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Daniel: "..."
A year apart, and the first thing you say is that I'm not doing so well. Thanks a lot!
"You know each other?" Arthur's gaze was a little strange, and he began to imagine some things that weren't great... at least not for Daniel and his group.
What if Daniel and Morin were teaming up to attack him?
"Hmph, we knew each other before," Daniel grunted. He had intended to badmouth Morin, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out.
In every respect, Morin had been more than generous, especially when he'd enlightened him at the end and helped him get back on the right path, which led to the Eye of Providence's invitation.
All in all, Daniel was grateful to Morin.
"So, what are you doing here?" Daniel suddenly realized the question. "And when did you become an IRS agent?"
"It's been a year, is it that hard to get a license and a job?" Morin said in an annoying tone.
"Alright, we can catch up later. You should probably go with this FBI Agent Fuller first... Agent Fuller?"
Fuller struggled for a moment and said, "Actually, we can wait a little longer..."
"...Don't worry," Morin understood Fuller's thoughts in an instant and, with a slight twitch of his mouth, said, "Just do your job impartially. He and I just worked together for a while, and we've long since parted ways. You do what you have to do."
Fuller was undoubtedly nervous because he saw that Morin and Daniel not only knew each other but were on speaking terms.
He was afraid they had a close relationship and that Morin might come back to settle the score with him later!
"Alright!" Fuller's spirits immediately lifted. With Morin's assurance, he finally calmed down.
As for the possibility that Morin was being sarcastic... The FBI's operations are recorded with cameras, and this statement had now been captured.
Even if Morin wanted to cause trouble later, Fuller wasn't worried at all.
Speaking of which, the standard-issue cameras for FBI task forces are a magical tool.
They can not only film what they want to film but can also conveniently "malfunction" or "run out of battery" when necessary!
After Fuller took Daniel and the other three away, Morin also stood up.
Even if Fuller hadn't come with the FBI's classic "knock-and-talk," Morin was planning to leave anyway.
He had found the person he was looking for, explained the situation to Arthur, and shown his investigation license and IRS agent ID. Morin's mission was more or less complete.
Asking Arthur to produce all the company's financial statements on the spot was absolutely impossible.
Morin's visit was more like giving Arthur an ultimatum: get ready and prepare all the financial statements within three days, and then Morin would come to inspect them carefully.
Of course, under normal circumstances, an IRS agent would follow up in real time and stay close. But for Morin... he was on this mission alone!
Morin didn't have that much time to follow Arthur, and he guessed it would be useless anyway.
The financial statements would definitely be faked, and that's exactly what Morin wanted.
Simply put, Morin's message was this: You have three days to fake whatever you want, but after three days, I have to see the documents!
As for whether or not they were faked, did it matter to Morin?
After all, he would be able to see right through them!
With the system's skills, Morin understood tax law better than the people who wrote it, including all the loopholes and how to use them!
That's when Morin would implement the most crucial step of the first part of his plan!
Soon, under Arthur's bewildered gaze, Morin left.
Arthur was truly baffled.
He... just left?
He came knocking with such complete documents, full of momentum, as if it had been a long-planned ambush, and then just left?
He's coming back in three days?
Is it some kind of trap?
Would he really let him off that easily?
And he even gave him time and space to have people tamper with the books?
Arthur couldn't help but fall into deep suspicion.
But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out Morin's reason for doing this.
After a long time, Arthur still contacted his team of ace lawyers, told them to prepare for a lawsuit with the IRS, and had the company's tax department immediately begin "statistical compilation" of the financial statements.
Morin didn't care what Arthur was thinking. He drove straight to Bradley's office.
Whatever tricks or ploys Arthur came up with, it didn't matter to him. With Morin's abilities, he could just counter each move and wait to get what he wanted!
Daniel and the others had already been taken away. If Morin remembered correctly, soon, Rhodes and Alma would come to Bradley, their interrogation having yielded no results, and seek the help of the "magic debunker" to find evidence.
"Why are you back?" Bradley now found Morin particularly annoying.
Although he hadn't found him pleasant at all this past year, today was especially bad.
It was probably because he had misunderstood Morin and Catrina's relationship again and was embarrassed and angry after realizing his mistake.
Morin was used to it. After all, he was an old man, so he should be a little more understanding...
"I came back to see if you've chilled out," Morin retorted without hesitation.
Understanding, my foot. Just annoy him!
"Chilled out?" Bradley looked at the air conditioner beside him, picked up the remote, and turned it down two more degrees. "Heh, you feel chilled at this temperature? Are your kidneys weak?"
"You're overthinking it. Even if I went ten times a night, I wouldn't be tired at all," Morin sneered.
"You're just full of it!" Bradley scoffed. "What are you here for, really?"
"Nothing, just to hang out..." Morin sat down on the sofa without a second thought. With a flick of his hand, he produced a deck of playing cards and began to shuffle them.
He looked around. "Where's Catrina?"
"I told her to take the car in for repairs," Bradley said.
"Huh?" Morin's movements paused. "Are you sure?"
"...What's wrong?" Bradley asked.
"Are you taking what I said as a joke?" Morin sighed, rubbing his forehead. "She rear-ended a car right after she started driving!"
...
Meanwhile, at the Las Vegas police station, Dylan and Alma were about to interrogate Daniel and the others in the interrogation rooms.
But...
Dylan, though capable, was an actor.
After all, he was the one who had planned everything.
But what about Alma and Fuller and the others besides Dylan...
"Dylan," Fuller stopped him as he was about to enter the interrogation room where Merritt was held.
"According to all the records, idealism has never been proven to be correct."
"...So?" Dylan frowned. "What are you trying to say?"
"That means... it's not science. It's just subjective speculation, more for entertainment, you know..."
"...Okay," Dylan tried to continue walking into the room.
"Anyway!" Fuller, a little agitated, stopped Dylan again. "No matter what this guy says, just don't believe it!"
"Alright," Dylan pushed Fuller away and opened the interrogation room door, walking inside.
"Please allow me to offer my sincerest apologies to Mr. Fuller. I absolutely didn't mean to, and I certainly didn't intentionally say the words 'Special Tuesday'..." As soon as Dylan opened the door and walked in, Merritt began to speak.
"Special Tuesday?" Dylan glanced at the one-way mirror, only seeing his own reflection.
This kind of interrogation room mirror allows people on the outside to see inside but not the other way around.
However, just now, as soon as Dylan walked outside, Merritt's gaze had been directed at him, and their eyes had met!
Of course, Dylan knew why Merritt knew, but he was a veteran actor.
At this moment, he was perfectly playing his role: an FBI agent who was very reluctant to investigate this matter, and absolutely not someone who had disguised himself as a member of the Eye of Providence to issue fake missions.
"Yeah, it's just a little something between Agent Fuller and his wife... Let's ignore that phrase for now. What I'm more curious about is, do all FBI agents have this tradition of men wearing dresses?" Merritt asked with what seemed to be genuine curiosity.
"..." Dylan glanced to the left and felt as if his gaze had also pierced through the one-way mirror, seeing Fuller outside with his face in his hands, sighing.
Well, well. I didn't expect a bald man like you to have a hobby like that!
The interrogation, of course, was fruitless.
Dylan was an actor, Alma was just a bit curious but didn't have much ability, and the others simply couldn't get any information out of them.
In fact, they were more likely to have information coaxed out of them.
In the end, as per the regulations, and because of the pressure from Arthur's team of ace lawyers, they had no choice but to release Daniel and the others.
Although Merritt had exposed Fuller's love of dresses, since Dylan hadn't said anything about it, Fuller quickly got back into work mode.
What's wrong with a man being a little kinky?
Thinking this, Fuller immediately calmed down.
"That guest was hypnotized the entire time, and nearly half of the entire audience was also hypnotized. When I went back through the list of all the audience members, I found a very important person! He must have filmed the entire performance!" Fuller said excitedly.
"Who?" Dylan asked.
"Bradley," Fuller said mysteriously, a hopeful smile on his face.
He was already looking forward to Dylan's praise.
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"..." Dylan was silent for a long time, then shrugged.
Who are you talking about?
Of course, Dylan actually knew. After all, Bradley was one of his main targets for this operation. But as an actor, how could he show such an obvious flaw?
Dylan thought to himself, still looking confused.
"Bradley, a magic debunker!" Fuller explained, frustrated. "He makes a profit by debunking magic tricks on TV shows and in DVDs he sells. He's the most famous magic debunker in the magic world!"
"If that's the case, what are we waiting for?" Dylan said. "Call him, I want to see him."
"I did! I booked you an hour to talk with him!" Fuller said.
"Booked? If he doesn't tell me everything today, I'll have him take the place of those guys we just let go and sit in an interrogation room!"
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