Breaking into someone else's life isn't a wise choice, it's like you might feel your nose is uncomfortable, and suddenly someone reaches out to pick your nose for you.
Regardless of whether they can get it right or make you feel comfortable, your first reaction is that it's really disgusting, because they actually use their finger to pick your nostril.
Emotions, life, and family are the same. Lynch, watching what seemed like drowning Vera, gently hugged her and then let go, asking with concern, "Are you alright? You look like you're in a terrible state..."
Her complexion and lips were a bit pale, as if she had been severely frightened. She looked up at Lynch, quickly withdrew her gaze, and then began tidying up her things, "I have some matters to deal with, I'd like to take a leave, hope you can approve..."
She was wiping her tears while handling some small personal belongings. Lynch nodded and agreed to her request, "Of course, it's your right, also..."
Vera looked up at him, and he looked at Vera, "If you need any help, give me a call!"
Vera gratefully squeezed Lynch's arm and then quickly got up to leave. Gap had a social engagement today; she felt some things should be witnessed personally and perhaps... she needs to find an excuse to deceive herself and let life carry on.
Of course, what's more probable is that she still doesn't want to admit this fact; she needs to find evidence to refute herself.
After Vera left, Lynch waited for about more than three hours. Richard and his group came twice during this time, the money in their hands kept increasing, and the exchange speed got faster for everyone.
It's unclear whether the other two gave Richard some benefits or due to other reasons; Richard told them why he could change all the money into small change efficiently and effectively, which made the transactions between Lynch and Mr. Fox become more frequent.
After three-thirty in the afternoon, Lynch instructed them to continue collecting and come to exchange tomorrow morning. After checking the money, he handed it over to Mr. Fox's people, and also talked with Mr. Fox on the phone for a while.
"Friend Lynch, do you know that many people in Sabin City are sending money into the bank through your method now?", Mr. Fox's words were calm, merely stating an existing reality.
With Mr. Fox's money increasingly fast sent into banks, those engaged in this industry in Sabin City roughly figured out how he did it, and they started to follow Mr. Fox's method, turning money into small change, reporting taxes, and depositing it into banks.
However, unlike Mr. Fox, they don't have "middlemen" and don't need to pay an extra ten percent commission.
Some people under him have asked this question more than once: since everyone can do it, why does Mr. Fox maintain a good trading relationship with Lynch instead of bypassing Lynch to exchange small change by himself?
This way, he can save ten percent, and the speed would be faster; ten percent of tens of thousands or even millions isn't a small figure.
Mr. Fox had a slight inclination but hadn't started doing like those people yet; he told Lynch about this matter, wanting to hear Lynch's opinion.
Lynch felt Mr. Fox lived up to his name; after a brief contemplation, he said over the phone, "Mr. Fox, it's hard to find a mosquito among a thousand flies, but finding a fly among a thousand mosquitoes is very simple."
"When only we are doing it, nobody notices our actions, we're just the Minority Sect. But when everyone joins in, they will only force certain people to move."
"This will trigger a war, and the only advice I can give you is...", he laughed lightly, "Don't take money from others, soon you'll understand why I say this."
After hearing this, Mr. Fox was slightly worried, "Should we best halt for a while then?"
"No, there's no need, we're all doing legal business, why stop? I actually hope they come to investigate our transactions, this way it can cleanse us of our stains."
What Lynch didn't finish saying is that if the Federal Tax Bureau investigates him and finds nothing, it's equivalent to providing him an alternative advertisement, people will be more inclined to cooperate with him in the future, but these things aren't necessary for Mr. Fox to know.
After the two spoke a few irrelevant words, they hung up the phone. Lynch glanced at the phone and shook his head, starting to take over some work that Vera was supposed to handle.
Vera taught him how to record his income. The business variety of the Great Empire is currently very single, so this isn't complicated.
He took the money to the Tax Bureau to apply for proof and then sent it to the bank. With the Tax Bureau's registration proof, the money in his hands can easily enter the legal circulation system of the bank.
Tomorrow, when Richard and his crew come over with small change, he just needs to draw a cash check; keeping too much cash isn't safe.
The purpose of doing this, on one hand, is to avoid possible loopholes, and on the other hand, to improve bank and personal transaction flow so when banks evaluate his personal credit, it will correspondingly increase.
Later, he returned to the second floor of the small tavern.
The hot summer finally arrived late, the temperature was getting hotter, without air conditioning or fans, making the street-facing house almost turn into a steamer.
As the weather gets hotter, more people come for cold drinks at night, plus those female dancers can perform more vigorously, the tavern has to operate until eleven or twelve in the evening before resting.
The noisy and chaotic environment was getting intolerable for Lynch. He considered that with so much money in hand, it was about time to consider purchasing a house, which would far exceed this place in terms of safety and applicability.
He was thinking about what kind of house to buy and the prices when there was a knock on the door.
He rolled over to sit up, holding a screwdriver, stood by the door, and asked softly, "Who's there outside?"
"Police, sir, we have some matters to discuss with you!", Lynch casually put the screwdriver in the pocket of the clothes nearby, opened the door slightly, and two police officers in uniform were standing outside.
The opponent somewhat impatiently showed the badge in hand, and informed Lynch they were Sabin City municipal police, if abbreviated, it's...
Well, that's a curse word, Lynch opened the door and welcomed the two police officers inside. They casually looked around and stayed at the doorway.
"Lynch?", one officer asked, and after Lynch nodded, he took out a small notebook and a pen, starting to ask questions, "A few days ago, you experienced a break-in theft here?"
Lynch nodded again, he also gave a specific time, and the police station that responded, all of which matched the information two officers had.
"I read the report, it said you lost a silver ring..."
"No, it was a gold ring, officer!", Lynch decisively interrupted the officer and added, "Inside the ring was the inscription 'My Beloved Catherine', it was a ring I was preparing to give to my girlfriend."
The two officers exchanged glances, they could basically confirm Lynch had no problem himself, so the kid they caught today was the problem.
Within the afternoon, they had already identified little Michael's identity and family, they didn't expect little Michael was the Tax Bureau investigation team director's only child, which made the station's police chief feel a bit tricky.
They have already reported to other stations and state police stations about cracking this theft case, and also filled in little Michael's identity information, including his photo.
This information spread quickly, almost the entire state's police system already had progress information related to the case now.
The assistant director of Sabin City Police Station—considered the executive deputy director of the Police Station; in Bail Federal, only first-tier city police stations have a clear deputy director position, and there are only twenty first-tier cities, which do not include Sabin City.
Including seventeen capitals of states and three Special Zones, besides these twenty cities, there is no deputy director position in city police stations, replaced by the assistant director, assisting the police station director in handling various affairs.
The local assistant director thought if Lynch could be persuaded to settle privately, it would be best, not that the police station feared Michael, a director of investigation can't make the police station afraid of him, just the assistant director wants to avoid some conflict.
He even hinted to officers, if Lynch is willing to withdraw the case, he could receive some benefits to compensate for his losses, this is the reason the two cops showed up here.