, it was just a misunderstanding..."

These words made David feel somewhat amused inside.

Misunderstanding?

Why didn't you say it was a misunderstanding just now?

Now that I've laid out the tax evasion evidence, it becomes a misunderstanding?

"Deputy Mayor Gray, as I already made it very clear, our National Tax Bureau will not wrongly accuse anyone or abuse power, so..."

David paused, giving Bucky, who was standing by, a look.

Bucky got the hint immediately and stepped over to Gray's side, saying, "Sorry, Deputy Mayor Gray, please follow me!"

Seeing that David had no intention of letting it go, Gray became anxious and quickly changed his tune, "Director David, for extremists like Dieter, they should be severely punished. I, on behalf of the city hall, support the measures of your National Tax Bureau!"

Now, when he himself was nearly unable to save his own skin, how could he care about Dieter or not Dieter?

"Deputy Mayor Gray, you are a man of status. Don't make me take action myself!"

Bucky, seeing that David had no intention of backing down, continued to usher Gray away.

Gray clenched his teeth and said, "Director David, I am willing to pay the taxes, to file it. That should be fine, right?"

"Deputy Mayor Gray, there's a big difference between paying taxes voluntarily and being forced to pay taxes. These are not things one can just confuse!"

Even at this point, David still didn't intend to push Gray into a corner to death.

After all, no matter what, there had only been a conflict between them, not a vendetta to the death like with Dieter.

So, as long as Gray was willing to pay the taxes, David wouldn't push him to his demise.

However, Gray daring to come to the National Tax Bureau to intercede for Dieter, he certainly had to be taught a lesson!

Like a trip to the detention room, for instance.

This would also send a message to the outside world: anyone else who dared to come to the National Tax Bureau to plead for Dieter would end up like this!

"Director David..."

"Take him away!"

David didn't give Gray another chance to speak.

And without further ado, Bucky grabbed Gray and escorted him away.

Gray, who was accustomed to luxury and ease, certainly couldn't resist Bucky, an ex-Marine, and was quickly taken out of the office entrance.

Third floor, Inspector's Office.

Originally, the place was bustling, but when everyone saw Bucky escorting Gray, they all froze as if a spell had been cast upon them, instantly stunned.

As the Deputy Mayor of Las Vegas, the inspectors were certainly familiar with Gray.

But what was going on with this deputy mayor?

Why did it look like he was a criminal being escorted away by Bucky?

Before they could come to their senses, when they saw Bucky heading towards the detention room with Gray, their hearts were once again shaken.

The detention room was always reserved for criminals.

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Since when did the dignified Deputy Mayor of a city also have to be thrown into such a place?

The last time a CIA agent was put into the detention room, the inspectors were greatly shocked.

But after all, that was just an agent from the CIA, which did not have the same impact as detaining the current deputy mayor!

All inspectors looked at each other, seeking an explanation.

However, this incident had just occurred, and none of them knew what was going on.

Fourth floor, the Chief's office.

"Come in!"

Ottilia entered hurriedly and quickly said, "Chief, I don't know what happened, but Director David has put Deputy Mayor Gray into our detention room!"

"What did you say?"

William, who had been looking down and approving documents, suddenly looked up, incredulous.

"I said, Deputy Mayor Gray has been taken to the detention room by Director David!"

"Oh, shit, what's going on!"

William finally reacted, his tone slightly frantic.

Gray was no small figure; as the Deputy Mayor of Las Vegas, and now the National Tax Bureau had taken him to the detention room. If they couldn't provide a reasonable explanation, the National Tax Bureau might be in serious trouble!

After all, the city hall was not to be trifled with!

Ottilia shrank back a little and weakly replied, "I'm not clear on the details yet!"

William immediately stood up and almost ran out of the office, heading for where David was.

But before he could get halfway there, he ran into David, coming from the opposite direction.

William, not caring for formalities, directly challenged, "I heard you've thrown Deputy Mayor Gray into the detention room, what the hell is going on?"

"I was just on my way to report this to you, Chief. Here's what happened..."

David recounted how Gray had requested to downplay Dieter's case, his refusal, and then how Gray invoked the city hall and various departments' lack of cooperation in tax matters.

After hearing this, William was not satisfied, saying, "He's the Deputy Mayor of the city hall. Even if he threatened us, we can't be so direct, it will..."

"What if he was evading taxes?"

Before William could continue his tirade, he stopped abruptly at the mention of tax evasion, urgently asking, "He evaded taxes? Do you have evidence?"

"Chief, you remember Lynch, don't you?"

"Lynch... Isn't he the antiques dealer?"

Last assessment period, Lynch generated over a million in tax revenue for the Lake District Sub-Bureau. Such a high-profile criminal was still remembered by William.